Chapter 1310

1310 fighting evil spirits

The strength shown by Huang Mao is very strong, and others are secretly surprised at it. [zero ↑ nine △ small ↓ say △ net]

What's the origin of this boy? He has such Kung Fu?

"You are so good at internal boxing."

Liang Guobiao thought carefully and mistakenly thought that this boy was practicing internal Kung Fu.

"Bah, what kind of neijiaquan, Chinese neijiaquan is a joke!"

Huang Mao was rather disdainful, "I'm so big, why haven't I seen any internal boxing? My strength is given by the powerful Meidi technology! Look at your virtue now, just like a lost dog. Let alone internal boxing, even external boxing is like a pig and dog."

"Drafting uncle!"

"Yes, this boy is too arrogant!"

"Open your mouth and shut your country. I really want to kick him to death!"

Naturally, there was a lot of scolding around. Everyone wanted to teach the boy himself, but he knew that he was not his opponent.

"Although I only know the rudimentary Kung Fu of foreign boxing, I am also willing to ask your excellency for advice."

Liang Guobiao still maintained his master attitude, and Li Fan couldn't help but want to praise him. Although this liang Guobiao is not an internal master, it has already had a model of an internal master in realm. Such bearing is really rare.

"It's hypocritical. Come up if you want to fight. I've seen too much of your Chinese face."

Huang Mao curled his lips and seemed to disdain Liang Guobiao.

"That would be rude."

Liang Guobiao said, and the whole person kicked up directly from the stage, like a real dragon out of the water, straight to Huang Mao.

Good Kung Fu!

Li Fan was a little surprised. Indeed, he couldn't underestimate the world's martial arts. The real dragon's fast legs are really excellent!

Unfortunately, Liang Guobiao doesn't know his internal boxing, otherwise as long as he practices some internal force Kung Fu, he can be as powerful as a tiger!

Liang Guobiao wrote that the real dragon came out of the water and went straight to Huang Mao. Huang Mao didn't know these subtle moves. He didn't know how to guard against them. He just stretched out his arms and stood in front of him. Although Liang Guobiao didn't understand internal power, his legs were exquisite and domineering. With a kick of his legs, he kicked the yellow hair middle door wide open, his arms hung to one side, and he also took a step backwards.

Huang Mao was surprised, and Liang Guobiao was trained as a real dragon's fast leg. There was a word "fast" in the name!

Before Huang Mao reacted, Liang Guobiao spun his body and kicked three feet in a row, Dangdang Dang on Huang Mao's chest.

Huang Mao was kicked back and forth, and his mouth spat out bitter water.

"Good!"

"Boss Liang played beautifully!"

Everyone applauded, and even Li Fan couldn't help nodding. The Kung Fu on Liang Guobiao's leg was really excellent. That yellow hair has gene enhancement, and it may also be implanted with enhancement chips. But he kicked the other side without fighting back, which is really admirable.

"Yes, I was a little careless just now. Don't be too arrogant!"

Liang Guobiao's exquisite leg technique, but in exchange for Huang Mao's scolding, "your grandpa, I'll let you, don't be too cheeky!"

"Who is cheeky?"

"Are you shameless!"

The crowd shouted and scolded repeatedly, "it's shameless!"

"Fart! A bunch of stupid pigs in your country!"

Huang Mao was furious. He kicked forward fiercely, trying to kick Liang Guobiao out of the arena. But Liang Guobiao's Kung Fu is superb. He knows what he wants to do when he looks at Huang Mao's shoulder. Huang Mao just moved, Liang Guobiao followed to the side, and let Huang Mao kick in the air!

"Hey?"

Huang Mao was surprised, but before he reacted, a shawl of Liang Guobiao had knocked on the top of his head.

When!

This solid foot kicked yellow hair, and the whole person was a little silly. Poop, he knelt down on the challenge arena.

"Good fight!"

"Boss Liang, well done!"

"Too happy!"

The crowd cheered repeatedly and was extremely happy.

"Play well, relieve your anger!"

Song Ying couldn't help clapping her hands and praising her. She was also annoyed by this yellow hair in her heart.

The yellow hair covered his head and lay on the ground, convulsing all over.

"Friend, are you okay?"

Liang Guobiao worried about Huang Mao's body. He came forward and bent down to check.

At this time, Huang Mao suddenly burst up and directly punched Liang Guobiao on the lower abdomen. Liang Guobiao was beaten upside down, his body bent into a shrimp in the air, and then fell heavily to the ground.

Huang Mao made up his foot, kicked Liang Guobiao out in midair and fell to the ground.

Liang Guobiao spit out a mouthful of blood, which is obviously an internal injury, and the injury is not light.

"Wretch!"

"Boss Liang!"

Everyone was shocked, worried about the injury of boss Liang, and scolded Huang Mao.

Several people came up to take Liang Guobiao down, but Huang Mao kicked them down under the challenge arena.

"Do a bunch of silly people think they can defeat me?"

Huang Mao continued to shout, "look at your hypocritical faces! One by one, call JB, have the ability to play with grandpa! I'll stand here and see who can take this guy!"

"I can't help it!"

Song Ying said, about to go to the arena, and Li Fan pressed her shoulder.

"Forget it, that man is not a martial artist. You don't need to fight him."

"What about brother liang?"

"Leave it to me."

Li Fan said, a little under his feet, the whole person suddenly got up, rolled over and fell on the challenge arena.

"Who?"

Huang Mao frowned when he saw Li Fan. And the spectators around were also dumbfounded. How did this boy jump into the challenge arena, and his lightness skill failed?

"You don't care who I am."

Li Fan looked at Huang Mao coldly. "I just passed by, but I heard you despise Chinese martial arts. Come on, I'll play with you."

"Oh? What school is your boy?"

Huang Mao looked up and down at Li Fan.

"No door, no school, just play."

Li Fan said, posing a starting position of Taijiquan.

Everyone in the audience is surprised.

"Taijiquan?"

"It's really Taijiquan!"

"What's the use of this... Exercise?"

Huang Mao squinted at Li Fan, "do you come up to do aerobics?"

"Chinese Wushu is broad and profound. This Tai Chi was also created by Master Zhang Sanfeng. How can you know its power, which is inferior to that of pigs and dogs?"

"Shit, you scold a person and are still literate."

Huang Mao suddenly became angry, "it seems that you want to die!"

"Come."

Li Fan waved to Huang Mao.

"You want to die!"

Huang Mao kicked Liang Guobiao, with great strength, like kicking a stone, and hit Li Fan.

This move is really insidious and cruel, but Li Fan just stretches out his right hand and hits Liang Guobiao.

Liang Guobiao's body was slowed down directly, and then slowly fell to Li Fan's side and was caught by him.

"Brothers below, catch your Lord Liang."

Li Fan threw down, and several big men caught Liang Guobiao.

"What tricks are you playing! Come down here, too!"

Huang Mao punched Li Fan in the face.