Chapter 117 (1/2)
Due to the heavy rain in the hospital, the place for this assessment is the Martial Arts Pavilion of the martial gang.
It covers an area of nearly 100 meters.
Inside are some wooden stakes, iron sand and other martial arts equipment.
Most of the members of the martial Gang practice here on weekdays.
When Qi Yun came, the Martial Arts Pavilion was full of people.
In addition to the hall leaders and elders of yesterday, there are also some young faces. They have profound internal skills, clear eyes and even breathing.
None of these young faces looks older than thirty.
They are generally in their twenties.
In the middle, there is an excellent chair on which the sect leader Zhao Tianlong sits.
”I've seen the sect leader!”
Qi Yun came up to salute.
”Get up. I told you last night that you must be ready. The sword has no eyes. This time you don't need weapons. Just consider boxing and foot Kung Fu.”
Zhao Tianlong smiled.
”Yes, sect leader.”
Qi Yun got up.
Next to Zhao Tianlong, a young man with thin face and fierce eyes swept Qi Yun coldly.
Is this Qi Yun?
His eyes twinkled with cold light.
From the fact that the guild leader said he didn't need weapons and only considered boxing and foot Kung Fu, he could judge that the guild leader really wanted to have adopted children.
In addition to him, there was a man next to him, his eyes narrowed and flashing a gloomy light.
This is da Taibao, Zhao Tianyi, who became the adopted son of Zhao Tianlong.
He also got some information about yesterday's news.
Already know the adoptive father's plan.
He's tired of having twelve other brothers.
Now the old man wants another adopted son. How can he be reconciled to Zhao Tianyi?
”Well, who will come first?”
Zhao Tianlong looked at the thirty hall leaders around him and smiled.
These 30 hall leaders are all good hands, with fists, swords and swords. They are proficient in everything.
”Go back to the sect leader and come down!”
A middle-aged man walked out with fists. He was about 40 years old, full of blood, his temples bulging, his skin yellowish, his muscles curling and powerful.
”Brother Qi, please!”
He looked at Qi Yun and hugged his fist slightly.
”Please!”
Qi Yun returned the gift.
Hoo!
The man rushed in an instant, his body was full of Qi and sent out a sharp wind. He split his palm towards Qi Yun's chest. He was fast, accurate and fierce, and his strength was extremely fierce.
Qi Yun's body flashed and directly hit the man's arms with his shoulders.
The man's face changed greatly when he saw Qi Yun's shoulder hit and wanted to dodge. It was too late. He hurried out with both hands to meet Qi Yun.
Bang!
With a dull noise, the man was knocked upside down for seven or eight meters on the spot, hit hard in the distance and grinned.
This is the result of Qi Yun's hand. Otherwise, one palm can kill the man.
He is a newcomer, just to avoid disaster. In the final analysis, he is an outsider, and he has to leave some thin noodles for each other.
”Good!”
Zhao Tianlong couldn't help cheering.
Other hall leaders were also surprised. They looked at the man who was hit and flew and Qi Yun.
It was Qian Bao, the leader of hall Qian, who was powerful and a good hand at the peak of Shenguang. He was famous for his windy sand palm. As a result, he didn't play it at all. He was hit and flew?
”Yes.”
Qi Yun arched his hand.
”Who's next?”
Zhao Tianlong looked at the remaining hall leaders.
Many hall leaders looked dignified.
”Come down!”
Another man came out. He was tall and thin. He was more flexible than the man just now. He practiced the method of catching, took people's joints, locked people's acupoints, and paid attention to dexterity.
As soon as he made a move, he grabbed Qi Yun's key. He was fast and hissed. His five fingers were like wrought iron, mixed with internal power.
After hiding twice in a row, Qi Yun slapped the man on the chest and threw the man upside down on the spot. His body smashed the wooden stake on his back and fell in the distance.