Shaolin's legs are twelve, and when they meet the 10th leg, is there such a coincidence? After hearing this, Su Ke's face turned green. Everyone said that literature is the first and martial arts are the second. Although the two legs are of the same clan and the same origin, as time goes by, they have already become very different.

Moreover, those who practice martial arts all have a sense of arrogance that will be Ling Jueding. Literature is inferior to each other, and martial arts are the same. Leng Tianbing is a sect family and has practiced his legs since he was a child. Suddenly, he saw Shaolin's legs, and it seemed very powerful. If he didn't have the intention to compete, it would be really strange!

"Uncle Tian! This---I can beat Leng Tianbing?" After hearing this, Su Ke felt that this battle was inevitable, so he could only consider winning or losing. Uh, winning or losing is not important, mainly because he should not make someone beat him into a pig's head.

"The soldier has been practicing his legs for more than twenty years, what do you think!" Although Deng Xiaotian had just seen that Su Ke's kung fu was excellent, at least he was not those slutty and had very good control of the angle and strength of the attack. It was unimaginable that a person without a master could practice to this level.

At first, Deng Xiaotian even thought about whether the master who taught Su Ke was from Shaolin. The monk Shi Xingyu, who is known at present, is a master of legs, but in terms of age and experience, does not match what Su Ke said.[

If you go up, then there is only Master Deyuan, a monk of the De generation. According to the sentence "virtue will last forever" among the Shaolin 70-character poems, Shi Deyuan is two generations higher than the current abbot.

However, Master Deyuan lives in Shaolin all year round, and he will never have a sudden idea to play the role of an old man who collects waste and teaches kung fu. And the most important thing is that Su Ke's legs look ancient and clumsy than what Deng Xiaotian knows, and he pays more attention to defeating the enemy and winning in every move.

After all, as far as Deng Xiaotian knows, many Shaolin martial arts have already eroded the murderous aura of subduing dragons and tigers. The real killing moves have intentionally reduced their attack power, which has added a lot of performance. Thinking of this, I really don’t know whether the former Arhat Venerable and the Toutu Guardian would feel sad.

"Uh!" Su Ke subconsciously raised his head and rubbed his nose. He had been practicing for twenty years. When he was still in the womb, he had already started practicing. Uh, maybe even earlier.

"Don't worry, click until I'll be the referee for you!" Deng Xiaotian of course would like to see Tan Le's duel, and he was also very interested in seeing who could win. After all, the force Su Ke had just shown really shocked him.

While speaking, Deng Xiaotian patted Su Ke's shoulder very strongly. Now the toxins that have troubled him for many years have hope of curing them and are in a good mood.

"Oh! OK!" Su Keyu nodded and decided not to talk about this sad topic: "I won't talk about this matter anymore. At worst, I'll give up when the time comes!"

"That won't work. If you win this time, I can consider sucking you into the dragon soul!" Some of the dragon souls were trained since childhood, some were selected from the army, and some were people with truly outstanding talents in society. These three types of people constituted the dragon soul.

Of course, these people must undergo strict political review, firm stance, and able to withstand the test. Among them, the south wind and the black rain were adopted and cultivated by Deng Xiaotian from the orphanage. Leng Tianbing, Daolang and scholars were all soldiers in the army. The short and fat man named dynamite that Su Ke saw before was an explosive talent with outstanding skills, and was absorbed by talent introduction.

In fact, these are not the only people in Dragon Soul. Many people have never seen Su Ke. Some of them have been wandering abroad all year round, with short and long tasks performed, and their whereabouts are top secret.

So what Deng Xiaotian said now is to treat Su Ke as an outstanding talent and introduce it into the Dragon Soul. This method is similar to the country's special talent plan, but it is more strict. Su Ke is only eighteen years old now, and the medical skills that can be shown are enough to attract the attention of the country. If Leng Tianbing defeated Tan's leg, it would be okay to be included in the organization.

"Ah? Uncle Tian, ​​what you said is not true, right?" Su Ke was stunned and entered the Dragon Soul. To be honest, Su Ke himself did not have a deep and real understanding, but in many novels or movies, there is such a similar institution, mysterious and powerful, to make the country sharp blade and destroy the enemy chief.

Such an organization is something that any man and perhaps some women long for. Being a member of it is a proud thing in itself.

"Of course! So you need to prepare well!" Deng Xiaotian gave Su Ke a positive answer. This answer made Su Ke's chest suddenly hot, and he felt a surge of passion and ambition sweeping over his ambitions.

"I understand! Uncle Tian, ​​take a break first. The amount of toxins is still removed. You try to see if you can suppress it to a range like before, so that I may be able to speed up the progress!"

This time, Su Ke pulled out the poison from the Jueyin Shu double acupoints on the back. Although collecting toxins from the pericardial blood vessels is a simple and fast way, the spread of toxins is too wide. If all the toxins are to be removed, it has to be said that this is a time-consuming and laborious project.

Deng Xiaotian also knew what Su Ke meant, so he nodded naturally, watched Su Ke's door come out, turned around and stood in front of him. The will he had written before was on the desk next to him, but it seemed that he could not use it. However, he had already made an appointment with Taohua to meet, and I wonder if this time he broke the appointment, would make her angry.

"Uh!" As soon as Su Ke went out, he was shocked and stood around outside the door. Heiyu, Nanfeng, Leng Tianbing, Scar, dynamite, and the medical staff, staring at him with his eyes tightly. He didn't know how long he had been standing outside. Anyway, he didn't notice the noise at all.

"How is it?" When Heiyu said this, she was calm and calm all year round, her voice trembled slightly, full of hope but worried about getting desperate news. She was so nervous that her hands were clenched into fists.[

Compared with the black rain, the south wind seemed much more dangerous. The desert eagle was held in her hand, as if there was a gun in her hand, which could relax her emotions. Fortunately, the gun rushed down, and who knew if he would die directly if he wanted to say half a word.

The remaining three men were also nervous. It seemed that Heiyu had already told him that the needle was different this time, otherwise these people would not have lost their composure.
Chapter completed!