The beginning is the invincible boss

Chapter 81
Pan Zhen looked at Tang Ling on the opposite side, and said in a low voice, "Little bastard, I will smash all the bones in your body, and you won't have time to shout and admit defeat."

"What a coincidence, I thought so too..."

With a smile on Tang Ling's face, he motioned for Zao Wou-ki to announce the start.

When the ear-piercing sound of the gong sounded, an extremely domineering aura emerged from Tang Ling's body, his eyes were as sharp as the eyes of an eagle, and he took the initiative to attack.

There is no so-called temptation, and the first shot is full strength.

Tang Lingxiong's true form was revealed, like an angry violent bear, and he started to fight with Pan Zhen.

As the first serious grandmaster he came into contact with, Pan Zhen also cultivated his inner breath, and there were low and deep sounds of collision as the two fought against each other.

Tang Ling's attacks were sharp and fierce, showing eagle, snake, and bear shapes one after another.

Xingyiquan's Piquan and Bengquan were displayed one after another, and they were directly evenly matched with Pan Zhenlai. This result exceeded Pan Zhen's expectations.

"No wonder you are so arrogant. It turns out that you have really stepped into the threshold of a master."

At this moment, Pan Zhen was extremely shocked: "It seems that no matter what, I can't keep you."

A martial artist who cultivated his inner breath in his 20s and reached the level of a master, if Tang Ling was given a little more time, the entire ancient martial arts world would be truly invincible.

Pan Zhen's offensive rhythm began to speed up, and Tang Ling adjusted his rhythm accordingly.

It was also a rare opportunity for Tang Ling to fight against such a genuine master. After all, only in the hands of each other can kung fu continue to improve.

Shi Tianyi, the head of Tong Bei Quan who was watching the battle, exclaimed, "Heroes are young!"

All along, Tang Ling practiced boxing mostly by himself. Now that there is such a whetstone as Pan Zhen here, it is natural to maximize the effect of the whetstone as much as possible.

"Well, the strength of the punch just now was a bit fierce, it would be better if it was less..."

"The speed is still too fast, it would be better if it was slower..."

"This punch should be good, that's right, just keep it up..."

Tang Ling gained a lot. He was no longer blindly attacking, and his defense became tighter.

At their stage, with internal energy as a protection, even if they are hit by the opponent a few times, as long as the internal energy is not dispersed, they will not be seriously injured easily.

"If it's only at this level, it's enough to stop here!"

Tang Ling said coldly, and then rushed forward again.

He raised his hand and blasted Pan Zhen with a series of punches. At this moment, Tang Ling couldn't crush Pan Zhen with one punch, but the steady stream of powerful attacks were enough to completely defeat Pan Zhen.

"Oh!"

Tang Ling's fist tore through Pan Zhen's defense and hit him directly in the chest.

Suddenly, the terrifying power made him pause, and at this moment, Tang Ling's fists came one after another.

"Peng Peng Peng!"

Tang Ling didn't intend to keep his hands from the beginning. After a few punches, Pan Zhen's inner breath was interrupted by Tang Ling, and the whole rhythm was completely broken up by Tang Ling.

"Crack..."

The sound of bones breaking continued, and Tang Ling's indifferent voice came out: "Admit defeat, as long as you admit defeat now, I can let you go."

Although he said so, Tang Ling's fist had never been heard.

Every time Pan Zhen wanted to admit defeat, Tang Ling punched him back. Five minutes later, Tang Ling beat Pan Zhen to the point where he lay on the ring.

Blood continued to pour from his mouth, and more than [-]% of the bones in his body were broken.

"As expected of an ancient martial arts master, this spirit of never admitting defeat is worth carrying forward!"

Tang Ling looked at the stunned students and said, "All of you should write a [-]-word essay from the bottom of your heart and deep enough, and hand it in tomorrow."

After speaking, Tang Ling glanced at those Hongquan disciples with red eyes.

"From now on, Zhonghai no longer has the Hongquan lineage. You should go to the relevant departments to register immediately."

After finishing speaking, Tang Ling paused again: "I'll tell you the rules now, but if you don't follow the rules, don't blame me for being rude..."

When announcing the disbandment, Tang Ling looked at the two people from the Tongbei Fist lineage and smiled at them.

"Master, why do I feel that Tang Ling's smile just now is so dangerous."

"In the martial arts world, something really big is going to happen."

Shi Tianyi ignored the disciple's inquiry, but sighed from the bottom of his heart: "Let's go, let's go to register too, we can't bow our heads these days!"

Tang Ling used an extremely fierce martial arts contest to show his attitude.

Not only has he established his position as the number one instructor, but he has also gained a huge amount, but now he has more important things to do.

Taking Li Xin with him, Tang Ling raced all the way back to Xianyun Community.

While Tang Ling was enjoying the fruits of his victory, the news that Pan Zhen, the head of Zhonghai Hongquan's sect, had suffered a crushing defeat against Tang Ling, swept across the entire ancient martial arts sects of Zhonghai like a hurricane.

"What? Did Pan Zhen lose? Or a fiasco?"

Zhang Quan, the master of Mantis Fist, stood up immediately after receiving the news: "How is this possible? Tang Ling is only in his 20s, how can he have such terrifying strength?"

"Is the news true?"

Seeing that the master did not believe it, the eldest disciple Meng Kai couldn't help but said: "Master Pan Zhen was seriously injured and died not long after he returned. Now the Hongquan boxing gym has been set up as a mourning hall."

"Prepare the car and go to the Hong Quan Boxing Gym!"

Zhang Quan walked directly outside.

Like Zhang Quan, there were several masters of Pi Gua Quan, Zi Zi Quan, and Yi Quan who were also suspicious of the truth of the news. They all rushed here.

When the car stopped at the intersection, I saw those disciples standing at the door with black cloths tied around their shoulders.

Everyone's heart sank suddenly.

Faced with the ironclad fact, they can no longer believe it.

After going in one after another to burn a stick of incense for Pan Zhen, everyone left with a lot of thoughts, and the whole Hongquan line was even more hesitant about the death of the master and became dead silent.

Pan Zhen's choice of chicken was enough, and now the word Tang Ling has completely become the thorn in the eyes of many ancient martial arts sects.

However, it was not so easy to make these ancient martial arts sects bow their heads and obediently join Tang Ling's Martial Dao Development and Inheritance Association.

In Xianyun community, Tang Ling and Li Xin came out of the room one after another.

"Whose luggage is this?"

Li Xin looked at the suitcase placed in the living room and asked, "Are your other roommates here?"

Before Tang Ling could shake his head, there was the sound of the door lock turning. A beautiful woman with light yellow hair quickly ran in and quickly closed the door.

Tang Ling took out his phone, clicked on the photo Su Ruoxue sent him before, compared it with the beautiful woman in front of him, and smiled.

"You should be..."

Before Tang Ling could finish speaking, Huang Yutong said, "Yes, I am Huang Yutong. Sister Ruoxue has already told me about you."

At this moment, there was a rough knock on the door, accompanied by the sound of cursing...

(End of this chapter)