Chapter 159 Wulin Tongdao

"Brother Zong?!" Suddenly, I saw Li Tianzong, who was sitting on the sofa all day with an exclamation and jumped up.

Cheng Tian Qiao has provoked Li Tianzong several times and made suggestions for Brother Long to deal with Li Tianzong. After knowing that Li Tianzong is a master and can hit more than a dozen people, he has been relatively worried.

Now I was shocked to see Li Tianzong suddenly appear.

Brother Long beside him and a capable young man next to him all looked at Li Tianzong.

The middle-aged man who was sitting still and adjusting his breath also opened his eyes at this moment. His electric eyes turned around him and asked, "Brother Zong!"

Being looked at by these people, Li Tianzong immediately felt great pressure on his face. In particular, the middle-aged man's real eyes make people feel like they are seen through.

"I am!" Li Tianzong suddenly smiled. His spirit of consciousness has withstood the cruel test in the "King of Fighters". The Eight Gods, Damen, Jin Jiapan, Zhen Yuanzhai and others are all cruel characters.

In the King of Fighters, he has to face not only their attacks, but also extremely real mental pressure.

"Master of Wanchun Pavilion?" Li Tianzong ignored a few young people on the sofa, but looked straight at the capable and majestic middle-aged man.

Xing Wanchun's eyes suddenly relaxed and nodded with a smile: "I've heard the name for a long time. It's a pleasure to meet you!"

With that, he stood up and arched his hand to Li Tian.

Li Tianzong didn't have any special feeling, but arched his hand in a way: "I have admired the owner of Wanchun Hall for a long time."

Brother Long looked at the young man beside him, Song Yuansheng, who was also one of Xing Wanchun's proud disciples, and his eyes were uncertain. They all saw Xing Wanchun's action just now, which is often only true when they have sex with their peers.

They didn't expect that Xing Wanchun would be so polite in the face of Li Tianzong, who was obviously much younger than him, and he was completely equal.

"Brother Zong, please sit down!" Xing Wanchun stretched out his hand. Before he came here today, he already thought that Li Tianzong must be a famous disciple. After knowing that Li Tianzong could "drunken fist", he felt that this person's origin was extraordinary. In his memory, it seemed that only one or two famous martial arts people had the inheritance of drunken boxing.

"Master Xing, you're welcome. You'd better call me Xiao Li, or Tianzong!" Li Tianzong knew that "Brother Zong" had become his new title, but Xing Wanchun, who was graceful and obviously much older than him, always felt a little awkward.

"Haha!" Xing Wanchun smiled happily: "Brother Zong, although you and I are quite different in age, but in martial arts, we have always valued inheritance rather than age. Although Brother Zong doesn't know where your teacher is, he admires your ability. How about making friends with the same generation?"

"If the owner Xing said this, then he would be disrespectful?" Li Tianzong said with a smile. He didn't know why he had a good impression on this graceful middle-aged man. As soon as he heard that the other party was deliberately making friends, he immediately agreed.

"Haha, in this case, you don't have to call me the curator or not the curator, just call Wan Chun. I admire your ability very much. If there is a chance, let's communicate," Xing Wanchun said happily.

Of course, Li Tianzong can't call the other party "Wan Chun" angrily: "Brother Xing laughed, and I also have a lot of things to ask."

In the case of Xing Wanchun's deliberate friendship, Li Tianzong had a good impression on him. The two quickly became familiar with each other. Xing Wanchun waved to Song Yuansheng and others to introduce to Li Tianzong: "Tianzong, this is the little disciple Song Yuansheng, and Long Haisheng, the son of an old friend. There may have been some unhappiness between you in the past. If it's a quick thing, I'll ask him to give you an quid. I hope you have a large number of people and don't pursue them too much.

Li Tianzong did not know Song Yuansheng. He knew that Xing Wanchun was talking about "Brother Long" Long Haisheng. He did not expect Xing Wanchun to say so. It seemed that with Xing Wanchun's identity and Long Haisheng's strength, he should not be so polite to him.

Xing Wanchun winked at Long Haisheng. Long Haisheng was obviously reluctant, but he still stood up and said, "Brother Zong, I was offended before. Please don't be surprised!"

"Haisheng is the son of an old friend of mine. If there is anything to offend, please give me face. Don't be harsh," Xing Wanchun said sincerely.

"Brother Xing's words are heavy!" Li Tianzong had to smile. He never thought that Xing Wanchun, or even Long Haisheng would bow to him. He knew that all this should be related to his strength. If he hadn't hit Long Haisheng's dozen younger brothers and used drunken fists in yesterday's competition to make them afraid, he would not be able to take the initiative to show their goodwill.

However, he vaguely felt that the reason for Xing Wanchun's doing this would not be so simple. To put it bluntly, even if he is good at martial arts, his role in this era is also very limited, and it is definitely not enough to make Long Haisheng, a hidden underworld boss, willing to bow his head.

He can only understand that Xing Wanchun meets friends with martial arts and sincerely friends.

"Let him go over the past. Besides, I have nothing to lose," Li Tianzong smiled. As long as Long Haisheng doesn't come to trouble him, he doesn't want to deal with such people. If Long Haisheng still comes to trouble him, he doesn't mind teaching him a lesson.

After this period of training, he is more confident in his skills. If he encounters the situation of more than a dozen gangsters blocking the road last time, he believes that he can kill a bloody road without going violently.

Hearing Li Tianzong say that he would no longer pursue it, Xing Wanchun suddenly rejoiced: "Tianzong's heart is open-minded, which is worthy of us learning martial arts. Haisheng still has a little industry here in Fanghe. In the future, please take care of him more. You are all young people. You might as well travel more. This is a little disciple Song Yuansheng. He has also admired you for a long time!"

Song Yuansheng is about the same height as Li Tianzong, and his dress is very avant-garde. He arched his hand to Li Tianzong: "Brother Zong, Mr. Song has been famous for a long time. I heard that Brother Zong was drunk and hit the stick yesterday, which really made people's blood boil. If there is a chance, let's learn from each other."

Song Yuansheng and Long Haisheng are relatively close. He is quite disapproving of the rumors about Li Tianzong, especially yesterday's martial arts competition. In his opinion, several students can have any ability and play like that. It can be seen that Li Tianzong's ability is also very loose.

As if he heard the hostility in Song Yuansheng's words, Xing Wanchun stared at him slightly dissatisfiedly and said to Li Tianzong with a smile, "If there is a chance, I will also ask Tianzong for advice."

Li Tianzong smiled. He was very uncomfortable with Xing Wanchun's eagerness. Although he defeated Jin Shiyuan and mastered some of the fighting skills of Jin Jiapan and Zhen Yuanzhai, he did not think he was already a master.

On the contrary, the provocation of Xing Wanchun's apprentice Song Yuansheng made him feel very normal. He couldn't help looking at him and dared to challenge. He should have some strength.

"Master Xing, it's almost time, you see..." Yao Dayuan came in from the outside, and it's almost time for the lecture to start tonight.