I can improve infinitely

Chapter 9
"The strength of these people is so-so, not worth mentioning."

The six people were very afraid of Wang Teng, but Wang Teng glanced at them, but didn't take it seriously.

Among the six people, four of them are gray-haired old men who have suffered a severe loss of energy and blood. It can be said that they can easily catch the warriors below the tough skin, but how long can they last against the warriors of the same level? ?

The other two, although younger, have graying hair at the temples.

This shows that the opponent's body has begun to age, is no longer at its peak, and is going downhill.

As the saying goes, boxing is afraid of the young!
Young people are full of energy, have good physical fitness, and recover quickly.

In fighting, whether it is explosive power or combat resistance, they are higher than middle-aged and elderly people.

We are all warriors in the bast realm, and under full force, Wang Teng can continue to fight for more than ten minutes, or even tens of minutes.

But for these elderly warriors, after two or three minutes of eruption, their strength will become weaker and weaker due to lack of physical strength.

Not long after Wang Teng came to the Martial Arts Field, Lu Tao appeared with a large group of people.

These people are all wearing cyan gangster outfits.

Besides Lu Tao, there was another person who caught Wang Teng's attention.

It was a rough-looking burly man with a strong body and a hulking waist, like an iron tower, exuding an explosive aura all over his body. This is a master who has reached the peak of the bast realm.

Wang Teng reckoned that this person's strength should not be inferior to that of the second village master of Heifeng Village.

Among the sub-rudders, there are only two deacons under the helm master with this strength.

"I've seen Master Lu!"

When Lu Tao came in front of the crowd, they clasped their fists together to show their respect.

"The gangsters in Heifengzhai were lawless. While Lu Mou was not around, they slaughtered my whole family of Lu family. Xie Xing, one of the three major deacons in the sub-helm, was also murdered by the second village master of Heifengzhai. I, Lu Tao, swear that I will not avenge this revenge." Not human." Lu Tao looked at the seven people and said: "I will say the ugly words first, no matter who is the deacon at the helm, once Lu has recruited all the people, he will attack Heifengzhai for revenge. I don't want to cause trouble , you can exit now."

"What is Lu Ruozhu talking about? Heifengzhai is harming all directions, killing, burning, looting, and doing all kinds of evil. The people in the nearby towns have suffered from it. If Luduozhu can destroy Heifengzhai, it will be for the people. Harmful."

"That's right. Heifengzhai's behavior is cruel and violent, and its evil deeds are obvious. It has long made people resentful. Lu Duo mainly attacked Heifengzhai. If such a feat is spread, all major forces in the city will definitely support it."

"Although I am old, I am willing to do my part."

"..."

No one present quit.

The fact that Lu Tao's family was almost wiped out has long been rumored.

When they came to compete for the position of deacon, they naturally expected that Lu Tao would seek revenge from Heifengzhai.

"Since everyone has no problem, the competition will begin, and the winner will be the deacon." Lu Tao nodded, then looked at everyone and said, "Which one of you will start first?"

"This one……"

The gray-haired warriors looked at each other, none of them wanted to take the lead.

Everyone knows the basics, and it is clear how much they own, and no one dares to say that they are sure to win the other party.

"If it is not easy to choose, then it will be decided by drawing lots."

Seeing that everyone looked hesitant, Lu Tao ordered to prepare bamboo sticks.

"Don't be so troublesome, the junior will be the first to play, and any senior will come up to teach you."

At this moment, Wang Teng stood up directly, jumped, and stood on the arena of the martial arts arena.

Looking at the immature Wang Teng on the ring, the six warriors competing for the position of deacon couldn't help but blush.

They have lived most of their lives, yet they are still worrying about gains and losses, looking forward and backward, not a single junior has the courage, it is really shameful.

"Young bast level master, let this old man meet you for a while!"

As soon as the words fell, one of the old men jumped onto the ring, and then let out a wild cry, and his whole body burst into a violent momentum, and rushed towards Wang Teng quickly.

His whole body was muscular, and he ran with great momentum, like a bull trampling the ground. Anything that stood in front of him would be crushed and crushed, full of a violent and savage aura.

In Wujiang City, every master who has reached the tough skin level is well-known, not to mention household names, but they are almost the same.

This old man is called Zhao Tai.

The external kung fu he practiced is called Dali Manniu Jin, which is famous for its strength. Few of the same level can surpass him in strength, and those who fight with it are crushed by its terrifying power.

Therefore, Zhao Tai was called the violent iron bull.

This arena is made of hard green stones, but under Zhao Tai's feet, there are cracks on the ground of the green stones. The opponent's strength is terrifying, surpassing most of the tough skin realm warriors.

"Good come!"

Wang Teng's eyes lit up.

This is his first time facing a martial artist of the same realm.

The opponents he met before were all at the Penetration Realm level, almost all of them were instantly killed, let alone brought him pressure.

But Zhao Tai, the violent iron bull, made him feel unprecedented pressure, and the blood in his body was rushing, full of excitement.

Wang Teng didn't move the knife, but pushed his iron arm and silver body to the extreme. He raised his whole body with all his strength, his arms swelled as if they were inflated, and all the strength was concentrated on his fists.

Even if he didn't use the Wuhu Soul Breaking Sword Technique, Wang Teng, the king of this sword technique, has reached the realm of Dacheng, and he has comprehended the artistic conception in it. Xiao come.

Roar!
As he punched out, the roar of a tiger resounded in the void, and the fist, which was bigger than a casserole, collided with Zhao Tai like a ferocious tiger's head.

Boom!

The two punched each other, and bounced off each other.

Boom bang bang——

Immediately afterwards, the bodies of the two were as fast as lightning, and they punched more than a dozen punches at each other in an instant, punching to the flesh, and colliding violently.

Immediately, there was a violent wave of air on the ring, and the wind howled!
After more than a dozen punches in a row, Wang Teng clearly noticed that Zhao Tai's strength was gradually weakening, and the speed of his punches also slowed down. The opponent was old and frail, and with such a high-intensity explosion, it was possible to fight him for more than ten times. Boxing is already extremely remarkable.

Seeing this, Wang Teng took the initiative to retreat.

Afraid of continuing, he punched Zhao Tai to death.

This is just a competition, not a real life and death fight, there is no need to divide life and death.

If Zhao Tai is killed, it may cause unnecessary trouble.

Seeing Wang Teng take the initiative to retreat, Zhao Tai breathed a sigh of relief.

"puff!"

But in the next second, Zhao Tai spurted out a mouthful of blood involuntarily, his breath weakened rapidly, and he couldn't even stand firmly.

Immediately, Lu Tao under the ring said to the two Jianghe gang members beside him, "Both of you, go and help Mr. Zhao down."

"Yes, helmsman."

The two gang members got the order and quickly rushed to the ring.

"The younger generation is awesome, the younger generation is awesome, the old man can't accept the old."

Zhao Tai shook his head, and with the support of two members of the Jianghe gang, he slowly walked off the ring.

(End of this chapter)