Liver Progress From the Beginning Chapter 47

  Chapter 47 Martial arts battle, Zhong Chao takes the stage!

It is not good to judge people by appearance, but Yuan Ming, the owner of the museum, looks too weak. He is wearing a coat and squatting on a chair like a horse monkey. Let alone regaining his glory, many people even worry that the old man can No stand up.

   And such a situation also made the martial arts school, which was already panicked, even more flustered.

  When Lin Hongfei, the master of the Qingyu Sword Gym, arrived, the panic in the King Kong Martial Arts Gym reached the extreme, and discussions continued from everywhere.

   The owner of the museum, Yuan Ming, didn't care at all about it, and didn't care. He just squatted on the large grand master chair and drank... cracked melon seeds.

   After taking a closer look, Zhong Chao found that the owner, Yuan Ming, was indeed not drinking tea, and what he was holding in his hand were fried sunflower seeds.

  Such a scene also made Zhong Chao feel a little more at ease.

   "There is a high probability that it will be fine. The main reason for the gym is the real decline of Qi and blood. After he took the money and left the martial arts hall, he should have lived in Fucheng for a long time, or went to other places instead of coming back."

   While Zhong Chao was guessing, Lin Hongfei, the owner of Qingyu Sword Gym opposite, saw Yuan Ming's current situation, and his heart was not filled with joy, but a frown.

   "Are you Shenquan Invincible Yuan Mingyuan senior?"

   "Pfft, why, it doesn't look like it?"

Looking at Yuan Ming who was still eating melon seeds when he was talking to him, Lin Hongfei frowned, but seeing the wrinkles on the opposite face and his stooped body, thinking that he was a senior in martial arts, Lin Hongfei didn't have a seizure, but was disappointed road:

   "It is indeed far from what I imagined. It seems that I have to make a trip today for nothing."

  Hearing this, Yuan Ming laughed:

   "You will indeed come back disappointed today, but it is not in vain, poof...I will defeat you with my own hands."

   "Don't be ashamed to say it, master, this person is not worth your hands. This disciple asks you to do it for me."

  The last sentence was said by Chen Er from Qingyu Sword Gym, and Lin Hongfei did not agree with it.

   "This is a senior in martial arts. Although he is old, but whoever is not old, there is still some respect that should be given...Senior Yuan, please enlighten me!"

   Coming onto the stage with fists clasped, Lin Hongfei was ready to quickly end this farce.

  But Yuan Ming on the opposite side laughed as if he hadn't seen enough of the farce.

   "Little guy, what's the rush, don't you understand the rules of martial arts battles?"

  Lin Hongfei naturally understands the rules. Although the martial arts battle is a battle for students, territory, and interests, it is related to the rise and fall of a martial arts school.

  But the martial arts school is Baidao after all, not a gangster, and Baidao Jianghu pays attention to being a man and keeping a front line.

   Therefore, major martial arts gyms can come to challenge, but there are also some default rules.

  If you can't kill them all, you can't seize the land of the gymnasium, you can only **** the source of students and the subsidiary sites.

  At the same time, the martial arts challenge must first start from the disciples and continue to challenge the master.

  The last rule, one is not to want the master of a hall to be challenged from time to time, disturbing the practice.

  Another reason is that the martial arts school is a place where martial arts are taught after all. A person's strength in martial arts is nothing. Only when the disciples, coaches and masters are strong, will they be recognized by wealthy households in the city and let them spend money to send their children to study.

   It's just that it was a normal martial arts battle, but now: "Senior Yuan, if you don't want to fight, just admit defeat, why waste time like this, the battle between disciples has already started a few days ago."

   "Oh, it turned out that I have already fought, what is the result?"

   Asking questions so knowingly made Lin Hongfei a little impatient.

  Chen Er next to him said proudly: "Of course, our Qingyu Sword Gym won the victory... Hehe, I really don't know how your King Kong Gym is so weak, how can you secure the first place in Jujiang City."

   "That's right, when I came here, I thought you were the number one, and I was fully prepared. As a result, you all fell down before we even tried our best."

   "There are rumors in the rivers and lakes of Yunzhou that if you come to Jujiang City, you must come to the King Kong Martial Art Museum. Now it seems that the name is too real."

  After Chen Er, the other people in the Qingyu Sword Gym also showed disdain. In the past, the owner Lin Hongfei would stop him, but this time, he was annoyed by Yuan Ming's delay, so he let his disciples mock him.

  To his surprise, facing such a mockery, Yuan Ming on the opposite side was not angry, but nodded and said: "I see, the disciples of King Kong Martial Arts have already been defeated."

   Having said that, the owner of the gym, Yuan Ming, turned his attention to everyone in the Vajra Martial Arts Gym:

   "You heard me, the little devils in the Qingyu Sword Gym thought they had won, saying that our King Kong Martial Arts Gym is trash, bastard, son of a bitch... What do you think, if you don't make a sound, I will take it as acquiescence."

   This sentence, Yuan Ming said it very calmly, but many people in the King Kong Martial Art Museum had red eyes and were full of anger after being stimulated.

  These people are strong fighters in the martial arts gym. They think they are stronger than those in the Qingyu Sword Gym, but because of the instructions of the teacher and elders, although they were angry in their hearts, they did not jump out after all.

   Instead, some weaker martial arts disciples jumped onto the ring from the side.

   "Master, we are not cowards!"

   "Isn't it just fighting, we are not afraid!"

  A dozen or so people jumped out, Zhong Chao...hesitated for a moment, and jumped up pretending to be sad and angry.

In fact, Zhong Chao didn't feel anything about the words of the gym owner Yuan Ming, and even wanted to laugh... He first came as a handyman, and later he was a training partner. my home.

   Therefore, the owner's words have no effect on him.

   It's just that, even so, he still stood up. As for the reason.

   "Here's an opportunity!"

   "In times of crisis, stand up and be remembered by the owner... As long as he can control the situation as I expected, I can at least be promoted to a silver medal disciple."

   "It's okay to bet wrong, I'm just a small person, I jumped into the ring because of anger. The winner, whether it's the Qingyu Sword Hall or the sixth brother, won't care too much."

"In the past few martial arts battles, some disciples were loyal to the martial arts school. They fought every battle, even if they were injured. Regarding this, the sixth senior brother did not get angry, but sent someone to persuade... I may also be killed because of my loyalty. People buy horse bones with thousands of dollars!"

   After thinking about it for a while, he felt that the danger was not great, so Zhong Chao stepped forward this time.

   It's just that he thought very well, and felt that the law does not blame the public, and he would not attract attention if he jumped into the ring with everyone.

   However, he overlooked one point.

   Those who are angry at the ridicule from the other side and the words of the gym owner Yuan Ming are all disciples who have feelings for the martial arts gym.

  And who would be grateful to Wuguan?

   Stewards, silver medal disciples, gold medal disciples, or disciples of inner sect disciples, in short, all of them enter the martial arts gym, and they will become stewards without any worries about their lives, and they will receive the favor of the martial arts hall.

  They are slightly weaker, and they are only compared with the top martial arts disciples.

   Bronze Medal, who is still struggling to survive, will never be one of them.

   Because of this, Zhong Chao, who jumped onto the ring, looked extremely abrupt.

  At the beginning, no one noticed this, even Zhong Chao.

  As they talked, they realized that something was wrong.

  (end of this chapter)

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