The man from Zanghai glanced at Meng Sihai, disapprovingly, and only looked at his disciples.
Immediately, a disciple stood up and jumped to the empty space that had just been moved.
"Mighty Boxing Gym Meng Sihai, please give me some advice!"
Here, although Meng Sihai was furious, he still followed the etiquette of the world and hugged the Kunlun disciple.
"Easy to say, easy to say!"
This disciple was only in his twenties, with a dark face, a short stature, and a pair of big eyes. When he looked at Meng Sihai, he looked a little bit frivolous.
But as soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly moved. Before Meng Sihai could react, he made two "snap" sounds and slapped Meng Sihai twice.
This turn of events shocked everyone present.
First, I was shocked that this person did not follow martial ethics and would fight without declaring it. Second, I was shocked that this person was so quick to strike. It turned out that the person who came was evil.
Meng Sihai's face turned red instantly, and the clear slap marks were very dazzling.
"Seniors can be killed, but not humiliated!"
He waved his fists and rushed towards the Kunlun disciple.
The Kunlun disciple smiled slightly and didn't let him go. He went up to confront him.
Bang bang bang!
After three punches, there was a clicking sound. Meng Sihai's wrist dropped down and he could no longer lift it up. It was obvious that it was broken.
However, the Kunlun disciple had no intention of stopping and punched him again. Meng Sihai could no longer avoid it.
"If you have to spare others, spare them!"
A gray shadow left the table like lightning, stretched out a palm, and received the Kunlun disciple's punch.
Although this punch was powerful enough, it was like a mud cow falling into the sea, and was turned into nothingness by the palm of the hand.
The Kunlun disciple wanted to withdraw his fist and strike again, but his fist was held tightly by the attacker and he couldn't pull it out.
"This is what it looks like!"
The Zanghai people looked at the visitor with a sinister smile.
As soon as he finished speaking, another disciple next to him flew into the arena. Without saying much, he struck the person with a palm.
The force of the wind from his palm was far stronger than the punch just now. The person who came had a look on his face and withdrew his palm to meet him.
boom!
There was a sound, and the two of them took a few steps away, glaring at each other angrily.
"Elder Sun, good fight!"
At this time, the Chang'an martial arts people who were watching, no one knew who it was, shouted "Hello" loudly.
It turned out that the person who had just rushed to save Meng Sihai was none other than Elder Sun, one of the three elders of the Chang'an Beggar Clan.
When Elder Sun heard the cheers, his expression turned bright and he clasped his fists.
"Sun didn't intend to compete with each other, he just wanted to compete with each other and stop at the point, so why must he kill?"
These words were spoken to the people of Zanghai. In terms of seniority in the martial arts world, the two of them should be almost the same. Therefore, Elder Sun stands tall, neither humble nor arrogant.
People in Zanghai still know a bit of shame. When Elder Sun said this, he had nothing to say.
On the other hand, the disciple who came after him was still arrogant.
"Competing with each other will result in casualties. If your skills are not as good as others, what else can you say!"
These words are really strong words.
When Elder Sun heard this, he sneered and shook his head. How is this kind of behavior different from evil heretics? So, not wanting to talk to him anymore, he turned around and prepared to go back to his seat.
But when he turned around, a strong wind was already blowing behind him.
"mean!"
"Watch your back!"
At this moment, the heroes from Chang'an Wulin quickly screamed and reminded.
What a great Elder Sun!
Just as the punch hit his back, he suddenly made a strange move and fell straight down, cleverly dodging the punch. Then, he rolled again and avoided the next attack from the Kunlun disciple.
Long Wu and Fu Canglang couldn't help but frown.
Why is it that a great sect of this generation is so ignorant of martial ethics? It seems that there is no need to stretch your muscles today.
