Frog at the bottom of the well!

Liang Tiancheng's face was full of disdain.

He began to practice martial arts at the age of six, and cultivated internal strength at the age of eight, and the accumulation of internal strength in ten years is not trivial, and he knows that the difference between internal and external kung fu is like cloud mud.

Just a few days ago, he single-handedly wiped out the remaining bandits in Chiyun Village, but he was unharmed, and it was this scorching sun palm that he relied on. Although Jiang Ba's eight people have died, Chiyun Village has not been exterminated by the government for more than ten years, and its heritage is still there, and there are still dozens of bandits, all of whom are licking blood with knives, even if they are placed in Songjiang Mansion, they are also among the best players.

However, none of these people can take a single move from him, and the difference lies in the internal force! This is a qualitative difference, which cannot be offset by the large number of manpower, and the subtlety of the moves.

Liang Tiancheng admitted that Wang Ke's trick just now was exquisite, and he thought that he used it to win the iron wall. But he never believed that Wang Ke had internal strength, otherwise Tiebi would never be his enemy.

Borrowing strength is indeed exquisite in external kung fu, but it is like child's play in front of internal masters. There is no other reason, one force will drop ten, so that you are powerless to borrow!

Liang Tiancheng's internal force operated, and the red light in his palm was even worse, and the seemingly casual palm had the power of thunder, and even the palm wind faintly exuded a scorching breath, masculine and fierce with the power of the sun.

He believed that this palm could not be said to be Wang Ke, even if it was an iron wall, and the owners of the major martial arts halls in Songjiang Mansion, he would not be able to resist it. He seemed to have seen that Wang Ke was like those Chiyunzhai bandits who died at his hands, like a kite with a broken string flying out, and before he died, he remembered that he should not go to the mighty dart bureau to go wild.

But what he never expected was that as soon as Wang Ke's hand was on his wrist, a pure and pure power passed over, and his palm involuntarily changed direction.

Liang Tiancheng is too familiar with this kind of power, this is the internal force! He finally understood why Tiebi and Wang Ke were talking happily, neither to promote the backwards, nor to be bold and generous, they were simply willing to bow to the upper hand, and Wang Ke was also an out-and-out master of the inner family!

However, surprised to surprised, Liang Tiancheng still didn't put Wang Ke in his eyes, and sneered: "It turns out that you can also do internal strength, but I have lost my eyes." However, your internal strength is too low, and you have only practiced for five years at most, do you know how long I have been cultivating internal strength? Ten years!"

As he spoke, the palm attack did not stop, but fought faster and faster, and the scorching breath in the palm wind became thicker and thicker.

Wang Ke only felt that a wave of heat was coming, and he didn't dare to slack off, so he made Tai Chi like a cloud of water in his peers, and took Liang Tiancheng's moves one by one.

In terms of internal strength, Wang Ke is far inferior to Liang Tiancheng, but Taijiquan is best at borrowing strength, although he can't do it yet, but it is not a problem to dial ten catties and eight catties, and it is still easy to deal with the scorching sun.

However, Wang Ke was also quite surprised, he practiced Tai Chi Divine Skills for only five days, and the result became five years in Liang Tiancheng's mouth, and if you think about it, it should be the effect of "Martial Arts". Since simple martial arts moves can reach the transformation realm directly after being instilled, it is not surprising that the cultivation speed of internal force is one against one hundred.

Compared with Wang Ke's ease of coping, Liang Tiancheng couldn't take down Wang Ke for a long time, especially no matter how he changed his moves, he was blocked by Wang Ke, and the internal force he was most proud of did not play a role, so he inevitably became impetuous, and immediately used all his strength to carry out the exercises.

This time, the tables, chairs and benches in the hall were suddenly damaged, and the sound of breaking sounded from time to time, all of which were shattered by Liang Tiancheng, who was dragged aside by Wang Ke.

Although most of the dart masters of the mighty dart bureau were outside, there were also people practicing martial arts in the dart game, and when they heard the sound, they couldn't help but gather over, and they were all shocked to see a young man who did not fall behind under Liang Tiancheng's attack.

They already knew that this was Wang Ke of the Nanxiang Martial Arts Hall, who had defeated the dart head Shao Shuai with one punch, and there were even rumors of killing Jiang Ba. But it is no secret that the head of the dart has internal strength, so how can it not even be able to take a person in the martial arts hall?

The only explanation is that Wang Ke is also a master of the house, which makes the dart master who has the heart to step forward to help the boxer even more afraid to move. Not to mention that the young dart head is quite conceited, and he doesn't like others to help him the most, even the duel between the masters of the house is not something that ordinary people can interfere with.

Someone wanted to find Li Kun and ask the reason for the fight between the two, but Li Kun had already seen that the situation was not good, and ran to find Liang Bufan, of course, he didn't forget to take the letterhead that Liang Tiancheng threw aside. When he saw the contents of the letter, he was so frightened that he almost lost his soul, and secretly prayed in his heart that the chief dart could save himself, otherwise he would not be able to bear the charge of fornication and banditry.

Before he could run to the study, he met the alarmed Liang Bufan, Li Kun stammered and described the matter, knelt on the ground and pleaded: "The head of the dart save me!"

Liang Bufan didn't seem to hear his words, looked at the letterhead in his hand and was silent for a long time before asking, "Are you sure Tiancheng has used the Burning Sun Palm?"

"The young dart head did use the Burning Sun Palm, but that Wang Ke didn't know what kind of punch he used, and the young dart head couldn't help him. Li Kun said truthfully.

It turns out that he is also a master of the inner family, no wonder Jiang Ba Tiebi is not his opponent. However, I have never heard of Wang Yong's internal strength, could it be that there is another teacher? And this letter--" Liang Bufan turned his gaze to the letter again, his face was cloudy, and he said secretly: "How could it fall into his hands? Does he have any other letters? If they are all in his hands, it will be a troublesome matter." ”

After thinking about it, Liang Tiancheng said, "Come with me to the front hall to have a look." ”

Wang Ke attacked and defended, and soon forced Liang Tiancheng to use the Burning Sun Palm, with a golden light passing by, the "Martial Classics" has finished recording the Burning Sun Palm, and at the same time recorded the internal skills used by Liang Tiancheng, but it is not the Burning Sun Gong in Wang Ke's imagination, but the Blazing Flame Technique.

That Blazing Flame Technique only had a practice route and no mental method, and it was still only a remnant, but the Burning Sun Palm was complete, directly instilled into his body and reached the transformation realm.

Achieved the expected goal, Wang Ke did not reserve any longer, and when Liang Tiancheng attacked again, he saw the flaw in this palm at a glance, crossed a circle with both hands, stopped Liang Tiancheng with both palms, and then blasted out with both fists, hitting Liang Tiancheng in the chest, beating him back three steps.

"Impossible!"

Liang Tiancheng roared angrily, raised his palm and wanted to attack again, but heard a majestic shout from behind him: "Tiancheng retreat!"

He looked back and saw that it was his father Liang Bufan who stopped him, and he didn't dare to disobey his father's orders, so he only stepped aside angrily.

Liang Bufan's face sank like water, he walked forward slowly, stared at Wang Ke with a pair of eyes like torches, and said in a deep voice: "You are Wang Ke of the Nanxiang Martial Arts Pavilion, you dare to come to the mighty dart bureau to spread wild, what a big courage!"