Chapter 249 (1/2)

”It's really a martial arts maniac.” Li Qing tilted his mouth, immediately retreated, stepped on the railing at the corner of the training platform, jumped up, and supported Da Wu's forehead with one hand.

Five fingers clasped Dawu's skull. As soon as Li Qing turned over, he just turned a somersault from Dawu's head and fell steadily behind him. He stretched his feet on the inside of Dawu's legs. With a little force, Dawu staggered out and hit the elastic belt next to the training platform and bounced back.

”Good Kung Fu.” Dawu didn't feel angry at all. Instead, his eyes were full of war. He rushed up to Li Qing again and grabbed his waist with both hands.

After finding that Li Qing's physical flexibility was much better than himself, Dawu chose a more direct attack.

The footsteps moved to the side. Li Qing's body was slightly sideways, and his arm was wrapped around Dawu's muscular arm like a withered vine. Then he twisted his arm back and kicked his right foot back on Dawu's popliteal fossa.

With a plop, Dawu knelt down on one knee. The arm was pulled by Li Qing, making his body appear an incredible radian.

”Ah.” with a loud drink, Dawu kicked the ground with his other foot, turned around in the air, turned to the front of Li Qing, and hit Li Qing's chest with his head.

With the terrifying power of Da Wu, if this blow is hit head-on, the sternum of ordinary people can be broken.

However, Li Qing also came up with a fierce spirit. He stared at Dawu's bright bald head. Instead of avoiding, he gritted his teeth and bowed his head, and bumped into Dawu's forehead.

A dull sound sounded like two big stones bumping together, ringing all around.

Under the stand, Fang Yong was so frightened that he bit his tongue: ”shit! This is playing top cow!”

Dawu has practiced martial arts since he was a child. Although the so-called Golden Bell covered iron cloth shirt is not as capable of blocking bullets as the legend, it can never be underestimated. At least half of the practitioners dare not compete with him in iron head skills. He was really open-minded when he met Li Qing today.

At first, I saw Li Qing's intention to hit him with his head. Dawu was secretly proud that Lao Tzu's head was so hard that he could break seven bricks. Do you compare it with me? It's the same as taking you as the weakest to be the strongest than me. Isn't this trying to die? It's really overkill.

But unexpectedly, as soon as they made a fierce contact on their forehead, Dawu felt a buzzing sound in his brain, and his thinking was immediately blank.

He rolled his eyes, Dawu hummed softly, and then fell on the training platform with a plop. He was knocked unconscious.

There was a sudden sound of air-conditioning around. The thugs had long been stunned and stood there without moving.

”The head is really hard.” Li Qing rubbed his forehead, frowned and grinned unhappily.

The body swayed a few times, and then Li Qing slowly walked down the training platform and came to Lin Qiuqiu. When he saw several people staring at him, Li Qing asked impatiently, ”what are you doing staring at me?”

Lin Qiuqiu got up, stood on tiptoe and looked at Li Qing's forehead. Then he stretched out his jade hand and touched it: ”why is your head so hard?”

It hasn't been five minutes since they met. Li Qing just knocked Dawu unconscious. If this matter is spread, it will definitely become a legend.

Dawu was in a coma, his eyes turned white, and Li Qing could walk down intact, but his forehead was slightly red, which was incredible.

”Brother Qing is really powerful.” Fang Yong finally regained his consciousness, raised his thumb at Li Qing and smiled with respect.

Those muscular thugs on the other side also clapped their hands and looked at Li Qing's eyes.

Hong De stood up trembling, took a deep look at Li Qing, and then waved to the thugs: ”go and see how brother Dawu is!”

They just woke up like a dream. Although Dawu is not popular in the Teaching Hall, he is Lin Mengdie's man after all. He should be careful.

Several people greeted Dawu, helped him up and carefully fed a few salivas. After a while, Dawu finally woke up and turned around. His lips wriggled and burst out a few words. He couldn't practice a sentence at all. No one could understand what he was talking about.

”Master Hong, he's all right.” someone waved to reassure Hong De that he was just stupid temporarily. As long as people can wake up and talk, it's no big problem to rest for a few days.

With a slight sigh of relief, Hong De put his heart in his stomach and pressed down with one hand: ”I'll have a look.”

”Wait a minute.” long Wuyi stretched out his hand, stopped Hong De, and then pointed to the ashtray on the table: ”this?”

Hong Deling didn't run away. He glanced at the mess in the ashtray. He couldn't help feeling sick. He couldn't stand watching. Would he live if he drank it?

”Eh? What are you doing?” Li Qing asked curiously.

Fang Yong smiled: ”brother Qing, you just had a competition with the big monk. They made a bet privately. Whoever loses will drink it.”

”It's just a joke. I didn't take it seriously.” Hong degan smiled perfunctorily. ”I knew brother Li was equal to Dawu Kung Fu. Anything is possible.”

Li Qing glanced at the table, his mouth twitched fiercely, and then looked at Hong De with a smile: ”old Hong, you are an elder. We young people are watching. We can't cheat.”

The old man's face turned red and Hong De's face turned green. Before, he always regarded himself as an elder. He didn't look up to Li Qing. Now he was sent back by the other party.