Gu Yang slapped the applause like wind and thunder, which was trembling.

But...it's useless.

For Wang Bo, who has extraordinary power and has practiced the Golden Bell Cover, this level of force is like being bitten by a mosquito, without any pain or itching.

On the contrary, Gu Yang, when he came into contact with Wang Bo's palm, felt a force like a rush of overwhelming force sweeping over.

The force of this hand is so strong, strong and fierce, it is simply incredible.

His iron sand palm was almost defeated in an instant, and his whole body was pushed out by this force. His feet rubbed against the ground and slid for about seven or eight meters before stopping.

This surprised Gu Yang very much.

Because although this force is strong and skinless, it does not hurt him at all, it just pushes him out. The clever force is simply incredible and amazing.

For a moment, Gu Yang understood that the young man in front of him had a strength beyond his imagination. It was ridiculous that he didn't care about it just now. If this was a life-and-death battle, he would have been killed by the other party just now.

Thinking back on his impotence just now, Gu Yang couldn't help but feel his face burning.

But he was not a narrow-minded person after all. After calming down, he immediately admitted his failure.

"Thank you, my little brother, for showing mercy. Gu is ashamed and willing to give in to the disadvantage."

Wang Bo nodded and said, "Your iron sand palm is well practiced."

Gu Yang smiled bitterly: "Little brother has ruined me. Compared with my little brother, my skills are like fireflies and bright moons, not worth mentioning."

Wang Bo smiled slightly, then politely spoke to the other party, then turned around and left.

He came to play the kiosk, not discussing martial arts with the other party.

What's more, there are so many martial arts schools in Hong Kong, and if each martial arts school is delayed for a day and a half, when will it take to complete all the martial arts schools?

So Wang Bo had already made up his mind before coming, kicking the house directly, leaving after kicking, saving time.

Half an hour later, Wang Bo came to the second martial arts hall.

According to the routine just now, he went in and said he wanted to kick the club. However, what made Wang Bo helpless was that the first person to appear was not the director, but the teacher in the martial arts club.

This group of people seemed to be the soldiers before the boss for a long time. They had to defeat the soldiers before they could see the boss.

But the problem is that from the perspective of strength, these curators are not bosses at all, they are just miscellaneous soldiers.

So what are these teachings? Cannon fodder?

Anyway, whenever Wang Bo said he wanted to kick the next few martial arts schools, there would always be a blind teacher jumping out, saying things like "If you want to kick the school, you must defeat me" and "If you can't even win, you are not qualified to challenge the curator."

That's enough. Who gave you the courage to stand in front of me?

Some people with bad tempers will point directly at the gate and say, "Boy, I can spare your life now."

Wang Bo made a move directly to this group of people and punched them out.

Then, Wang Bo punched the director who avenged them and rushed away with a fierce punch.

With this pull, before the sun set, Wang Bo actually knocked down several martial arts schools in Hong Kong where the iron sand palms were taught to the ground, and even had extra time to knock down several other martial arts schools.

After the sun set, Wang Bo took a taxi back to the hotel and continued to practice after dinner.

...

On the other hand, when Wang Bo was practicing, he didn't know that the incident of overthrowing seven or eight martial arts schools in one day had spread throughout Hong Kong.

Hong Kong sounds big, but it is actually not big at all, and it can even be said to be very small.

Especially in Hong Kong's martial arts world, it is even more amazing.

Kicking a club is the easiest thing to alarm the martial arts world, especially Wang Bo, who kicked seven or eight martial arts schools in one day, spread throughout Hong Kong overnight.

For a time, a large group of people from the Hong Kong Martial Arts Club became interested in Wang Bo.

The next morning, Wang Bo had breakfast in the hotel and took a taxi to the martial arts hall to continue the challenge.

When he walked into a Baji Martial Arts Hall, he immediately attracted the attention of a lot of people. Several people saw Wang Bo and rolled in and crawled.

"Master, Master, the fierce guy who kicked the shop yesterday came to us for a kick!!!"

Wang Bo:...

He really didn't expect that one day he would become famous.

But the famous benefit is that... there is no messy person who dares to stand in front of him and stop him.

Soon, the master of the Level 8 martial arts school came out. After seeing Wang Bo, his face looked a little ugly, and walked over and said, "Are you here to play the cafe?"

Wang Bo nodded.

The other party said unhappily: "You have kicked seven or eight martial arts schools in a row yesterday and beat so many colleagues, aren't you satisfied?"

Wang Bo said calmly: "I am a person with obsessive-compulsive disorder. I want to kick all martial arts schools in Hong Kong. After the martial arts schools, I will also play karate, taekwondo, judo, and other martial arts schools."

The other party looked at Wang Bo with a frustration and wanted to curse, "You are crazy."

But he didn't say it after all, but said: "You are doing this to prove that you are the number one in Hong Kong?"

Wang Bo was too lazy to explain to the other party the purpose of his doing so, so he simply nodded and said, "Just treat it as right."

"Okay, as long as you can handle this trick, I will admit that I am not as good as you."

"Then you come." Wang Bo nodded happily.

The director was not vague, and he took a look at Wang Bo, then suddenly stomped his feet and punched Wang Bo.

Bajiquan has the momentum of "shaking his arms and stomping his feet and shaking his nine states".

This shows the power of Bajiquan.

As soon as the director made a move, he was the most ferocious move among the Bajiquan... The tiger climbed the mountain hard!

Li Shuwen, the master of Bajiquan, used this move to defeat many masters. This move was definitely the most fierce move among Bajiquan.

However, even with fierce moves, facing Wang Bo's golden bell cover is still useless.

The director's set of tigers climbed the mountain and bombarded Wang Bo hard. Wang Bo did not move and let the other party beat him. After he finished the fight, he raised his hand, grabbed the director's shoulder, and threw him away.

The curator rolled off the spot the moment he landed, avoiding himself from being injured.

But when he stood up, his face was full of bitterness.

"I lost."

Wang Bo nodded, turned around and left. Since he had won, Wang Bo naturally would not stay here and waste his time. With this little effort, he might have already gotten into the car and headed to the next martial arts hall.

Wang Bo was even more successful than yesterday, probably because he was famous and there was no difficult little devil to stop him. Every time he went to a martial arts hall, his disciples would notify the director, saving a lot of time.
Chapter completed!