Apex War God Chapter 325: Well done!

"Dodged?"

Zhu Zhengchun looked surprised, "This guy is incredible, he avoided Lao Lu's palm!"

Li Huairen stroked his beard and said with emotion: "This young man is really talented, and in time, he will definitely become a top player of the generation!"

Lu Yuan's disciples were full of envy, jealousy and hatred!

After all, it would be very difficult for any of them to escape from Protector Lu's palm!

I didn't expect this little-known guy to be able to dodge Lu Hufa's palm?

Where did this kid come from?

As young disciples of Wu Xie's generation, they naturally cannot see anyone better than them.

However, the one who was most shocked was Lu Yuan.

Although he only used three successes, he was only a few meters away from this kid. How did he avoid his palm?

Is it luck?

Lu Yuan's expression became serious, "Xiao Fang, it was just a test just now, now I'm going to get serious!"

Fang Xun wiped the sweat from his forehead and said nervously, "I also ask Hufa Lu to show mercy!"

"Don't worry, I'll show mercy!"

The voice didn't fall.

Whoosh!

Lu Yuan's figure flashed, and he swept towards Fang Xun again!

This time, Lu Yuan is really serious, the speed is several times faster than before!

In an instant, Lu Yuan was already close to Fang Xun!

He instantly mobilized the four successes, a light blue halo condensed on his palm, and slapped Fang Xun with another palm!

A palm out, like a gust of wind and rain, whizzing past, the strength and speed have increased several times again!

When everyone saw this, their hearts were tight!

"Hufa Lu, must not hurt this junior!"

Elder Liu Nanru reminded loudly.

"Yes, Lao Lu, take it easy!"

The protector Zhu Zhengchun also shouted.

However, just as Lu Yuan slapped it, Fang Xun stumbled under his feet. It seemed difficult, but he avoided the slap once again!

"This...how is this possible?!"

"Avoided again?! Awesome!"

"Deputy head Guo, you have received a good seedling!"

"It's really gratifying to congratulate you, Deputy Head Guo, in the future, this kid will definitely inherit your mantle!"

Several guardians and directors started talking, and some were still congratulating Guo Mengchuan.

Guo Mengchuan just smiled awkwardly, thinking to himself, if this young man is really his own disciple, but he is his master, okay?

At the moment when everyone was talking about it, Lu Yuan had hit seven or eight palms in a row, and one palm was more fierce than the other!

However, what shocked everyone was that although Fang Xun looked very embarrassed, running and hiding, he could just avoid Lu Yuan's chasing palm every time!

Lu Yuan became more and more impatient, feeling very shameless.

I can't even touch the clothes of a younger generation when I protect the Dharma. Isn't this a joke?

Furthermore, Lu Yuan became more and more puzzled. Why was this kid so quick to react that he could just dodge his own attacks every time?

At this time, Fang Xun also knew that it was time to stop. If he continued to hide, Lu Yuan and others would doubt himself even more.

So, when Lu Yuan slapped again, Fang Xun pretended to continue to hide, but his feet didn't move, so he used his body to carry it hard!

Boom!

A muffled sound!

Fang Xun flew upside down a few meters away, and then fell to the ground with a "thump".

Although Lu Yuan's palm is indeed very powerful, Fang Xun's body is even more arrogant, and he is not injured at all.

However, Fang Xun still pretended to be in pain and rubbed his chest, panted heavily, and waved his hand: "Lu Hufa, you really are the best in the world, I'm definitely not your opponent!"

Seeing that Fang Xun was really in pain, Lu Yuan suddenly felt much less suspicion.

He put his hands on his back and said proudly: "Young man, although you are talented, you still have to continue to practice diligently.

Do you remember the tricks I pointed out today? "

Fang Xun got up and bowed his hands respectfully, "Junior remembered!"

"Well, Ruzi can be taught!"

Lu Yuan nodded with satisfaction, then turned around and continued to walk forward.

The male and female disciples following Lu Yuan looked at Fang Xun with a playful expression, then followed with their heads held high.

"Young man, your talent and potential are good, don't be discouraged, practice hard, and you will definitely surpass Lu Hufa in the future!"

Zhu Zhengchun said with a smile, then turned and left.

At this time, Qin Hongye came over and whispered, "You're doing a good job, you can go get the Oscar statuette."

Fang Xun smiled helplessly, "You can crush him with one hand, but you have to pretend that you can't beat him. Is it painful?"

Qin Hongye covered her mouth and smiled, "It's okay, it's okay, just bear with it, don't forget today's business."

"However, fortunately, after this happened just now, no one doubts us anymore."

Fang Xun raised the corner of his mouth, "Let's go, we'll wait for Hong Wusheng to come."

Afterwards, Fang Xun and Qin Hongye quickly followed.

After a while, everyone came to the door of a quaint building.

A huge plaque hangs above it with the three vigorous and powerful characters "Council Hall" engraved on it.

Walking into the conference hall, I saw that it was spacious and bright. There was an offering platform at the front. There was a golden statue of Guan Gong on it. Sandalwood was burning, and there was little blue smoke.

In addition to the seat at the front, there are ten seats made of sandalwood on both sides.

After entering the chamber, everyone took their seats.

Fang Xun and Qin Hongye stood behind Guo Mengchuan.

Soon, some disciples brought tea.

Because Hong Wusheng hasn't arrived yet, the meeting can't start, and everyone is drinking tea and chatting.

Fang Xun sneered, "This Hong Wusheng is really big, and he hasn't come yet."

Guo Mengchuan took a sip of tea and said in a low voice, "In every meeting in the past, Hong Wusheng was the last one to arrive, so it can make him look more stylish."

"Then what is the content of each meeting?" Fang Xun asked.

Guo Mengchuan replied: "In fact, the content of each meeting is similar. It is nothing more than about the future planning and development of the Western Guangdong Wushu Association, the economic benefits of the invested industries, and the practice status of their respective disciples, etc..."

"So it is."

Fang Xun nodded suddenly.

If an association wants to continue for a long time, it is natural to have financial support.

Of course, the martial arts association is different from other associations, so martial arts training is also the most important thing for the martial arts association.

After waiting for about ten minutes, a rough laughter came in.

"Hahaha! You guys are so early!

Hong Mou has been delayed for a while, and I hope you can bear with me! "

Hearing the sound, everyone turned to look.

I saw a group of people strode in.

Walking at the front is a middle-aged man with a medium build, neatly combed back, with a mustache, red face, sharp eyes, and two walnuts in his hands.

He is the current president of the Western Guangdong Wushu Association, Hong Wusheng.

However, Fang Xun just glanced at Hong Wusheng and couldn't help sneering in his heart.

Although this guy seems to be in good spirits, his feet are a little floating, and his body is obviously hollowed out by the color of wine.