Plane hunting

Chapter 224 Huang Wudi?
Huang Shaohong's subtlety, the temperament of the original foreign martial artist has become introverted. From the outside, his writing is weak, like a scholar. The Taoist naturally thought that he was an ordinary person, and he never thought of what happened before. The conversation had already fallen into his ears.

Huang Shaohong walked on his own, looking at the surrounding scenery, as if he didn't see a few people, and when he was about to pass by those people, the male student who had suffered in his hands suddenly stretched out his hand to stop them. In front of him, he said in a rather unfriendly tone:
"Why did you leave like this when you saw an acquaintance?"

Huang Shaohong twitched his lips and said with a smile: "Who is your acquaintance? Do you know my name? Do you know what I do?"

After he finished speaking, he didn't want to talk to a few people, and he continued to go down the mountain after bypassing the boy.

At this time, the middle-aged Taoist priest stepped forward to stand in front of him, and said with a pleasant face, "This gentleman invited me. I don't know if I should say something or not!"

Huang Shaohong looked at the other party with a slightly playful face: "Please start your performance!"

The middle-aged Taoist priest was suffocated when he heard the words, and his face became ugly: "What do you mean, sir?"

Huang Shaohong didn't bother to act with others, so he said straight to the point: "Didn't you say to help this little Wei teach me a lesson? Come on, please start your performance, I'm here to see how you teach me a lesson!"

The middle-aged Taoist didn't expect that the other party had heard their previous conversation, his face turned blue and white, and he wanted to get mad, but there were many tourists around.

Immediately suppressed his anger, and squeezed out a smile on his face: "Young people, don't be so arrogant!"

After speaking, he stepped forward, raised his hand and put it on Huang Shaohong's shoulder. From the outside, this movement was familiar and intimate, but in fact, the five fingers were aggrieved to hide strength, and the thumb spread outward, grabbing the big tendon of the neck.

If an ordinary person is caught by this Taoist priest, it can be said that life and death are in the hands of others. If someone invents energy, you will be seriously injured or killed if you use dark energy. If it happens afterwards, whether it is sickness, disability, or killing you, it all depends on the mood of the person when they exert energy.

Huang Shaohong naturally knew the way of this Taoist priest, but he was amused in his heart, how could this line be so familiar, he immediately reached out to greet him, and said in cooperation: "The Taoist priest's words are not good. If you are not arrogant, you can still be called a young man." people!"

As soon as he said the words, his hand and the middle-aged Taoist's hand were already grasping each other, and the two of them exerted strength at the same time, only to hear a 'bang', and a crack was directly opened on the bluestone slab under the Taoist's feet.

Then there was a frightening sound of bone cracking between the palms of the two grasping each other, and the middle-aged Taoist groaned and flew out directly, hitting the ground several meters away with his back. On the rock, after spitting out a mouthful of old blood, he fell to the ground.

Only at this time did the four college students see clearly that the five fingers of the middle-aged Taoist priest had become out of shape.

"uncle!"

One of the college students exclaimed and stepped forward to check the Taoist priest's injuries. When he saw the twisted fingers and the blood on the Taoist robe, his eyes were red, and he turned around with a roar and was about to fight Huang Shaohong for his life.

Although the Taoist vomited blood, the injury was not serious. Apart from breaking his finger with force, Huang Shaohong didn't do anything heavy, just taught him a small lesson.

At this time, seeing that his nephew wanted to settle accounts with Huang Shaohong, he quickly grabbed his nephew's arm with his other uninjured hand, and said anxiously, "Don't go over there!"

Several college students also looked at Huang Shaohong with horror on their faces at this time. They all knew that their classmate, uncle who was a Taoist priest, had real kung fu. Surprised a few people.

Unexpectedly, as soon as I joined hands with someone, the palm that could only be crushed into powder, which was like fine steel in their eyes, was crippled.

The boy who disliked Huang Shaohong's face turned pale at the moment, afraid that the other party would make trouble for him.

At this time, Huang Shaohong released the Taoist priest, which attracted the attention of many tourists. The middle-aged Taoist breathed a sigh of relief, and then said to the surrounding people:
"Pindao didn't stand firm and fell down just now, it's not in the way, everyone hurry up to the Golden Summit!"

He said that these tourists who came to travel dispersed in twos and threes, and a few people watched from the sidelines not far away.

The middle-aged Taoist said to Huang Shaohong again: "Before I was a veteran, I didn't expect to be a fellow in the martial arts world. I am Li Qingren from Wudang Sanfeng Sect. Do you dare to go to Zixiao Palace with me?"

When he spoke, a stern look flashed in his eyes, and his tone was full of provocation.

Huang Shaohong looked at the man playing tricks in front of him, his eyes flashed a light, he came to Wudang to talk to a Taoist priest who knows Kung Fu, and borrow the secret books of Taoist martial arts by the way, what the other party said was exactly what he wanted.

Immediately smiled and said: "I just want to meet a Taoist master!"

At this time, Li Qingren used all his strength to stabilize the viscera that had been shaken, and his breath was almost slow. With the support of his nephew, he got up, moved around, and his actions returned to normal. He turned around and walked down the mountain. A few students went to Jinding to eat vegetarian food, and they are not going now.

After seeing it, the students lost their minds about playing, so they hurriedly followed Li Qingren and walked down the mountain together.

Huang Shaohong leisurely walked behind them, still watching the scenery of Wudang Mountain.

There was nothing to say all the way, after arriving at Zixiao Palace, Li Qingren invited Huang Shaohong into a quiet room, and said that he would go to his senior brother to meet the 'noble' guest!

After waiting for less than twenty minutes, footsteps came, and several middle-aged Taoist priests came in one after another, and the four college students followed behind them.

One of the Daoist priests, with gray hair but a ruddy complexion like a mature man, said to Huang Shaohong, "Sanfeng Sect Qingmu, I have met this master!"

Calling master is to salute according to the rules of the martial arts world.

As soon as Huang Shaohong heard the Daoist name, he remembered that Zeng Zhou Binglin said that the head of the contemporary Sanfeng sect is called Qingmu, and immediately got up to return the salute:
"It turned out to be Qingmu's head. My name is Huang Shaohong. I have no family or sect. I came to Wudang today to meet friends and exchange martial arts!"

When he signed up, the faces of the veterans changed instantly, and Qing Mu asked: "But Huang Wudi who swept across the capital?"

"Huang Wudi?" Huang Shaohong was also a little confused, was he talking about himself?

The other party saw his expression, and quickly said: "I heard that last year there was a fellow in the martial arts world who was proficient in Hongquan and Taiji. He swept all the taekwondo and karate dojos in the capital. And Shengzhi, I don’t know if it’s Mr.

Huang Shaohong suddenly realized: "When I was practicing boxing in the capital last year, I had a friendly exchange with the local martial arts community, but I dare not be invincible!"

The veterans twitched their cheeks, but they heard that those big boxers were seriously injured, and none of them would recover in a year or two. Is this called friendly communication?If you are unfriendly, you will still be full of people!
(End of this chapter)