Li Yiru, who was chatting with Zhang Heng, suddenly changed his face. Before he could say hello to Zhang Heng, he ran towards the old man. It seemed that the old man looked very bad. He stomped his crutches with some anger and said tremblingly, "Xiaoru, help me out! I don't believe they dare to make a fuss!"

Zhang Heng saw everything secretly, turned to Zhang Xin and Yang Yang and followed him closely, then took their hands and walked out of the villa with everyone.

I saw that in the yard of the villa community, there were seven people standing more than ten meters away in front of the villa gate. Except for an old man who was about the same age as Mr. Li, the rest were young and middle-aged people in their twenties or thirties.

However, unlike the disciples in blue shirt and cloth jackets in front of Mr. Li, these people were all naked and naked, revealing their tendons and flesh. Their fists were wrapped around with cloth strips. The heroic and unruly dress immediately reminded Zhang Heng of a foreign martial arts name - Muay Thai!

In front of these people, Li Jianguo covered his nose with blood in his hands.

"Old Wang, what do you mean!" Old Master Li looked as deep as water, and looked at the old man with white hair in front of him, "You are immortal, you are not giving up until you die. You want to prove that your new Muay Thai is stronger than our White Ape Tongbing Fist?"

"Hehe, there is no way. Who makes you huddle at home? I can't compete with you, so I have to take advantage of your 80th birthday." The old man called Lao Wang laughed and touched the hair of the Muay Thai boxers beside him with some love. "My children are all abandoned children I have spent more than ten years adopting from Thailand. I asked them to train me to improve the new Muay Thai day and night to defeat your White Ape Tongbing Fist, so that you know that my new Muay Thai is the invincible in boxing techniques!"

"You immortal, why are you doing this..." Old Master Li sighed, "There is no strongest martial arts, only the strongest individual. Do you still understand this famous saying?"

"I don't understand, why do I understand?" The old man showed a trace of remembrance and emotion in his eyes, and he sneered, "I only know that as long as I use my trained disciples to knock down all your disciples, it can prove that my new Muay Thai is stronger than your White Ape Tongbang Fist!"

"Fuck, how can this kind of imported foreign race be comparable to our long-standing ancient martial arts? You, a fool who admires foreign countries and fascinates foreigners!" Among the men wearing cloth jackets, one young man suddenly cursed.

"Stop, Wen'er, there is no room for you to interrupt!" Old Master Li glared at the young man fiercely, and the young man's head shrank and he didn't dare to speak anymore.

"Hahaha, so what about imported foreign products? I want to create a method that accommodates all martial arts in the world and picks the essence of a hundred schools of thought. How can the boundaries of the country stop me?" Lao Wang was not only not angry, but laughed, looking a little crazy.

"Typical symptoms of paranoidness in elderly people." Zhang Heng shook his head and hid in the crowd and muttered in a low voice.

"Go away quickly. If I don't leave, I will call the police." Mr. Li is old after all, and doesn't like fighting and killing, just like driving people away.

"Okay, call the police. The police have been here for the time being, my disciples will knock down all your disciples. Are you sure you want this?"

"you……"

"Since that's the case, then I'll learn about your new Muay Thai!" Just as Mr. Li was hesitating, one of the middle-aged men in their forties walked out and bowed to the other party, "Senior Wang, do you still recognize me?"

"I know you. You injured my eldest disciple more than ten years ago and ruined one of his legs." The old man surnamed Wang narrowed his eyes, and a cold light suddenly appeared in his eyes. "Today is the moment I avenge my eldest disciple. Basong, go and deal with him!"

"Yes!" A young man in his twenties walked out of the team, clenched his fists, and looked at the middle-aged man naked, "I will smash your skull with my elbow!"

"Hmph, I want to learn how much your new Muay Thai has made over the years!" The middle-aged man sneered, his body slightly sideways, presses down the chassis, and poses a defensive starting move.

The young man called Basong tightened the cloth strip wrapped around his hands, and suddenly shook his feet, pressing towards the other party at an extremely fast speed!

Suddenly, the collision between the two men rang like a drum, and the people around them kept screaming!

"It's great, it turns out that there are really martial arts masters in the world!" Zhang Xin poked her head out behind Zhang Heng and said excitedly, "Brother, are you anyone who is powerful?"

"I can hit ten." Zhang Heng turned his hand and pressed his sister's head back.

But Zhang Heng did not expect that his words were heard by the other party. The old man who came to provoke him glared at Zhang Heng fiercely, and then turned his head away.

But Mr. Li and Li Jianguo, who were surrounded by everyone, looked very bad. A waiter brought a towel to Li Jianguo's nose, barely stopping the bleeding from the nose. "Damn it, Wang Shengkang is so crazy. Dad, let's call the police!"

"Fart! This is a matter of our country's martial arts world. What does it have to do with the police?" Mr. Li glared at Li Jianguo, letting Li Jianguo have the power abroad, but he could only bear it in front of his father.

"But the fist is afraid of being strong. Xiao He is not young anymore. He has passed the peak of physical fitness. The other party's fist dances with his fist. Xiao He is probably not the opponent!" Li Jianguo said anxiously.

"It doesn't matter, Muay Thai has a strong offensive, focusing on killing the opponent with one blow, but paying too much attention to attacking with all strength, and having too few tricks, and there is no way to throw it. However, our boxing style focuses on defense, and Senior Brother He is fine." At this moment, a man in his thirties in his blue shirt said.

But as the two of them were talking, a hoarse scream was heard. The middle-aged man called Xiao He was actually hit by Basong with an elbow on the cover of the Tianling. A large amount of blood flowed out like a pillar. He covered his head and fell to the ground, unable to get up at all!

But Basong didn't stop, but instead stepped hard and stepped on the middle-aged man's leg, actually trying to destroy one of the other's legs!

"stop!"

Everyone was shocked, and the six green-shirt disciples in front of Mr. Li immediately rushed forward to stop the other party. When they saw the other party rushing forward, the six Muay Thai boxers who came to provoke him immediately kicked and rushed forward with a squeak!

Suddenly, the two sides fought completely!

Zhang Heng frowned. In his opinion, the White Ape Tongbang Fist of the disciple of Mr. Li is indeed exquisite, but it is not strong enough. Muay Thai is born with a brave and fierce fighting skill. Using the hardest parts of the human body to attack the opponent's weaknesses, a little carelessness will cause serious casualties and injuries!

The Bai Yuan Tongbing Fist movements are refined, and the wisdom of many generations of people is condensed here. It can be said that it is not inferior to the health boxing technique of Tai Chi. Muay Thai is a martial art that constantly squeezes the potential of the body. Most practitioners can live to be no more than forty years old.

If the two compare which one can maintain healthier health, then Baiyun Tongbing Fist can indeed cause mugwort to be exposed, but if it is simply compared to combat power, then Baiyun Tongbing Fist's combat power is really not as good as Muay Thai that chases life.

Sure enough, the two sides fought each other, and in just half a minute, the disciples on Mr. Li's side were defeated. On the other side, they looked fierce and their eyes were constantly bled. These Muay Thai disciples were all desperate people who had seen blood!

No wonder the combat effectiveness of both sides is not on the same level at all!

Even after these enemies knocked down their opponents, bloodthirsty flashed in their eyes. The first Basong, who stood out, even turned his attention to Mr. Li, who was in front of the crowd!

"Grandpa, go!" Li Yiru, who was standing beside him, felt something was wrong and hurriedly stepped in front of Mr. Li. Almost at the same time, Ba Song roared, stepped under his feet, and rushed towards Li Yiru like lightning!

"Danger!"

Mr. Li was shocked and immediately wanted to push Li Yiru away. Although he was once a master of national arts, he was now 80 years old, but he couldn't even push a weak woman away. At this moment, his face showed sadness and regret!

At this critical moment, a flash of light flashed in front of Zhang Heng's eyes, like teleportation, and at the same time, his right leg raised high like a giant axe, and then slashed hard!

Bloody surging! (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!