Rebirth Game Tycoon

Lu Menglin followed the old Ye Tian, ​​turned around in the courtyard, and passed a quiet corridor before arriving in front of a wing room.

It seems that this Wing Chun gymnasium is much larger than it looks outside. In such a place on Hong Kong Island, which can have such a large house, it seems that the heir of Wing Chun Master Yip Tian has some background. Hard!

The wing in front of you was very quiet, and there was no noise around it.

The old man Ye Tian stepped on the steps, opened the door with a hand, and said with a smile: "Please come in."

Lu Menglin stepped onto the steps in Yiyan, and at the moment he stepped up to the threshold, he suddenly stiffened, obviously hesitating.

Because he suddenly had an indescribable intuition, as if there was some kind of extremely terrifying and powerful creature hidden in that door, like a liger and a tiger, shuddering.

Seeing Lu Menglin not moving, the face of the old man Ye Tian was even more surprised.

"Can you feel it?" The old man Ye Tian said in surprise.

Lu Menglin didn't know why, but still nodded.

"Sure enough, you are an expert who has practiced internal strength, please come in! There is no danger inside." Ye Tian smiled.

Lu Menglin's brows tightened and he bit the scalp and stepped across the threshold, but his whole body was involuntarily tightened, maintaining a considerable degree of vigilance.

The front half of this wing was empty, and it really didn't seem dangerous.

The furnishings in the room are very simple. There is only a dark wooden table and two solid wooden chairs. I don't know what age it is. It looks very old.

Next to the wooden table is a small door, separated by a gray bead curtain, making it impossible to see the movement inside.

The old man Ye Tian turned his head and said, "Brother Lu, wait here first. I will go in and bring people out."

After that, Ye Tian stretched out his hand to lift the bead curtain and got in shortly.

Lu Menglin stood there, looking around casually.

From this look, he actually saw some doorways.

This wing room is weird. The floor and walls seem to have been paved and thickened. On closer inspection, there are some slight cracks on the walls or on the wooden tables and chairs, as if they were It's the same as being scratched with nails.

And the number of these cracks is extremely large, all concentrated in the same direction.

At this moment, Lu Menglin suddenly heard a soft noise in the back of his head.

The bead curtain that blocked the door suddenly broke two in the middle. At the same time as the gray beads fell to the ground, Lu Menglin suddenly felt the danger and tilted his head instinctively.

A gust of strong wind rushed past Lu Menglin's cheek, only to hear a very small sound from the black wooden chair behind him.

Lu Menglin turned his head and saw that there was a new scar on the black wooden chair.

Damn it!What is this!Lu Menglin was suddenly shocked. He clearly didn't see anything, but he could scratch the wooden chair. If it just fell on his cheek, wouldn't it be a shame?

"I have to rely on my face to eat! What the hell!" Lu Menglin muttered to himself with lingering fears.

After a while, the door curtain rolled, and the old man Ye Tim slowly walked out pushing a wheelchair.

In this wheelchair sits a gray-haired old man with a beard, thick eyebrows and big eyes.

The old man in a wheelchair tilted his head and stared at Lu Menglin with an angry face.

"Why does he have such a small white face? Forget it, stop teaching, push me in!" The white-haired old man patted the wheelchair angrily.

Ye Tian smiled bitterly and said, "I'm here, let's talk! Besides, people don't want to learn Wing Chun, otherwise I will teach it."

"I don't want to learn Wing Chun? Okay! Wing Chun is a kind of self-defense technique for women, and it's useless if you learn it! Haha!" The white-haired old man laughed wildly.

The old man laughed so loudly that the room was humming, obviously full of breath.

When Lu Menglin heard these words, he was rather unhappy.

First, Master Yip Tian had already beaten him just now. If Wing Chun can’t work, wouldn’t he be worse than a lady?

In addition, Master Ye Tian is pushing a wheelchair. This old white-haired man has been taken care of by others, and he speaks so loudly that it hurts other people's martial arts. This kind of character is too annoying.

"Master, you said Wing Chun is not good, do you think your boxing skills are better than Wing Chun?" Lu Menglin asked with a smile.

Hearing the boy's direct words, the gray-haired old man and Ye Tianju were taken aback.

"Of course! Even in front of Lao Ye, I dare to say this. If I can stand up, his fist can't beat me." The white-haired old man said with a proud face.

"Yeah! You are amazing! If you sit and compare, Master Ye will definitely not be able to beat you. What is your own set of boxing methods called? Let me guess, is it wheelchair boxing? The wheelchair boxing is the best in the world? Or practice it. Boxers, first have to break their legs and get on a wheelchair?" Lu Menglin sneered unceremoniously.

Unexpectedly, this kid turned his head and satirized him directly, obviously to vent his anger for the old man Ye Tian.

Ye Tian and the white-haired old man all laughed, especially the white-haired old man, who smiled instead of anger: "This little baby has a good heart. Knowing how to help the weak is a bit chivalrous of my generation. "

"However, I still have to try his inner strength." The white-haired old man smiled with his head up.

When Lu Menglin heard this, he immediately became alert.

This old white-haired man is a nasty one at first glance. Don't look at him in a wheelchair, but his tone is not small.

Thinking of this, Lu Menglin stepped back secretly, then took a step back.

He thought to himself, I'm a big deal to stay away from you, you say try it, just try it?I'm not stupid.

As a result, the white-bearded old man suddenly stopped laughing, and stared at Lu Menglin with a pair of tiger eyes.

In an instant, Lu Menglin felt cold all over, and it seemed that all the goose bumps on his body suddenly surged.

This feeling is too strong!

It seemed that the person sitting in front of him was not an old man in a wheelchair, but a fierce tiger, meeting a fierce tiger in a narrow path in the mountain stream, and the hairs all over his body exploded. This is probably the feeling.

In shock, Lu Menglin couldn't help taking a step back.

This step back is equivalent to a total of three steps back, which is a total of six or seven steps away from the white-haired old man in the wheelchair.

It stands to reason that this distance is already very safe, but Lu Menglin's heart is still throbbing wildly. If it is not personal experience, it is hard to imagine that the other party can have such a terrible deterrent with just one look.

However, in an instant, Lu Menglin's mind suddenly moved and changed to breathe with "Turtle Snake Breathing Technique". He immediately felt that the pressure on his whole body was lightened, and his face regained a smile.

"It's scary for the old man to stare, but that's it!" Lu Menglin laughed.

The other party is in a wheelchair, six or seven steps away, even if his eyes can eat people, he can't hurt himself.

The white-haired old man saw that Lu Menglin had recovered so quickly under the impact of his "eye-catching", he was also slightly startled.

You know, the look he had just now was not just an ordinary glaring and scary, but a long-lost "eye-strike" technique in the martial arts, which can only be used by those who cultivate their minds to the gods.

The deterrence of this eye-catching technique is extremely powerful. If ordinary people are stared at by this one, the courageous person will be frightened to faint.

Even in the face of a brave martial artist who is a master of art, when the two fight against each other, the sudden use of the sight-fighting technique can make the other party stunned for a while, thus giving birth to many fighters.

But this little guy surnamed Lu recovered from the shock of the sighting in such a short time, which shocked the two masters of martial arts.

While the white-haired old man's eyes were full of divine light, he suddenly poked his hand and wrapped the bead curtain on the door of the room around his forearm.

As soon as Lu Menglin saw this action of the other party, he felt bad.

Sure enough, I saw the white-haired old man sitting in a wheelchair motionless, but he rolled his arm around, and under his strength, the bead curtain collapsed and turned into a rain of pearls, and shot towards Lu Menglin headlessly. .

These scattered beads seemed to contain unimaginable kinetic energy. The speed was so fast that they made a scream in the air, like a thousand horses, and iron horses stepped on them.

Unprepared for this sudden change, Lu Menglin could only hold his head with his arms, and at the same time he drew back, he showed the "True Martial Juli Jue" all over his upper body.

boom!

Boom!

Bang bang bang!

The beads were like raindrops, constantly bombarding Lu Menglin's body, slamming him over, almost turning over to the ground.

My arm was sore and numb, it was probably blue and swollen, and there was a problem even raising my hand.

While Lu Menglin was shocked, he just wanted to scold his mother!

I thought that after practicing Wudang's two great martial arts, I already looked like a master.I don't know how to start a hand with this white-haired old man, even people can't stop it with a casual brush.

The strength of these broken beads is huge, and each of them resembles rubber bullets. If they were replaced with metal ones, Lu Menglin estimated that he would have to fracture and be seriously injured.

After thinking about it, the other party is so powerful, which has reached the realm that plucking flowers and flying leaves in martial arts novels can hurt people.

Except for that Wudang Li Shixing Taoist, Lu Menglin had never seen such an expert.

It was not clear, the situation was stronger than the others, and Lu Menglin got up in desperation. Although he still looked angry, he didn't dare to swear any more.

The white-haired old man in the wheelchair suddenly smiled triumphantly when he saw that the boy was honest.

"Little bunny, do you know how you defeated? You were hit by my sight first, and your body shape naturally slowed down. Of course, you couldn't hide from the beads that I flew with my bright energy.

Hehe!This is still the result of Lao Tzu, I left my hand, if I shoot those beads with vigour, you will be dead now!"The white-haired old man smiled proudly.

Lu Menglin knew that what the other party said should be true, but he was not completely convinced. He raised his head and smiled: "Old man, there is a big truth that is popular these days. I wonder if you have heard it?"

"Which sentence?" The white-haired old man couldn't help but curious when he saw that this kid could still laugh.

"Won the battle and go to jail, but lose and be hospitalized. Fighting will not be popular in the future. You have to pay for medical expenses if you hurt someone." Lu Menglin said with a smile.

Those who spoke these words had no intention, but the listeners were intentional. When the two old men heard these words, their expressions were stagnant, and there was an expression of sadness on their faces suddenly.