The World of Martial Arts Begins with the Ability of Quicksilver

"Discuss martial arts?" Then the owner's face immediately pulled down.

"right"

"That's for kicking the gym!"

"Advise, advise~" Sedum cupped her hands.

"Okay!" The owner of the museum shouted, and he was not afraid.

"Stand aside"

"Look at how your master taught these two foreigners who don't know the sky and the earth, but they are kicking and kicking," the museum owner taught his group of disciples.

Seeing someone coming to kick the gym, even the people from the nearby martial arts gym surrounded him.

"What's wrong?" asked the host next to him.

"Someone came to kick the pavilion"

Suddenly, everyone looked at the field curiously.

"You guys learn a little bit," the museum owner said to his disciples.

"It's master~" The apprentices were a little excited.

"This talent dares to challenge our master with one arm, let's see how our master will deal with him"

"That's right, let's see the master teach him a good lesson."

There is a distance of a few meters between the owner and the golden bully.

"Huo~huh~" The curator here started to get lucky, and the few movements were vigorous.

On the other side, Huang Jinba frowned slightly.

This person seems to have no internal skills at all, but God Houyi actually asked me to compete with him?

"Be gentle, just beat him, don't hurt him." Huang Jinba's voice came to mind.

"Yes" Jinba replied in his heart.

It doesn't matter, God Hou Yi says what he says, he just does it right.

"Ah!" The owner of the pavilion stepped on the horse and walked quickly, punching with both fists, and within a few steps came to the front of Huang Jinba.

Call ~

He punched at the front of Jinba.

"Pa~" Jin Ba lightly took his punch.

"Yaha!" The owner of the hall rose and fell, using both hands and feet, hitting Huang Jinba's body one by one with several punches and kicks.

"Bang~bang~bang~" Huang Jinba's body kept getting hit.

"Good! Good!" the disciple cheered.

"Beautiful fists and embroidered legs~" Huang Jinba didn't even bother to resist.

Just when the host was about to continue attacking, Huang Jinba raised his fan-like palm and slapped the host on the ground.

"Pa~" The owner of the museum made intimate contact with the ground.The body shook.

"Master!" the disciples exclaimed.

The owner struggled to stand up, "Ah!" He rushed towards Huang Jinba again.

Huang Jinba held his opponent's fist, and then shook it lightly.

"Bang~" The owner of the pavilion directly hit the stone lion next to him.

This time the curator fell badly and didn't get up for a while.

"Master! Master!" All the disciples immediately surrounded him.

Sedum walked up, cupped his hands and said, "Admit it."

Then he took Jin Ba and left here.

Then they came to the martial arts gym next door—Weili Martial Arts Hall.

"Where is your master?" Sedum asked a group of disciples.

"I'm here!" Their master came out with a Guan Gong sword.

"Golden Patriarch, I leave it to you"

"Yes!"

Jinba walked to the front.

"Show your weapon," the museum owner shouted at Huang Jinba.

"I've never used a weapon," Jin Bawen replied in a low voice, his eyes full of arrogance.

"If that's the case, then I'm not going to be polite! Ah!" The owner of the hall swung his big knife a few times.Played a few tricks.

The long sword is extremely flexible in his hands.