Seeing Li Zhengyang and Xu Zhi leave, Xue Zhanli felt even more clear-headed. He hurriedly winked at Meng Guangqi and said, "Meng Guangqi, Master Zhengyang does not have the same knowledge as Xu Zhi, why don't you go and take Xu Zhi away quickly?"

"Yes, I understand!" Meng Guangqi nodded, used the etiquette of the Wu Jue at Li Zhengyang, and hurried out.?

Xu Zhi did not get into the police car, but walked as a car along the edge of the lake toward the door of the villa. Hearing Meng Guangqi chasing him, Xu Zhi waited for a while, Meng Guangqi's face was very unnatural and he whispered: "Xu Zhi, I..."

"Haha, Mr. Meng, you don't have to say much..." Xu Zhi smiled and waved his hand, "This has nothing to do with you, you are still my mentor!"

"Oh..." Meng Guangqi sighed, and he wanted to say something but couldn't start. It was a good thing, but it turned into a conflict when Li Zhengyang's eyes were above the top. Meng Guangqi didn't want to say anything about Li Zhengyang. After all, he was the uncle of the inner sect, and he was not a common person. He didn't want to explain the matter of the Dragon Cutting Gold Needle. After all, Xu Zhi already knew that it would be unnecessary to talk about it. After a while, Xu Zhi couldn't bear it and began to ask some things about traditional Chinese medicine, especially those for ear diseases. After Meng Guangqi knew everything and said everything, the atmosphere slowly recovered.

When we arrived outside the villa, Xu Zhi didn't have to speak. The guard had already called a taxi on the walkie-talkie. The taxi driver was very enthusiastic, as if he knew that those who came out of the villa were not ordinary people, and then the taxi went towards the direction of the School of Traditional Chinese Medicine.

Seeing Meng Guangqi leaving, Xue Zhanli whispered to Li Zhengyang: "Uncle Master, why do you have the same knowledge as Xu Zhi? Your goal is to ask about the whereabouts of the Dragon-cutting Golden Needle, and not to capture Xu Zhi back to Wudang!"

"This kid doesn't want to eat a toast!" Li Zhengyang said angrily, "I asked him so humbly, but he dared not to answer."

"Shan, you're so humble!" Xue Zhanli almost blurted out, but he still endured it and replied, "Xu Zhi is an ordinary person. He doesn't understand the rules, and he doesn't know how noble you are. Of course, you will offend you. You don't have to mind! He is Meng Guangqi's student. Now the window paper has been broken, so let Meng Guangqi ask him! I remember Meng Guangqi once said that Xu Zhi had seen that golden needle. But today Xu Zhi only said that he had read medical books, and the medical books were still in the special police compound. This is obviously a lie!"

Li Zhengyang's face rarely felt bitter and said, "I don't know whether he is panicking, but I know... he is definitely not an ordinary person!"

"Indeed!" Xue Zhanli echoed Li Zhengyang, "A person who can resist Uncle Master's move cannot be said to be an ordinary person."

"You are wrong!" Li Zhengyang shook his head and said, "Xu Zhi did not block my move, but broke me two moves! I even lost in both moves!"

"Ah??" This sentence fell into Xue Zhanli's ears, and he shouted in dismay, "How is it possible? I... I remember that uncle is already a three-star Huashi, how could he be defeated in his hands?"

"I have advanced to the four-star Chinese hero this year!" Li Zhengyang said lightly, "Otherwise, how could the head of the sect let me go down the mountain?"

"Four...Four-star Chinese?" Xue Zhanli was dumbfounded, "Then...then Xu Zhi isn't..."

"At least four-star Chinese talent!" Li Zhengyang asserted, "Maybe it is a five-star Chinese talent!"

"But..." Xue Zhanli hesitated for a moment and said, "Uncle Master, I think Xu Zhi fights you all over his body and feel that his strength is incomparable to you!"

"Yes!" Li Zhengyang nodded, "His skill in fist and foot, and his cultivation of Chinese techniques...maybe even not even comparable to you, but he has secret techniques, and this secret technique alone can already make him among the stars and heroes."

"Oh, uncle..." Xue Zhanli seemed to have thought of something and hurriedly said, "I seem to have seen Xu Zhi use the muscle-shaving hand."

"Yes, there is one move!" Li Zhengyang looked up at the outside of the villa. The sunset in the sky had fallen, and said, "He used this move in a normal manner. If nothing unexpected happens, he must be the descendant of a lay disciple. This lay disciple did not dare to teach him the Chinese art without permission from the sect. Xu Zhi might have practiced himself after the death of this lay disciple. In this way, the dragon golden needle can be explained on him."

Xue Zhanli couldn't help but complain in her heart. If Li Zhengyang had known Xu Zhi so much, why would he have to test it? Now that he has an unhappy situation, Xu Zhi's strength is something that Li Zhengyang fears. What should I do if I say I can find Meng Guangqi. If Meng Guangqi can ask, why wait for Li Zhengyang to come?

"You go back first. I want to be quiet..." Li Zhengyang closed his eyes and said to Xue Zhanli faintly.

"Yes, uncle!" Xue Zhanli replied hurriedly, "Disciple brings people back first. If you have any instructions, you can call me."

"Well, I know!" Li Zhengyang replied, closing his eyes.

Xue Zhanli didn't dare to stay for too long, so he came out lightly and got into the car. Two Audi cars were about to drive away when Li Zhengyang's voice came again: "Leave one for me!"

Looking at the Audi car outside the window and parked at the door, Li Zhengyang raised his hands, but saw a rune-like bruise on the back of his right hand, and there were traces of blood patterns scattered to the edge of the back of his hand. Looking at the palm of his left hand, there was a dark copper coin-sized area, and the darkness was also covered with thick blood patterns.

"This... what secret technique is this! It's so powerful..." Li Zhengyang was a little out of his composure and whispered to himself, "Even my Wudang's defensive talisman can easily shatter? And, what is Xu Zhi's backhand? He has already felt grateful. Could this backhand be a secret technique for expelling objects? How could my lay disciple in Wudang have the secret technique for expelling objects?"

Thinking of this, a strong bitterness appeared on Li Zhengyang's face. Then he sat cross-legged, pinched a posture similar to the magic formula with his hands, closed his eyes and breathed, but he saw that the rhythm of his breathing was different from that of Xu Zhi. However, as he breathed, a trace of white air gradually appeared around Li Zhengyang's body, and the white air wrapped around Li Zhengyang's body. Especially on his hands where he made the gesture, the white air was even more intense, entangled with the blood patterns, bruises and darkness...

Xu Zhi's injuries on both hands were not as mild as Li Zhengyang, but he did not seek a land to heal the wound, not only because he didn't know how to heal the wound, but also because he had no time. After sending Meng Guangqi, he hurriedly urged the taxi driver to rush back to the Economic and Trade Academy. Unfortunately, the taxi was not a police car, and the taxi driver was not Fang Liang, so when Xu Zhi rushed to Yonghui Cinema, it was already half past six.
Chapter completed!