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Yes, newborn calves are not afraid of tigers.

Although there is a proverb that fists are afraid of youth, Tan Zizai is not old and out of shape, but in his prime.

Although he lost to Tang Ling, it didn't mean that he was weak. On the contrary, his strength was even stronger than Zhao Wuji's. How could Mei Ren, a junior, be able to resist such strength?

But having said that, the matter did not calm down because of Mei Ren's defeat.

On the contrary, even though he knew that Tan Zizai was extremely powerful, let's not say that Xiaolou and Wu Qiu are disciples of the same lineage of Inch Fist, let alone Messi, a brother of the same school, this matter cannot be so easy Calm down.

Qiao Bai waited until Mei Ren stood firm, and exchanged glances with the other senior brothers, and they all took a step forward at the same time.

"Master Tan, you are a senior, but if we don't take action on today's matter, I'm afraid we won't be able to gain a foothold in the martial arts world in the future."

Eldest brother Lu Xu pondered for a moment, then clasped his fists together and said, "Senior, please enlighten me!"

Looking at the seven Inch Fist disciples clasping fists at him at the same time, Tan Zizai also had a serious expression on his face, not because he felt it was difficult, but because of the senior's recognition of the junior.

This spirit is especially important for the opponent to take the initiative to challenge himself even though he knows he is not his opponent.

If it was replaced by his disciples who were of the same lineage, he really couldn't guarantee that a few of his disciples would be able to do such a thing, based on what he knew about his disciples.

Those few of his disciples, I am afraid that the chances of admitting counsel will be higher.

But after admitting cowardice, looking for a chance to take revenge after a while, those guys are able to do it.

It's not that there is a problem with his disciples' way of handling things, but that they are resourceful but not rigid. This is what he wants to focus on training.

"In order to show respect, I will not hold back your hands."

"Thank you!"

As soon as the words of the two parties fell, the first floor of the entertainment city was filled with a strong smell of gunpowder. Xiaolou and Wu Qiu, who were finally lifted up, carefully approached their master Mei Ren.

"Master, do you think my uncle and uncle can win?"

"It's hard to say... there is a high probability of losing."

"No way……"

The slightly long-haired Xiaolou was shocked, and said in disbelief: "The seven masters and uncles shot at the same time, how could they still lose?"

"That's right, master, are you being too conservative?"

Seeing the questioning expressions on the faces of his two apprentices, Mei Ren, who had calmed down after being kicked, couldn't help showing a wry smile: "For real master-level warriors, they can't stand up too much until the number of them reaches a certain level. Works great."

"I'm afraid... Even if the old man came personally, Master, I dare not say that he will definitely win..."

"how is this possible!"

Mei Ren's words stunned the two guys like a thunderbolt, and the battle in the hall had already begun.

The Kungfu of Springing Legs belongs to the kung fu of long-range strikes and powerful strikes, while the technique of Cunquan belongs to the Kungfu of short strikes and quick strikes. As a master-level powerhouse, Tan Zizai understands the role of making use of strengths and avoiding weaknesses.

At this moment, his legs are like two dragons in the river and sea.

The explosion is powerful and vicious.

At the same time, as the head of the Tanleg branch, his firm has already caused enough psychological pressure on Qiao Bai and others, making them put most of their experience on guarding against Tan Zizai's legs.

As a result, two members were beaten by Tan Zizai with fists.

"It's a good thing to be vigilant, but it's not good if you are too vigilant..."

Tan Zizai showed his guru's vanguard. He didn't immediately explode with all his strength to defeat everyone. Instead, he gave some pointers to these guys while they were fighting.

But even so, it still seems to keep losing.

Decades of martial arts practice had caused a huge gap between them, and a whip kick would blow the opponent's entire body away.

How to stop this?
While Tan Zizai was fighting with Feng Yuyao's personal heirs, Feng Yuyao and his daughter Feng Ling also came to the main entrance of Lingtian Martial Arts Club for the first time, looking at the clean and bright hall and the students who were practicing martial arts.

Feng Yuyao couldn't help but sigh at Tang Ling's ability.

"Excuse me, is Tang Ling here?"

Feng Ling walked to the front desk and asked Jiao Bingzi who was smiling, "If he is here, please let me know and say that he is here to visit."

"Okay, please wait a moment."

Jiao Bingzi nodded with a smile, and at the same time asked another receptionist next to him to take Feng Yuyao to the sofa.

Although she is not a martial artist, but as an employee of Lingtian Martial Arts Club from the beginning to the present, she also knows that the Inch Fist should also belong to the martial arts circle, so she walked upstairs with her long legs.

Tang Ling's figure appeared at the stairs on the third floor. He walked down from the stairs with a smile and said, "What a rare visitor. What kind of wind actually brought Master Feng here..."

Facing Tang Ling's words, Feng Yuyao also had a smile on his face, but his daughter Feng Ling who was sitting next to him had an angry expression on her face.

"Did you tell Tan Zizai to trouble us?"

"Xiaoling, don't be rude!"

Before his daughter could continue to speak, Feng Yuyao quickly said: "My daughter's temper is a bit weak. President Tang should not be the same as her."

"Of course!"

Tang Ling smiled and nodded, and under Feng Ling's angry eyes, sat down opposite the two of them: "I can probably guess the purpose of your coming, Master Feng is also an old man in the martial arts world, and he should be very familiar with the current situation." I can see some ways."

"To be honest, you people have gone too far, that's why I appeared."

"It's not aimed at you, I have my own difficulties!"

As Tang Ling opened his mouth, Feng Ling listened attentively, while Feng Yuyao frowned.

After a while, he sighed slowly.

"There's nothing I can do about it."

After pondering for a moment, Feng Yuyao slowly said: "I don't want to care about what you people are going to do, and I can't care about it. I just don't want the Inch Fist to be broken in my hands..."

"It's impossible to break the inheritance. As for what will happen to your Feng family, it's not certain."

Tang Ling lit a cigarette and took a deep breath. Looking through the smoke, he looked at Feng Yuyao's face and said slowly, "In this world, there has never been one who is truly alone, especially in the world of martial arts."

"Just like the Tan family, joining my subordinates can be solved at this time."

"Is there really no second choice?"

"No."

Seeing Feng Yuyao's unwillingness to ask, Tang Ling smiled and a cold light flashed in his eyes: "You should know that anyone who wants to be or be a fool will not end well..."

(End of this chapter)