Under one person: I, Zhang Zhiwei, the arrogant Zhang

"Stop talking!" Lu Ren covered his brother's mouth. You can say anything about this kind of thing when you go home and close the door, but now, the occasion is wrong.

"Don't cover his mouth, let him talk!" Master Lu's voice was low.

Lu Ren let go of his hand and kept winking at Lu Ci.

Lu Ci snorted coldly, turned his head away and remained silent.

Lu Jiazhu stared deeply at Lu Ci for a while, sighed, and said: "You little bastard, born to be rebellious, you have been against me since you were young, that's all, I don't care about your future practice, how you want to practice, Just practice!"

Lu Ci heaved a sigh of relief, turned his head, stammered, and wanted to say a few words to ease the atmosphere, but he hadn't been too soft, and for a while, he didn't know what to say.

Lu Jiazhu glared: "Look at your disheveled appearance, I will get angry when I see it, get the hell out of me, don't keep dangling in front of me!"

Lu Ci was pardoned, so she quickly stepped back and stood up.

And at this moment, on the martial arts arena.

Zhang Zhiwei put down his sleeves, stepped lightly on the ground, shook the soil, filled the two holes, and was about to end when another person jumped up, it was Liu Deshui who had fought against Lu Jin before.

Zhang Zhiwei tilted his head: "What are you doing here?"

Liu Deshui clasped his hands together and said, "Brother Zhang just mentioned the vibration and collapse of Bajiquan when he was instructing the brothers of the Lu family. I'm practicing Bajiquan next time. I'm ashamed to say that no matter how Master teaches, he always I failed to comprehend the true meaning of it, but after seeing Senior Brother Zhang pointing out Lu Ci today, Lu Ciru was enlightened, the boy is not talented, I want to try Senior Brother Zhang’s shocking and collapsing strength, please give Senior Brother Zhang some pointers!"

Zhang Zhiwei glanced at his master.

Zhang Jing stared blankly and nodded to him.

Zhang Jingqing knew that Zhang Zhiwei practiced some messy boxing techniques, but he had never seen Zhang Zhiwei use them, so he couldn't help being curious.

It doesn't matter if you give me some pointers, the limelight has been so much, it's not bad, let him go out once, go back to the mountain, and then slowly deal with him.

Seeing the master nodding, Zhang Zhiwei immediately understood, and rolled up one sleeve again, come on, I have been slapped three times, let's slap one more!

"You want to try my shaking and collapsing strength, but I warn you in advance, Baji's strength is very strong, you want to feel it personally, even if I restrain myself, I'm afraid it will be difficult for you to bear it!"

"Senior Brother Zhang, you don't have to be polite, no matter what the method is, no matter what the result is, Liu Deshui can afford it!"

Liu Deshui bowed fiercely. He learned from the past and learned from the past. Before he came to the stage, he was mentally prepared to lose all face and be completely defeated, but he didn't care. In order to become stronger, what is face?

Back then he was able to kneel in front of the Sany Gate for three days and three nights. If he could master the power of Baji from Zhang Zhiwei, let alone lose face, what would it matter if he knelt in front of Zhang Zhiwei for three days and three nights?

"Okay, this is Zhenjin, I'm in slow motion, watch out!"

After all, Zhang Zhiwei stepped forward, with only one step, and the violent movement was like a landslide and tsunami, and thousands of troops and horses were killed together.

Liu Deshui's scalp was numb, his goosebumps were all over the place, and the hairs on his body stood on end. He immediately straddled his body and assumed a defensive posture.

"Boom!"

Zhang Zhiwei stretched out his five fingers and flipped the cover down. The force in his palm fluctuated, and the air trembled and twisted violently, as if the sky had collapsed.

"To die!"

Liu Deshui was shocked. Under this slap, he felt like a mountain collapsed in front of him. His sixth sense was frantically warning him that he might die if he received this slap.

He subconsciously wanted to escape, but felt that he was locked in, as if there was no place for him in the world.

I just want to try this young man's extreme strength, I'm not looking for death... Liu Deshui roared in his heart.

In the nick of time, he gritted his teeth, folded his frame, and turned his arms upwards, trying to resist Zhang Zhiwei's slap.

The two sides just made contact!

"Ahhh!"

Liu Deshui roared wildly. He felt an extremely strong force surging from that slap. All the bones in his whole body were creaked under the pressure of a huge force. The hard bones seemed to be tense at any time. To explode in the body.

But fortunately, the energy came and went quickly, and disappeared in the body in an instant, Liu Deshui only felt his tense nerves suddenly loosen.

With a "plop", his legs bent, and he knelt on the ground. At the same time, dense blood droplets gushed out from his pores, and he turned into a blood man in an instant.

This is the end of feeling the strength of the shock in person. If Zhang Zhiwei hadn't pulled back just now, he would have been crushed to pieces, and this was Zhang Zhiwei's force according to the limit that Liu Deshui could bear.

It is a very risky way to run through the whole body with strength, because the internal organs are fragile, and if one is not careful, the internal organs will be torn apart.

Only those who have superb control over their strength dare to try it, like Liu Deshui's Yanwu Hall, no one dares to do this, because they are afraid that they will not be able to hold back their strength.

In fact, when Liu Deshui played, he didn't expect Zhang Zhiwei to make him feel this way.

His initial idea was that the two sides join hands, and feel it through the way of hair extensions during the fight.

If he knew in advance that he was going to directly use his body to block it, and the strength penetrated his whole body, he would not dare to go on stage no matter what, he didn't care about his face, but he still cared about his fate.

"How does it feel?!" Zhang Zhiwei said, "Let's stop here. Bengjin explodes instantly, and there is no retraction. You can't bear it!"

"The boy has benefited a lot, Senior Brother Zhang is really a god, thank you Senior Brother Zhang for your guidance!"

Liu Deshui was already on his knees, and took advantage of the opportunity to make a big obeisance. As for Mana Bengjin, not to mention he couldn't bear it, even if he could bear it, he wouldn't dare to bear it.

Liu Deshui staggered to his feet, walked to the elders of Yanwu Hall to communicate with them, and then walked out of the backyard.

He wanted to go back to his room for retreat, carefully comprehend what he had just gained, and grasp the personal feeling just now.

But at this moment, there is a lot of discussion in the martial arts arena. Among the younger generation, 90% of them don't understand the gold content of this move.

Not to mention them, even at the elders' table, there were many people who couldn't understand and were discussing in low voices.

But those who understood were silent, Baji was very ordinary, but this slap was not ordinary.

Celestial master Zhang Jingqing is the one who is silent. This move made him, the master, feel a big turmoil in his heart. He couldn't help but wonder, he had never used it before. When did this little villain practice such a seasoned boxing skill?

Could it be that "mouse" is not the only one who secretly works hard at night, but also the "lion" in his family? It's really strange, why did my Dragon and Tiger Mountain suddenly set off such a trend?

But at this moment, Lu Jin understood the reason for the quarrel between Lu Ci and Lu Jiazhu, and witnessed Zhang Zhiwei pointing out Liu Deshui. He slapped his head fiercely and said in annoyance:

"Master, I have lost money!"

"What's your loss?" Zuo Ruotong glanced at him.

"They were beaten, and they all got advice. I didn't, I... didn't I suffer in vain?"

Lu Jin said a little aggrieved.