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Chapter 520 Fist to Fist

Taishan School is a school that has been passed down from ancient times in China. It is a school that keeps pace with Xuanyuan School, Demon God School, Mongolia School and Iga School. It has a history of thousands of years.

Although the Taishan style is declining day by day, no one dares to underestimate the masters of the Taishan style.

Zhang Yiming also showed a cautious look in his eyes. No matter in terms of stature or gait, the three old men faintly revealed transcendent kung fu, which obviously should not be underestimated.

It's just that what he doesn't understand is why the Taishan School also appears here. These ancient schools, usually only disciples will appear in modern society, and real masters rarely come out to walk around. Unexpectedly, there are three .

As if seeing Zhang Yiming's doubts, Bando Longnan said with a smile: "You seem to have forgotten who most of the disciples of Taishan Liu work under."

Zhang Yiming was stunned for a moment, and then he realized that the masters of the Mount Tai style, Zhang Jialin as an example, were almost all under Meng Fanhai's subordinates. It seemed that Meng Fanhai had also sent masters to participate in tonight's operation.

Maybe he has no interest in new energy, but he must be very interested in taking Zhang Yiming's life.

Zhang Yiming smiled faintly, and said, "I heard that you and Meng Fanhai cooperated a long time ago, so it seems that the rumor is true."

"We are just taking what we need. Don't worry, these masters of Taishan style are here to deal with your zodiac. As for you, I will naturally deal with it."

Bandong Longnan said with a smile, his eyes never left Zhang Yiming, and he knew very well how terrifying the man in front of him was.

Zhang Yiming didn't speak, Hou Yu couldn't hold back any longer, and walked up to Zhang Yiming, bared his teeth and said, "Whether these Taishan old men are masters, you have to fight me to know."

It was only then that Hou Yu realized why Zhang Yiming wanted to keep him. As the strongest fighting force of the Chinese zodiac, and with a naturally aggressive character, he was naturally the best choice for a thug.

An old man in the Taishan Stream stepped forward, snorted coldly and said: "Young people don't know the heights of heaven and earth, even if you are from Xuanyuan's lineage, you can't be so presumptuous in front of us."

Hou Yu squinted at the old man, and said with a sneer, "Hey, old man, don't rely on the old man here, don't look at your age, and beat me like I'm in a hurry, don't hit me at my feet Just lie down and steal my money."

There was a hint of anger on the old man's face, and he said with a sneer: "Okay, then let me Taishan Liu Cangsong come and learn the kung fu of Xuanyuan's lineage!"

While speaking, the old man swayed his feet, and came to Hou Yu at a very fast speed, his movements were clean and neat, and he was indescribably chic.

But Hou Yu didn't have time to appreciate his handsome and heroic appearance, because when Cang Song came over, he already felt the aggressive fighting spirit.

Cangsong is indeed a hidden master, and his strength can be said to be top-notch.

Not only was Hou Yu not timid, but he showed an extremely excited expression. As long as he can fight against a master, it doesn't matter if he loses.
"You old man still has some skills, don't say I bully you!"

Hou Yu spit out the cigarette in his mouth, and suddenly threw out a punch like lightning. His moves were very simple, completely crushed by speed and strength.

Although his skills are slightly lacking, for most people, Hou Yu's strength and speed are absolutely overwhelming.

Cang Song raised his hand lightly, although the movement was very slow, but the palm of the hand held Hou Yu's fist accurately, and the timing was just right.

Not only Hou Yu, but even Zhang Yiming's expression changed. He knew that Hou Yu's speed and strength were top among all the super fighters. He didn't expect that Cang Song would easily give this blow with all his strength. resolved.

The blue veins on Hou Yu's fist protruded, obviously exhausting all his strength, and Cang Song's face also showed a dignified look. He never thought that Hou Yu, a junior, would have such a powerful explosive power.

The two people's feet seemed to have taken root, and they were both exerting all their strength to suppress each other. This was a competition of strength.

Taishan Style's kung fu rarely wins with strength, and it follows the line of lightness and spirit, but Cangsong is a different kind. He advocates absolute power. After practicing hard day and night, his strength can be regarded as the best in Taishan Style.

But today he also met his opponent. Hou Yu's strength has exceeded his imagination. Of course he didn't know that primate genes, Xuanyuan's guardian spirit, and Tongbei's unique way of exerting force, the three combined How amazing the power under action is.

Both of them had cold sweat on their foreheads, Hou Yu gritted his teeth and said, "Old man, we have worked hard like this, how about changing our posture?"

Cang Song said coldly: "Hmph, my old bones can still hold on, but you, a young man, can't hold on?"

"I said you are really a dead duck with a stubborn mouth. You even struggled to speak. Why are you still here with me?"

Hou Yu bared his teeth and said.

Cang Song snorted coldly again: "You are ashamed to say me, isn't your voice trembling when you speak?"

"So let's not work so hard, just withdraw the power at the same time, and then try again."

Hou Yu said with difficulty.

Cang Song's breathing also became heavy, and he said coldly: "Okay, I'll count to one, two, three, let's remove the power together."

Hou Yu stared: "Damn, why do you count one, two, three, shouldn't I count?"

"Young man, don't you know what it means to respect the youngest?"

Cangsong also said a little angrily.

"If I go to your mother's house, you will know how to rely on the old to sell the old. Don't you know that there is a virtue called loving the young?"

Hou Yu's mouth was dirty, because the current state of competing for strength is really uncomfortable, and it is easy to make people feel irritable.

Cangsong raised his eyebrows, as the elder of Taishanliu, no one dared to greet his long-dead mother in front of him.

"Boy, I think you are tired of living, watch me crush you with strength!"

As he spoke, Cang Song began to exert all his strength, causing his old face to turn red.

Hou Yu also got excited: "Damn, old man, do you think I'm made of mud? Today I will fight you to the death!"

Whether it was Zhang Yiming, Bando Longnan, or the other two masters of the Taishan style, they couldn't help but lower their heads, as if I didn't know who these two were.

It's nothing for the two to compete in strength, and it's embarrassing to bicker by the way.

He didn't know how long he had been fighting, but Cang Song suddenly yelled and kicked Hou Yu's stomach, and at the same time, Hou Yu also kicked Cang Song's chest.

The two were hit hard by each other at the same time, and their bodies involuntarily retreated continuously. They both retreated a dozen steps before they could stand still. They looked at each other with a strong fighting spirit in their eyes.

"Old man, your kung fu is not bad."

Hou Yu wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and moved his body a few times, and the uncomfortable feeling was relieved.

Cangsong also wiped off the blood stains, and said lightly: "Xiangxiu, you little guy, you are very much to my liking."

Hou Yu chuckled and said, "Old man, I can see that what you practice is strength. Presumably your strongest skill is fists. It just so happens that my strongest skills are also in fists. Let's just face each other with fists."

(End of this chapter)