C49 Offended

Zhang Zitao called out to the old man.

"Kid, is there anything else?"

The old man asked politely.

After all, he was the one who challenged Zhang Zitao in the beginning.

He thought that Zhang Zitao would not completely grasp his strength, but from his point of view, it was not good for him to force anything.

"I want to have another go at you."

Zhang Zitao stepped forward and said.

He was also not sure how powerful the Tai Chi Fist modified by the grey shadow was.

Since the Taiji Fist was first improved to use the old man's Taiji Fist as a template, then with the old man as a reference, the disparity between them would naturally be made clear.

"Forget it."

The old man chuckled, shook his head, then turned around to leave.

"Then I'll have to offend you."

Zhang Zitao cupped his fists, bowed, and then pounced towards the old man.

The old man saw Zhang Zitao's simple move, but didn't pay too much attention to it.

He only thought that Zhang Zitao was pretending and did not use his true strength.

When the two palms met, the old man was immediately shocked.

Because this palm from Zhang Zitao was not as simple as it looked!

Because the old man did not think much of it, he was actually caught unprepared by Zhang Zitao.

"Interesting!"

The old man's interest was piqued by Zhang Zitao's palm strike.

In Primal Chaos, one had to use softness to counter force, but Zhang Zitao's palm strike was a little strange.

It seemed like a normal palm strike, and it was also very easy to resolve.

But in actuality, Zhang Zitao's palm strike had hit its target gently.

On the surface, it seemed as if the old man's attention was focused on resolving the technique itself. However, it was only the beginning. Only after it had been resolved would it be the main event.

The old man was even pushed away by Zhang Zitao's palm.

"Again!"

The old man turned around and fought Zhang Zitao. With his over ten years of training in Tai Chi, he might not even need to fight with the instructors in Hua Dong City's local dojo.

But in front of Zhang Zitao, he felt that his own strength was not enough.

Zhang Zitao was like a sponge with a strong suction power.

The more seriously the old man fought with Zhang Zitao, the more of his strength would be sucked into Zhang Zitao. After Zhang Zitao finished digesting, he would use an even more terrifying move to counterattack.

The old man was also a bit speechless. He felt that even though Zhang Zitao used the same moves that he did, they were basically all about the same. Yet if he used the same moves, he was still unable to defeat Zhang Zitao.

He did not understand what was going on.

As Zhang Zitao fought with the old man, he was also rapidly growing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

If not for the gray figure in his mind, he would probably have forced the old man to use every bit of his trump card.

The old man was very calm at first, but it only took about ten minutes to get to the end.

"I'm not going to fight, I'm not going to fight anymore!" "Brat, you are truly too frightening. My old man cannot defeat you."

The old man panted.

He had never met such a strange opponent before.

The stronger he was, the stronger Zhang Zitao was.

He even released his trump card, but he was still unable to deal with Zhang Zitao.

However, this time, he had fought quite harshly!

"I'll accept it."

Zhang Zitao replied tiredly.

"Young man, I'm a bit curious. You're so weak, but where did you get such a powerful skill? "

The old man asked doubtfully.

He felt that Zhang Zitao's martial arts had been cultivated for at least seven or eight years, and with his strength, he was still unable to see through Zhang Zitao.

However, such a powerful martial art actually had physical strength that was not even on par with it.

What was going on?

Zhang Zitao laughed dryly. In the face of the old man's question, the best way to answer it was to keep his mouth shut.

"What, is it inconvenient to say?"

the old man asked.

Zhang Zitao nodded his head: "I will tell you in the future when I have the chance."

Since Zhang Zitao had said so, it was only an excuse.

If there was a chance in the future, who knew when it would be?

Moreover, it was a different matter whether they would meet again after today or not.

"Sure." "Young man, you are quite interesting. I really look forward to what you will say to me in the future."

The old man laughed.

However, it was obvious from his tone that he did not take this matter too seriously.

He knew that Zhang Zitao was purposely not saying anything. Even if they really met in the future, Zhang Zitao might not say it either.

Just then, a man dressed in a pure black suit walked over to Zhang Zitao and Yue Shuang with quick steps.

The man stopped by the old man's side. "Elder Zhou, it's about time. We should return."

The old man nodded, he then turned his gaze towards Zhang Zitao: "Young lad, are you free to accompany this old man to have breakfast?"

"I'll treat you!"

Zhang Zitao agreed.

From Elder Zhou, he had learnt Taiji Fist, which he had practiced for more than ten years.

Although Elder Zhou didn't know it, he had a good conscience. At the very least, he wanted to treat Elder Zhou to breakfast.

Not to mention how much he could eat for breakfast. Compared to what he had gotten this morning, it was like a heaven and a earth.

"It's better if my old man invited you!"

Elder Zhou insisted.

After repeating it a few times, Zhang Zitao couldn't really say anything.

If he continued like this, Elder Zhou would probably explode.

He followed Elder Zhou and the driver out of Wetland Park.

Along the way, he carefully observed Old Man Zhou and the driver. He noticed that even Old Man Zhou's driver was wearing extraordinary clothes.

The brand of the suit was not good, but from the fabric, it was enough to determine the approximate value of the suit.

According to Zhang Zitao's judgement, the suit the driver was wearing was definitely worth more than a thousand yuan.

The driver's shoes alone cost at least two thousand yuan.

A family that could provide such a uniform for the chauffeur was obviously not an ordinary existence!

However, Elder Zhou was rather low-key in comparison.

Elder Zhou was only wearing a simple set of linen taiji clothes. At most, he was only wearing a set for 300-400 yuan.

"Elder Zhou, Mr. Zhang, please get on the carriage."

The driver opened the door.

"Elder Zhou, is this your car?"

Zhang Zitao asked in shock.

According to his guess, Elder Zhou's car should be a relatively low-key high-end car.

However, he had never expected that the car that came to pick up Elder Zhou was actually a Ford Mustang.

It was commonly known as a carriage.

It was only worth about four hundred thousand yuan, but it looked like a sports car worth millions.

Elder Zhou laughed dryly, "What's the matter, young man?"

"Nothing, I just didn't think that you would use such a car, Elder Zhou."

Zhang Zitao rubbed his nose and said.

"Before I used it, I actually didn't think of it either …"