boom--
A huge bombardment erupted the moment the two fists and feet collided. Zhang Chulan still took the initiative to retreat. At this time, the protective golden light on his body was also a little unstable.
The one who was sparring with Zhang Chulan at this time was a tall, muscular middle-aged man with a tall and straight posture, who looked very imposing.
The face is stern, with clear lines, exuding a perseverance, and the eyes are deep and lively, giving a sense of vicissitudes of life.
His thick black hair was combed into a ponytail, which looked neat and tidy. His facial features were well-defined, his cheek lines were strong and slightly angular, and his bronze skin glowed with a healthy luster.
"That person is from the headquarters, right? I've definitely never seen this person here in North China." Xu Fu hid in the shade and ate melon, and couldn't help turning his head to ask the monkey next to him.
Tu Monkey just made a haha, which was equivalent to acquiescing to the other party's problem. This person was indeed the master from the headquarters.
But when Zhang Chulan found this sparring partner, he didn't pay attention to it. After all, he wasn't very good at keeping an eye on others. When he turned around, he saw this situation.
Xu Fu couldn't help but laugh and didn't ask any more questions.
This guy is really naughty enough. He said before that he didn't want to get too close to the headquarters, but after just a few days of work, he got involved with the masters from the headquarters again.
He is really an all-round master. From now on, this person's words will become a joy as soon as he listens to them. He really can't believe a single punctuation mark.
However, this person at the headquarters does have some strength. Being able to go through so many moves under the opponent's hands seems that Zhang Chulan is indeed not lazy.
But he is still far from a real master...
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At this time, Chen Meng saw that the opponent had taken the initiative to retreat, so he stopped his strength slightly and did not pursue him at this time. After all, this was just a guide, not a life-and-death fight.
He was wearing a black martial arts uniform that clung to his body, highlighting his strong muscles. In comparison, his lower body appeared more stable. He was obviously a master of leg skills.
Those thick thighs held up the loose trousers, and you could feel that he could burst out with amazing power at any time.
After a slight adjustment at this time, the two sides started to use their own methods to collide again.
Zhang Chulan's body is shining with golden light, and the golden light is attached to his body through the golden light spell, thereby improving his combat effectiveness and defense capabilities.
This is for my own practice, and the golden light is my fundamental means and cannot be left behind casually. Through continuous actual combat, although the golden light has not solidified too much, the actual combat experience I lack most is constantly increasing.
The mysterious technique I received from Feng Baobao took root and sprouted in my mind like a seed.
I had asked the other party what it was before, but the other party didn't know either. When he asked where it came from and why he had to give it to him, he was retorted with "Xu Si won't let me tell you."
After such a long period of digestion, it is obvious that it is understood that this is a good thing, and it can operate on its own without the influence of one's own thoughts.
At this time, everyone couldn't help but wonder if this was the company's investment in him, or another guarantee for him to successfully win the leadership of Luo Tian Dajiao.
No matter what it is, I have taken advantage of it again, and it is indeed of great help to me.
This is almost like a practicing idle baby. He can practice Qi by himself even when eating and sleeping, and his strength has also improved rapidly during this period.
Maybe when the time comes for the Luo Tian Dajiao, I can really win the championship with my own strength...
Chen Meng is a martial arts master who is proficient in the Eighteen-Way Tan Kung Fu, so most of his kung fu is on those two legs, which are extremely explosive.
When he saw that the opponent had readjusted and kicked off his feet, his whole body shot out like a cannonball. His body rose into the air and his feet kicked out in succession. The attacks were like a storm, constantly hitting Zhang Chulan.
Zhang Chulan, on the other hand, evaded flexibly while constantly launching counterattacks at Chen Meng.
The figures of the two people moved quickly on the grass, and their moves continued like flowing water.
Zhang Chulan's golden light kept flashing and twisting and wandering, and his body seemed to turn into a golden dragon walking on the grass.
Chen Meng, on the other hand, was like a fierce tiger, sweeping back and forth with his legs flexibly, constantly exerting pressure on Zhang Chulan.
Zhang Chulan used his agility to maximize his advantage and continued to attack Chen Meng fiercely.
After resting at this time, the momentum became fierce, and the offensive became extremely fierce. However, such a fierce offensive could not last long and collapsed.
In comparison, Chen Meng was far more experienced in combat. He used light skills and leg skills to defend against Zhang Chulan's attacks, and launched a counterattack at the appropriate time.
His kicks are very accurate, and every kick he kicks is very powerful, able to neutralize Zhang Chulan's attack.
After the two sides exchanged no more than ten moves, Zhang Chulan's attack speed became slower and slower, and his breathing became more and more rapid.
This time, Chen Meng's kicks became even more powerful. Each kick was as fast as a ray of light, attacking directly at Zhang Chulan's exposed flaw.
Although Zhang Chulan tried hard to dodge, he still could not avoid Chen Meng's attack.
At the last moment, he couldn't escape, and was hit by Chen Meng's leg and flew backwards. The golden light on his body could no longer be maintained and it shattered. He fell to the ground with a look of exhaustion and helplessness.
"Brother Chen, I surrender, I really surrender." Zhang Chulan waved his hand and raised his hands in desperation to surrender, knowing that this was his limit.
Sure enough, you still shouldn't expand too much, I'm still far from it...
But Chen Meng did not continue to pursue the opponent after he landed, knowing that this guy had indeed reached his limit.
He already knew the strength of this so-called successor of the Eight Wonders of the Arts very clearly, that is to say, it seemed that the rumors were just rumors and could not be taken seriously.
But after waiting for so many days, I finally got the other one back. I was a little regretful that I couldn't meet him before, but I don't want to miss it again this time.
"I said, brother over there, you seem to have been watching for a long time, why don't you come over and practice with me for a while?"
Chen Meng didn't have a drop of sweat on his head at this time. It was just too easy for him to deal with Zhang Chulan.
At this time, he couldn't help but turn his eyes to Xu Fu, who was eating melon, and couldn't help but said, "I heard that you are now the number one in Jinmen. I would like to learn from you."
"Ah?" Xu Fu was stunned for a moment. He was chatting and eating melon, and he didn't expect this to happen suddenly.
Why do you accidentally injure passers-by when you fight? And when did I become the number one in Tianjin?
(End of chapter)
