Urban super cultivator

Chapter 48 Inner Strength Martial Artist
The person who spoke was Zheng Sanhai, the owner of the Zheng Martial Arts Academy.

The other party was about 50 years old, with a loud voice and a strong breath, full of the aura of a top master.

Hearing Zheng Sanhai's words, Ma San was a little embarrassed. He naturally wanted to do nothing wrong, so he quickly explained with a smile: "Master Su is young, but even my trump card, Aaron, is hard to beat with a punch. Be a big help to us tonight!"

At this time, the expression on Chen Qianya's face was also extremely complicated. She had seen Su Zhuo's great defeat of Aaron and the bravery of a dozen people, but she glanced at Zheng Sanhai next to her, and she still shook her head, thinking that Su Zhuo was going to fight again. He can fight, but he is young after all, how can he compare with the dignified military attache of the Zheng family.

Sure enough, when Zheng Sanhai heard what Ma San said, he snorted even more: "It seems that you still don't know what it means to be a martial artist with inner strength. Those of your subordinates are not enough to fight the opponent. This brat is so thin, I'm afraid he can't even fight with inner strength." The martial artist can't hold back even a single punch with all his inner strength!"

Ma San's expression changed suddenly, hesitant expression appeared on his face, Chen Dehai couldn't help shaking his head, thinking that Su Zhuo was irrelevant, and said: "Let's make up again and get ready to go, by the way, third master, this is my daughter Qianya , the revenge of killing her mother has always made her unable to let go, today we killed Yang Honglie, she asked to follow along."

"Hello, Uncle Ma."

Chen Qianya said very politely.

"Qianya, I'm sorry about what happened before."

Thinking of the idea that he had played with Chen Qianya before, Ma San wanted to find a crack in the ground and sneak in.

Chen Qianya had a clear mind and made up a reason, saying that her classmate had a conflict with Ma San's friend when they were playing in Royal Entertainment.

Chen Dehai didn't ask too much, after all, the main task tonight was to avenge Yang Honglie.

Ma San, Chen Dehai and Zheng Sanhai sat down in the middle of the sofa and began to discuss matters for the evening.

Ma San could only cast an apologetic look at Su Zhuo, obviously he still chose to trust the respected Master Zheng Sanhai.

Su Zhuo didn't take it seriously, and sat down in the corner of the box calmly, took out his mobile phone and replied to the WeChat message sent by Lin Qingshan.

Chen Qianya sat down next to Su Zhuo, seeing that the other party didn't even look at her, she couldn't help but pushed the other party angrily: "You don't want to go to the action tonight."

Su Zhuo raised his head and took a look at Chen Qianya, and said, "It's my bounden duty to do justice for the heavens and eliminate harm for the people. Of course, the main reason is that Lin Qingshan and I fell in love, and falling in love costs money. It can be regarded as coming out to make some extra money.”

Hearing the first half of the sentence, Chen Qianya was almost amused to laugh out loud. She found that after "breaking up" with her, Su Zhuo seemed to have changed. The otaku with humorous "bacteria" is still very attractive.

But when she heard the second half of the sentence, Chen Qianya was extremely annoyed, especially when she heard the word "Lin Qingshan", her chest was filled with jealousy.

"Did you risk your life just to make money?"

The anger in her heart gradually escalated, and Chen Qianya's words became even less pleasant.

At this time, three young people who came with Zheng Sanhai walked up to Su Zhuo and Chen Qianya, and the first young man with a height of 1.8 meters and a handsome figure said: "Miss Chen, you don't have to worry, we will do our best for today's matter." Go all out and let the bad guys get the punishment they deserve."

All three were disciples of Zheng Sanhai, and the young man who spoke was Guo Xiaoming, Zheng Sanhai's favorite student.

When Guo Xiaoming was talking, his eyes swept over Chen Qianya's graceful figure from time to time, his eyes showed unconcealable heat, and seeing that Chen Qianya and Su Zhuo seemed to be very close, he couldn't help squinting his eyes, and said to Su Zhuo with a sneer: "It's this Little brother, I advise you not to go today, maybe you can make a half move, but you are not qualified for the real life and death fight."

"Oh? Could it be that you are qualified?"

Su Zhuo stared at Guo Xiaoming with a half-smile, and said lightly.

"Of course, I practiced kung fu with Master Zheng since I was ten years old. I practiced three times in winter and three days in summer. The hard work pays off. The ranks of inner strength martial artists."

Guo Xiaoming said arrogantly, staring at Su Zhuo with a disdainful look.

At this time, just as Chen Dehai and the three finished their discussion, Ma San couldn't help but exclaimed when he heard Guo Xiaoming's words: "Master Zheng, your disciple is also an inner strength martial artist?"

"Ah, haha...Xiaoming's talent is astonishing. After ten years, he became an inner strength martial artist at the age of 21. There is no one in ten thousand."

Zheng Sanhai said with a happy face.

At this time, Ma San burst into laughter, and said excitedly: "Okay, hasn't Yang Honglie relied on having a martial artist with inner strength all these years to do his best and trample us under our feet? Master Zheng and your disciples Now, our two inner strength martial artists have a great chance of winning."

Not only Ma San, but Chen Dehai, Chen Qianya, Sister Shuang, and more than a dozen other elites in the box all looked at Zheng Sanhai and his master and apprentice with admiration and shock.

Only Su Zhuo was still sitting in the corner indifferently, sipping tea, as if Guo Xiaoming became an inner strength martial artist at the age of 21, in his opinion, it was normal.

"Su Zhuo, Su Zhuo, are you pretending to be calm now? No matter how good you are at fighting, you will be incomparable to the inner strength martial artists trained among authentic military officers."

Seeing this scene, Chen Qianya couldn't help shaking her head, thinking so in her heart.

When leaving the box, Zheng Sanhai ordered a few people to participate in the night's action in line with the principle of less but better.

As for Su Zhuo, he was naturally excluded by Zheng Sanhai, which meant that the other party was not even qualified to go with him.

"Master Zheng, although Mr. Su is not an inner strength martial artist, his strength is still very strong. One more person always has a better chance of winning."

Ma San said with some embarrassment, in fact, he had put most of his hopes on Zheng Sanhai, so he didn't dare to call Su Zhuo "Master Su", for fear of making Zheng Sanhai dissatisfied.

"Isn't that clear enough? For a brat like this, he has no choice but to die in the face of an inner strength martial artist. It's for his own good not to let him go!"

Zheng Sanhai said very displeased, as if his authority had been questioned.

"This……"

Ma San was even more in a dilemma, and looked at Su Zhuo.

Su Zhuo finally stood up from the sofa, and said with a smile on his face: "Empty talk harms the country, hard work rejuvenates the country, and life-and-death struggle depends on strength. Although it is my principle to be low-key, I still want to say that a martial artist with inner strength , in my eyes, it’s not worth mentioning.”

As soon as the words fell, the whole box was in an uproar.

"Boy, you are too crazy, don't you want us to have a fight first, let you know if you are sitting on the sidelines?!

Guo Xiaoming narrowed his eyes and stared at Su Zhuodao provocatively. He thought this guy was too good at pretending, and he just wanted to show off in front of beautiful women.

Zheng Sanhai laughed back angrily: "It's really a young man who doesn't know the heights of the heavens and the earth, anyway, today I will let you see what it means to meet your worthless internal martial artist."

After finishing speaking, Zheng Sanhai strode to the side of the tea table in the private room, urged his inner strength to condense on the palm of his right hand, and pressed lightly on the marble top of the coffee table.

When he withdrew his hand, there was a sound of gasping in the whole box.

On the marble table, there was an obvious palm print, several centimeters deep!

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