Chapter 479 Horse Spirit Power

Ye Zhenwu was still calm, his face did not change at all, and his wrinkled but clear face was full of vicissitudes. After looking coldly at the people who insulted their grandchildren, he said lightly, "You will know who is the bastard in the future."

"What a waste. Ye's martial arts school was at least the top martial arts school in the last class. Unexpectedly, Ye Xiao didn't dare to show up when he was about to fight." Pang Long sneered, "I think Ye's martial arts school will roll down from the top martial arts school as soon as possible, but after this challenge, I don't think the top martial arts school has anything to do with Ye's martial arts school."

"Pang Long, are you going to die?" Liu Xunhhua scolded. He was young and lacked his heart compared with his master, eldest brother and second brother, and he couldn't stand this kind of insult.

"I'm always with you." Pang Long looked at Liu Xunhua and sneered, "How's it going? Dare to do it? Your Ye's martial arts school is all waste. Ye Xiao's waste hasn't come yet. The third round of challenge to the horse race begins. At that time, you'd better abstain. Hahaha... Brother Yan, don't you think so?"

"Why don't you dare?" In a rage of Liu Xunhua, he pressed the fire and walked to Pang Long, the son of the owner of the Zhutian Martial Arts Museum.

"Still sister, they are so abominable." Yaoyao frowned and was very angry. If Brother Ye Xiao were there, he would definitely beat them up. When will Brother Ye Xiao come?"

Su still knew Ye Xiao's plan and would not come in a short time. Listening to those people insulting Ye Xiao, Su still didn't look well.

The horse spirit threw away the cigarette butt in his mouth and pulled the furious Liu Xunhua.

During the period when Yan Liuke, Pang Long and others insulted Ye Xiao, Ma Sheng smoked and looked at their clown-like behavior with some funny. It was ridiculous. Say that his brother Ye Xiao is a bastard?

After experiencing too much in the new generation, the horse spirit did not bother to care about them at the beginning. It's just that who thought that the more they talked, the more unpleasant they became, the horse spirit really couldn't listen to it.

"Nerve, don't stop me, let me go."

Ma spirit has been Ye Xiao's best friend since he was a child. Liu Xunhua is naturally familiar with Ma spirit and plays well, otherwise he will not call the nickname of horse spirit - nerve.

"I'll go." Ma spirit patted Liu Xunhua on the shoulder and walked to Pang Long.

"Who am I? It turned out to be the young owner of the Ma family martial arts school. What's wrong? Do you want to stand up for Ye Xiao's waste?" Because Pang Long was on a high terrain, he lowered his head and looked at the horse spirit contemptuously.

"Ye Xiao is my brother." The horse sneered and stopped.

"I'm going to hit you. Be careful." The horse spirit kindly reminded him.

"Haha, what a joke, just your ability..." Before Pang Long finished his words, the horse was energetic.

The action is like lightning, and it is as fast as a thunderous horseshoe.

This is the habit of everyone in the new generation of troops.

This is true whether it is the 60s of the older generation or the 90s of their new generation.

Pang Long only felt a loose foot, a tight arm, and a pain in his waist. The whole body suddenly rose into the air, and then fell heavily.

"Boom!"

The whole audience was a sensation. Thousands of pairs of eyes stared at this position motionless. The horse stood with his hands on his side and sneered. With this kind of ability, it is said that his brother Ye Xiao is a coke... It's really too much to measure his ability.

Seeing that his son took action casually, Ma Jianghong lay down on Pang Long, the famous young master of Zhutian Martial Arts Museum in recent years. He was extremely proud and laughed loudly. He said to Xie Yuanshan and Wang Chun beside him, "Xie Lao, Wang Lao, how is my son's skills? My Ma family martial arts school is going to win the title of top martial arts school. Is there any problem?

"Hahaha..." Ma Jianghong said and laughed again.

This laughter, like a slap in the face, hit the Zhutian Martial Arts Museum, the Jinqi Martial Arts Museum, and the Juedao Martial Arts Museum.

The strength shown by Ma's spirit suddenly attracted the attention of all martial artists, especially the excellent boxers with good strength. Pang Long has been domineering and doing whatever he wants. Of course, Pang Long is really like this because of his strong skills. At this time, he was knocked down by Ma Jianghong's son?

"Ma Jiawu Museum, Ma Spirit, the owner of the Young Museum, has not seen him for several years."

"Yes, I haven't seen him in recent years, and Ye Xiao of the Ye family has not seen him in recent years."

"Why has this horse spirit become so powerful? Well, it seems that their Ma Jiawuguan is going to win the top martial arts school. There should be no problem. There is another competitor.

Pang Long got up awkwardly and looked at the horse spirit with a pair of eyes, as if he wanted to remove the horse spirit to relieve his hatred.

"Ma Jianghong, take good care of your son." A burly middle-aged man stood up with gloomy eyes.

This person is the owner of Zhutian Martial Arts Museum, Pang Long's father Pang Chong.

"I said Pang Chong, it's your own son who is disappointing. Why do you blame my son?" Ma Jianghong deliberately laughed and said, "We martial arts people have always been based on fists. It's true that your son is weak in front of my son."

Ma Jianghong's words penetrated deeply into Pang Chong's heart like a thorn. Pang Chong has always been proud of giving birth to such a able son. In recent years, he has been in the city of Jian.

I just didn't expect that as soon as Ma Jianghong's son came back, his son would be vulnerable...

"Okay, okay, today is the most sacred day for our sword in the city. I hope everyone has conflicts and put up with it. I can't control it after today, but I can't do it today. I hope you can give me some face." Uqi came out and rounded the way.

"Okay, I, Ma Jianghong, listen to the president. Today is the most sacred day in the martial arts world of Jiansui City. Don't let martial arts people from other places see jokes. Spirit, come and sit down." Ma Jianghong smiled and said.

"Okay, Dad." Ma Spirit glanced at Pang Long and walked back to his original position.

At this time, the middle-aged man who presided over the challenge shouted, "It's time. The third round of the challenge officially begins. The martial arts of Tongwan Wutonghou, Ye Xiao of Ye's martial arts, and Wang Kun of Wangquan martial arts will go to the ring."

"It's time. Why hasn't Ye Xiao come yet?" Liu Xunhua was impatient, "Master, what should we do now?"

"Master, I'll go!" Zhuang Lian stood up with a firm face: "Master, I will insist on the last."

"No, there are many martial arts halls that did not participate in the challenge. There are many martial arts halls and other martial arts halls. You go there. In the last 20 minutes, they will besiege together. You can't stand it." Ye Zhenwu took a deep breath. Another rule in the top martial arts hall challenge is that those who sign up to compete for the top martial arts hall cannot challenge in the preliminary competition.

"Ye Xiao, Ye's Martial Arts Museum, please play. If Ye Xiao is not here, please change someone else to play." The middle-aged man shouted.

"I'll go." Ye Zhenwu got up, his body was hard and clear, and his eyes were bright.

The horse's spirit and body moved and stood in front of Ye Zhenwu, blocking the way.

"Grandpa Ye, you can't go." The horse smiled.

"You boy, get out of the way." Ye Zhenwu laughed and scolded, "If I don't go, you can still go for me."

"You are old and can't stand an hour of repeated challenges. You can't go." The horse spirit smiled, his face was respectful, and his body was straight in front of Ye Zhenwu, motionless.

"Since Ye Xiao is not here, please replace Ye's martial arts school, otherwise, it will be abstained." The voice of the middle-aged man host came again.

"Well, Ye's martial arts school can't even arrange a representative, rubbish." Pang Long cursed in his mouth.

"Hmm?" The horse's spirit was condensed like a match, and his eyes fell on Pang Long. Pang Long's heart suddenly tightened, and an unexplained sense of danger suddenly swept his heart.

After leaving the new generation, Ma Spirit went to the capital. The daily task is almost murder, basically a full-time killer. Slowly, the murderous spirit in Ma's eyes became stronger and stronger. There were more people, and the murderous spirit naturally revealed in his eyes was very terrible.

"Nerve boy, get out of the way." Ye Zhenwu said seriously. My Ye's martial arts school never abstained.

"No." Ma's spirit shook his head like a rattle drum. His brother Ye Xiao had explained that even if he used force, he could not let Ye Zhenwu play.

"You get out of the way." Ye Zhenwu moved his right hand and pressed the horse spirit's shoulder. A strong, mellow and natural Taijiquan viscous unfolded to push the horse spirit aside.

Ma's spirit was secretly surprised. Grandpa Ye Zhenwu was worthy of being a master of the older generation of Jiansui City. The strength is so strong. If it hadn't been specially trained by the perverted training methods of the old monsters of the 60 clan in the new generation, Ye Zhenwu could really not be stopped.

Ma spirit took a deep breath, his whole body was tense, and his strength was released, blocking Ye Zhenwu's stickiness method of Taijiquan.

Ye Zhenwu was also surprised. He knew that Ma Spirit and his grandson Ye Xiao went to the same army, and now, Ma Spirit's skills have also been abnormally improved, just like his grandson.

"Nerve boy, don't stop me." Ye Zhenwu said seriously.

"No." The horse still shakes his head.

"Please ask Ye's martial arts school to change people and go to the ring immediately. If you don't go to the ring, you can abstain." The host of the middle-aged man gave an ultimatum, which is the rule of the top martial arts school challenge.

The horse spirit blocked Ye Zhenwu and didn't let him come forward.

"I will fight on behalf of Ye's Martial Arts." A loud voice sounded, and a man in a black suit jumped to the ring and fell down.

Skinhead, axe-like face, a pair of deep vicissitudes of eyes.

The momentum is natural!

At the first glance of this man, you can see that this is a man with a story.

"Is he a hero?" Su still knew Ye Xiao's plan, and his eyes fell on the man in the ring.

"Finally appeared." Ma breathed a sigh of relief. If Cheng Haomai did not appear again, he could not let Ye Zhenwu go to the ring. At that time, Ye's martial arts school had to abstain.

"Hao-mao?" Ye Zhenwu's body trembled slightly and his pupils dilated.

"I have become a hero, representing the Ye's martial arts school and fight." The bald man in the ring said, looking at Ye Zhenwu with soft and respectful eyes.