Chinese Martial Arts: Start as Feng Yuxiu!

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Heavenly Divine Kick!

All the old men could only hear the sound of a sonic boom.

Of course, soaring into the sky, this was the first move Wang Fan had just comprehended.

Heavenly Divine Kick, like the Tathagata Palm, has ten moves.

The air seemed to be burning because of Wang Fan's performance.

""Bang!"

Wang Fan landed with a thud, and the surroundings trembled.

Wang Fan retracted his strength, but because it was his first time, it was difficult to control the strength.

So at this time, Wang Fan could only buffer the strength.

Wang Fan's eyes lit up. There were many towering trees here. Using these trees to buffer was the best way to buffer.

Anyway, Wang Fan couldn't use these old predecessors to buffer the strength.

""Crack!"

Because of Wang Fan's impact, a towering tree was directly broken in half by Wang Fan's impact.

However, the impact force from Wang Fan still existed.

""Bang!"

The second tree also broke in half.

The three towering trees in the direction of the impact did not escape the same fate.

As the three towering trees broke, Wang Fan finally stopped.

"What kind of power is this!"

A group of centenarians almost bit their tongues.

You know, the trees here are meant to conceal the information here.

These trees are so thick that several people holding hands can circle them.

It was this kind of tree that Wang Fan broke three of them in one breath!

And they all had a very high vision, and they could see that Wang Fan was just trying to buffer the force that penetrated his body.

If Wang Fan used all his strength to attack and penetrate these trees, who knows how many trees would be harmed.

"This kid is so perverted!"

At this time, the man holding five secret books couldn't help but speak

"This is the secret book in your hand, why haven't you used it?"

An old man asked. Although the old man holding the secret book has these five secret books, his combat power is not much.

I don't know why his life span is so long. Among them, they are all old.

It is said that this old man existed during the Qing Dynasty.

""You don't know that I am just a custodian. The real owner had already changed his career during the Republic of China.""

The old man sighed, feeling a little sad.

He had five such heaven-defying secret books in his hands, but he could not read any of the contents.

"Changed his career? With such a strong and abnormal power, he changed his career?"

An old man frowned. It is obvious that the owner of the five secret books is so powerful.

"Now, that person may still be alive, but I haven't seen him for decades."

The keeper of the five secret books spoke with great regret.

"I don't know what happened to that senior when he changed his profession."

Wang Fan's voice appeared, and he adjusted his state and came to the old man again.

"Selling lollipops, you know that kind of thing? It's round and flat, but the guy sells big lollipops."

The old man sighed, the master of a generation, went to sell lollipops

"Zhou Xingxing?"

Wang Fan couldn't help asking. The first person Wang Fan thought of when the old man asked this was the unnamed male protagonist in Kung Fu.

"Do you know him? But I don't know his name."

Looking at the three words Zhou Xingxing, there were waves in the depths of his eyes, but he quickly adjusted

"Indeed, he has no name.

Wang Fan nodded.

"But speaking of names, I haven't asked for your name yet."

Wang Fan clasped his fists and asked the old man.

After all, after learning from the two secret books in his hands, he should always know the other person's name and then show respect.

"I don’t have any nickname, so you can just call me Drunken Arhat."

The old man smiled and said

"Drunken Arhat? You...during the Qing Dynasty, you..."

Wang Fan was stunned when he heard this name.

"You know a lot."

The old man frowned. Although he only said two things, the many masters over a hundred years old sitting there were confused and didn't know anything.

But Wang Fan could react quickly and knew all the contents.

"Did you teach Su Qier martial arts?"

Wang Fan couldn't help asking. Of course, this was just a tentative question.

"You still know Su Zheer?"

The old man finally lost his composure at this time.

He never thought that Wang Fan knew so many things.

He pulled the gourd hanging on his waist, and his aura was somewhat leaked.

"Are you really only thirty years old?"

The drunk Arhat quickly adjusted his state, and the aura that had just burst out was quickly restrained.

"Don't get excited, I've only read some novels."

Wang Fan quickly waved his hand. He could see that among these old men, only the drunken arhat had a weak aura.

But when all of them burst out, the drunken arhat was probably the strongest among them.

"Novel? Will novels record these things?"

Zui Luohan obviously didn't believe it, but as he adjusted his mood, he finally appeared exceptionally kind again.

"You can touch my roots."

Wang Fan put his arm in front of the drunken arhat and said.

Thirty years old? If he was not in Feng Yuxiu's body, he would only be in his twenties now.

"Is there really reincarnation?"

Drunk Arhat frowned. Wang Fan's bones were indeed about thirty years old. This was not false at all.

In the past, he did not believe that there would be reincarnation. After all, his level had reached.

But now, he was a little skeptical.

"We want to ask for advice, is that okay?"

One of the old men said, rubbing his hands, looking impatient.

"Forget it, let’s not spar with each other. You are all seniors, and you must be stronger than me."

Wang Fan waved his hand quickly. His sparring has always been about deciding who is better and who is worse, and also deciding life and death.

These old men, the most likely to be his great grandfather, he couldn’t bring himself to do that.

After all, these old men truly treated him as a junior, and there was no hostility between them.

"Do you think we old men are inferior to you?"

After hearing Wang Fan's refusal, an old man asked

"My sparring has always been about determining who is better and who is worse, and also about life and death, so it is not suitable for sparring."

Wang Fan said the reason awkwardly.

"It's a battle of both superiority and life and death? When we were here, we just stopped at the right time!"

The old man frowned. Has the outcome of the competition changed now?

"After all, Chinese martial arts is a killing skill!"

Wang Fan spoke, his voice cold and hoarse, and his momentum burst out, making all the old men shudder.