Medical Master Chapter 99: Hand over the treasure!
On the auction stage.
"Sit down?"
Looking at the old man, He Gaoming snorted coldly and said: "We don't have time to chat with you here. Now give us the treasure right away!"
"Dibao?"
When Hearing He Gaoming's words, the old man was taken aback for a while, and asked with a blank face: "This friend, what is the treasure you are talking about, why don't the old people understand?"
"Haha."
Looking at the old man, Ho Gaoming snorted without a smile, and then opened his mouth and said: "Before you start to grab my treasure, you will not inquire about Lao Tzu's details, Lao Tzu is a detective!"
"With your little tricks, you want to hide from me?"
"I got the evidence long ago!"
Speaking of this, He Gaoming turned his head and glanced at the people in the auction house, then sneered, looked back at the old man again, and asked: "You'd better ask your boss, you should return the treasure now Give it to us, or do you want me to show evidence to make you stinking martial arts?"
"If there is no, why not be aggressive?"
The old man shook his head and sighed.
Hear the words.
He Gaoming frowned and immediately turned to look at Fang Qiu.
"If this is the case, let's make the evidence public. There are so many martial arts colleagues here, let everyone comment on this theory for us, and let all martial arts colleagues in the world know that I am not unreasonable. People, but if someone wants to be unreasonable to me, I must be even more unreasonable than him!"
Fang Qiu said.
"Good."
Ho Gaoming answered.
Then, immediately take out a stack of data pages from the carrying bag.
Look carefully.
The information recorded on this information page was exactly what he had found out. The information about Baoyi Auction House's seizure of land treasures. Several of the information pages were also printed with color photos.
Hold up all the evidence in your hands and let the old man read it again.
He Gaoming sneered and asked: "Your boss, shouldn't you want me to make these evidences public?"
"Haha."
The old man smiled indifferently and said: "I still said that, if there is no, there is no."
"Then let the martial arts colleagues in the world see if there is any."
He Gaoming hummed angrily.
"It's no use saying more."
Fang Qiu stepped forward, stopped in front of He Gaoming, and stared at the old man.
However.
Looking at Fang Qiu, the old man not only did not retreat at all, but stepped forward and walked directly onto the auction platform.
This auction platform is not big.
The diameter is only about five meters.
The old man takes the stage.
Fang Qiu patted He Gaoming off the stage.
Next moment!
"Boom..."
Two powerful breaths surged from Fangqiu and the old man at the same time.
Interview.
The two are on the rise.
Actually.
When this old man just appeared, Fang Qiu had already clearly seen that the opponent was a real seventh-rank martial artist.
So.
Fang Qiucai has always focused on this old man, and when the old man is on stage, he will send He Gaoming to the stage to avoid accidental injury.
Around.
The eight phalanx people all stood up one after another, craned their necks one by one, preparing to watch the show.
Don’t they come here just to wait for this?
Now.
The show is about to begin!
On the auction stage.
"Do you really want to do it?"
Detecting that Fangqiu, who is only a second-rank martial artist, is not defeated by himself in aura, the old man frowned slightly and asked.
"Hand over the treasures that belong to me."
Fang Qiu said coldly.
"There is no land treasure."
The old man shook his head indifferently, and then added: "If you really want to do it, then let me go out. It is not appropriate to do it here. You can't afford to break the things here!"
"Really?"
Fang Qiu smiled indifferently.
The rhetoric fell.
Fang Qiu moved his right foot, volleyed behind the old man, and kicked through the wall of the auction house backstage.
Inner energy burst out loudly.
Next moment.
"Boom!"
A loud noise spreads.
Although there is a distance of more than ten meters, Fangqiu's volley kick, but instantly kicked out a big hole in the quaint-looking wall with various patterns carved with it!
"Is it right now?"
Fang Qiu sneered with a kick.
"Looking for death!"
The old man's face darkened, and the kindness was gone, replaced by a faint sullen sullenness.
"Swish."
You are not at all polite.
Along with the burst of internal energy, the old man moved his body and rushed directly towards Fangqiu. It seemed that his thin hands carried an incomparably huge force, just like the stick that fell from the sky, directly hitting Fangqiu. Head.
"Good job!"
Fang Qiu narrowed his eyes and greeted him without fear.
Of course.
He didn't use the power of the Grandmaster level, he still only used the power of the second-rank martial arts, and collided with the opponent fiercely.
"Boom!"
There was a sudden shock.
See you.
The old man's thin arms collided fiercely with Fangqiu's fist.
Generally.
Fang Qiu is confident enough to replace him with any other Wuying Seventh-Rank One Line. Even if this punch cannot hurt the opponent, he can at least force the opponent back.
But this old man is obviously not an ordinary person.
The thin arms are just like steel bars.
Even even.
Fangqiu's fist face felt a faint pain under this collision.
"Iron Fist."
Fang Qiu frowned.
He didn't expect that this old man actually practiced iron line fist, which has great destructive power and is most suitable for head-to-head martial arts.
However.
For others, there may be some fear.
But for Fang Qiu, this is exactly what he wanted.
The head-to-head confrontation with Seventh-Rank Wuying, isn't this the actual combat he wants most?
Such a good actual combat experience is rare!
My heart moved.
Fangqiu immediately shook his fist and ran into a crazy collision with the old man.
"Boom boom boom..."
The fierce collision broke out between the two people's fists and feet colliding.
After dozens of consecutive punches.
"What a powerful force."
The two took a step back each, marveling in their hearts at the same time.
"Unexpectedly, someone could practice the iron thread fist to such an extent, it can be called a copper skin and iron bone!"
Fangqiu marveled at the old man's martial arts strength.
"How can a little second-rank Wuying have such a powerful force and such a strong internal energy?"
The old man was surprised at Fangqiu's tremendous strength and sufficient internal energy!
Around.
The warriors in Kyoto have been dumbfounded.
Because the speed of the two people fighting on the auction stage is so fast that everyone can't distinguish themselves.
The most important thing is.
The inner qi of the two of them is strong and unmatched. Every time they collide, there will be a burst of qi in the air, and even a fire can be emitted, as if two steel pipes collided together, but it was extremely shocking.
In this kind of collision that is not normally seen at all, the warriors present were all dumbfounded.
A person's fist collided with his arm, so sparks could come out?
Is this **** kidding?
On the ring.
Fangqiu rubbed his fists.
In the collision just now, although he felt pressure on the old man, the pressure was not great, which caused him to play very unhappy.
Although the old man's iron fist is very powerful and full of internal energy, he still does not oppress him.
In this case.
If you continue to fight, you won’t see much improvement.
So Fangqiu decided to fight quickly!
The opposite.
The old man also clenched his fists.
A breath that was stronger than before, slowly diffused from his body.
Obviously.
The old man is also struggling.
The two sides are at war!
The real battle is here!
When everyone was very nervous and stared at them attentively, they moved at the same time.
"Whoo!"
Just listen, the sound of breaking through the air.
The two people who were less than five meters apart immediately collided together again.
Different from before.
This time, both of them exploded much stronger than before.
Just one blow.
The horrible internal energy rushed away.
The one-meter-high round table in the center of the auction table, where the auction items were placed, was directly impacted into dust in the sky at the moment that horrible internal energy erupted.
Like a snowflake.
Amidst the flying dust, the two collided crazy again.
The scene, it was a fierce one.
Just.
This time, the two are no longer evenly matched.
On the contrary, it was Fang Qiu who faintly suppressed the old man.
"What?"
In the fierce battle, the old man was shocked!
Every time he collides with Fang Qiu's fist, he can clearly feel that Fang Qiu's strength is getting stronger and stronger, and his internal strength is getting more and more abundant and more powerful.
Even, the seventh-rank martial arts he tried his best, could not completely offset Fangqiu's power.
How is this possible?
Outside the ring.
The eight phalanxes all stared.
They saw with their own eyes that Fang Qiu suppressed the old man bit by bit, and in just a few dozen moves, the old man was already crushed and beaten by Fang Qiu.
This scene shocked everyone!
Unexpectedly, the mysterious person Wuming is so powerful.
This old man is a seventh-grade Wuying.
I was hit by a second-rank Wu Ying?
This is too difficult to understand!
In the shock of everyone~IndoMTL.com~Fangqiu's offensive is getting stronger and stronger, and the old man is gradually showing invincibility.
Result.
Fangqiu was hit all the way out of the auction table, and then he blasted out with a punch, hitting the wall leading to the backstage heavily, and knocking a big hole in the wall!
This moment.
Everyone is stupid.
In the auction house, everyone stared at the scene in front of them in disbelief, and looked at Fang Qiu in disbelief. They even forgot to hold a mobile phone in their hands, and even forgot to ask for it. The mission to broadcast this battle to the Wulin Forum!
Nah.
The battle was so fierce that they were completely dumbfounded, and there was no live broadcast.
On the auction stage.
"His."
Taking a deep breath, Fang Qiu clapped his hands and looked at the old man who was blown out indifferently.
At this time.
Many people came from all directions. While surrounding Fangqiu, many others ran to the old man and helped him up from the bricks on the floor.
"Ahem..."
With the support of the two, the old man stood up and coughed muffledly, coughing while looking at Fang Qiu on the auction stage.
"Hand over my three treasures."
Fang Qiu said indifferently.
"Call..."
The old man squinted his eyes and opened his mouth and asked: "Why don't you talk?"
"No need."
Fang Qiu sneered and shook his head.
"It's not good for anyone to tear your skin like this?"
The old man said.
Obviously.
After realizing that he was not the opponent of Mysterious Man Wuming, he began to panic. Since Mystic Man Wuming has already achieved this level, then the mysterious man Wuming will never leave without getting the treasure.
However, once the Dibao is handed over, the reputation of the auction house will stinks!