When he arrived at the practice room, Pang Xiaonan was very surprised because the practice room was larger than expected, and the decoration was very ancient, with eighteen kinds of weapons arranged on a row of shelves.

"Come on, Pang Xiaonan." Zhang Qianjun took off his shirt, exposed his developed muscles, and waved to Pang Xiaonan.

Pang Xiaonan shook his head helplessly. Maybe Zhang Qianjun can fight among ordinary people, but compared with him, a master of martial arts, he is a bit overestimating his abilities.

But Pang Xiaonan didn't want to take action. He was visiting someone else's house. Zhang Qianjun was still Zhang Ping's brother. If it was broken, it would be bad. Besides, Zhang Qianjun was also the captain of the criminal police. Could this be an attacker?

Pang Xiaonan's head was full of troubles and he was not taking action for a long time. Zhang Qianjun became impatient. His eyes turned cold and he rushed to Pang Xiaonan with a quick step, and he punched him in front of him.

When his fist was about to touch Pang Xiaonan's face, Pang Xiaonan moved and avoided Zhang Qianjun's fist with a slight wave.

Zhang Qianjun did not hesitate and elbowed Pang Xiaonan's neck with another elbow. Pang Xiaonan raised his left hand and with a seemingly light move, he resisted Zhang Qianjun's powerful attack.

Zhang Qianjun was secretly surprised. Pang Xiaonan's movements were slow, but he could resolve his offensive every time. This was no longer an ordinary master.

However, when the masters competed, there was no room for thinking. When Zhang Qianjun saw that he couldn't do it, he used a move to lift his vagina and kick Pang Xiaonan's calf.

This time Pang Xiaonan didn't avoid it.

"There is a chance!" Just when Zhang Qianjun thought that this kick would definitely overturn Pang Xiaonan, he kicked Pang Xiaonan's calf.

But in an instant, a severe pain spread from his feet to his calves and from his calves to his thighs.

He was like kicking a steel post, his whole leg was numb.

"No, let's go out secretly!" Zhang Qianjun retracted the offensive in time and fled to the periphery of Pang Xiaonan.

Zhang Qianjun's toes were clenched on the ground hard, a trace of cold sweat emerged from his forehead, and his eyes were staring at Pang Xiaonan.

"Good boy, I didn't expect you to have practiced to the level of secret energy and release!" Zhang Qianjun no longer dared to underestimate Pang Xiaonan and began to feel a dangerous aura.

Zhang Wanliang was shocked. In fact, from the beginning, he felt that it was already amazing that Pang Xiaonan could easily resolve Zhang Qianjun's offensive. However, now he told Zhang Qianjun that the fact that he was secretly expelled was already very surprised that Pang Xiaonan's skills were so profound.

Generally, masters who can reach the middle level of martial arts have the ability to release hidden power, but they are not allowed to do whatever they want. They must be very dangerous to stimulate the potential of the body.

A strong man who can reach the level of high-level martial arts can be able to release the hidden power at any time. Since Pang Xiaonan can release the hidden power, at least he is a master of mid-level martial arts.

Pang Xiaonan used spiritual consciousness to explore Zhang Qianjun's strength at the beginning, which was at the middle level of martial arts. This is not simple, because an ordinary person who does not have a good talent may not reach the middle level of martial arts in his life, and he also has a lot of practices and opportunities, so that Zhang Qianjun can reach the middle level of martial arts at this age.

So Pang Xiaonan was not surprised that Zhang Qianjun would challenge him. In his world, he probably had never encountered a middle-level strongman in martial arts, so he was 100% sure of defeating Pang Xiaonan.

"Or what we'll be here?" Pang Xiaonan tried to discuss with Zhang Qianjun whether he could stop fighting, because this time he deliberately controlled the power of the hidden force so that Zhang Qianjun would not be injured. If he fought again, he might not be able to control it so well.

But at this moment, Zhang Qianjun did not give up. Even if Pang Xiaonan could secretly release, he would definitely be able to surpass his own strength without saying that.

When the leg that kicked Pang Xiaonan was no longer so numb, Zhang Qianjun launched a second round of attack.

Zhang Qianjun first threw his knees and hit Pang Xiaonan's belly, because the human belly is the softest part of the human body, while the knees are the hardest weapon of the human body.

Pang Xiaonan originally thought that Zhang Qianjun would retreat when he showed his secret power, but he did not expect that it would arouse Zhang Qianjun's fighting spirit instead.

Seeing Zhang Qianjun's offensive attack, Pang Xiaonan knew that he would not give up if he didn't defeat Zhang Qianjun.

Pang Xiaonan stretched out his right palm and pressed it down, blocking Zhang Qianjun's knee throwing. Zhang Qianjun did not stop and slashed at Pang Xiaonan's neck with another hand knife. This time he learned his lesson, and he attacked the most vulnerable parts of the human body.

Pang Xiaonan dodged Zhang Qianjun's hand knife, and Zhang Qianjun's leg kicked straight towards Pang Xiaonan's lower abdomen.

Zhang Qianjun's attack was fierce and fierce, and his moves were fatal. He originally did not plan to use such a heavy hand, but when he knew that Pang Xiaonan's skill could reach the level of secret force being released, he had no worries because he was not facing an ordinary person now, but an opponent who would kill him at any time, so he had to keep his hand to win.

Zhang Wanliang looked at Zhang Qianjun's moves and couldn't help but feel a little worried. After all, Pang Xiaonan is Zhang Ping's classmate. If Pang Xiaonan fails to block any move, he will be seriously injured. If he says it, others will blame him for the ruthlessness of the Zhang family.

After reaching the peak level of martial arts, the most direct advantage is that you can see more clearly when you look at the opponent's moves. No matter how sharp the opponent's moves are, in Pang Xiaonan's eyes, it is like watching slow motion.

So every time Zhang Qianjun's movements seem to hit Pang Xiaonan, but in fact Pang Xiaonan has already made plans.

Just when Zhang Qianjun thought that this kick was bound to be won, Pang Xiaonan took action.

He first gently straddled and avoided Zhang Qianjun's attack, and then slapped Zhang Qianjun's shoulder with his right palm.

With a "bang", just as Pang Xiaonan's palm touched Zhang Qianjun's shoulder, although Zhang Qianjun only felt that Pang Xiaonan's palm was soft, his body could not help but fly backwards.

Pang Xiaonan deliberately controlled his strength, otherwise with his current skills, Zhang Qianjun would fly at least a few dozen meters, hitting the wall and injuring his internal organs.

Now, Zhang Qianjun flew five or six meters backwards, and then fell heavily to the ground.

Zhang Qianjun only felt his shoulders burning and he seemed to be dislocated. He was sitting on the ground and looked at Pang Xiaonan opposite him in surprise. The corners of Pang Xiaonan's mouth slightly raised, without the next move.

"Qianjun, are you okay?" Zhang Wanliang quickly walked to Zhang Qianjun's side, squatted down and asked with concern.

"Dad, I'm fine, I can still fight." Zhang Qianjun gritted his teeth and struggled to continue fighting with Pang Xiaonan.

"Forget it, you are not his opponent." Zhang Wanliang had been in the martial arts world for many years after saying that, and it can be seen that Pang Xiaonan is at least a high-level martial arts player.

Take the palm just now for example. Without deep skills, it is impossible to shake people so far, and Pang Xiaonan looks quite relaxed.

Pang Xiaonan walked over pretending to behave, and asked with a concerned expression: "Brother Zhang, are you okay? Sorry, I used all my strength in a hurry, but I didn't expect to hit you..."

"Pang Xiaonan, you are very powerful. How about you? How about competing with me?" Zhang Wanliang's martial arts are still above Zhang Qianjun. He hasn't met such a powerful opponent as Pang Xiaonan for a long time, and he feels itchy.

"Dad, you..." Zhang Qianjun was a little surprised. Zhang Wanliang never competed with his younger generation because he was afraid of taking on the bad reputation of bullying the small by the big one.

"This..." Pang Xiaonan was a little embarrassed, "Uncle, I'm a little talented and knowledgeable person, I'm afraid I'm not your opponent."

"Come on, don't be humble. I think you have a lot of tricks. Why are you afraid that I will bully the small ones by the big ones?" Zhang Wanliang vaguely felt that Pang Xiaonan had not done his best yet. If Pang Xiaonan did his best, he would be a difficult opponent.

"What are you doing?" At this time, Zhang Ping appeared in the practice room. She did not see Pang Xiaonan in the living room, and even Zhang Wanliang disappeared. She guessed that a few people must have come to the practice room.

When she saw Zhang Qianjun being knocked to the ground and Zhang Wanliang was negotiating with Pang Xiaonan on the side, she was afraid that the three men she cared about the most would become enemies.

Pang Xiaonan looked back and said with a smile: "I'll be in the middle of your brother, it's okay, don't worry."

"What a fuck!" Zhang Ping was a little angry and hurried to Pang Xiaonan's side, "You are here to have a meal, not a fight. Let's go, come back to the restaurant with me."

Zhang Ping took Pang Xiaonan's hand and walked out, as if she was protecting a calf.

"Hey, Pingping, wait a moment!" Zhang Wanliang saw that such a good opportunity was about to slip away, so he quickly called out Zhang Ping, "Pang Xiaonan and I haven't had any conversations yet."

"Dad, just let him go. Let's have a meal. Let's go, brother, get up quickly." Zhang Ping grabbed Pang Xiaonan's hand and refused to let go.

"Oh yo, you're not married yet, just help outsiders!" Zhang Qianjun got up from the ground, a little dissatisfied with his sister, and of course, there was a little sarcastic in his tone.

"Dad, look at me..." Zhang Ping had no choice but to turn her gaze for help on Zhang Wanliang.

"Your brother is right, okay, you can let Pang Xiaonan go first and let me play a game with him." Zhang Wanliang liked Zhang Ping the most since he was a child. He has always been better to his daughter than his son, but he doesn't want to miss this opportunity in front of him.

But Zhang Ping knew that his father's strength was that Pang Xiaonan was only at the middle level of martial arts, at least in the Dongli Military Academy fighting competition. No matter how fast the progress was, he could not be an opponent of Zhang Wanliang, a high-level martial arts martial arts.

"Dad, aren't you making things difficult for Pang Xiaonan?" Zhang Ping looked at Pang Xiaonan with regret and let go of his hand shyly.

"Don't worry, your dad is a good match, and I promise to stop when it's right." Zhang Wanliang still insisted on competing with Pang Xiaonan.

Pang Xiaonan had ten thousand grass horses in his heart. The father and son really had no vision. His strength was obviously much higher than theirs, so why did he still have to humiliate himself?

Wait for a moment, Pang Xiaonan was thinking in his mind whether he would deliberately lose the competition with Zhang Wanliang. In this way, he would not only hide his strength, but also protect Zhang Wanliang's self-esteem.

But soon, Pang Xiaonan denied his idea because he used this routine in the fighting competition at Dongli Military Academy, but he could not escape the observation of anyone with discerning eyes. In the final analysis, his acting skills were too poor.

What to do?

Seeing that Zhang Wanliang refused to give up, Zhang Ping had no choice. After all, he was his father in front of him, so he could only believe him and would not attack with all his strength, thus hurting Pang Xiaonan.

"Be careful, my dad is a high-level martial arts." Zhang Ping reminded Pang Xiaonan with concern, his eyes full of worry.

Pang Xiaonan said nothing and made an OK gesture with a smile.

Because I had observed the duel between Pang Xiaonan and Zhang Qianjun before, Zhang Wanliang had some research on Pang Xiaonan's fighting style. Basically, Pang Xiaonan was a trick of taking action. So at the beginning, Zhang Wanliang did not rush to take action, but slowly paced on the periphery to observe Pang Xiaonan's flaws.

When he was fighting with Zhang Qianjun just now, Pang Xiaonan injured Zhang Qianjun with hidden force, and the hidden force was released from his legs. Generally speaking, when a master cannot avoid the opponent's attack, he will take the initiative to use hidden force to protect his fragile parts.

A glimmer flashed in Zhang Wanliang's eyes. Yes, Pang Xiaonan's weakness was in the lower plate.

So, without hesitation, Zhang Wanliang punched Pang Xiaonan in the face.

However, this was just a fake shot. His real purpose was to be below Pang Xiaonan's waist.

Pang Xiaonan had long seen that Zhang Wanliang's light punch was not threatening, so he did not dodge. He just waved his arm to block it and easily opened Zhang Wanliang's fist.

Sure enough, as soon as Zhang Wanliang passed by, he immediately whipped his legs and rushed towards Pang Xiaonan's face again with the whirring sound of wind.

This leg is quite powerful, but Pang Xiaonan still sees that this leg is also a false move.

So Pang Xiaonan still stretched out his arm to block it. From the beginning, he didn't think about how to deal with Zhang Wanliang, so now he can only think while blocking, how to win Zhang Wanliang without being angrily.

Zhang Wanliang's unique offensive skills have been seen through two consecutive virtual moves, because most people usually only lay a pretext for one virtual move when organizing an attack, but Zhang Wanliang's virtual moves are more dangerous than each move, because even if the main energy is the next killer move, sometimes virtual moves will get unexpected blows.

The moment Zhang Wanliang's whip legs touched Pang Xiaonan's arm, Zhang Wanliang quickly pulled away from his legs, hurriedly lowered his body and rotated a 360-yuan on the ground, and swept out a beautiful arc on the other leg.

The whip legs are connected to the sweeping legs. This is a classic offensive leg technique, which is difficult for ordinary people to avoid, especially Zhang Wanliang, who has unique skills, which is almost impeccable.

"Haha, Pang Xiaonan, you're done!" Zhang Qianjun looked happy from the side, feeling a little gloating. In fact, he was the same as Zhang Wanliang's judgment. Pang Xiaonan's weakness should be the lower plate, otherwise he would not release hidden energy from his legs to protect himself.

Unexpectedly, Pang Xiaonan jumped lightly and avoided Zhang Wanliang's sweeping legs, which made Zhang Qianjun dumbfounded.

"Is this kid's lower plate not weak?" Zhang Qianjun saw Pang Xiaonan's jumping and dodging movements, and he was really flawless. He saw that Zhang Wanliang's sweeping legs were about to sweep, but he was a little short of it and failed.

After Pang Xiaonan landed, he kicked Zhang Wanliang in the stomach with one kick, but Zhang Wanliang's reaction was fast enough and he quickly jumped out from behind.

In the first round of attack, Zhang Wanliang did not take any advantage, and Pang Xiaonan's last kick was just a defensive move and did not mean to hit Zhang Wanliang.

"Good boy, I have a chance!" Pang Xiaonan's defense aroused Zhang Wanliang's fighting spirit. He was dozens of years older than Pang Xiaonan and was helpless against a young student. It was a laughing joke when he said it.

Zhang Wanliang roared and rushed towards Pang Xiaonan again. This time, he did not use false moves, but directly attacked Pang Xiaonan's lower plate.

Cun fist, slitting the vagina, sweeping the hall, straightening the legs... all kinds of moves attacked Pang Xiaonan's lower plate like raindrops. Zhang Wanliang's fist had no room for mercy, and he was completely angry.
To be continued...