Who knew that He Pingfan smiled faintly, "Since Master Zou is so powerful, why don't you go outside and show us a few tricks?"

"If you're really good, we'll be convinced."

"good!"

Zou Boguang replied loudly, "What's the difficulty!"

He came here to demonstrate this time. How could he suppress Jiangzhou and others without showing any skills?

A large group of people followed him downstairs to watch the fun, and the restaurant was instantly empty.

There are also many people standing on the second and third floor windows watching.

There is a large open space outside the restaurant, which is also a square facing the river.

Zou Boguang waved his arms and was powerful.

When he arrived in the middle of the square, he bowed to the crowd, "In order to show the strength of our Quan Sect, I never make fraud."

"Advisors, go and bring some stone tablets over."

Several disciples looked around for their targets, and finally saw a stone tablet more than twenty centimeters thick on the side of the road.

Two disciples came over.

The other two disciples found two stone piers.

Zou Boguang jumped onto the stone pier, "You can verify that these are real stones made from local materials, without any adulteration."

"At the request of this little brother, I will show it on site here so that no one can question my strength, saying that I came here specially from Gusu to take advantage of the popularity and hype."

"What I want to show you is real martial arts, which is definitely not something that those fraudsters can do."

Zou Boguang jumped off the stone pier and said to the two disciples: "Hold up the stone tablet!"

The two disciples immediately lifted the stone tablet and stood between the two stone piers.

This stone tablet weighs at least 200 pounds, and the two of them carried so lightly that they are not weak either.

Hey—Zou Boguang stole a horse and his body sank down.

Take a deep breath and slash it down with one palm.

Crack—The originally intact stone tablet cracked in response to the sound, and obvious cracks spread out.

"oh!"

The onlookers were shocked and shocked.

When Mr. Chen and Mr. Lei met, their faces changed drastically.

If such strength is slashed on a person with one palm, I'm afraid even the bones will be broken?

Master, it is indeed a master! "Breaking a stone tablet does not count as a strength. Now I will let you see what a real strong man is."

Zou Boguang pushed the stone tablet down and his eyes fell on the two stone piers.

I saw him shouting, "Hey!"

Pang - Press a palm on the stone pier.

The palm sank, the blue veins on the arms swelled, and the same was true on the forehead.

The temples bulged up even higher, and sweat instantly poured out.

Crack—Where your feet stand, the floor tiles actually cracked.

Almost everyone held their breath and stared at his palm in a daze.

Zou Boguang's palm actually sank slowly.

Oh! Oh my God! Those close-knit people were stunned when they saw it.

The disciples next to them looked at the master proudly, and Zou Boguang raised his palm and took a step back.

A palm print with a depth of half a centimeter appeared on the stone pier.

Internal strength! He turned out to be an internal strength strong man.

On the scene, after a brief silence, it suddenly became boiling.

Zou Boguang bowed around, "Thank you, thank you!"

Mr. Chen and Mr. Lei wiped their sweat, a hint of fear flashed in their eyes, and they looked at He Pingfan one after another.

After all, He Pingfan's strength is just a legend, and they did not witness it with their own eyes.

Zou Boguang's strength was seen with his own eyes, and with these two skills, it is probably not something that ordinary people can resist.

There are many people practicing martial arts in today's era, but how many people may open the monument with one hand?

There are even fewer people who have cultivated their internal strength.

Many people haven't heard it.

Like the bodyguards in normal times, they are a little more powerful and can beat thirty or fifty ordinary people.

Seeing you today is indeed an eye-opener.

I don’t know what He Pingfan’s strength is?

I hope I don’t flatter you wrongly.

A disciple of Zou Boguang said, "Master, don't be too powerful. What if He Pingfan is scared and dare not come out to fight?"

"Hahaha--" Many people burst into laughter.

Zou Boguang also became a little proud and approached He Pingfan, "Little brother, can my two moves convince you Jiangzhou people?"

"You said He Pingfan, would he dare to come and fight?"

He Pingfan smiled slightly, "Master Zou is indeed unfathomable, powerful, powerful!"

"But go and pay for the restaurant table first!"

"..." Zou Boguang's expression froze and felt particularly disappointed.

This kid is really not good at it. Everyone is so excited and cheering, but he seems to look down on him.

It was indeed He Pingfan's brainless fan. He was about to educate him for a few words, but He Pingfan said, "It's still this time tomorrow, he will accept your challenge with you."

Zou Boguang said loudly, "Okay! I will speak to the entire Jiangzhou, hoping that he will not be a turtle."

He Pingfan took Tang Ying'er away, and the two got into Mr. Chen and his car.

Tang Yinger was even more anxious than Mr. Chen and Mr. Lei, "Do you really want to fight?"

He Pingfan smiled faintly, "If I don't go to fight, I'm afraid even the two bosses will be disappointed."

Mr. Chen and Mr. Lei laughed awkwardly, "How dare you? How dare you?

No matter how powerful that Zou Boguang is, he cannot be your opponent."

He Pingfan waved his hand, "Okay, we'll see you tomorrow."

Before the two returned to school, news that the powerful Gusu Boxing Sect challenged the young hero He Pingfan of Jiangzhou had spread throughout Jiangzhou.

In all the groups, the overwhelming rumors kept pouring out the screen.

An Ruyi frowned, "Oh!"

Lan Kexin said, “Why are you sighing?

The more experience he has against the enemy, the more helpful he will be to the future.”

"Which generation of powerful mysterious arts is not growing up in battle."

"If he can't stand this test, why should he marry you home in three years?"

An Ruyi's face turned slightly red and she glared at the poor girl with a coquettish look.

In the An family courtyard, news came quickly, and An Qing said, "He Pingfan is burdened by fame, I'm afraid that someone will continue to challenge him in the future."

An Wenshan nodded, "This is a good thing, it is also a bad thing.

But sooner or later he will face all this.”

When Jiang Long heard the news, he just smiled and didn't take it to heart.

Hetong Tiandao, "I'll watch a good show tomorrow. I'll give me the order. Everyone will take a day off and watch the battle for me."

...In the hospital, Yi Jianxun and his son were lying in the same ward, while Aunt Zhen and others were guarding each other.

In fact, they were not seriously injured and could be discharged from the hospital at any time.

But they just didn't want to leave, and were thinking about finding a way to cheat others out of something.

Yi Wenming was browsing his phone, "Huh?

There will be something big in Jiangzhou tomorrow."

Yi Jianxun glared at him, "What's the fuss about?"

Yi Wenming said, "Look, there is such news everywhere on your phone. The powerful Gusu Boxing Sect challenged the young hero He Pingfan of Jiangzhou."

“Huh?

The name of this young hero is exactly the same as that of Aunt Su Ying’s son.”

Yi Jianxun said depressedly: "There are so many people with the same name and surname in the world, what's so strange about this?"

Aunt Zhen also said contemptuously, "If he is so powerful, or is he like this now?"

"How is it possible for a young hero?"
Chapter completed!