The citizens set out a large open space and king stood opposite Ronnie.

Ronnie said coldly, "this friend, Ronnie, the curator of Songtao Road Museum, has practiced fighting flow for 23 years and luckily reached the Ninth Section of fighting flow. He is the director of J City branch of Martial Arts Association. I don't know what his friend comes from? Where do you study? What school of Kung Fu did you learn? "

"Me?"

King considered the words and said slowly, "I have no school. I learned a martial arts called Taiji by chance. At present, I am a class C hero listed in the hero Association."

Yes, King has indeed become a class C hero. Yesterday, when the three returned to the Association branch with Kiro, the girl in yellow became a class C hero, and the performance of glasses was already qualified, so he was exceptionally promoted to a class B hero, and King... He took the initiative to ask Sikh to help register a new hero title - class C hero masked superman.

"Class C hero? Ha ha, do class C heroes dare to laugh at master Ronnie's martial arts? "

"The heroes of the hero association are becoming more and more ignorant of heaven and earth."

"Master Ronnie, teach him a lesson and let him know that he can't be reckless if he becomes a professional hero."

When the citizens heard that king was a class C hero, they laughed. The meaning of ridicule was obvious.

"Huang Yi, what should I do now?" Glasses looked anxiously at King and Ronnie in the field, "masked strength may be good, but it can't beat master Ronnie!"

"I'm also trying to find a way... Or let him be masked... Alas, I knew I wouldn't force him to come." Huang Yi was very upset. He didn't want to come here. If he didn't pull the mask, such an unpleasant thing would never happen.

Glasses reluctantly said, "we can only act according to the circumstances."

On the court.

Ronnie looked at King suspiciously, "Tai Chi? Which school of martial arts is this? I have practiced martial arts for more than 20 years, and all the slightly famous schools in the world have been kept in mind. However, I have never heard of any school that has Taiji as a martial arts. My friend, won't you deceive me? "

"How? I don't know much about this set of martial arts, so it's normal for you not to know it. " King shook his head and denied that Tai Chi was a boxing technique that he played when he was bored exercising in Banggu Taoist field. He was occasionally learned by Wu Chi. Now Wu Chi has been imprisoned, and Banggu can't spread it everywhere, so few people really know Tai Chi.

"Nonsense, all the boxing and martial arts in the world are registered in the martial arts association, and as a director of the martial arts association of J City, I can check martial arts everywhere. However, I have never seen a martial arts called 'Taiji'. My friend, you come to play martial arts and have a guilty conscience. Do you deliberately hide your martial arts name in order not to expose your school?"

Ronnie looked at King awkwardly.

"... well, I'll show you some tricks. I'm sure you won't know."

King posed and leisurely played his slow old man Taijiquan. His left and right hands made a turtle like circle and slowly stretched back. The slow pace made his face black.

"This is... Masked boxing?" Glasses stared at King's unusual boxing.

"You don't think masked is really an old man, do you? He is slow in everything he does. He is slow on his way. Now he is also slow in boxing. He seems to be a slow old man. "

The girl in yellow doubts King's real age very much. From tracking down Kiro's trace yesterday to going to the appointment today, King has been walking slowly, and now he is boxing slowly. It's the posture of the little old man.

"Oh, look, it's called wild horse dividing mane..."

King's feet slowly stepped forward and his fist pushed forward.

"And it's called..."

"Enough!" Ronnie's eyes flashed fiercely and his face was cold. "Friend, is it fun to play with us?"

"No, I'm really boxing." King said seriously.

Ronnie snorted coldly, "are you martial arts? Your boxing is not as good as high school broadcast gymnastics. Since you don't want to expose your genre, see the real chapter at hand. I don't believe you can hide your clumsiness in a critical time. I'll reveal your true face at that time. "

“……”

King shrugged his shoulders. Well, if you don't believe it, don't believe it! However, if I fight, I certainly can't use Tai Chi, because you're right. My Tai Chi is not even as good as broadcast gymnastics.

"Friend, come out!"

Ronnie stood steadily on the floor with his feet spread apart. His left hand protruded from his chest in the posture of a hand knife, his right hand squeezed into a fist and shrunk at his waist. He stared at King with his breath held. He slowly stepped with king as the center, looking for an opportunity to defeat the enemy.

Bang!

However, king and Ronnie had not yet fought, and an explosion suddenly sounded at the gate of Songtao Road Museum.

"Huh?"

Everyone looked at the gate of the Taoist hall in amazement. They saw that the gate had already been torn apart, and the remaining fragments were unable to squeak and shake.

Is this another door-to-door kick?

The same idea rose in the minds of the citizens at the same time.

"Where's Ronnie? Wu Chi came to visit! Ask Ronnie to come for a moment. "

A heavy sound floated in.

"Wu Chi?"

Ronnie was surprised. "Isn't this guy locked up in stinky prison?" As a director of the martial arts association, he has a thunderous reputation for Wu Chi. When Wu Chi was raging, he once defeated several real martial arts masters and masters. Unexpectedly, Wu Chi came to the door in person.

"Oh, here comes the real kicker."

King sneered. The purpose of Wu Chi's escape was to find someone to compete with. He probably wanted to test his martial arts achievements during this period of time.

Seeing that no one had noticed him, he slowly withdrew to the yellow girl and glasses to see the play.

At the gate of Songtao road hall, a figure appeared. Wu Chi was wearing a prison suit and heavy foot cuffs on his ankles. The iron ball on the foot cuffs weighed dozens of kilograms. However, for Wu Chi, it was as light as nothing, which did not hinder his walking. It was just that he dragged the iron ball and made a hissing friction sound during walking.

"Is he... Stronger?"

King looked at Wu Chi. Today's Wu Chi has completely lost his sharp edge in the past, and has become a return to nature, like a sharp blade in a sheath. His appearance is ordinary. However, the sixth sense of Ashura Unicorn fairy in him can keenly feel the powerful momentum contained in Wu Chi, such as a raging wave. In a moment, he can trigger a huge tsunami and devour everything in front of him.

Glasses looked at Wu Chi curiously and asked, "who is this man? It looks like a fugitive. " Wuchi is very famous in the martial arts field, but it is not very famous among the people.

The girl in yellow stared at Wu Chi and said seriously, "his name is Wu taidou, nicknamed Wu Chi. He was once A-level reward offender. In the past few years, he has defeated several leading martial arts masters. He is a criminal with high martial arts talent. About a month ago, he went to Z city to challenge the silver fangs of class s heroes. He finally failed miserably and willingly surrendered himself to prison, I thought this scum of the martial arts world would never come out to harm the martial arts world again. Unexpectedly, he escaped from prison today. "

"This man... So strong!?"

The glasses take a breath of air-conditioning, and dare to challenge the cruel role of Silver Fangs!

King smiled, hiding his merit and fame.