C274 Martial Arts Grandmaster
C274 Martial Arts Grandmaster
"There's nothing we can do about it. Other people can't just let them destroy their own Dojo when they come to challenge the dojo."
"It's hard to fight against four hands with two fists, but there are many strong men who can't take it!" This young man is in danger! "
"He came to challenge the school and stir up trouble. He deserved to be beaten until he became a cripple!"
They discussed animatedly, but did not understand why Han Zhen would come to their door today. However, this didn't stop them from assuming the responsibility was on Han Zhen.
Everyone attacked together, but Han Zhen didn't care.
They were all just a bunch of trash. No matter how many people there were, it was still not a place for him.
Furthermore, Han Zhen had long since wanted to completely solve the hidden dragon Dojo problem, so as to prevent them from harassing his family again.
Among the numerous figures, Han Zhen's right fist quickly struck out.
Bang bang bang bang bang!
The Genuine Qi began to circulate its power, and its hearty fist art was like a ghost as it struck out at the critical moment.
Myriad God Fist!
This was the close-combat method that Han Zhen was the most familiar with. With every strike, boundless power would follow the attack.
It was as if a rain of people had fallen on the battlefield. All sorts of people were sent flying into the air with a single punch before falling onto the ground. Then he fainted.
Many onlookers all retreated, and even the students who joined the Hidden Dragon Dojo to participate in the training retreated one after another.
In the rain of people, Han Zhen walked forward.
No one dared to stop him!
No one dared to block!
Everyone looked at Han Zhen, who was acting like there was no one around. They were all envious.
The people here were all people who yearned for battle, and what these people yearned for the most was to be invincible and become the enemy of the world by themselves.
Meng Jinglin, who was more than ten meters away, sighed in his heart when he saw this scene.
The Hidden Dragon Dojo that had stood in the midst of the storm for dozens of years had accumulated such a great reputation that it was about to be destroyed in his hands.
Just as Meng Jinglin was lamenting, a person stood in front of him.
Surprised, Meng Jinglin cried out in grief, "Master!"
Master?
Meng Jinglin was already a rare expert, who was his master?
Everyone walked back and forth in surprise. They saw a middle-aged man with lightning like eyebrows and black hair. He stood in front of Meng Jinglin.
The most puzzling thing was that Meng Jinglin was already over 40 years old. Although he was well-maintained, one could still see the lines at the corners of his eyes. The middle-aged man in front of him looked delicate, he was actually a bit younger than Meng Jinglin.
They were all puzzled by this strange situation.
However, Han Zhen understood that this was the opponent using a strong inner strength to suppress the aging of her body, even though she was cultivating to the depths of martial arts. Not to mention that when one cultivated to the depths of martial arts, they would naturally have a longer lifespan than ordinary people.
Even though the other party looked to be around forty years old, his actual age was probably sixty to seventy years old.
Han Zhen stood in front of the man and asked, "Who are you?"
"I'm Zhou Shiloong!" The middle-aged man said.
"So the one who wants to fight with me is you!" Han Zhen already knew who his opponent was from Wu Zhengtao.
"That's me!" Zhou Shiloong clasped his hands and said with a deep and imposing manner, "Greetings, Little Friend Han!"
After hearing the middle-aged man admit his identity, some of the older people had already recalled who he was.
"Zhou Shiloong, why does it sound so familiar?" So he's Zhou Shiloong, who defeated a wrestling master from overseas forty years ago. But after forty years have passed, he still hasn't aged at all! "