Chapter 42 No. [-] in Hejian Until that day, the old man suddenly stopped Bai Mo and said, "Young students, the old gym master said that the way of martial arts is to be step-by-step. You can't grow long if you just practice hard."
Bai Mo was thoughtful and asked doubtfully, "What do you mean, old man, to ask me to find someone to fight with?"
"Yes, only in actual combat can you show your kung fu." The old man nodded and said with a smile, "There are many martial arts schools in Hejian Mansion, and there are many martial arts practitioners gathered here, so they are suitable to be your opponent."
Bai Mo hesitated a little and said, "It's not good to come to the gym for no reason."
"It's really not good. Someone knocks on the door, the martial arts school loses face, and it's a situation where there is no end." The old man agreed seriously, then coughed lightly, took out an old banner and handed it to him, "It's better Go to the food market and set up a ring. Most of the people practicing martial arts are very energetic, and there are many people coming up."
Bai Mo unfolded it and saw two lines of large characters written on it, "I am invincible among my peers, and I am the number one warrior in Hejian."
The corners of his eyes twitched slightly, and he was stunned, "This is too arrogant. If word gets out, will I be beaten to death?"
Even so, a surge of pride gradually emerged in his heart. Wouldn't it be great if he could conquer the entire younger generation of Hejian Mansion!
In my arms, the little black dog stuck his head out and looked at these words. His eyes suddenly lit up and his ears stood up.
The old man lost his temper and muttered, "It doesn't matter if you are arrogant. If you are not motivated enough, you will not achieve great things. The old gym owner used this banner to set up the arena for three days. The way of martial arts is to commit suicide. If you are not arrogant and energetic, you are still called martial arts." Learn it!"
Then he looked at Bai Mo and muttered, "Your muscles and bones are much stronger than those of the old owner when he was young. At most, you will break a few bones and lie in bed for a few days, that's all. Just think that I have seen the wrong person."
With that said, the old man went to get the banner.
Bai Mo was dumbfounded, stopped the old man, and said with a smile, "What the old man said is reasonable. Brother He wants all the talented people in the world to know his talent. I can't lag behind. I will use this arena to see what's going on in the river." A martial arts hero!"
Most people who practice martial arts first cultivate the evil spirit in their hearts. When the anger is sufficient, they can often do things that are beyond common sense. For example, generals in the army like tiger and wolf warriors. It is because the evil spirit in their hearts is strong and bloody that they can kill. It is a bloody road, becoming a prince and becoming a general, and progressing smoothly.
He had fought with people in Changgu Town since he was a child and defeated all his peers. Naturally, he had an evil spirit in his heart. As the days of martial arts practice grew, this evil spirit naturally increased a lot.
On the afternoon of the next day, a large number of people gathered at Caishikou without realizing it, and surrounded them three times inside and three times outside.
"Okay!!" Suddenly, bursts of cheers came from the crowd, causing passers-by to stop and watch.
"Brother, what's going on? It's so lively." Someone asked in confusion.
"Have you seen the inside?" The man on the side said excitedly, "The young man inside set up a ring here yesterday and used a set of martial arts as a bet to challenge the younger generation of Hejian Mansion. In the past two days, he has been beaten He brought down more than twenty of them."
Passers-by stood on tiptoes and stretched their necks to look inside.
Bang! !
Bai Mo spread his fingers and clasped the face of a young man in black, and at the same time swept his foot at the man's ankle.
The young man was in pain and fell backward uncontrollably.
Bai Mo exerted force in his hands, pinched the young man's facial bones, pressed down, and knocked him down firmly on the stone slab.
After a few breaths, the young man in black got up with an ugly look on his face, clasped his fists towards Bai Mo, threw out a booklet, and then walked away quickly through the Mo took it, looked through it a few times, and smiled. This was the No. 20 seven martial arts books he had obtained.
Although most of them are widely circulated martial arts such as "Vajra Fist", "Broken Mountain Fist" and "Monument Smashing Hand", they are not very sophisticated and far inferior to Chiyang Shou and Wudu he didn't dislike it either. Before practicing martial arts, it was hard to find, but now it's easy to get, but after a fight, you can get it.
There are still three kilograms of iron in the sunken ship. Each of these martial arts has its own advantages. The cumulative effect has also opened his eyes. He has become more and more proficient in controlling strength. Various moves are at his fingertips. In a trance, he has a sense of The charm of accumulated heritage.
With a smile in his eyes, he looked at everyone and said, "Is anyone else coming up?"
"Let me come!" A low roar suddenly came from the crowd, and then a figure jumped out.
The visitor and Bai Mo looked at each other, then quickly walked up to him without saying a , he lifted his vaginal leg with one move and went straight to Bai Mo's crotch.
Bai Mo couldn't help but frowned. This man was so unruly and his methods were tilted his body slightly, bent his knees to block the kick, and at the same time, he made a palm knife-like move and slashed the person's neck diagonally.
This person relies on his ruthless energy to come up with surprises. How can he imagine that Bai Mo has been fighting with others since he was a child? This kind of dirty way has long been accustomed to him. It is like a little shrimp entering the river for the first time and encountering the water. Giant crocodile.
He was feeling proud when he suddenly received such a heavy blow. He immediately rolled his eyes and collapsed to the ground.
Fortunately, Bai Mo's attack was measured and he only fainted without serious injury.
"Another one!" The onlookers kept making noises, looking at the banner behind Bai Mo and talking about it.
"This boy looks young, but how can he be so powerful? The man just now was the proud disciple of Qingyun Martial Arts School, and he lost so quickly!" Some people looked at him in shock and clucked their tongues.
"It's awesome, but his tone is a bit too arrogant. Those who look at it want to beat him up." Some people were angry and couldn't stand Bai Mo's behavior.
"Come on, let's cheer you up." Hearing this, the people on the side immediately started cheering.
"Go, go, just talk. With my body and bones, if I go up there, I'm asking for a beating."
Bai Mo twitched the corner of his mouth, without changing his expression, and said loudly, "When I first came here, I heard that Hejian Mansion is full of martial virtues and has many heroes. But when I saw it today, it turned out to be an exaggeration."
The young man was so angry that he could not withstand such a provocation. Several people immediately jumped out and stepped forward to fight with Bai Mo one by one.
One of the young men in a blue shirt took a few steps and rushed towards Bai Mo. His fists and kicks were not weak. As he approached, he gave a sharp kick to Bai Mo's abdomen. The hem of his clothes swayed and made a crackling sound, obviously the strength was extraordinary.
Bai Mo nodded secretly. This strength was definitely that of a top-level warrior. At this age, he could be considered a young genius.
He didn't dodge, he pushed hard, tightened his belly, turned his body slightly, grabbed the blue-shirted boy's calf, and followed the trend, breaking his balance.
The boy in blue shirt couldn't help but stumble forward, and received a solid elbow from Bai Mo, hitting his chest between the collarbone and below his throat.
The blue-shirted boy's vision went dark, he fell to the ground with a plop, and passed out.
(End of this chapter)