In the vast hills of Breth, wooden houses are slightly far apart from each other, but they form a distance to call each other. Everyone who comes to this small town called Breth will like it.

Spacious wooden house floor.

Three men sat quietly, Han Luo brewed tea, poured cups, and served two martial artists seniors.

Hai Xiang and Li Xiaolong sat there, chatting in a whispering voice. The two martial artists of the same generation exchanged silently, and the martial artists who had been learning from each other for more than ten years had already communicated beyond language.

The sound of tea is thorough and the communication is soft.

Han Luo's body and mind were relaxed at this moment.

Hiking on Texas, a North American continent, is somewhat similar to China's Tibet area, vast and vast. Han Luo has been hiking for a month and a half since the summer vacation. From east to west, he is running wildly, and an emotion is pouring out. On the way back to the east, he meets the sea direction, which is a combing and disassembly, and the predecessors' little bit of tangible guidance to unlock the heart embankment. He is a familiar life in Texas, and has met more friends from Hai direction, and is a process of integrating with the world here.

At this moment, the physical fatigue of hiking for three consecutive days and 300 miles has gradually relieved and disappeared in the tea. The muscles are in a relaxed state. At this moment, the qi flows faster in the body.

In Austin, a thousand miles away, there was a black ancient sword hanging in the wall in a courtyard. It trembled slightly, and the sound of the sword shaking sound was like awakening.

Han Luoche tea, seniors were having tea, Hai Xiang smiled: "This tea is full of your breath, elegant and simple, and it is enough."

Li Xiaolong nodded slightly, agreeing that the child's energy is indeed not bad, otherwise the tea would not smell like this.

Han Luo smiled modestly: "Senior has been awarded, but I still have to learn from the younger generation."

"Knowing your shortcomings is still content." Hai Xiang said happily, with a little scent of raising his glass to cheer him up.

Li Xiaolong was excited and was ready to whisper, and said with great enthusiasm: "Mr. Han, are you interested in practicing martial arts with me?"

"Treating martial arts is like tasting tea. In North America, it means to compete." Hai Xiang smiled and explained to Han Luo. This was exactly the purpose of bringing Han Luo here, so that he could realize that dark energy is great. Don't lose your eyes by being praised by the outside world. Dark energy is known as the little master of martial arts and the number one master under the transformation of martial arts. Although it is not a dragon, it is also a dragon. What's so great? What's the little master, knocked down with one punch in the real martial arts world.

Han Luo smiled and found that this was the intention, and he couldn't refuse. In fact, he was very curious about what Mingjin first mentioned before, what kind of human abilities can be produced by the ordinary Mingjin boxer.

Han Luo smiled and clasped his fists and said, "Please."

"It is worthy of Master Anjin's appreciation. After the battle, I will fight for 300 rounds!" Li Xiao said angrily.

At this moment, the thin warrior exuded endless temperament, which was domineering.

Han Luo smiled humbly, stretched out his hand, made a gift, and invited him.

Li Xiaolong and Han Luo came to the center of the empty venue.

Li Xiaolong's home is very broad, and it does not affect the most special ability of Master Anjin. He walks around and develops his ability to come in an instant. This is the characteristic of Mingjin martial artists who have never been able to beat Anjin martial artists. What's the point of fighting? When someone meets him, he can't even see the shadow, and he will be rushed out, and he can't even see the figure clearly, let alone punching him.

Therefore, since ancient times, Mingjin was under the darkjinxing, which is called the entry-level.

But this Ming Jin martial artist was in high spirits, as if he hadn't seen the hidden martial artist for many years. His fists were covered with the dust that had been rising in the past, as if it was consecrated today.

Han Luo looked at Haixiang, looking for his meaning, and asked in his eyes whether he would do his best? Because during the journey, Haixiang mentioned twice the real strength of Mingjin's first warrior.

Hai Xiang smiled carefully and signaled, "Don't hold back, you two are actually just around the corner, just take all your strength." He didn't say the next sentence. If you fight to the darkness, I'll also see the sun.

Han Luo smiled carefully, looked at Li Xiaolong's figure, and stretched out his hand: "Please!"

The middle-aged martial artist Li Xiaolong smiled and said softly: "Is the hidden martial artist very amazing?"

Han Luo was about to answer.

Li Xiaolong ran over as if he was dragging his knife.

Han Luo's pupils shrank!

Li Xiaolong was as fast as lightning. It was not that the hidden martial artist used his qi to take ten meters in one step, but that he trained the running in the martial arts world to the extreme, and thus achieved such a degree.

Li Xiaolong came in an instant and punched out like a giant tree raising the sky.

Now Han Luo doesn't have to give in, he can't give in even if he wants to give in, because Han Luo has never seen such a punch.

Han Luo didn't have time to think about how he practiced this, so he stretched out his hand and fisted to resist this punch!

boom!

Han Luoru was hit by a giant tree and reached her limit, and her body retreated three meters.

For the first time in life, I used dark force to fight Ming force and was knocked back three meters with one punch!

Without waiting for Han Luo to react, Li Xiaolong moved over with a strange jump and kicked the sideways.

The wind is buzzing!

Like thunder and drums.

Han Luo didn't dare to take this kick head-on. He had never seen a martial artist who could make such a kick. His intuition, after taking it, was three times more powerful than the power of the fist just now.

Han Luo woke up his shocked heart, even if it was Hai Xiang along the way, what was the best martial artist in Mingjin, and how powerful his fists and feet were. Han Luo was listening outside. At this moment, he realized that what he said was not false, not only was not false, but also many things that he had not said. At this moment, all the wind, drums, vibrations, and fists and feet were never described.

The sound of fists and feet is like drums, and I have never heard of this sound.

Han Luo did not dare to take the power of Li Xiaolong's kick, and turned his waist sideways, pushed the ground, and punched him out.

Li Xiaolong's body was in close range, under the boxing technique of the Danan Fighter, and in the trance shadow that ordinary people could not see clearly, it seemed as if one side of the instinctive step was slightly passed back, so he avoided Han Luo's punch, then slid, and retreated quickly in a strange dance posture.

Han Luo's qi circulated, and in an instant, he came to Li Xiaolong sideways, trying to find an opportunity to attack from the side. Then, the qi roared and came to Li Xiaolong in an instant, faster than Li Xiaolong.

Li Xiaolong smiled and suddenly said, "It's just an unknown martial artist. The unknown martial artists in the world all have a common disease and like to rely on their own virtues."

Li Xiaolong took a breath, as if he was the representative of the Ming Jin martial artist, and gently moved his footsteps, Han Luo shook by his side.

The two intertwined!

Han Luo thought about it, how is this possible?

At this moment, Li Xiaolong’s strength as Mingjin No. 1 was undoubtedly revealed.

The martial arts world is here!

At that moment, Han Luo felt that his lifetime was so ridiculous.

"Is it amazing to be a secret martial artist?"

Li Xiaolong did not pursue him, and he restrained his spirit and acted as a master on the ground. He was not a master when he transformed his spirit.

On the tea table next to it, the old man named Jing Xianghai closed his eyes and smiled slightly: "Boy, if you suffer a loss, you will know that the martial arts world is so big."

Bang, bang, bang.

The old man is knocking on the table.

There is a discussion in the distance.
Chapter completed!