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You can search for the latest chapters in Baidu for "City: Start Reward for a Commercial Street Search Novel (www.soxscc.com)"!Yang Zixing appeared in the center of the Wushu station, making everyone on the scene bewildered.

"Who is this person? Is it also a master?"

"It's not like it! Look at other masters who are all immortal, and they also have apprentices. This person is not only a person, but also so young, can he be a master? Don't be kidding."

"That's right, what does this person want to do? Isn't he coming in to make trouble?"

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Everyone talked a lot.

Even the staff on the side of the martial arts stage shouted with all their faces unhappily: "Hey, what are you doing? This is the martial arts stage, hurry down, don't accidentally hurt you for a while."

accidental injury?

Yang Zixing almost laughed when he heard this.

I don't know if the people around you can see it, but he can see it anyway.

I am afraid that none of the so-called masters present is true.

Although Yang Zixing dare not deny that there is really no qigong in this world, qigong is definitely not the appearance of those so-called masters performing.

Not only is there no breath change, but can the people who cooperate with the performance be professional?

Obviously the action is fast, the masters have not yet exerted their strength, they actually fell first?

Could it be the presbyopia of the people around you?

It's best to have a martial arts meeting at night, as it is easy to show off during the day.

"I heard that there is a martial arts club here today, so I came here specially. Why, don't you welcome the audience?"

Yang Zixing smiled faintly.

"It's not unwelcome, but what's the matter with you standing in the center of the martial arts station? Doesn't this prevent the master from doing kung fu!"

The staff looked speechless.

It was the first time that he saw an audience run to the stage to watch a performance.

Who is performing?

Don’t the audience watch you perform well?

"It's okay. I have practiced martial arts since I was a child. Although I don't know what invincibility is in the world, I have achieved small achievements in these years. Don't worry, I will not stand in the scope of the master's power and will not add chaos.

Yang Zixing said with a smile.

Want to drive him away?

is it possible!

Even for the mission, he must stay.

then……

Expose the scams of these scammers!

At this moment, an old man with a white beard stood up and stroked his beard with a smile.

"Little brother, this martial arts is divided into many sects. I think you are practicing outside martial arts, right? These can't stand our qigong."

"Really? I really want to see the master's demeanor. I don't know if the master can show me insight."

Yang Zixing said upon seeing this.

"Of course today is a martial arts club, and everyone should naturally exchange ideas."

The old man with white beard nodded.

"But the premise is that you have to withdraw from the isolation zone, so as not to accidentally hurt you."

"Okay."

Yang Zixing nodded.

He has time anyway and is not in a hurry.

Immediately, the old man with white beard led his disciple onto the court.

Pretending to be a gift to the surrounding audience.

Immediately, those disciples threw the old man with white beard to live.

Then keep turning in circles.

People are eye-catching.

Just when Yang Zixing was speechless, he saw a scene that refreshed his three views.

The old man with white beard suddenly grabbed the hand of one of the disciples.

The disciple immediately fell to the block like an electric shock, convulsing constantly.

Still desperately rolling his eyes, the other disciples seemed to want to save that person, so they arrested him.

Unexpectedly, the people who came later were also electrocuted.

Fell to the ground and twitched.

Immediately afterwards, the disciples of the old man with white beard just went to help people one by one, just like the gourd baby sent his grandfather.163TXT www.txt163.com

As a result, all convulsed like an electric shock.

Everyone around shouted in surprise.

"Wow, is it so amazing? I don't know when I will be like this!"

"The master has practiced for a lifetime, do you think you can do it? If that's the case, wouldn't everyone become a master?"

"Okay, let's watch this kind of thing lively. Is it possible that we can still learn this skill? But this master seems to be better than the previous ones!"

Everyone discussed each other.

Yang Zixing almost laughed when he heard it.

Me Nima?

What kind of brains are these people? Can't you see such bad acting skills?

How can it be possible that a person really exists in one's body and can make others perform qigong like an electric shock.

If this is the case, wouldn't it be enough to let this old white beard go to work at the National Power Station?I don’t know how much electricity and energy to save every year.

The performance of the old man with white beard was not over yet, and his hand shook slightly.

Those disciples immediately rolled out in all directions.

The real exaggeration is behind this.

I saw the old man with white beard sinking his hands on his waist, then he lifted up abruptly and shouted: "Close!"

The disciples who were bounced back slowly rolled back one by one, and finally lay at the feet of the old man with white beard.

Oh my God!

This brain hole breaks through the sky, right?

Yang Zixing really couldn't stand it anymore.

With this kind of ability, is it not good to make movies and write scripts?

It's really a shame to be a martial arts liar.

There was even more enthusiastic applause around.

"thanks, thanks."

The old man with white beard bowed frequently and looked like everyone else.

"Dare to ask how this master is called?"

At this time, Yang Zixing jumped onto the martial arts stage.

"Yeah? Really a practicer."

The old white beard said.

"Haha, how can you be compared with the master of vulture skills."

Yang Zixing smiled.

"The younger generation is terrible, the younger generation is terrible."

"I don't know what the master is called yet?"

"Old and not talented, Feng Xifan of Southern Qigong."

The master smiled.

"It turned out to be Master Feng? I just saw you perform this qigong on stage. I really admire it and want to experience it. I wonder if Master Feng will give me this opportunity."

Yang Zixing said.

"Naughty!"

The staff below took the lead.

"Who are you? What qualifications do you have to fight against Master Feng?"

"Ah?"

Yang Zixing chuckled with his hands behind his back.

"As a martial artist, practicing martial arts is naturally to strengthen the body. Since it is to strengthen the body and learn from each other, regardless of high or low, the winner is king, why should I not ask Master Feng for advice? Master Feng, as a senior, I As a posterior, isn't it right for me to learn from him?"

"you!"

A paragraph directly made the staff speechless.

The audience around was also booing.

"Master Feng, you should educate this kid who doesn't know the heights of heaven and earth!"

"Yes, that's right, I dare to challenge our Master Feng, so he has to keep his memory long no matter what!"

"Young people, don't regret it. Master Feng is a famous southern qigong master here."

Basically, those who spoke were not optimistic about Yang Zixing.

Obviously he hasn't started yet, as if he had already predicted that he would lose.

Yang Zixing didn't take these words to heart at all.

"Master Feng, shouldn't it be you who are afraid, so you dare not compete with me?"