"OK."

Chen Mu moved, but he didn't see how he was acting. He had already jumped up from his seat and landed lightly in the middle of the hall. He looked at the old man named He and said, "However, you are not qualified to see the Eighteen Palms of the Dragon Subduing Eighteen Palms. Let you see my sword technique."

As he said that, he stretched out his hand.

Qingzhu immediately threw the long sword in his hand over.

Chen Mu took the sword and made a gesture to the old man named He.

Bang!

The old man surnamed He has a hot temper and cannot bear the provocation of a young man. He slapped the table and stood up, shouting angrily, "Get my golden knife."

Just as the two were at a strife, a sound rang out in the hall, "Let's go."

The one who spoke was the manager Cao, who had been smiling at the Lu family. He only heard him say, "Today is Mid-Autumn Festival, don't use swords and swords. If you see blood, it will be unlucky. Let Master Chen show his skills and let everyone see it. How about it?"

The old man surnamed He said, "Since Mr. Cao has spoken, you are lucky." After that, he sat down angrily.

Chen Mu could hear that this General Manager Cao did not provoke again out of kindness and said, "Then, I will be ugly." After that, he silently moved the Nine Yang Divine Power on the soles of his feet. After a few seconds, he bowed and returned to his seat.

Everyone here is a little confused and said they can show off their skills. Is this the end?

Suddenly, someone exclaimed in surprise, "Look at the ground where he was standing just now."

When everyone looked carefully, the few people sitting in the seat, including Li Junhong, Gao Liehu and others, all made a surprise sound.

I saw two footprints that were sunken in on the ground, nearly an inch deep. However, the color of the floor tiles was light, and if you didn't look carefully, you wouldn't be able to tell.

Most of the people who can sit here are warriors of the third level, and they are well-informed. At this time, they all looked shocked and were shocked by Chen Mu's hand.

With their strength, it is not difficult to break the floor tiles with bare hands. However, it takes special skills to make two punch marks without shattering the bricks.

What's more, Chen Mu was standing there just now and didn't see him doing anything. Silently, he left two footprints, which no one discovered at the beginning. Such a method was really incredible.

If he was a strong man in the fourth realm, he would naturally be able to do it. However, Chen Mu clearly did not reach the fourth realm. They still had this little vision.

"How is that possible?"

The old man surnamed He was a little unbelievable, so he walked over and reached out to touch it, and saw that the footprint on the ground was indeed real, not a trick. He had to believe it and returned to his seat without saying a word.

Butler Cao exclaimed, "The master Chen's superb skills are really eye-opening. I see that you didn't show any signs of excitement just now, how did you do it?"

Before Chen Mu could speak, Su Jianming, who was beside him, suddenly said loudly, "I understand, this is internal strength, right? Only internal strength can be achieved. It turns out that the theory of internal strength is not Du Zhuan in the novel."

He just heard Chen Mu say the Eighteen Palms of the Dragon Subduing Eighteen Palms, and he felt a little strange. When he saw Chen Mu showing this move, he immediately thought of the internal skills described in the Legend of the Condor Heroes.

Manager Cao asked curiously, "Mr. Su, what is this internal strength? Why haven't I heard of it before?"

Others also looked at Su Jianming, wanting to know what this internal skill is.

"Internal strength is a kind of..."

Su Jianming suddenly realized that it was not easy to describe and said, "You go and buy the Jinhai Times and read the novel called The Legend of the Condor Heroes serialized above. Otherwise, ask Brother Chen."

Saying this means not saying it.

Manager Cao turned to look at Chen Mu, "I wonder if the owner of Manor Chen can solve my doubts?"

Chen Mu praised Su Jianming in his heart. This was a wave of advertisements for his novel. He did not hide it and said, "This internal skill is the saying I used to distinguish the external skill. All the current martial artists practiced external skill, and they practiced physical, muscles, strength and speed."

"The technique I created is to practice the inner breath and true qi, and the strength comes from the inside, so I call it internal strength."

With a flash of words, the entire hall becomes a slightest.

The people here looked at him, and their eyes contained various different meanings.

"Arrogant!"

The first person to react was the old man named He. He said coldly, "You dare to be so arrogant, you are not afraid of the wind flashing your tongue. Just you, you dare to say that you have created a brand new martial arts system?"

Chen Mu actually ranked his own internal skills with the skills he practiced by the current warriors. His tone was so big that he was simply crazy. It was no wonder that those present had such a reaction.

All the experts present were from the sect. It was impossible for them to recognize a young man who was less than four realms and to create a new martial arts system.

Chen Mu didn't argue with him, and he would have a distinction between right and wrong in the future.

Manager Cao coughed dryly and said, "What Master Chen means is that you created this internal skill by yourself?"

"good."

Chen Mu was very calm. No one in this world can have internal skills except him. Rounding it and saying that it was created by him, there is no problem at all.

Manager Zhu, who had not spoken, suddenly spoke, "It sounds a bit like the way of an ancient Qi Refiner who has long been lost."

Li Junhong said, "It's still Mr. Zhu who is knowledgeable and knowledgeable. This is a bit like this. However, it is rumored that the ancient Qi Refiners pursued the state of immortality of the Qi-eating gods. In addition to being healthy and long-lived, they did not practice other ways, so they gradually lost it."

After listening to the two of them, Chen Mu realized that there was such a school in ancient times. Unfortunately, it was lost. Otherwise, the world would probably have developed martial arts such as internal energy.

In that case, he would just write the Tianlong Bazi, learn the Beiming Divine Art, and just suck everywhere.

Unfortunately, there is no. In a world without internal strength, the Beiming Divine Art has no place to use its skills.

The people in the hall were discussing what Chen Mu said about internal skills. Suddenly, a person came in outside and walked to Li Junhong, the leader of the Cao Gang, and whispered a few words. A gleam appeared in Li Junhong's eyes and waved his hand to let the subordinate retreat.

Everyone had already stopped talking and looked at Li Junhong. On such an occasion, if something big hadn't happened, there wouldn't be anyone in the Cao Gang who dared to disturb him.

Li Junhong faced everyone's eyes and said, "A group of swordsmen claiming to be from the eastern island country, saying that they want to visit us. I don't know what everyone has to say."

As soon as these words were said, everyone knew that the other party was not good, otherwise they would not have specially chosen to visit this point in time.

The old man surnamed He said, "Then they will be short. If they don't see each other, they will think we are afraid of them."

Everyone else agreed.
Chapter completed!