Fangzhou, I opened an Internet cafe in Terra

"I will be content if I can die with my master."

"Forehead……"

But Uncle Dong directly interrupted the deep relationship between the two masters and apprentices.

"Let's just say, is there a possibility that I can fight these people alone?"

"what?"

Lian Zixu and Wu You were both stunned. Challenge these one hundred or eighty martial artists alone?

Although these people are considered to be those who seek fame and reputation in the martial arts world, they are still martial artists after all.

But soon, Lian Zixu and Wu You were dumbfounded.

Originally, the martial arts gym owner was planning to make a few sarcastic remarks and then have his men take turns fighting and slowly fight off this man who suddenly appeared.

Play with this person like playing with prey.

However, before the door was closed and all the leaders of the martial arts schools had time to say anything, Uncle Dong rushed out with a spear in his hand.

These people are not like those in Meteor Butterfly Sword, where every one of them has strong Qigong to protect them.

The gun in Uncle Dong's hand would basically throw anyone who hit it away.

There is no need for even a special Qi circulation route, that is, to release skills, only the simplest stabbing, advancing, picking, hitting, and rising are needed.

And because it was a live broadcast, Uncle Dong didn't kill anyone, but the visual impact of people flying out of the crowd still made every audience member feel a little overwhelmed.

"This is too fierce."

"Yan country kung fu, awesome."

On the battlefield, many thugs from the Wucheng martial arts faction were considering retreating when they saw Uncle Dong treating their people like they were dealing with chicks.

"Go ahead, keep going. Whoever kills these three will get 30 million Longmen coins!"

Under the reward, there must be a brave man.

Although "beating someone to death" is difficult to define, it did not prevent many desperate criminals from rushing towards Uncle Dong.

Outside the room, the discussion suddenly became heated.

"Speaking of which, this guy is just a martial arts gym owner, where did he get 30 million?"

"There is a problem. There is definitely a problem."

When Fu Le in the meeting hall heard this, he tilted his head and looked at Lin Qingyan.

If they say 30 million, then take it. There is definitely something wrong with this old Bidden. Zuo Le’s Si Sui Tai can’t do anything about it, so why doesn’t your Dali Temple care?

"I will report this matter."

Lin Qingyan felt his face getting a little hot, and facing Fu Le's gaze, he quickly gave his answer.

In the meeting hall, seeing the people rushing towards him with hidden weapons, Uncle Dong no longer had the energy to continue fighting the monsters.

Just as he was full of anger, Uncle Dong didn't hesitate at all and just ↓↑↑A.

Halloween Dragon King is broken!

His hands turned, and the spear in his hand also turned. Uncle Dong turned into a steamroller and moved towards the "BOSS" behind the monsters.

134. Uncle Dong unilaterally beats Wu Wulin

I saw a golden cover appear around Uncle Dong's body, and as the spear in his hand turned, golden wind flowed.

"The All-Hallowed Dragon King is broken. The effect is really great when used."

"Huh? You know this trick?"

Zuo Le was originally immersed in the coolness of Uncle Dong's move. When he heard Shi Huaiya say the name of this move, he immediately couldn't wait to ask Shi Huaiya.

"Of course I know. I can use this trick, too."

"You can use it too?"

"Of course, this move is actually a move from the Meteor Butterfly Sword, or the ultimate move of the spear."

Meteor Butterfly Sword?

This seems to be the game in the Big Bird Internet Cafe that Fu Le mentioned?

Can the moves in the game be used in real life?

Fu Le only told Nian and Xi about this matter. Due to the strange relationship between him and Si Suitai, the two did not tell Zuo Le and Lin Qingyan.

"I think Big Brother will really like this game."

As Nian spoke, he looked at Lin Qingyan. Although Zuo Le was from Simuitai, it was more reasonable for him to look at Lin Qingyan now.

Lin Qingyan also knew why Nian was looking at him, but there were too many things to deal with and report, so Lin Qingyan could only answer first: "If there is anything, let's talk about it when we get to Longmen first."

This could be considered a response, and Nian happily turned around and looked at the screen again.

After Uncle Dong's move, the thugs who had been going crazy because of the reward quickly calmed down again.

Although this old man didn't kill anyone, everyone who was knocked down couldn't get up again. After today, they would have to lie in bed for at least a year and a half.

"It's not very interesting to fight with these thugs. Aren't you practicing martial arts? I'm sure each family teaches you something different. So how about we use your own weapons and fight you one by one?"

So crazy?

"So crazy?"

"It's rare to see such crazy young people nowadays."

"Brothers, has anyone recognized who this is? He is the owner of a fish ball shop in Longmen. People who know him usually call him Uncle Dong."

"Uncle Dong is awesome!"

"Uncle Dong is awesome!"

Obviously, the leaders of every martial arts school have also realized that sending more thugs would only result in death.

But if they didn't agree, this man would definitely take Lian Zixu away, which would be even more embarrassing, so most people agreed to this request.

Uncle Dong was not in a hurry. He pulled a stool and sat down, waiting for the people from the martial arts school to discuss. Lian Zixu and Wu You also walked to Uncle Dong's side.

"Uncle, you are so amazing."

"It's OK. I just rehabilitated for a month."

"A month?"

Wu You was a little confused. How could he become so powerful in just one month?

Lian Zixu also asked in confusion. She knew that Old Dong was not a man who liked to brag. If he really had reached this level within a month, he must have gone through an experience that ordinary people could hardly endure.

Fu Le: After all this fuss, it turns out I’m just torturing you?

"One month, with the help of a noble person, I was able to achieve the strength I have today."

Fu Le: This sounds better.

After a brief chat, the other side sent out the first person.

He uses a sword.

Judging from the posture, Uncle Dong could tell that this man's strength was average.

After all, this is the backstage of the martial arts competition, so it is relatively easy to find various weapons. Uncle Dong just picked up a sword and stood on the stage.

The situation has become like this, there is no need for any formalities or the like. Once both sides stand still, it means the contest has begun.

Uncle Dong was not in a hurry. The opponent approached him quickly and directly. In the process of sprinting towards the enemy, he could obviously increase his momentum.

The opponent made a straight thrust, but Uncle Dong dodged to the side. The opponent changed his tactics and launched another powerful attack, but Uncle Dong still did not draw his sword, but retreated to avoid the attack.

Uncle Dong ducked his head to avoid the horizontal sword attack, but seeing that he still missed, the opponent did a beautiful somersault, and his body flew into the air, gathering the strength of his forearm and wrist, and then he swung his arm and chopped the sword down with a beautiful move.

The people who were watching the live broadcast saw that Uncle Dong was hiding all the time, and when some negative emotions were about to surge up, Uncle Dong finally moved.

The downward strike still missed, but Uncle Dong was within the range of the horizontal slash.

Facing this horizontal slash, Uncle Dong blocked it with his sword, and before the opponent could change his moves and continue to attack, he used force to push the opponent's sword out. However, he did not continue to attack the opponent's wide-open goal, but instead used a rather playful move.

Sideways reverse point.

After knocking the opponent's sword away, he immediately retracted the sword, moved it around his head, and hit the opponent's head hard with the sword.

The opponent didn't fall, but he was already scared. He staggered back two steps and got into position again.

Uncle Dong had a playful smile on his face and made a low sweep straight to the lower third road. The opponent also subconsciously shrank back.

But Uncle Dong’s hand speed was honed by Fu Le himself over a month.

The low sweep missed, and the downward chop was blocked, but the man didn't have time to react to the next move.

By the time the other party reacted, Uncle Dong's sword had already attacked the lower three directions again, and was even pointing upwards.

Backhand crotch pick.

It’s over! It’s over! It's all over!

This is the only thought in the other person's head.

But Uncle Dong still had a trick up his sleeve. Lian Zixu was still here, so it wasn't appropriate to do this.

After looking at the other person and giving him a smile, Uncle Dong put away his sword and kicked the other person directly off the stage.

"Next!"

"Brothers, I want to learn swordsmanship, what do you say?"

"Brother, I have a silver sword here. I think you and it are destined to be together. How about I sell it to you at a lower price (smirk)?"

……

The next person to come on stage is the one using a knife.

Less than a minute later.

"Brothers, I want to learn sword skills, what do you say?"

"You were the one who used the sword just now, right?"

"It seems to be true."

There are also many people who fall in love with any weapon they see Uncle Dong use. Basically, whenever Uncle Dong uses a weapon, there will be comments expressing their desire to learn it.

"Next!"

Every time Uncle Dong finished beating someone, he would shout something, and every time someone would come out, but instead of coming out on their own initiative, they would be pushed out passively.

The time spent standing out naturally becomes longer and longer.

After this sound, there was no one left.

Everyone's eyes were turned to the person in charge today, the one who had plotted against Lian Zixu and Wu You in the first place.

"It's your turn, isn't it?"

Since the other party didn't come on stage, Uncle Dong originally wanted to take the initiative to step forward, but after just two steps, Uncle Dong stopped again.

A pistol with a pitch-black muzzle was aimed at Uncle Dong.

135. Sir, times have changed!

Many people looked at the gun, and their originally happy mood instantly became twisted again.

That's a pistol. Can Uncle Dong do it?

"Times have changed. Whether it's Lian Zixu or you, martial arts are no longer effective!"

"You're right, times have indeed changed."

It clearly sounded like a word of compromise, but when Uncle Dong finally said it, everyone felt that they heard a sense of mockery in it.

No, Uncle Dong, we may be handsome, but that is a gun.

How can you be so crazy even when a gun is pointed at you?

"boom!"