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He Zhizhang forgot to forget that he is no longer the young man who is full of spirits and is not afraid of any competition.

He is an old man in his fifties. Although he keeps exercising all year round, he hasn't really used any martial arts for many years.

If he were twenty years younger, He Zhizhang could definitely hit Guo Le with a split palm before that one hit by Guo Le. But now He Zhizhang is an old man in his fifties, and his physical functions can no longer support him to exert his maximum strength.

Guo Le's undercut hit He Zhizhang.

Then there was another fierce elbow.

Reality is not a novel, two masters will play for three days and nights.

In real fighting, the winner can be determined within one or two moves.

He Zhizhang took a punch and an elbow, and the whole man could not stand anymore and fell backwards.

Guo Lei didn't chase the fist anymore. His fighting skill was all-out as soon as he shot. I don't know the weight. In case the old man hit a good shot, it would be bad.

The banner of the Eight Diagrams Wuguan fell, and it was both sad and taken for granted.

Knowing the cause and effect, Fang Ze looked at the apprentices in the martial arts hall, and excitedly shouted "Who else?" Guo Le, busy taking photos of the media, took a deep breath, and then said to Zhou Dongyi, "Four percent Ten shares, I will serve you all the way through and make your reputation of the Eight Diagrams Wuguan. "

"It can only be at most 30 percent." Zhou Dongyi said with a bitter smile. "I can't inherit the company. Some people who sold my face in the future will use shares to be afraid of things in the future, so I can only give you so much, otherwise your future The shares will overtake me. "

"30% is 30%." Fang Ze looked at Guo Le, who was showing his muscles on the platform, stood up, and then stepped from the auditorium to the platform.

Fang Ze is not a warrior. He does not have the temperament of a warrior, nor does he have a field of costumes similar to Chen Beixuan. However, in this chaos, Fang Ze went to Yantai alone and successfully attracted everyone's attention. .

Facing the cameras of the media, Fang Ze looked at Guo Le and said lightly, "At twelve noon three days later, call your master Liu Chenzhi to come here, and I'll show him what the real Chinese art is."

"It's up to you?" Guo Le wiped his nose and looked at Fang Ze. "Why, what qualifications do you have for my Master to fight. How many more can you fight in the art world?"

"That's it!" Shouted a young man beside Guo Le. "Guoshu is deceiving! You liars should stop boasting how much you can fight!"

Fang Ze ignored the young man.

In the eyes of most people, Guoshu is indeed adulterated too much. Over the years of touting, a character similar to Bruce Lee did not appear again, advertised as invincible in combat, but could not afford a person with overwhelming strength in the field of actual combat.

Therefore, it is normal for young people to turn their hopes for national arts into a hundredfold disappointment.

"Young man." Fang Ze looked at Guo Le's old-fashioned speech. Although he may not have Guo Leda himself. "It's best to remain a little awed by this world."

"Why?" Guo Le said, staring at Fang Ze.

He didn't do anything, because he is the winner today, and since he has won, he will not do anything to make this victory discounted.

So even if he thinks Fang Ze came here to find the fault, he still waits for Fang Ze to strike before he fights back.

Fang Ze shot as he thought.

One finger, pointing at his point.

Golden Binding.

Settle down.

Guo Le couldn't move.

Although his thinking was still working, his body could not move at all. As if the brain had lost control of all organs in the body.

He finally understood what Fang Ze meant just to maintain a trace of awe in the world.

The reporters behind were still filming, but they did not notice the strangeness of Guo Le, they just thought that the two were staring at each other.

The young man next to Guo Le felt that something was wrong. He stood beside the two and naturally saw that since Fang Ze clicked on Guo Le, Guo Le was motionless like a sculpture.

The young man pulled Guo Le's hand, but found that he could only swing Guo Le's arm like a machine, but couldn't make Guo Le react like a normal person.

"What did you do!" The young man looked at Fang Ze in horror. The first thing that popped out of his mind was acupoints, but he didn't want to believe that there was such a martial art in reality.

So he tried to push Fangze subconsciously with his hand, as if pushing Fangze away would make Guole back to normal.

"Presumptuous." Fang Ze whispered as he watched the young man.

The Force of the Jedi Apprentice Level broke out!

The force that could easily lift a large rock acted on the young man.

As if hit by an invisible force, the young man took several steps back and forth, then sat on the ring.

The court quieted down instantly, and people finally found something strange here.

In order to avoid causing too much detention, Fang Ze raised his hand and pretended to pat Goole's shoulder, but in fact, the effect of the golden **** was removed.

"Remember, three days later." Fang Ze said with a bit of cleverness, and let Guo Le, who had just regained control of his body, kneel directly on the ring.

As it turned out, he turned around and left, stepped down the platform step by step, and then walked out of the aisle, leaving only a back for everyone.

It must be handsome just now.

Fang Ze walked out of the stadium and turned into the bathroom, spinning and jumping like a neurosis.

After all, pretending to be such a stimulating thing is no different from the first time of men. I was so nervous when I was doing it. When I thought about it, I thought about it again, and I was so excited.

Some people say they don't feel this way?

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I calmed down a bit and washed my hands in the bathroom. Suddenly the bathroom door was violently pushed open, and a man dragged another man's collar and rushed in.

"Don't think that you can help me in front of me if you help me, otherwise I really can't help but beat you." This is Zhou Dongyi's voice.

"My dear brother." Zhou Dongying's voice also rang. "If I hadn't introduced you to the master, you might now be completely bankrupt, and then fall to the street as a cowherd."

"Then how do you want me to thank you?" Zhou Dongyi jumped out of his teeth.

"Play with me for three days and wait for my father to leave. How about I arrange a chair assistant position for you in the company?" Zhou Dong said sloppily. "

"Ahem." Fang Ze beside him could no longer listen to this basic conversation. Mobile users please browse and read for a better reading experience.