Even if he had such power, he couldn't do it.

Even if this person is not on guard and he is ready to attack with all his strength, he will probably only be able to knock him two or three meters away. It is impossible to fly four or five meters like this.

"You didn't use your full strength when you fought me before? No, your strength has increased again?" After watching Old Man Yu replay the action three times, Feng Long couldn't help but ask.

"Well, it seems to have increased." Su Mo scratched his head. He couldn't explain that his strength had increased due to the physical strength he had drawn before. He could only cover it up vaguely: "Maybe it's treasure water, um, it's treasure water."

The power of water!”

"Fuck you, you monster!" After hearing this nonsense, Feng Long couldn't help but hiss slightly, obviously a little distracted.

If you want to improve your physical fitness from failing to passing 60 or 70 points, it is very simple. It only requires a period of exercise and nutritional supplements.

Even raising the score from 70 to 80 or 90 is not difficult. It can indeed be done with Baoshui.

But in the previous contest, Feng Long could clearly feel that Somo's power was about the same as his own, both around 90.

It is no longer possible for such a value to have an exaggerated increase.

But what is happening now has actually caused the concept he has maintained for a long time to collapse.

"Is it possible that County Magistrate Su is a Tai Chi master and a descendant of Zhang Sanfeng?" When Old Man Yu replayed the beginning for the twelfth time, someone finally couldn't help but ask.

"Well said!" Old Man Yu pressed the pause button with satisfaction: "But I'm not right. County Magistrate Su's real strength is much more than this!"

"What he learned and used, according to my judgment, should be the gas-breaking style of the gallbladder gun!"

"Guard-bore gun? Gas-breaking style!"

Old man Yu gave a name in a serious manner, and the eyes of the people around the tables suddenly lit up.

Sumo was also stunned.

He had never heard of a gallbladder gun.

But this push of the door is indeed a bit like the Su family's gun-popping force technique. But this old man

"Look at the next scene." Old Yu pressed the play button, and the scene finally stopped replaying and turned into Sumo launching a counterattack.

At the moment when the two teams are about to come into contact, a conflict is about to break out.

Old Man Yu pressed the slow playback 0.5x button.

The knives chopped off by Yu Shaolong and others in the picture suddenly slowed down, and Somo's dodging figure also slowed down.

"It is said that in the third edition of the Qingming Spear Manual, there are three levels of matching footwork. Looking at the way Magistrate Su is strolling in the courtyard, I suspect that he is currently using the highest level of Alone Green Boat." Old Man Yu

Falling into memories.

"Every time Yu Longwang slashed at the position where Magistrate Su was standing, it seemed that they were pressing forward step by step, but in fact they were led by Magistrate Su. They lost the initiative from the beginning and were forced to move forward.

The longer you are involved, the harder it is to get out."

"The next sword" adjusted the speed to 0.25 times. Old Man Yu exclaimed with a look of amazement: "The last strike comes first. This is the famous stunt of the first-generation Su family gun Zhang Gongwang. Rumor has it that our old lord, Human

Su Shen relied on this move to defeat countless enemies back then!"

Wow.

This was the sound of several teacups accidentally falling to the ground.

When Old Man Yu called out this name, many people also recognized it from their memories, with shock on their faces.

As for Su Mo, his eyes widened, completely amazed that this old man could actually see through the moves he used.

"Tsk, tsk, an ordinary storyteller in this teahouse can actually have such skill!"

"An ordinary storyteller?" Feng Long, who was watching the excitement from the side, heard this, shook his head and smiled: "He is not an ordinary storyteller, he is the owner of this teahouse, Wan Jingnian."

"Is he Wan Jingnian?" Sumo was startled when he heard that the man he had been looking for for many days was sitting in front of him.

"Yes, he is a wonderful man. He likes to study all kinds of strange prescriptions and martial arts. He is an out-and-out Su Chui." Seeing Su Mo's strange behavior, Feng Long was not surprised and said, "I guess the year before last,

He also stayed in our Northern Military Region for a while, asking this and that one for martial arts lessons every day. This man has a relatively simple mind and is very persistent in what he is sure of. He is the first batch of citizens in our Tianyuan Territory and should be a good candidate for practicing martial arts.

.”

"But it's a pity that he went on an expedition in the past to search for medicinal materials. He suffered too many root causes of diseases when he tried the medicine. His body was seriously damaged and he no longer had the potential to practice martial arts. He could only practice these moves and routines to get over his addiction to martial arts."

"By the way, I used to remember him writing books, researching medicinal materials, and preparing all kinds of strange prescriptions to contribute to the territory's disaster relief. But he must have been hit hard in recent years, and he hasn't released new products for a long time!"

"So that's how it is." Sumo nodded slightly, his heart skipping a beat.

In the eighth year of the wasteland, Wan Jingnian was seriously injured due to a drug test, and had no potential to practice martial arts. He could only stay in this teahouse as a storyteller to get rid of his martial arts addiction, and gave up continuing to research and develop different medicines.

But what about a year in the wasteland?

In reality, he is probably still an ordinary member of the 1,400 aborigines in Hope Village.

If you can induce him to embark on this path in advance and provide some help, let him continue to develop.

"Does your card allow me to talk to him? I want to have a good talk with him."

"Yes, there's nothing I can't do." Feng Long nodded indifferently at first, and then his expression became strange: "My County Magistrate of Su Da, you have already submitted your invitation, and they don't want to see you, right?"

"Go away, you're disgusting. I'll do my best next time we're sparring."

With a glance, Su Mo couldn't help but smile when he saw Feng Long shrinking his head.

Those herbal teas are indeed very useful, but they are not irreplaceable necessities.

But if in the coming time, Wan Jingnian can be persuaded to continue developing prescriptions to combat fog erosion.

Then wait until you return to the real wasteland and the continuous fog comes during the day.
Chapter completed!