Now, when Xiang Zhulei looked at this bald old man, his eyes were a little distracted, which was a feeling that he didn't dare to look directly at him.

Such an old guy is like a mysterious peerless master who cannot be found in martial arts novels, and can only look up at it.

When the bald old man turned his attention to Li Dick, the powerful Black Fighter King was a little inexplicably worried. He seemed a little unconfident, and he couldn't even understand what was going on. This strong man who has always had strong confidence and control never felt as weak as he was today.

Of course, being shot in the leg was also one reason. This injury was not too serious for him. As long as he was not facing a legendary strong man, it would not affect much. Even if a master was in front of him, he would inevitably be defeated by him. However, the mysterious bald old guy in front of him was obviously not as simple as a master!

Li Dike knew best that Lu Ganshi was a real master with no moisture. Even if he was shot on the shoulder, his injury was lighter than Li Dike and he should be able to generally maintain the master level. But such a master was actually killed by a bald old man's three moves - not three moves but three moves. Together, he actually counted as one move - and he broke his sternum and died.

This powerful attack power that is shattered is unheard of.

After calming down, Li Dick stared at this terrible opponent he only saw in his life and asked: "I don't know what your origin is. He is so powerful. Even though the world is big, no one can match it."

"Stop flattering me, even if you flatter me, I can't forgive you." said the bald old man, "How many masters have you harmed in the black fist world? You can't even count them. If you secretly manipulate the black fist, you will be killed. Just this - you have to die!"

As he said that, the bald old man strode forward and faced Li Dick with an invincible aura in his heart. This aura seemed to be a bombarded tank that wanted to ruthlessly crush the obstacles on the opposite side.

Li Dick had never been scolded so directly, and his face suddenly became cold and he was completely alert. Although he felt that his strength might be slightly inferior to that of this bald old man, it would not be too different, right? He is a legendary King of Fighters, so how could he not have the power to fight?

At this time, Xiang Zhu's tears on the side were a little psychedelic, as if the weather changed at this moment. Two huge auras rushed towards us, making people feel that their legs were weak. Li Dick was like a lonely stone pillar, standing strongly in the place and standing still. The old man was like a vast torrent, vowing to destroy the obstacles in front of him. The momentum of this torrent was like a vast river of Yangtze River and endlessly thriving, and there seemed to be nothing to stop him.

Xiang Zhulei felt that although Li Dick seems calm now, he must have worked very hard in his heart. No matter who it is, even if Yi Jun comes, he will never be relaxed and waited in the face of such a terrifying rush by the bald old man.

This is a great test for Li Dick's state of mind. If he feels guilty at this time, he may even collapse early, so there is no need to fight this battle.

Thinking back to the beginning, he used his powerful pressure to exert some psychological war on Xiang Zhulei, and even forced Zhuzi to commit suicide in desperation. Now, this bald old man was simply treating him with his own way, and he actually squeezed out a legendary confidence to the extreme.

Therefore, the situation is quite unfavorable to Li Dick. The longer he supports it, the greater the psychological impact he will be!

When these two powerful auras are becoming increasingly unbalanced, Li Dick feels that he must take action, otherwise there will be a great defeat and a great break in the aura. Once that situation occurs, it will be a fatal tragedy for the strong to fight the decisive battle.

Therefore, when the distance was already very suitable, Li Dick rushed over with all his strength and punched hard. He didn't expect to hit the old man. When the old man hid over, Li Dick's arm suddenly turned into a elbow and hit the bald old man's chest.

"Hahaha, are you just that little bit of concentration? The ridiculous 'Black King of Fighters'!" The bald old man seemed to be joking, but in fact he made a very rigorous move. At least when the palm was gently patted, even if it was not strong, it was at least thorough. After all, the opponent was a legend, a King of Fighters, and not a soft persimmon.

Perhaps the reason why this old man made fun of the Black Fighter King is that he continues to exert psychological pressure, which further dissipates Li Dick's self-confidence. Isn't Li Dick good at psychological warfare before the war? I will use psychological offensive to completely destroy your fighting spirit!

Li Dick was a little angry and embarrassed. Although he secretly warned himself not to be angry and not to be impetuous, he still couldn't help but feel a little confused. Fortunately, his boxing skills were impeccable, with waves of offensives coming and going, attacking the bald old man frantically.

Especially when he interspersed with the terrible leg skills from time to time, he caught his opponent off guard. In the black fist world, many masters were jealous of his lack of leg skills. Because the combination of his arms was enough to make the opponent unable to resist, and the legs from time to time almost had the effect of sneak attack. Of course, this was not a sneak attack, but just his tactics.

However, his opponent today is an outrageously powerful guy. No matter how he makes a move, he cannot hurt the bald old man. Even his strong iron legs swept across can be pulled away by the bald old man with strange force, as if it was a means of leveraging force to at least resolve his powerful impact. Once, twice, when it was like this, Li Dick's heart was completely uneasy.

But the bald old man seemed to be calm and calm, and sneered while beating: "This is the 'wind-chasing leg' you are proud of? I think it's a scumbag.

Boy, you are not as good as Tang Long back then. Your "wind-chasing leg" is even less than his "big axe"!

You are not as good as Tang Xiaolong, and that child’s basic skills are stronger than you. In time, you will be even worse!

Your skills are inherently deficient and flawed? In fact, your basic skills can be more solid, so you can achieve basic perfection. It’s a pity... Your master didn’t teach you all? If you don’t have basic skills, you forcefully climb to the top of martial arts. It’s easy for you to feel a sense of impatience in your heart."

If Li Dick is not as good as Tang Long or Tang Xiaolong, then this arrogant Black Fighter King may be ignored. In fact, even Li Dick himself said to his subordinates that if he fights Tang Xiaolong, his chances of winning are probably only 40%. So, this is not an accident.

However, the bald old man said the last sentence, which really shocked Li Dick to the point of being so harsh on the outside. Because the bald old man seemed to say it casually, he actually told all the most serious problems in his kung fu!

What a shocking eye, this is so shocking.

Moreover, the old guy spoke calmly and gave advice when fighting. This momentum was so scary. Isn’t this situation exactly the same as when Li Dick chased Xiang Zhuqing? This is a strong psychological pressure!

It is precisely for this that Li Dick's confidence was indeed penetrated - his martial arts were completely uncovered in the eyes of the other party, and even seemed to be worthless. So how high is the other party's cultivation level?

Depression, loss, fear, and finally all kinds of emotions finally condense into a kind of fear!

On this day, Li Dick finally understood the true meaning of an old Chinese saying - there are people outside of people, and there are heavens outside of heaven.
Chapter completed!