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"Is there anything else you can say besides Kuang Tonguer?" Xiao Yi said helplessly.

Seeing Zhao Qin and Wan Youquan attacking one after the other, Xiao Yi took the lead to block Wan Youquan's punch with his elbow.

This punch did not exceed his expectations.

The strength has indeed not reached the master level.

These are just two liars.

Of course, even though they haven't reached Grandmaster yet, they are indeed stronger than most of the Grandmasters.

At least the way of exerting force is very particular.

The display of dark power is also very stable.

After blocking Wan Woquan's fist, his elbows quickly parted.

The Second Gravity didn't quite fall on him, nor did it affect him too much.

Then he landed a punch on Wanyouquan's chest from below.

After the fist fell, the fist quickly melted into a palm, and a close-up shot was made with an inch palm.

The distance was only ten centimeters, but Wanyouquan was shot seven or eight meters away.

Zhao Qin, who was furious, slapped Xiao Yi's head vigorously with his palm.

A cold light flashed in Xiao Yi's eyes, and he went to meet Zhao Qin's palm. Before Zhao Qin's arm fell, he punched Zhao Qin's arm heavily.

Click!

There was a sound of broken bones.

Zhao Qin's arm formed a ninety-degree bend!

Xiao Yi kicked Zhao Qin and sent Zhao Qin flying.

Of the two so-called grandmasters, one of them lost his fighting power on the spot.

Xiao Yi shook his head and said: "You two should go back to practice again, but I guess you two won't practice for a few years. At this age, wouldn't it be good to stay at home honestly?"

As he spoke, he walked up to the wild dog and bent down to drag him in.

A gust of cold wind rushed from behind.

Xiao Yi focused his gaze, then quickly turned around, and punched fiercely at the shadow coming from behind.

From the momentum of the opponent's oppression, he felt the opponent's strength, very strong!

At least stronger than these two people who claim to be masters.

boom!

Fists make contact with palms.

Xiao Yi felt a sharp pain in his arm, as if his bones were broken, and at the same time he was beaten backwards.

After he stabilized his body, he saw an old man in exercise clothes appearing at the position where he was standing just now.

The old man had silver-white hair and deep wrinkles all over his face. He was about 1.7 meters tall and had piercing eyes.

"I've underestimated you." The old man put his hands behind his back, and said in a flat tone, with one hand behind his back, "The two of them joined forces and they are not your opponent."

"It's just two masters, it's really nothing." Xiao Yi shook his hands, and said, "You really don't talk about martial arts, a grand master of a generation, and still play sneak attack?"

This person is a master!

It can be judged from the strength.

It seemed that those two old men were just a cover.

This is the real guru.

"It's fine if you can solve the target." The silver-haired old man looked at Xiao Yi and said.

"Really?" Xiao Yi narrowed his eyes.

This time, he encountered a somewhat difficult opponent.

He has lost some time on the road and outside, and the meeting has also started for a while.

In fact, he had planned to come later.

But then it suddenly occurred to them that since they could advance the date of the conference, they could also make the conference end earlier.

He has to hurry in.

"It's rare, you're the second young man I've met who has master-level strength at this age." The silver-haired old man looked at Xiao Yi and said, with a little shock in his eyes.

"The second one? I thought I was the first one." Xiao Yi said with a smile.

"There are many people who are proud of heaven, and there are also many people who are more talented than you." The silver-haired old man said: "Unfortunately, you offended someone who shouldn't be offended, so your martial arts achievement is also a master."

Hearing this, Xiao Yi couldn't help but sneered: "It's as if you are better than the grand master."

The silver-haired old man stopped talking and walked towards Xiao Yi.

When he was still a few meters away from Xiao Yi, he suddenly rushed forward, and then slapped Xiao Yi's chest.

A violent palm wind was driven.

The loose sleeves of the silver-haired old man rubbed against the air, making a series of 'puff puff' sounds.

Xiao Yi's expression froze, and his footwork was very light, and he retreated a certain distance.

But the silver-haired old man seemed to be locking him, no matter how he tried to hide, he followed closely behind.

As a last resort, Xiao Yi stopped, his palms tensed, and he slapped hard like iron palms.

Snapped!

When the two palms touched, Xiao Yi felt a tingling pain on the palm.

The body regressed uncontrollably again.

The silver-haired old man flicked his loose sleeves, looked at Xiao Yi indifferently: "You are too arrogant, it seems that I think highly of you."

Zhao Qin and Wan Youquan also got up from the ground at this time, their faces covered with a layer of pain.

"Senior, don't let this kid go! It's too crazy!" Zhao Qin said to the silver-haired old man.

The silver-haired old man turned his head and gave Zhao Qin a cold look.

Zhao Qin's body tensed up, and he quickly bowed his head: "I'm sorry, senior, I was talking too much."

Xiao Yi's hands hanging by his side naturally trembled uncontrollably.

The pain didn't ease with time, instead it got stronger.

Both he and the opponent used dark force.

But his dark power was directly hit back by the silver-haired old man, causing him to receive force one after another.

There was a killing intent in Xiao Yi's black eyes.

If it wasn't for the injury, it wouldn't be a problem at all to clean up the opponent.

When he really started to become famous, it was after he became a master.

And standing at the peak is the time to surpass the master.

But just because of the injury back then, his strength has plummeted. It is nothing to deal with ordinary and ordinary martial arts practitioners. It is still a bit difficult to fight against the grandmaster.

It seems that he can only ignore the injuries in his body and shoot with all his strength.

It's a big deal, it's just a wound that lasts for a while.

It's just that the damage to the dantian is really a bit big.

He took a deep breath and slowly stood up straight.

"What? Still not giving up?" The silver-haired old man stared at Xiao Yi, squinted his eyes and said, "I just fought against each other, how far is the gap between you and me?"

"It's really not clear, so I want to try again." The corners of Xiao Yi's lips rose.

A group of people rushed in from inside and outside the hotel.

There are at least thirty people.

Among these people, there are at least ten masters!

The rest are also martial arts elites.

"There's no need to struggle anymore. You can't do it in front of me." The silver-haired old man looked at Xiao Yi indifferently: "Look around here, do you think you can get out?"

Xiao Yi laughed: "I don't want to go out, I want to go in."

"As for whether it can be done or not—it's not just a matter of words."

"I think you want to die." The silver-haired old man said coldly: "If that's the case, then you should die."

With that said, Silver Hair walked towards Xiao Yi again.

But at this moment, a flat voice sounded: "Tao Yuanquan, try to move him."