Peerless prodigal system

There was a dull sound of fist to flesh.

Well……

After being punched by this punch, Pang Dahai immediately let out a muffled snort.

His widened eyeballs were about to burst, and his body was bent into a bow shape. His expression was very painful, as if his stomach had been hit by a hammer.

He gritted his teeth and looked at Wu Liang, very puzzled.

This guy seems to have some troubles, but I actually feel such pain. He has no reason to be better than me with his pretty face. Could it be the reason why I feel unwell today?

No matter what, you can't make a fool of yourself in front of the disciples and the audience, otherwise the plan to recruit new disciples will be ruined.

Pang Dahai secretly said in his heart.

The audience around were all laymen, including his apprentices, who were also half-hearted. They couldn't see how much he had to pay for bearing Wu Liang's punch.

The slightly embarrassed Pang Dahai, with a cheeky face, whispered into Wu Liang's ear, "My little brother, I'm not feeling well today, so hit me with 50.00% of your strength, otherwise you'll be invincible."

Victory without force?Wu Liang is not from the martial arts world, so he is not restricted by what Pang Dahai said, and he does not have to abide by the rules of the martial arts world.

However, Wu Liang didn't come here to fight, not even to compete.

Two people whose strengths are vastly different are indeed not considered as rivals.

The reason why Wu Liang patiently played with Pang Dahai was because he wanted to test how deep the water was in Huadu's martial arts world.

Pang Dahai hinted again, asking Wu Liang to follow his instructions.

Wu Liang nodded and sighed helplessly in his heart.

It seemed that Pang Dahai was not the person he was looking for.

Wu Liang wants to find a martial arts master to test the depth of the water.

Obviously, the huge sea is still far away.

If Pang Pang Hai really had two tricks, then after Wu Liang punched him the first time, he would definitely realize that Wu Liang had taken a lot of strength off of this punch, and he would not continue to ask Wu Liang to punch him a second time, because it was completely It's death!

Looking at the disciples of Pang Dahai, each of them was obsessed with martial arts, Wu Liang felt a little sad.

In China today, real kung fu is very rare.

The real Chinese martial arts is not about flamboyant fists and embroidered legs. It's just that with the change of the times, the killing methods in martial arts have been gradually abandoned, leaving only the ostentation for exercising and performing.

Of course, there are still some ancient schools and martial arts masters in China, but they rarely show up. They hide very deeply, and they will not show their faces easily if they have to.

This huge sea is not considered a master of martial arts at all, not even at the beginner stage. Although he can chop a brick, it only shows that he knows a little hard qigong, and he has not touched the threshold of martial arts.

If you continue to recruit disciples and teach them martial arts, you will only mislead your disciples.

Moreover, on the surface, it seems that Pang Dahai is promoting martial arts, but he is actually taking this opportunity to recruit disciples so that his martial arts gym can operate.

But looking back, there is nothing wrong with Pang Pang Hai's approach. After all, in the real society, it is all about survival, but it is too ostentatious.

It is necessary to learn a lesson from Pang Dahai.

It's better to use 20.00% of your strength, be forgiving and forgiving!

Wu Liang thought silently in his heart.

The apprentices of Pang Pang Hai looked at Pang Pang Hai who was frowning tightly, and felt that the action just now was not enjoyable, and wanted to continue watching. They didn't understand the true meaning of martial arts at all, and only thought that cool moves were the most mysterious.

Seeing Master Pang Hai stopped, he couldn't wait to watch.

"Master, stop pretending, okay? We want to see the strongest defense, hurry up."

"Yes, yes, Master, don't be modest, none of us could hurt you at all.

It seems that these apprentices still trust Pang Hai very much, and they must have been brainwashed, so that their enthusiasm is now high.

Pang Dahai enjoyed the feeling of being praised by others. He adjusted his mood and said to everyone: "Well, just now, I want to try this little brother's strength. Now the official start, come on!"

As soon as these words came out, the surrounding atmosphere was brought up.

"Fight! Let's fight!"

"It seems that Master Pang is going to show off his power. I guess this little boy's arm is going to be broken!"

"This young man looks too face-to-face. Master Pang, can you find someone who is stronger?"

"Get started, I have to go to work later, hurry up!"

The atmosphere was finally brought up, and Pang Hai was very satisfied. This is what he wanted. It would be even better if a reporter could come to interview and report on it. When the time comes to create some gimmicks, the martial arts business will definitely be very good.

Seeing Pang Hai's confident expression, Wu Liang lightly punched him.

boom!
Pang Pang Hai snorted again this time, his throat sweetened, and a stream of blood gushed up, but he swallowed it back forcibly.

Well, that's right, Pang Dahai forcibly swallowed the rushing blood, his mouth was full of fishy smell, if he opened his mouth at this moment, his mouth would definitely be full of bloody teeth.

Compared with the pain, Pang Dahai still felt weird.

He secretly slandered, surprised in his heart, what the hell is going on, how the fuck could I be beaten to blood by a passerby!

"Master, what's wrong with you? We are still waiting to see you demonstrate the strongest defense."

"Master is pretending to be aggressive. Usually we can't beat Master with sticks, and we can't bleed with bricks. Now it must be the effect of the show!"

"We don't want to see Master pretending to be aggressive. If we don't watch it, Master Zhang should hurry up and show off."

Hearing the disciples shouting loudly, Pang Dahai's face was almost green like leek stuffing.

Nima, these people don't care about his life or death!

Even the passers-by and the audience also booed, everyone was just joining in the fun, and when there was a disturbance, everyone was afraid that the world would not be chaotic.

At this time, Pang Dahai was really in trouble.

He is neither advancing nor retreating.

I have to finish the gun that I made an appointment with tears in my eyes.I pretended to be forced, and even endured the pain to pretend!

Right now, he could only secretly hint at Wu Liang with the cheek.

He whispered in Wu Liang's ear again, "Little brother, I'm really unwell today, so you put in 30.00% of your strength, hurry up and do what I say, or I'll make you look good. "

"Hehe, are you sure you want me to use 30.00% of my strength?" Wu Liang sneered.

"Stop talking nonsense, hurry up." Pang Dahai snorted coldly.

"There are really people who are not afraid of death." Wu Liang smiled lightly, "Okay, I'll send you to the hospital to lie down for a few days and think about life."

Wu Liang felt that it would be better to use [-]% of his strength, it would be bad if he beat Pang Hai to death.

"Are you ready?" Wu Liang smiled calmly.

"Just let the horse come here!" Pang Dahai regained his strength, he didn't believe in the evil, "Everyone must watch carefully, remember every moment, this is the essence of martial arts!"

boom!
Another punch.

"puff!"

Pang Dahai didn't hold back anymore.

He spat out a mouthful of blood, then fell to the ground and moaned in pain.

"Every... everyone, I... I am Pang, today... I am not... not feeling well..."

"Help... help me, call... an ambulance..."