"I don't believe it. I don't believe it."

Lin Fan's words, like a sharp knife, directly pierced his world outlook.

The world outlook formed by the experience of the past five years has been destroyed incisively and vividly at this moment.

Muscle men know these martial arts, are hard to beat the Chinese martial arts get. He spent a lot of time and effort on every kind of martial arts. Now he was told that it was all wrong?

How can he not collapse? Why not crazy?

Under the madness, all kinds of ideas come up in my mind.

Eagle Claw skill, Mantis Fist, cinnabar palm

All kinds of Chinese martial arts were used by muscle men at one time. They all went to Lin fan to greet him.

Die for me, Fanlin.

Lin fan, look at my Eagle Claw skill.

Lin fan, look at my Mantis Fist.

Lin fan, look at my cinnabar palm.

Lin fan

Every roar comes out continuously, muscle man bombards Lin Fan crazily.

In his eyes, Lin fan must die, and Lin fan must die under his Chinese martial arts.

It was just that the facts were slapping him in the face.

The eagle claw skill was broken by the same move.

Mantis Boxing, defeated by the same trick.

Cinnabar palm, knocked down by the same trick.

……

Defeated one by one, the muscle man's heart is also constantly sinking again and again.

His outlook on life began to crumble and the ground was crumbling.

Why, why?

Bang!

With the loud slap in the face, the muscular man was whipped away and fell heavily on the ground with a mouthful of blood gushing out of his mouth.

Crazy state, is also a lot of wake up.

"Little master, you go. If you go on like this, you will be possessed."

Looking at the muscle man from a commanding position, Lin Fan said, "your martial road is wrong. Go back and take good care of it."

Wu Dao is wrong!

As if a hammer hit the heart hard, the muscle man's mouth is ejected a mouthful of blood.

Also because of this blood, let him recover Qingming.

When I look at Lin fan again, I don't have the arrogance just now. Some are just calm after being angry.

"Lin fan, I lost. I lost completely."

Looking at Lin fan, the muscle man said to himself, "you are right. My martial art was wrong at the beginning. I should not be so eager for quick success and instant benefits. I should always be consistent."

Whoa!

The crowd who watched the battle roared and looked at the muscle men who gave up.

Muscle men from the beginning to the present, the performance of their strong tongue, shaking their nerves.

A foreigner knows so much Chinese martial arts, and each one is very skillful.

This spirit makes them feel inferior, but also makes them feel crisis.

In addition, what shocked them even more was the strength of Lin fan.

No matter what kind of martial arts the muscle man uses, Lin fan uses the same martial arts to fight back, and even beats the muscle man.

When did such masters appear in Yunhai city?

"Lin fan, I really agree with what you said just now."

The muscle man who got up from the ground spat at the ground: "do you know what the sentence is?"

The essence of his eyes flashed by, and Lin Fan shrugged: "every word I say, you should recognize it, because what I said is right."

"No, no, no, no, I have to admit your strength. With Mingjin's mid-term strength, I can actually defeat my late strength."

Shaking his head, muscle man step by step: "you just said, I should not use these heresy, should use my own Taekwondo."

"I agree with that. I think Lin fan is right."