"Interesting." Sun Wuben glanced at all the apprentices except mark. "Aren''t you afraid that this is really a cover up?"

    The tile splitting boy immediately laughed, and the other boys also laughed.

    "Is it a cover up? We still have this insight. The tiles are really split. The cover up can only be covered for a while, not all the time. Now the tiles are split there, and senior brother Mark is really defeated by you. We have seen it with our own eyes. Is there such a clever cover up in the world?"

    "Younger martial brother Yong..." Mark looked coldly at the tile splitting boy and glanced at the apprentices. "Do you mean I''m an idiot?"

    Younger martial brother Yong shrunk his head.

    "Elder martial brother Mark, don''t fool us. If you can use the actual combat cover up, it''s not a trick, but a martial skill, a move and a martial art." ska sneered.

    "We have all seen that Mr. Sun Wuben doesn''t have any devices at all, and he can''t hide any clever things. Even if he can play tricks in front of us, we can''t see it. The important thing is that he can catch every punch of senior brother Mark. This is a trick? Those who play tricks have such fast hand speed?" younger martial brother Yu also said with a smile.

    "Ignorance and high-tech means can you see?" mark sneered. "Don''t forget that he is a top student in the capital of North China."

    "Younger martial brother Mark, high technology is very powerful. We really don''t read much, but don''t forget the God group."

    "God group?"

    As soon as sun Wuben''s eyes lit up, he naturally heard the name of the divine group, but he didn''t pay much attention. After all, sun Wuben was too busy to break one second for two seconds whether he was in school or dropped out of school.

    "You all know that the divine group is a superb martial arts master." younger martial brother Yong sneered, "if there is a trick like Mr. Sun Wuben, no one in the world can know, and the members of the divine group can''t practice so hard."

    "As one of the strongest military units of the United Nations in charge of the whole world, Shenzu has the world''s top scientific and technological talents and resources. They don''t have Mr. Sun Wuben''s tricks. They practice practical martial arts. Hum, senior brother Mark, we don''t study much, but we haven''t been sold and counted money."

    As soon as younger martial brother Yong said this, all the apprentices around looked at mark strangely.

    Mark''s face was so ugly that he laughed.

    "Joke, joke, ha ha, you can see through it. It''s a joke! Ha ha!" mark laughed.

    "This mark is really as thick skinned as Satan in the dragon ball. He can stop bullets, huh?" Sun Wuben suddenly looked out.

    "Wuben, what''s the matter?"

    "A guest is coming."

    ……

    In the alley leading to the No. 18 martial arts Dojo, a little girl about 12 years old walked out of a house with a cold face.

    "As soon as I pulled myself out of the escaped fish after the destruction of the red satin army, I was yelled by my eldest sister to come here. It really doesn''t make people idle for a moment."

    "It''s strange that the strongest player in the 18th martial arts dojo is the Master Sun wusheng, followed by his disciple mark. Moreover, no other expert has visited the 18th martial arts Dojo recently. According to the elder sister, the expert who stopped the TK Party''s mile from leaving the car with a coin disappeared nearby. Who would this person be?"

    "I can do it when a coin hits the car body, but it''s not easy to get stuck in the key position. I hope such an expert is not an old man in his 70s and 80s. It''s good if he''s a handsome man. Lu''er hasn''t made an appointment with anyone yet."

    The little girl was obsessed with flowers for a while, and then she remembered her business.

    "I''d better go to the No. 18 fighting skill Taoist ground to find out the news. After all, they are also members of the martial arts. Maybe they can give some clues."

    The little girl muttered and came to the No. 18 fighting skill Dojo, then turned her lips: "this dojo is really shabby. There should be no experts. Headache..." then she went to the newly painted red paint gate and kicked it with her feet.

    "Awning!"

    The gate opened fiercely. There was a large row of people standing inside, staring at the little girl who kicked open the gate.

    Quiet!

    It was quiet all around.

    The little girl looked at the line of people behind the door with wide eyes. She couldn''t respond. She was stunned for three seconds before both sides had a response.

    "Why are you standing in line behind the door?"

    "Why did you kick the door?"

    The inquiry sounded at the same time, and then both stopped.

    All the apprentices in the No. 18 fighting skill Dojo looked at Sun Wuben.

    "Wuben, your ear can''t be a cat''s ear. You''re right. We''ve come to the guest." the monkey king smiled. When a strange guest comes, he either kicks or learns from a teacher. No matter what the purpose is, he doesn''t worry if sun Wuben is here. The monkey King''s eyes just looked at the little girl.

    This is a very beautiful little girl. Her black hair floats slightly in the wind. Her white and delicate face has delicate facial features. Her clear eyes look at you as if you were a Hong clear water.

    Just looking at the appearance, no one can imagine that such a little girl just kicked the wooden door open with such a violent kick.

    "Who''s your little sister? Do you want to practice in our ashram?" mark rushed out first, raised his hand at the little girl and pointed his thumb at his nose, "My name is mark. I''m the chief disciple of this Taoist temple. Although our Taoist temple house is not very good, my kung fu is real. Especially my big brother, I have fought all over Satan city. There are no rivals in the other 17 Taoist temples. Oh, I forgot to tell you that there are only 18 Taoist temples in Satan city."

    Sun Wuben was speechless. What was Mark''s look? Did he knock at the door when he studied martial arts.

    The little girl glanced at the people one by one. It seemed to light up when she fell on Sun Wu himself, then moved away in a panic, and finally fell on mark.

    "So, you are very tall?" the little girl smiled shyly and blinked her pure eyes, "Lu''er admires the fighting masters with strong skills most, but she has been fooled too much. Every time she sees people who boast and show off. The more they boast that they are strong, the more rubbish they are. On the contrary, there are some people who don''t boast much and have real skills. I don''t know if you are such a person?"

    Mark smiled and laughed.

    "Your name is lu''er. It''s a good name. Lu''er, I must not be like that. If you don''t believe it, ask me. Which Dojo doesn''t know when I mention mark? To tell you the truth, all those who come to our Dojo to play are beaten away by mark."

    "Really? You don''t look very powerful." lu''er shook her head and obviously didn''t believe it.

    Mark is in a hurry.

    "Lu''er, how can you believe it?" he took off his coat and pointed to his developed chest muscles. "You know I''m strong from my appearance."

    "The muscles are really strong, but I don''t know if they are fake. I''ve seen too many fake muscles grown from eating lean." lu''er looked at Mark''s exposed chest muscles and even poked his finger.

    Puff!

    There was laughter all around, and Mark''s smile was a little stiff. Clenbuterol was the feed for pigs.

    "Grandpa, mark is going to have bad luck!" Sun Wuben whispered.

    "HMM." the monkey king answered, but his eyes fell on the jade finger stretched out by lu''er. He saw that the tender little white finger gently poked Mark''s chest muscle. Mark''s face changed with a brush. He stepped back three steps, and his face was blue and white.

    "Eh, it doesn''t seem too hard. This muscle won''t really grow out of eating clenbuterol?" lu''er took back her fingers and tilted her head to think, as if she didn''t deliberately make that scene just now.

    Mark''s face soon returned to normal. He looked at lu''er and his chest. He whispered, "strange, did I not stand firm just now? I must not have mastered the balance. That''s it." then he took another three steps and stood in front of lu''er.

    "Lu''er, I know you won''t believe it until you show some hands. Why don''t I show you?"

    "Split tile?"

    Dew''s eyes seemed to brighten.

    "Can this really prove that you are good? I don''t want to be fooled again."

    "No, I can split ten tiles at once. I know you won''t believe it. Younger martial brother Yong, go and move eleven tiles. Today, elder martial brother will flush eleven tiles!" mark ordered. "OK." Younger martial brother Yong rushed to the back. In fact, many apprentices saw that lu''er was not good, but they didn''t care. Anyway, there is a monkey who can easily play with mark today. What''s terrible?

    Although sun Wuben is not from No. 18 ashram, he is also the grandson of the owner. He is a disciple of sun Wuliu. He can''t participate in the fighting competition on behalf of No. 18 ashram. He can deal with the challenge.

    There was an imperceptible smile on the corner of lu''er''s mouth, which flashed away.

    "Wow, it''s amazing to split ten pieces at a time." lu''er showed a happy expression and then frowned, "this tile is good or bad. You shouldn''t be the kind of tile that children can split?"

    "How could it?" mark even wanted to blow.

    Lu''er had interrupted him: "why don''t we make a bet."

    "What are you betting on?" mark was confident.

    "If you are really powerful, I will worship and practice in your Taoist school. If your ten tiles are easily broken when touched, and even a little girl like me can easily split them, you have to help me find a martial arts expert better than you, okay?"

    "Find a martial arts master?"

    Sun wusheng and sun Wuben looked at each other.

    "Isn''t this girl here to kick?" they wondered, but they didn''t speak, and let mark go fooling around.

    "Help you find someone better than me, this... I''m already the strongest in the world, but there should be one or two stronger than me, which is not impossible." Mark said ha ha, but his eyes turned. "Lu''er, although I''m not afraid of losing, I''m not so stupid. If you have practiced, you can still split a tile."

    "Don''t you understand? I mean, your ten tiles are broken when touched. Even I can split them, not one." lu''er looked contemptuous of mark.

    Mark''s rare old face is red, and then one haha: "joke, joke, OK, this gamble brother brother took it."

    "Senior brother Mark, tile moved here." junior brother Yong put eleven tiles in front of mark at the door. Mark stepped back, pointed to the eleven tiles stacked in front of him and said, "lu''er, do you see that this kind of tile is not those inferior tiles. It''s very hard. Let alone children, even adults. They can''t split a piece without practicing."

    "Oh, really?"

    Lu''er took a step with a smile: "I''ll try!"

    She stretched out her small snow-white arm and pointed it into a knife. Instead of holding her head high like Mark''s usual tile splitting, she lazily lifted it to half and gently waved it down.

    "Awning!"

    In the sound, I saw that the snow-white palm was like a sharp steel knife, directly down everything. The whole eleven tiles were cut like puffed biscuits.