The old man was by no means an ordinary person. He adjusted his aura, immediately took a step back, and then punched.
Unlike the big man just now, this old man and Zhao Rui were not blown away when they collided. Instead, they were evenly matched.
However, as time went by, the old man seemed a little unable to do what he wanted and started to retreat.
The old man was shocked, and his eyes looking at Zhao Rui became a little uneasy.
"This is impossible. You are only twenty years old. How can you have such strong internal strength?"
Zhao Rui didn't say anything, and just mobilized all the internal energy in his body.
When they collided just now, he felt that the old man in front of him had at least thirty years of skill, and he could be considered a master in the whole world.
Moreover, this old man should be very confident in his own internal strength, and he would compete with Zhao Rui from the very beginning.
But he didn't expect that Zhao Rui had hundreds of years of skill from King Jingtian.
"Old senior, if you really can't stand it, just admit defeat and call your master or a stronger master, otherwise your meridians will be severed and you will die."
When he mentioned the words "meridians cut off", Zhao Rui deliberately raised his voice loudly.
This worked as expected, and the aura in the alley next to it suddenly escalated to an extremely powerful one.
Then a dozen figures rushed out, got behind the old man, and put their palms on the old man's back.
The powerful internal energy rushed towards him, and Zhao Rui felt the pressure all of a sudden.
Some people are almost all internal experts. If these people can be invited to serve as instructors in the army, or simply incorporated into the army, the combat effectiveness of the army will be greatly enhanced.
The strongest soldiers under Zhao Rui now are the cavalry recruited from remote areas of the frontier.
These people make up a large part of the military.
But we can't completely rely on them to dominate the world.
The terrain in some places is simply not suitable for large-scale cavalry operations, so we can only think of ways to train more infantry.
Therefore, Zhao Rui focused on these people.
"Everyone, if that's the case, you're welcome!"
Zhao Ruishang's aura suddenly erupted, knocking these people out.
Although they are all internal masters, the one with the strongest internal skills is the old man, and the rest are basically half-assed, and nothing in front of Zhao Rui.
The eyes of a group of people suddenly widened. They never dreamed that one day they would be beaten like this by a boy in his early twenties.
The old man at the head gasped for air, then turned to look at the wall next to him.
"Master, this young man's internal energy is very weird. I'm afraid only you can compete with him!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a white-haired old man jumped out from behind the wall.
This old man has a somewhat immortal air, and the aura released from him is extremely strong, almost as strong as King Jingtian.
Zhao Rui knew that he had found the right person, so he couldn't help but rushed forward.
The old man took a breath and then gently pointed his finger.
That finger immediately collided with Zhao Rui's fist with great force.
The breath exploded, and the onlookers couldn't help but marvel, and they also retreated one after another under the powerful impact.