The Magnificent God of War

Can this **** be tolerated?

The arrogance has reached this point, and he will not be ruled out. Isn't the circle of gangs being looked down upon?

"Master, I am coming."

Tan Xing turned his head and took a look. Behind the master of Bajiquan, there was a sturdy figure following him.

It seems that there are almost thirty, and there is a calmness between the eyebrows and eyes.

"Then you go, don't hurt people's lives."

"Yes."

The man responded and walked down.

"My Bajiquan is widely spread, but there are really few people who can really get the essence. I don't know who else can carry forward after I go."

The old master of Bajiquan sighed.

What they fear most is that they have left nothing for future generations after they die.

Especially in the past, those glorious things, very meaningful and valuable things, today, not many people are willing to devote themselves to grinding.

Times have changed, but their original intentions have not changed.

"What we are doing now is to integrate everyone and better protect these traditional Chinese martial arts."

Tan Xing also sighed, "It is inevitable that the social circle will decline, but the martial arts spirit...can't be lost. This is the soul and the root."

Several people sighed.

On the ring, Fang Qiu had already seen his opponent in this round.

"You can not,"

He said directly, "Come up with someone else."

"Can you do it, let's talk about it? Affectionately cover Wudi Ling Er?"

The man opposite, still calm, his tone was neither humble nor overbearing.

In the stands, Brother Gou frowned.

"Brother, can this person do it?"

"Row."

Jiang Ning didn't say much, just a single word.

But what he said, Brother Gou has never doubted.

Jiang Ning said yes, then this master of Bajiquan, I am afraid it is really not easy.

"boom!"

Fang Qiu didn't like nonsense, so he jumped out with a little bit of his feet. This was the first time he took the initiative.

Furious as the wind!

The long fists roared, and the joints crackled like fried soybeans.

With a low growl, he was already close to the man.

But suddenly, Fang Qiu fell through, and there was no one in front of him!

"how is this possible?"

Fang Qiu snorted, without any hesitation, immediately turned around and swept over with his backhand fiercely.

"Snapped!"

The fists of the two people suddenly collided.

At that moment, Fang Qiu's face changed slightly, and he immediately took a few steps back.

The audience was in an uproar!

This is the first time Fang Qiu has stepped back.

"Amazing!"

"too strong!"

"Bajiquan, fierce and domineering!"

...

Everyone around couldn't help but exclaimed.

They all saw that Fang Qiu and two of them were head-to-head, more fierce than anyone else, more overbearing than anyone!

"On dominance, Bajiquan can also be extended from Jidaoquan..."

Jiang Ning squinted his eyes.

He met someone who knew Bajiquan, but he only knew the fur. The original killer organization, in the southeast branch, the old black, learned a little bit of fur, but in the end he was shaken off by Jiangning’s Bajiquan. bone!

The master of Bajiquan in front of him, the routine is authentic, but he lacks a kind of energy.

But in Jiang Ning's eyes, it was already pretty good.

Fang Qiu is about to lose.

As soon as the voice fell, Fang Qiu rushed out again, faster than before, but instantly bounced back——

Snapped!

With a crisp sound, as if a leather whip was hitting his body, Fang Qiu flew out, took a dozen steps back on the ground, and directly withdrew from the competition circle.

"This……"

Fang Qiu couldn't believe that he would lose if he was a master at the level of grandmaster?

He was surprised, looking at his hands and his still aching chest, he didn't even know what was going on.