Lin Hao was staring at the old Taiji man with hair straight in his heart. He held his chest in both hands involuntarily and watched the old man carefully. "I said, you don't have any special hobbies."

"go! You son of a bitch! " The old Taiji man laughs and scolds, and punches Lin Hao, which is the Taiji move.

Lin Hao smiled and held out his hand. He learned the old man's way of blocking the old man as fast as he could. By the way, the speed of the move suddenly increased, and a fist hit the old man's chest.

the old man was shocked. He stepped back...