Su Renbao looked at Su Renhu coldly and snorted: "Second brother, don't think he has defected to the betrayed dog, and he even speaks loudly!"
"I let you come today, but you can't leave!"
Su Renhu sneered and then made a gesture.
I saw a man in a sweatshirt with a slightly dark face stepping forward along with his movements.
His movements seemed simple, but he walked directly from the platform to the ring, as if he had crossed several meters of distance.
As the saying goes, experts will know if there is any one. This simple move demonstrates the terrible strength of this thin black man.
Su Renbao's face slightly darkened. Although his martial arts cultivation was average, it was as the saying that laymen watched the fun while those of experts watched the tricks.
The simple move of this black and thin man has demonstrated his outstanding ability.
He is also a generation of military kings!
After taking a deep breath, Su Renbao whispered: "Uncle Qianjue, don't you know if you are sure?"
Su Qianjue was carrying his hands on his back, and looked lonely with a master's face, saying, "This guy should look like a Nanyang man."
"What Nanyang people are best at is Muay Thai."
"And Muay Thai is a practice of kung fu by external players, not internal players!"
"No matter how powerful the external martial arts are, they cannot cultivate internal breath."
"Why am I afraid of him at all?"
After saying that, Su Qianjue slapped his left hand on the coffee table, and his whole body came out of nowhere and fell on the ring.
This skill is extremely exquisite and looks more profound than the movements of the thin black man.
Seeing this scene, all the spectators cheered loudly.
"This is the number one master of the Su family, Su Qianjue, who has always practiced in the Lingjiu Palace, the Holy Land of Martial Arts."
"Not to mention the Su family, even outside our entire frontier, they are all famous martial arts masters!"
Under the ring, Yelu Qi looked up at the ring and sighed a little.
"With him taking action today, Su Renhu may not be able to gain any advantage."
Ye Hao said lightly: "I'm afraid not."
Yelu Qi was stunned for a moment. He looked at Ye Hao up and down, and then said earnestly: "Ye Hao, I heard that you have practiced with others in school and have tried it. You should probably understand something about martial arts."
"However, it is easy to get started with martial arts, but it is too difficult to master it."
"You are a junior, and you have to see more and less when you encounter such a situation."
"Otherwise, I will hear what you said, but once Su Qianjue hears it, he will take your anger and I may not be able to keep you, uncle."
Ye Hao couldn't help rolling his eyes, but he knew that Yelu Qi had a kind heart, so he didn't argue with him.
At this time, the two people on the ring were already standing on both sides.
The thin black man twisted his neck at this moment and made a cracking sound. Then, he bowed slightly to Su Qianjue.
Before Su Qianjue could return the gift, he saw the man's left foot stepping on the ground. He had already used the force to fly forward, and at the same time he stepped towards Su Qianjue's face.
No matter the force, speed or angle of this kick, it can be said that it is extremely terrifying.
Once implemented, you can easily kick a buffalo away.
Su Qianjue is worthy of being a master from the holy land of martial arts. Although he was caught off guard at this moment, he still blocked his hands in front of him.