Urban red envelope system

Chapter 119 Ring (2600 votes, 3 more)
With a wave of their hands, everyone rushed to the side hall with a roar.

"dad!"

"dad!"

"dad!"

Seven or eight people surrounded a young man who was younger than them, with drunken eyes, and he called daddy graciously!
This scene really refreshed the three views of these old men!
I told you to fight for wine with others, but in the end, you got an extra dad out of thin air!
Seven or eight people can't drink one Li Hao, it's a shame, right?
The faces of all the martial arts masters were ashen, wishing to throw their sons back into the furnace and remake them.

Eighteen martial arts schools besieged Tong's martial arts school, and before they started fighting, they lost their crotch in the first battle!
This is no longer a slap in the face, this is simply putting your face on someone's feet and letting them step on it casually!
"Take them back quickly!"

All the museum owners waved their hands depressedly, and asked their servants to take these drunken guys back.

After drinking it, let alone calling him dad, maybe even calling him grandpa, wouldn't they be a generation younger than Li Hao?
Guo Liang looked at Tong Xiuwu with displeasure: "Master Tong, isn't this a little too much?"

Guo's Martial Arts and Tong's Martial Arts are a battle of martial arts, but you rely on drinking and let people call you Dad. Doesn't this mean that the eighteen martial arts in the future will be lower than your Tong's Martial Arts?
Tong Xiuwu just glanced at it and understood what happened.

Shaking his head, Tong Xiuwu said: "Mr. Guo, this is a matter for the juniors, we adults, please don't join us!"

One sentence blocked back, so that Guo Liang almost didn't explode!
"If your daughter calls my son's father, will you join us? Stop saying such sarcastic remarks!"

Tong Xiuwu said with a smile: "Everyone, it seems that today I, Tong Xiuwu, are also blessed with a lot of grandchildren."

Li Hao can be regarded as the son-in-law of the family, and the son-in-law can be called the son-in-law, and these, aren't they their grandsons?
The faces of all the martial arts masters became ugly.

Damn, it's not a family, don't enter a family!
Tong Xiuwu, an old fellow, speaks even worse!
Guo Liang, the owner of Guo's martial arts gym, couldn't bear it any longer: "Mr. Tong, I am here today from eighteen martial arts gyms. On the one hand, I am here to celebrate your old birthday. On the other hand, I am also here to challenge you! Please enlighten me, Elder Tong!"

See you in the picture!
Naturally, I just listened to what was said in the previous scene.

Eighteen martial arts schools came here with malicious intentions.

Although Li Hao severely slapped their son's face in terms of drinking capacity, this method only angered everyone and made them tear up their faces!
What's more, Li Hao won the wine fight and fell into their trap.

"Good calculation!"

Tong Xiuwu said angrily: "You let the junior get Li Hao drunk first, and then you challenge my Tong's Martial Arts School, it's really a trick!"

It is true that alcohol will greatly affect the strength of warriors. Although Li Hao got seven or eight people drunk by himself and greatly improved his face, he also fell into their trap!
Even if Li Hao is a master of dark energy in the early stage as rumored, but under the influence of alcohol, he can display [-]% of his strength, which is not bad.

Guo Liang sneered and said: "So what, I just want to ask, today I, Guo Liang, together with the masters of eighteen martial arts gyms, come to smash your Tong's martial arts hall, do you dare to accept it!"

"If you don't dare, give up the sign of Hangzhou's No. [-] Martial Arts Hall as soon as possible, and it will save us from fighting each other, which is too troublesome!"

The words made Tong Xiuwu [-] years old, and he couldn't help but feel blood rushing up, wishing he could slap these people to death!
Indeed, the eighteen martial arts gyms have already sent out battle invitations before, and they came to challenge in the name of birthday celebrations.

If you don't answer, I'm afraid it will be publicized, and the reputation of Tong's Martial Arts for cowardice and avoidance will be indispensable.

Resisting his anger, Tong Xiuwu quickly made a decision with a wave of his hand: "Come here, prepare the venue, I want to compete with Pavilion Master Guo!"

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For those who open a martial arts gym, it is very simple to prepare a venue.

The confrontation between several big martial arts halls naturally attracted the attention of many people present.

Especially Tong's martial arts gym and Yang's martial arts gym, the two martial arts gyms have always been the top-ranked martial arts gyms in Kyoto, and Tong Xiuwu and Yang Desheng are both masters of dark energy. Expect less!
On the ring stage, Yang Desheng clasped his fists and said, "Mr. Tong, our eighteen martial arts gyms are here to challenge, and we can't bully the few with more, so the rules of this martial arts competition should be simpler, how about it?"

"What rule?" Tong Xiuwu said coldly.

Yang Desheng nodded: "It's very simple, each of us has three people, and we will compete in the ring, and we will win two out of three games!"

Although it seems very fair, in fact, it is still a severe challenge for Tong's Martial Arts.

A master of Anjin is equivalent to the foundation-building stage of the world of cultivating immortals. Regardless of the abundance of talents in the major martial arts gyms, it is already the limit for the owner of each martial arts gym to break through to Anjin.

Even some martial arts gyms don't even have a master of dark energy!
In Tong's Martial Arts School, Mr. Tong has reached the middle stage of dark energy. If Li Hao is added, there are at most two people. That is to say, in the first two rounds, no matter what, you can't lose!
As long as you lose one game, it is equivalent to failure!
After all, although there are few masters of Anjin, it is still very easy to find three of the eighteen martial arts gyms.

"it is good!"

Mr. Tong didn't have any objections, and said, "The first match, I'll go first!"

Mr. Tong is a master in the middle stage of Anjin, and he fights steadily. It is likely that none of the masters of the eighteen martial arts gyms can defeat him.

I saw Tong Xiuwu standing on the stage, showing his grandeur as a master.

On the other side, Yang Desheng also said in a cold voice: "Alright, Mr. Tong, we are old rivals. Let me, Yang Desheng, fight this battle!"

On the arena, a figure stood upright. Although it was not tall, it exuded a fierce aura all over its body!
Tai Chi vs Wing Chun!
Both of them are masters of dark power. At this level, they are already masters of a generation. Both of them used their own boxing skills, and every move and style was full of fierceness!
The onlookers suddenly felt an extremely domineering momentum oppressing him, which made him feel as if he was about to suffocate!
"You have also reached the middle stage of dark energy!"

After dozens of rounds of fighting, the figures of the two sides separated, and Mr. Tong's face was ugly, and he spoke.

After all, he is eighty years old. Although his realm has a mid-stage dark energy, his combat effectiveness may not be able to keep up.

If Yang Desheng is only in the early stage of dark energy, then he can easily solve it.

But he is also in the middle stage of dark energy, and Yang Desheng is younger than him. He can play a dozen in the early stage, but if he continues, he must suffer!
Yang Desheng laughed loudly: "That's right, old man, talented people come out from generation to generation, each leading the way for decades, you old man, it's time to come down!"

(End of this chapter)