Chuanwu: Going back to the village to show off?I add some martial arts to become a saint

In such a long word, they only remembered the words of promoting economic development.

Some people expressed their support, while others opposed it, thinking that Dr. Zheng should be included in the ancestral hall of Xiheidui Village.

And Lin Qing looked at the four of them with increasingly cold expressions.

He finally understood the reason why the other party ran over.

This is to use Dr. Zheng's ashes to promote Zheng's Bajiquan.

You know, Dr. Zheng is the Baji master, and his personal experience is also full of legends. If it is publicized, it can even be broadcast on the network.

When the time comes to pick it up and hold a funeral, the media will add fuel to the hype, which will definitely cause quite a stir.

There is a semi-sacred master under the sect. After this operation, they have gained both fame and fortune in Zheng's Bajiquan, and the position of the president of the association has been secured.

Taking a step back, even if they really wanted to justify Dr. Zheng's name, why did they go so early?

Why do you have to wait for someone to die before running here hypocritically?

Because the dead are more representative and easier to deify than the living.

This is true whether it is the literary world or the entertainment circle.

The opponent's abacus almost hit Lin Qing's face.

How could this group of people look like martial arts practitioners?They are businessmen who only have interests in their eyes!

"I'm sorry, everyone, please go back." Lin Qing said coldly: "The dead are the most important. Dr. Zheng said that his ashes will be scattered in the back mountain, so I can't go back with you."

"Besides, Dr. Zheng is a solitary man. After he succeeds in revenge, he will have nothing to do with you Zheng Baji. This is also the rule of the martial arts circle."

He would never allow Dr. Zheng's remains to be consumed by these businessmen.

Hearing this, Zheng Wan's expression changed.

This kid named Lin Qing is not so easy to deceive, he even knows the way of walking alone.

"That's right, Doctor Zheng has been kind to us, and we must not forget our roots!"

"My nephew Lin is right. Hurry up and leave. We don't welcome you in our village. Dr. Zheng saved our lives. Is money important?!"

"That's right, I don't care what you say, the old man has been in our village for half his life, and we have already treated him as a family!"

For a moment, the vacillating villagers also reacted and drove the four of them away.

Zheng Wan's knuckles turned white, her face was ugly, and her brain was thinking about countermeasures.

However, He Qingquan beside him finally couldn't suppress the fire.

"Wanwan, can you tell this group of people who have never seen the world what they understand? Just take it and leave!"

He Qingquan strode to the coffin, and grabbed the urn placed on it.

However, before he touched it, he suddenly felt like a thorn in his back, and when he turned his head, he found that Lin Qing had appeared in front of him at some point.

He Qingquan was overjoyed, and was thinking about how to teach the bumpkin a lesson, but he didn't expect the other party to come to his door.

He quickly reached out his hands and grabbed Lin Qing's wrist and arm socket respectively!

This move is the unique cross-grasping of He's Taiji. If an ordinary person is caught, a little force on the arm will be disabled.

However, Lin Qing didn't even look at him, his dark energy exploded, his fascia bulged, and he shook slightly.

Then he played a freehand shot of Qinglong Exploring the Sea.

He Qingquan's complexion changed drastically, he felt an incomparably terrifying penetrating force that made his arms numb, he barely blocked Lin Qing's blow, his body burst back several meters, and he fell to the ground.

"Zhao Fort Tai Chi?!"

He widened his eyes and exclaimed in disbelief.

No matter how I think about it, this country bumpkin is actually a master of martial arts who can use dark energy!

"He's Tai Chi? That can be regarded as a branch of Zhao Fort."

Lin Qing wiped his hands, looked coldly, and took a step forward:

"Then let me teach you how to write the word rules for your parents."

Chapter 74 Take it easy!

When Lin Qing made a move, the villagers were dumbfounded.

"This, this, young man, don't touch Ci'er, so many of us are watching, but Nephew Lin just gave you a light punch. As for such a big reaction?"

An old man on crutches said quickly.

He Qingquan's nose crooked when he heard this.

After being attacked by a master of dark energy for a while, until now he feels as if ten thousand ants are gnawing at the muscles of his arms, and he is still regarded as a porcelain?

"Uncle Jiang, what kind of eyesight do you have? This kid obviously doesn't look like he came from a show. Look, his hands are still shaking."

"Oh my god, when did Nephew Lin become so powerful?"

"Don't tell me, every day when I get up early to go to the reservoir, Qingzi does morning exercises there."

Villagers, you look at me and I look at you, with great doubts in your eyes?

Can you become a master in martial arts novels by exercising every morning?

"Brother Quan, are you okay?"

Zheng Hao quickly helped He Qingquan up, and then looked at Lin Qing with hostility.

"I didn't expect that there would be people in the circle in this small mountain village. Let me meet you."

He Qingquan was gnashing his teeth in anger, but the strength of the two sides was vastly different, he could only be incompetent and furious, and he didn't dare to look at Lin Qing at all, and ordered:

"Xiaohao, be careful, this wild road is not as simple as it seems."

Zheng Hao nodded at him, took two steps forward, and slowly assumed the posture of Liangyi Zhuang.

"Bajiquan?" Lin Qing put his hands behind his waist, with a calm smile on his face all the time.

"Basic skills are not good enough, move your elbows out an inch."

Hearing this, Zheng Hao's pupils shrank, and his eyes glowed fiercely: "Is it okay, let's try it."

With a loud shout, he rushed towards Lin Qing with an elbow.

The villagers exclaimed, some people had already closed their eyes and dared not look any further.

However, Lin Qing didn't even move his hands behind his back, and turned slightly sideways to hide.

"drink!"

Seeing that the other party didn't even intend to make a move, Zheng Hao became angry, elbowed, kneed, punched, and rushed towards Lin Qing like a storm.

"You have such a weak body, how can you play Baji well?"

Lin Qing turned sideways continuously, each time accurately dodging the opponent's attack.

"Shall I teach you?"

As soon as the words fell, he let out a low shout, took a step forward, and stepped heavily on Zheng Hao's feet with his right heel.

Stomp Kyushu!

"what!!!"

With a shrill scream, Zheng Hao fell heavily to the ground, clutching his deformed brand-name shoes in pain.

This kick will at least result in a broken toe, and I'm afraid he will have to lie on the hospital bed for half a year.

The air in the mourning hall was almost frozen.

No one could have imagined that this Lin Qing could solve the two martial arts practitioners without any effort.

Just looking at Zheng Hao's face covered in cold sweat and his body trembling, he could feel the pain.

"Fuber!"

Seeing her younger brother curled up on the ground in pain, Zheng Wan felt a pain in her heart, and looked at the middle-aged man who had been silent since entering the room.

Uncle Fu's eyes were very cold, and he stared at Lin Qing intently: "Little brother, where did you learn Bajiquan?"

Lin Qing hooked his feet and kicked Zheng Hao over, then pointed to himself: "Did you just call me little brother?"

"if not?"

Fu Bo narrowed his eyes slightly, and the cold light in his eyes made the temperature of the room drop a bit.

As a senior of Zheng's family, he could see from the very beginning that Lin Qing was a master of dark energy, and his intention of not making a move was to frustrate the spirit of these two juniors, and let them know what it means to be beyond others and beyond the sky.

But when he saw Lin Qing's classic Baji Zhenjiao, Fu Bo couldn't sit still.

Zheng's eight-pole lineage is only passed on internally and not externally. The juniors in the family have learned boxing since they were young.

It is unacceptable for him to see a man with a foreign surname learn Zheng Baji.

"Who is your little brother?"

Lin Qing sneered: "I'm also half of Dr. Zheng's apprentice. Aren't you going to accept Dr. Zheng to recognize your ancestors?"

He glanced at Zheng Wan and the others, and said word by word: "According to the rules, it's okay to call me Master Uncle?"

As soon as the words came out, some villagers couldn't hold back their laughter.

Among these four people, the youngest was about the same age as Lin Qing, and Uncle Fu seemed to be in his 40s, if he called Lin Qing his uncle, the scene would be ridiculous.

Forbe's expression was stiff, as ugly as if he had eaten a fly.

What Lin Qing said was true, if they tore up the Lonely Way and took Dr. Zheng back, Lin Qing would really become their master uncle according to their seniority.

"Young man, I admit that you have some talent, but you don't understand the weight of our Northern Martial Arts Association. It's better to get to know each other quickly, and don't use your mantis as a cart."

"Hit if you want to fight, don't force if you don't want to fight."

Lin Qing, who was always kind, was really angry.

Dr. Zheng has passed away, this group of people will not spare even the ashes, and want to spend some money, they are simply animals.

Secondly, he finally understood the reason why Chuanwu was declining day by day.

Just these two stinky fish and rotten shrimps whose bodies have been hollowed out by wine and sex are worthy of being called warriors, it is simply a joke in the world.

Uncle Fu's face was livid, knowing that it would be useless to talk too much, he put on a gesture like Erlang Danshan: "Zheng's Baji, Zheng Quanfu."

It has to be said that Fu Bo still has a bit of foundation.

At least in terms of momentum, if he dared to put on Erlang Danshan, he would not lose.

Lin Qing hooked his fingers and said casually, "Your master uncle, Lin Qing."

"court death!"

Hearing this, Uncle Fu's eyes were full of murderous intent, and he made a killing move. He raised his hand and punched Lin Qing's head with an uppercut.

Looking at the fist coming towards the wind, Lin Qing just raised his hand slightly, and that ingenious position immediately dispelled the opponent's subsequent attack.

Then he transformed his fist into a palm, stepped on the Nine Palaces, and cut across the opponent's neck.

Lin Qing could tell from this short fight that the opponent would use dark energy, but it was still far from full-body dark energy.

After finally coming across an experience pack, he planned to try to combine several boxing techniques together.

"Baguazhang?!"

Fu Bo didn't expect the other party to do this again, and subconsciously took half a step back.

Bajiquan, which is mainly based on close-fitting bunts, will suffer a little when facing the strong attack from the side door and the quick-footed Baguazhang.

It was also this subconscious step back half a step that opened up space for Lin Qing.

I saw that he first used the vajra inverted cone with a cannonball, and the fascia tensed instantly, like a spring that was about to burst at any time.

Then he took a light step, and under the blessing of the dark energy all over his body, the door-opening cannon blasted out head-on.

Became a cannonball again? !

Uncle Fu's face changed drastically, he knew that even if he countered this punch with a dark force, it would be absolutely unacceptable.

In desperation, he had no choice but to step on his feet and avoid the blow.

However, Lin Qing seemed to have expected it a long time ago. With a change of move, Shuangfeng pierced his ears and slapped him on the temple.