Chapter 49 Seven Points of Strength

"Another hand?"

Hearing these familiar words, Chen Luo couldn't help but look at his master.

Last time, my junior sister almost died when I asked her to "give me a hand". So when I heard the word "give me a hand" this time, I subconsciously hesitated.

"Don't worry, your uncle's kung fu is not comparable to that of your junior sister." Ma Quezi saw what Chen Luo was thinking and immediately said with a smile.

He still has great confidence in his senior brother who is at the grandmaster level.

I also think it's time to suppress the arrogance of Chen Luo, the talented apprentice. When a person is young and his life is smooth, it is very easy to suffer losses. He himself is the best example.

"Go all out. I'll sit here and not move. If you can make me move even a little bit, I'll recognize you as a genius."

Ruan Jianglong also noticed Chen Luo's worry and laughed too.

Regardless of his qualifications, this nephew's character is quite good. It's a pity that he has been in a small place for too long and has never seen the world, so he has no idea of ​​the weight of the word "Grandmaster".

It was with his master's strength that Ruan Jianglong was able to build such a large foundation in a provincial-level city like Bailong City.

"Do you really want to lend a hand?"

"Don't worry, the Grandmaster is far from being comparable to the warriors you have met before."

Seeing that his master and uncle had given such assurance, Chen Luo felt relieved.

The gap between his junior sister and him is getting bigger and bigger. She can no longer help him measure his strength accurately. But his uncle is very good. He is a master who practices the Black Tiger Fist. His aura is very powerful. Maybe the Taoist Lichen who chased him before is not his uncle's opponent.

After figuring this out, Chen Luo immediately stood firm, and the momentum of the Black Tiger Fist in his body began to circulate. His hands were in the shape of tiger claws, and he bent his legs and squatted down.

The internal energy in his body surged like a river, and his originally ordinary body also showed a momentum like Ruan Jianglong. This momentum was condensed like the might of a tiger, and the two people facing him could sense it the moment they saw it.

"good!"

Ruan Jianglong also showed a surprised expression.

Regardless of how well he has practiced his boxing skills, just with this tiger stance, he has already grasped the essence of the Black Tiger Fist.

As the internal energy was mobilized, the bones in Chen Luo's body made a crackling sound like bamboo shoots after rain. Originally only at the bone-forging level, after fully mobilizing, he actually drew out a trace of light blue power, raising his power to the Grandmaster level.

Then a tiger roar was heard and the figure disappeared in an instant.

"Um?"

Ruan Jianglong, who was sitting arrogantly, suddenly changed his expression and stood up. He stretched out one hand to push his junior brother Ma Quezi aside, and at the same time, a black crouching tiger appeared on his body. He opened his fist and blocked Chen Luo's punch head-on. The two forces collided fiercely.

boom!!!

With a loud bang, a black air wave rolled out, raising a large amount of dust.

Ruan Jianglong, who reacted instantly, had no idea that his nephew could be so ferocious, so that his sudden burst of fist power was broken by one blow. The black crouching tiger only lasted for a breath before it was shattered. The energy exploded, and the fist power hit him directly in the chest. The man was pushed by the fist of a gray-black tiger in mid-air, and he didn't stop until he hit the courtyard wall behind him.

Bang!

There was a muffled sound, and the scene suddenly became quiet. The tables, chairs and benches that Ruan Jianglong and Ma Quezi were sitting on fell over. Not to mention the previous agreement to "move half a step", even the ground under their feet was scraped away by the punch just now.

"Master, I stopped this time and only used 70% of my strength."

After sensing that Ruan Jianglong had not suffered any substantial harm, Chen Luo turned around and spoke to Ma Quezi, who was still sitting on the ground.

This time he learned from the last time he lent a hand to his junior sister, and only put in 70% of his effort.

"This kid wow!!"

Ruan Jianglong, who originally wanted to save face for his master, couldn't help but spit out blood on the spot after hearing these words.

When I looked at Chen Luo again, it was like looking at a monster.

This is not a genius at all, he is clearly a monster!

"You, you, you!! You have broken through to the Grandmaster level?!" Ma Quezi was completely dumbfounded and even forgot to help his senior brother who had fallen to the side.

“It just broke through not long ago.”

Chen Luo had a simple and honest expression on his face.

To be precise, he cannot be considered a master. The light blue energy belongs to the power of immortal cultivators. However, he cannot explain the details clearly, so he simply regards himself as a master.

"Forget it, go and rest first."

Ma Quezi held his breath for a long time, not knowing how to respond for a moment. This feeling of déjà vu made him feel like he was dreaming.

It's hard to say that you can't beat up your uncle like this, right? They asked them to use all their strength before, and it was Ruan Jianglong himself who suggested helping. The other kid also reserved a third of his strength, which was considered very respectful.

But, when did it become so easy to make breakthroughs in martial arts?

If he can become a master after practicing for a few months, then he has been practicing like a dog all his life!

"OK."

Chen Luo was not stupid. He naturally knew the current situation and had to save face for his uncle.

So he went out and found a bodyguard from the Huwei Escort Agency. After asking about the location of the guest rooms, he followed the bodyguard and left.

"Junior brother, tell me the truth, has this kid really only practiced martial arts for more than a month?"

After there were no outsiders around, Ruan Jianglong stopped trying to hold on. He sat cross-legged on the ground and smoothed out his blocked Qi flow. Only then did his whole state ease. Chen Luo did not lie. He stopped at the last moment of the fight. Otherwise, Ruan Jianglong's injury would not be as simple as spitting blood.

"It was really only a little over a month. I taught him for half a month. During this half a month, except for the first few days, he practiced on his own."

Ma Quezi smiled bitterly, he knew what his senior brother was thinking.

But he himself didn't figure out the problem.

"If that's the case, I suspect that your disciple is likely to possess 'that kind of qualification'." Ruan Jianglong's eyes flickered and his mind became active.

The reason why he was able to become a master with the Black Tiger Fist was because of a fortuitous encounter he had a few years ago.

It was at that time that he realized that the world was not just what they saw. Later, he relied on the reputation of the "immortal" to gain a firm foothold in Bailong City, the provincial capital, so that the bigwigs in the provincial capital did not dare to provoke him.

A big part of the reason why Huwei Escort Agency has been able to develop to this point is that he has received guidance from the "immortal" and has a close relationship with him.

"Brother is right"

Ma Cuzi's expression changed. When Chen Luo came over before, the two brothers were talking about this matter in the yard.

"This is the only explanation that makes sense. Some people in this world are born different from us." Ruan Jianglong has already started thinking about how to get along well with this nephew in the future.

Unlike his junior fellow apprentice Ma Quezi, he has been good at taking advantage of situations since he was young. On the surface, he seems to be simple-minded and strong-limbed, but in fact, he knows the rules of Yue better than anyone else. The people in the "heaven" are the foundation.

"You are lucky, brother."

Speaking of this, a hint of envy appeared on Ruan Jianglong's face.

Why hasn't he met such a disciple?

"What good luck do I have? I'm now a useless person." Ma Quezi patted his leg with a bitter smile.

Only you know what kind of life you have lived these years.

"A loss in one place may bring gain in another. In the future, maybe my senior brother will have to rely on you as his disciple to save his life." Ruan Jianglong said half-jokingly.

(End of this chapter)