"Mr. Li has made great progress all his life, and he seeks straightforward skills and the aura of a warrior. I am different. Before I was thirty, I was a hero. Now the times have changed. I just want to pass on the background of my Pang family. Old man, people are old, so I should do less to move my arms and swing my fists." But Pang's father did not respond, but just advised him in a plain tone.

Old Man Li narrowed his eyes, looked at Pang's father's always calm expression, and began to ponder.

Mr. Pang continued, "Old man, I'm just trying to make a sigh of relief, but now I have no such breath."

The lobby was as quiet as a Tan, waiting for Old Man Li's attitude. After a while, he finally spoke: "I have always been facing the enemy in my life, and I have always been going straight forward and head-on. If you don't want to hit me, I won't force it. But I haven't seen the ability of your arms, which is a pity."

After saying that, Old Man Li sat down like that.

Everyone was surprised and felt that the old man Li today was inconsistent with the rumors.

In fact, Old Man Li was not willing, but his father Pang said that he had lost his anger as a warrior. What's the point of fighting with him?

"Mr. Gong, I respect your mind. I have come today. I have given you the face. I am afraid that the dog son and I will not be able to witness this incense hall, so I will say goodbye." Pang's father bowed to Gong Baosen and nodded to Ding Lianshan. Without caring about everyone's expressions, he pulled Pang Guan and turned around and left.

Seeing this, Gong Baosen was in a hurry and wanted to raise his hand to keep him, but suddenly he stopped abruptly, with a complicated expression.

"Oh, by the way, Mr. Gong, you probably sent that invitation wrong." Pang's father, who walked to the door, left this sentence without turning back. Without hesitation, he walked out of the lobby step by step, and was particularly open-minded.

"Wait!" Gong Baosen, who had originally had a complicated expression, suddenly spoke out and his face became calm when he heard this.

When Pang heard this, his father stopped and waited for the rest of his words.

"Mr. Pang, the invitation is not wrong! I was so confused that I wrote the words incorrectly. We have known each other for more than ten years. We have not been able to talk about our friendship. But we have also drunk and worked together to be a confidant. Today, I asked for an invitation to be an identity as a known person, but the invitation was not written clearly enough.

This time I invited you, no matter how far or near you, you will be hard and arrive on time, but I failed to keep you for a good meal and a bowl of good soup. It was because I was not good enough to treat the guests, and I was not mine.”

Pang's father did not answer.

Seeing that Pang’s father did not move, Gong Baosen felt at ease: “Before leaving, I will ask you for a prize as a confidant. I wonder if Mr. Pang can give you a face?”

Pang’s father replied: “Since he is a confidant, why don’t hesitate to do so?”

Gong Baosen laughed when he heard this: "Hahaha, OK! Brother Pang, my daughter is one year old, but she has not yet named her name. Please give her a elegant name."

Hearing this, not only Pang’s father, Pang Guan, was surprised, but also the people around him raised their eyebrows, especially Yin Fu, whose old face had turned from white to blue.

Pang's father pondered for a moment, then looked down at Pang Guan.

Then he turned around and looked straight into Gong Baosen's eyes: "Brother Gong, are you taking this seriously?"

Gong Baosen did not hesitate.

"Brother Pang, a gentleman's words are as good as a horse! What a martial artist says is like a hand that has been exchanged, and everyone is watching every move." Gong Baosen was decisive.

"Don't you feel at a disadvantage?" Pang's father asked.

"I think I've made a profit," Gong Baosen replied.

Pang Guan didn't understand. What are the dumb fans between the two of them?

"I, Pang Youde, have the strength to make a fool of myself, and there is no ink in my heart." Pang's father lowered his head and looked at Pang Guan: "Renzhi, you have been a young man since you were young and have a regular word. You can name the girl from the palace."

Pang Guan was stunned. If someone asked you to name it, why did you recommend it to your son? This is not etiquette.

Pang Guan is only four years old this year. He has never heard of the rules of martial arts people in his previous life, but he also knows that this is not in line with the rules. If someone asks you to name his daughter, he will look down on you. What about you? What's wrong with pushing it to a four-year-old kid?

Gong Baosen looked at Pang Guan at this time. This was the first time he had carefully observed Pang Guan. However, he saw that the four-year-old kid was neither humble nor arrogant, and he remained calm in front of so many martial arts predecessors. He was really an excellent mind and rare in the world.

"Your name is Ren Zhi?" Gong Baosen asked.

"Yes," Pang Guan nodded.

"Since your father said you were young and mature, then you can name it, it is not considered a violation of etiquette. If it is spread in the future, it will be a good story," Gong Baosen said to Pang Guan.

Pang looked at Gong Baosen, then looked at Pang's father. Seeing Pang's father nodding, he knew that he could not escape.

Immediately pretending to be thinking and looked around. There were a few bare plum trees in the yard, and Pang Guan's eyes lit up.

"It's winter approaching, so I guess these plum blossoms are blooming beautifully during heavy snow. The world is decorated with snow and white and red, and women are pretty and pink. I think it's better to name Ruomei?" Pang Guan knew Gong Er's real name, and happened to say it at this time, borrowing flowers to offer Buddha.

"Ruomei...gong Ruomei... red plum in the snow, it's a good name!" Ding Lianshan read it himself several times, and then cheered loudly.

Many of the seniors present looked at each other differently. I didn’t expect that such a little baby could really give a name that was elegant and meaningless. It was amazing!

"Okay! It's good to have a good time! This proves that my Gong Baosen made more money in this decision. Brother Pang, today's heroes witnessed, and our verbal agreement was equivalent to black and white." Gong Baosen said, happy that Pang Guan could give such a name that suits his wishes.

"Since you have made an agreement, you should have no regrets!" Pang's father replied.

This time, the two of them walked out of the Gong family's courtyard gate successfully, and no one stopped them again.

Pang Guan was a little sorry, but unfortunately he didn't see the first year old Xiaogong Er, and he also didn't see Ma San entering the door wall of the palace family. This traditional incense hall was opened and accepted disciples, but he had no place to see it in his previous life. After finally meeting it, it was still the incense hall of the northern palace family.

What a pity, I walked for two days in vain.

"What? Are you thinking about Gong Ruomei?" Pang's father suddenly lowered his head and asked.

"Ah?" Pang Guan was surprised: "Father, how do you know?"

"Haha, don't worry, you will have more time to see you in the future, hahahaha..."

This is the first time that Pang Guan has seen his father laugh so happily. In my memory, he has been in this world for nearly four years, and Pang’s father almost always looks expressionless.

It was not until after growing up that Pang Guan understood why his father smiled so happily this time.

"Father, then Mr. Yin?" Pang Guan said, not knowing whether he should ask.

"He is not qualified to be a sir, a eunuch! He is attracted by the power of the fire, relying on his deep skills and thick walls, he does a lot of things that are harmful to the world. Guan'er, our journey back this time is not smooth."

Pang Guan pursed his lips: "What if my father and the one named Yin were not in agreement?"

"Haha, it's not just a matter of not dealing with it! After more than ten years of fighting, he wants to get rid of me, but I also want to kill him!" Pang's father suddenly extinguished his murderous aura.

Pang Guan's feelings were clear, and his body became cold and his spirit was dull, but it was fleeting.

"Did my father say he will come to rob us?" Pang Guan asked.

"Don't doubt it, this is inevitable. The surname Yin lived in Henan for more than ten years to avoid revenge, while I lived in seclusion in Wuming Town for inheritance. This time he appeared without warning and happened to meet me. This was an opportunity, a good opportunity to kill him. Back then, he was under a high wall, and there were many masters around him, but now his backer is no longer there. If he doesn't kill him at this time, when will he wait?"

Pang Guan hesitated: "But this is also a good opportunity for him to kill you..."

After hearing this, Pang's father laughed out loud: "Hahahaha, Guan'er, you underestimate me as a father. Who do you think is better than me or him?"

Pang Guan pondered for a moment: "If you fight for your life head-on, your father should be able to win, but if the other party has some means, it is probably unpredictable. Moreover, the other party should have help. Mr. Hong was probably assigned by Yin before."

Hearing Pang Guan’s comment, Pang’s father was a little surprised, his son’s vision was so accurate!

"You said it very reasonably, but I do have the faith to win for my father. Guaner, why do you know?"

Pang Guan was puzzled, could his father have any help?

"If I had worked with him fifteen years ago, both sides would have been defeated and died together. Even if his Baguazhang was gentle, he would have to slap me three times at most. But I only need to slap him one!

Now, he is old and is not as flexible as he used to be. The body movements of Baguazhang do not advance but retreat. Although I have been making irons over the years, my palm techniques are getting more and more progressive. What's more, I am in my prime and at my peak. When I meet him at this time, I can be sure that the first ten hands are equally matched, the middle ten hands are in a hurry, and the second ten hands falls to the ground and dies!"

When he said this, Pang's father had firm eyes and full of confidence.

Pang Guan was a little shocked. As I knew in the past, Yin Fu was the chief supervisor of the Great Inner and was once Gong Baotian's master. Gong Baosen here probably had a small difference. It can be said that he was the number one master of the Great Inner back then!

At that time, blood droplets were popular in the inner world. Almost everyone holding blood droplets were first-class players at that time. How many iron-blooded heroes were removed from their heads by this vicious killing weapon, and Yin Fu was the heads of these people!

Now Pang’s father said that he was able to be comparable to the other party back then, but now he has even lost one another. He killed the other party within thirty hands. How confident is this?

"But he will not give his father a chance to go alone. This is not a competition of signing a life-and-death battle, but a revenge in the martial arts world." Pang Guan raised it worriedly.

Pang's father was not worried at all: "Guan'er, do you know where the essence of our iron sand palm is?"

Pang Guan looked confused. Where did he know where to go?

"As early as decades ago, there were three great masters in Chinese martial arts world. Do you know which three great masters are?"

Without waiting for Pang Guan to answer, Pang's father said to himself: "These three wonders refer to the three most powerful people in the world, each of which can be said to be the most pinnacle in a field.

First, the gun is extremely powerful, and the magic gun is Li Shuwen. The so-called "stubborn fist" is unique. The magic gun is Li Shuwen. This man is cruel and his move is fatal. Baji and Xingyi are both escaping the gun. Li Shuwen practices boxing first and then guns. It can be said that his hands are guns, and both fists are also guns.

The Eight Poles are the first and most powerful boxing technique, and Li Shuwen's shooting technique fully interprets its essence.

The second one is Jian Jue, Wudang Sword Immortal Li Jinglin. His sword technique combines the essence of Wudang Dan School and combines the essence of the gossip. He has reached the realm of "no sword, everywhere is full of swords". It can be said that in sword technique, he has no one to defeat him for two hundred years!

As for the last one, he was the most famous and strongest. It can be said that he was the number one in the world at that time! I called him the "Palm Jue" among the Three Essentials. He integrated Tai Chi, Bagua, Xingyi, and the most outstanding boxing skills of the three sects at that time in his life, and created his own school. He fought against enemies in his life and never failed. His kung fu has been superb and he has been invincible in the world! He has many nicknames, such as "The First-hand in the World" and "Tiger Head Shaobao", etc. You should have never heard of his name. His surname is Sun, and his name is Sun Lutang!"

"What does my father mean when he said these?" Pang Guan naturally knew the names of these three people, but what does this have to do with the iron sand palms of his Pang family?

"Guan'er, time is not forgiving people! Now these people are old and even dead, but they can't say it well. There is an old saying that is good. Fists are afraid of young and strong, and sticks are afraid of old wolves. If I face them now, I will definitely win, let alone..."

Pang's father paused for a moment: "What's more, my iron sand palm has been perfected. Even if I fight with the world when I was young, I may not be at a disadvantage!"

Pang Guan was dumbfounded by this. Who is Sun Lutang? The best in the world! His father dared to say that he could be equal to the peak Sun Lutang? Wouldn't that mean that the current "palm" is his father?

Oh! No! Maybe it can be said...

My father is what he is today...
Chapter completed!