“Ah?! This!!!”
“Oh my God!”
“T-T-T-T?!”
At a loss for words!
The disciples were all stunned, speechless and at a loss for words. They didn't know what to say. This scene was truly too shocking and unbelievable!
They have all practiced martial arts for many years. Even Ya Casu, who is not very talented, can at least learn a few sets of boxing techniques and can easily beat two ordinary people.
They also knew that Huang Feihong was very powerful. Not only was he famous, but in a real fight, he could fight ten or even a hundred people at once.
But no matter how powerful you are, there is a limit!
Even the famous Foshan Shadowless Kick is, after all, just a martial art of fists and feet.
But what about now?
What did Wong Fei-hung display? The legendary "divine power"?
Or am I dreaming?
"Master knows that it is difficult for you to accept it for a while, and you may even suspect that you are dreaming."
Huang Feihong withdrew his hand and stood, calm and confident: "But I can tell you right now, all of this is true!"
"You can also learn the methods I used just now!"
"From this moment on, Baozhilin will be a sacred place for martial arts. You are my disciples. You will voluntarily join Baozhilin and learn my many skills."
"Master, please teach me!" Ghost Leg Seven knelt down with a thud.
"You get up first."
Huang Feihong waved his hand, tried his hand at it, and used his internal force to lift him up from a distance, which surprised and delighted Ghost Legs Seven.
“This is one of them!”
"The second one!"
Regardless of the disciples' voices of shock and disbelief, Huang Feihong made another startling statement: "Now, go out and find me an open area, about a hundred feet in radius, and then, you will guard the perimeter."
"Master has something important to do!"
“···”
"Yes, Master!"
My heart is surging and my blood is boiling!
At this moment, many of Huang Feihong's disciples were extremely excited.
Then can I learn such "magical skills" myself?
Oh my god!!!
Could anything be more exciting than this?
They took action immediately and found a piece of open space within half an hour. However, since the area they wanted was too large, they all ran outside the city.
Then they formed a circle with a human wall and asked the fastest runner, Ghost Leg Seven, to report the news.
When Huang Feihong learned about it, he took Thirteenth Aunt, Huang Qiying and Ghost Leg Seven and rushed there without saying a word. In order to show his strength, he even used up his internal energy and flew in the air!
As a result, wherever Huang Feihong went, he shocked all passers-by.
"Oh my god!"
"He's flying?!"
"Huang, it's Master Huang, Master Huang can fly?!"
“Ghost!!!”
"Oh my god? That person is flying???"
"Shit, is this magic? How does he do that?"
Along the way, there was chaos, some people prostrated themselves in worship, some were terrified and screamed "hell", but no matter what, Wong Fei-hung remained calm.
Maintaining a moderate speed, he soared three feet into the air, flying towards his destination.
The farther they flew, the more people were shocked, and the more civilians, soldiers and even foreigners followed them.
This is exactly the effect Wong Fei-hung wanted.
Since we are going to take action, we should do it as loudly as possible.
He also knew that there must be some people with bad intentions, but so what?
If anyone dares to cause trouble, I will destroy them with one palm! This is the absolute confidence that comes from strength, and he, Huang Feihong, has this strength!
When they arrived at the place, there was a crowd of people behind them. A quick glance showed that there were at least more than 10,000 people!
The streets were blocked for a long time and we had to queue up to get out.
Huang Feihong occasionally glanced out of the corner of his eye and found that many people actually treated him as a god, bowing as they walked, and some even burned incense and paper, and kowtowed three times and nine times as they followed him!
On the contrary, those foreigners looked at him with shock and greed, without any awe in their eyes.
“···”
“People are still ignorant.”
"China has fallen far behind. If it doesn't change, it will inevitably be beaten."
"In that case, this change will begin today!"
“So what if the technology is backward?”
"You have technology, I have magical skills. If we conquer with magical skills, your technology will naturally become ours!"
Huang Feihong's idea was more complete.
He is not a saint or a bodhisattva. If you say he is a hero, he is indeed one. Huang Feihong has done so much to give doctors medicine and cure diseases and save lives.
But at the same time, he also knew that the greatest heroes serve their country and the people, and agreed with the saying that "those who are not of my race must have different hearts"!
If no change is made, how miserable and difficult will the next hundred years be for China in this parallel world where I live?!
Must change!
The disciples had formed a large circle. Huang Feihong took a quick look and knew that there was enough space!
Boom!!!
His anger grew stronger and stronger, and he flew higher and higher.
He flew a hundred meters into the air. Even at this altitude, even with his current strength, he would exhaust his internal energy after flying for just one minute! But he had to pretend to be awesome!
Soaring a hundred meters into the air, like a god!
Then, Huang Feihong stretched out his hand and pointed in the air.
"now!"
He scolded.
In fact, he took out the corpse of the thousand-year-old black fire turtle from the red envelope.
Boom!!!
A huge corpse suddenly appeared out of nowhere. When it landed on the ground, there was a rumbling sound, like an 8.0 magnitude earthquake. Everyone was shaken to the ground, and most of them fell to the ground...
Then, looking at the "hill" in front of them, their mouths were crooked and their eyes were squinting, and their eyeballs almost popped out of their sockets.
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