601: C601 Kicking House

C601 Kicking House

Qin Feng asked with a faint smile.

"Thanks, I'm fine."

The moment he said those words, the young man immediately knelt to the ground and spat out a mouthful of blood.

Qin Feng shook his head. It's already like this and he's still fine. He's really stubborn.

Just as the noise outside was getting louder and louder, the Martial War Hall member who had attacked just now jumped into the air and stepped on the shattered door board's signboard.

Ka-cha! *

Pieces of wood scattered all over the ground.

He really did come to kick the building. He had to kick the signboard before he entered the school. Qin Feng scratched his head. If he encountered this matter, he couldn't just stand by and watch without doing anything.

If it wasn't for Zhao Qihua's notebook, he wouldn't have such a fortuitous encounter and comprehended the cultivation method that belonged to him.

It could be said that the notebook was his martial dao enlightenment teacher.

This friendship weighed as heavily as Mount Tai, and he had already memorized it in his heart.

Just when he was about to make his move, Zhao Gongrann walked out, followed by a bunch of Zhao Family members, aggressively rushing to the door.

"Lee Tiancheng, you guys are too arrogant. You can even kick a restaurant like this out. Do you really think that there's no one in our Zhao Family?"

Zhao Gongrann's group instantly confronted that group of people. The atmosphere became tense as they became full of tension.

"Isn't it common for people to challenge a dojo? If you have the ability, you can bring people to kick my Martial War Hall!"

Lee Tiancheng was the middle-aged man, Martial War Hall's Hall Master, who was equivalent to the instructor.

He casually waved his hands, appearing extremely arrogant.

Hearing this, Zhao Gongrann's face became gloomy. Martial War Hall was very powerful and not something his Zhao Family Martial Arts School could compare to.

There were rankings in the circle of martial arts. It was divided into the lowest level dojos, dojos, dojos, and dojos.

The Dojo of Limits was the weakest and Lee Tiancheng was also much stronger than the Director of the Zhao family.

Therefore, the opponents were just bullsh * tting. They were insulting the Zhao Family Martial Arts School to the point that Zhao Gongrann had no way to retort.

But after Qin Feng heard this, he was serious. If even Hall Master came out to challenge the dojo, then there shouldn't be many people left on the Martial War Hall right now.

Thinking of this, he jumped along the wall of the backyard, went to the road and called a taxi. He told the driver the address and left the Zhao Family Martial Arts School.

In this moment!

Zhao Gongrann and Lee Tiancheng had already started their battle.

"Er Loong, let's go experience the strength of the Zhao Family Martial Arts School."

Lee Tiancheng smiled coldly as he looked around with disdain.

Hearing the sound, the youth with a kick on the signboard walked out. He was at least 180 cm tall, and his muscles were filled with explosive power. He looked like a humanoid beast.

Their specific strength should be at the early stage of Celestial King Level, just one small realm lower than Zhao Gongrann.

However, Zhao Gongrann was the assistant director. The members behind him were only at the pinnacle of the Zongshi realm.

"Zhao Feng, don't embarrass the dojo!"

He saw a well-proportioned young man walk out and stand in front of Er Loong.

"Please enlighten me!"

Zhao Feng was very polite, but he showed a face full of disdain.

"Stop talking nonsense, teach me a trick or two. I will overturn you in one punch and you won't even need to use the second move."

Er Loong said arrogantly with his head held high.

Er Loong was one of the top experts in the hall.

"You are too arrogant. You must know that cultivation does not represent combat strength!"

Zhao Feng felt that he was being too polite, but the other side was so arrogant that he no longer showed any mercy. He stomped his feet on the ground and shot out. The match began with a long fist, forming a continuous stream of attacks.

The shadow of the fist filled the air, instantly enveloping the opponent. Although Zhao Feng did not know any secret manuals, he had already mastered all the martial arts he had learned.

Even a simple, long fist was filled with vigor when he used it.

As he watched, Er Loong smiled disdainfully. He threw out a punch and directly smashed it towards Zhao Feng's face.

Boom! *

The long fist enveloped and swung left and right. It all landed on Er Loong's body but was ignored by him. Even his body did not move at all.

"I said a punch, a punch!"

Er Loong shouted and his fist speed streaked across the sky like a black shadow. The rolling wind arrived in the blink of an eye, breaking through the defense and hitting Zhao Feng's face.

"Ah!

Zhao Feng screamed.

After taking a few steps back, he actually fell down straight.

It really was only one punch.

Er Loong sneered as he glanced around. He spat and turned around. Lee Tiancheng threw him a happy smile.

"Brother Jack, mighty!"

"Big Bro Jack is so domineering! One punch to destroy Zhao Family!"

"Challenge their vice curator, directly kicking him out!"

Along with the crowd's exclamations, Mrs Zhao was already on the verge of exploding. Zhao Gongrann was even more livid as he looked at the figure lying on the ground and sighed.

If they were less than ten miles away, they could only admit defeat. However, they could not kick the dojo. Otherwise, the dojo would shut down and everyone would come to the Zhao family to practice martial arts.

A loss of reputation coupled with a blow to the reputation would be the same as destroying the dojo.

"You're going too far!"

Zhao Gongrann reprimanded angrily. However, the rage he displayed was extremely laughable in the eyes of the other.

If he wasn't strong enough, would his temper help him?

"Hehe, Zhao Gongrann, if you are not satisfied, I will give you a chance to spar with my martial arts student. I will let you win. If you can win, then we will go back today. The dojo, we will not play anymore."0

Lee Tiancheng mocked him. His tone was full of contempt.

To challenge the assistant director and become a member of the Dojo of Limits was a complete trampling on the dignity of the Zhao family.

Zhao Gongrann had no reason to refuse and lost without a fight. Since the dojo didn't need to be kicked, it was time for it to close.

However, if he lost, not only would he close the door, but his reputation would also suffer a huge blow.

"That's what you said."

Zhao Gongrann took a step forward and went straight for Er Loong.

He was confident that he would be able to deal with him.

"Er Loong, go easy on him. Director Zhao is getting on in years. He has an old arm and an old leg. We have to respect our elders and not let him lose too badly."

Lee Tiancheng smiled and reminded him.

These words were too humiliating, to the point that Zhao Gongrann almost vomited blood in anger.

Er Loong showed a troubled expression when he heard that.

"Hall Master, this is a little difficult. I have never made a decision as to the severity of the injury and even have to show mercy. Why don't you switch people."

With that, Er Loong took a few steps back.

"Bullshit! You're not going to listen to what I say, are you? Do as I say, otherwise I will expel you from the hall."

Lee Tiancheng shouted angrily, but Er Loong didn't care and refused to fight.

However, the acting skills of the two of them were too rough. They were simply using their swords to complement each other, which made Zhao Gongrann unable to endure any longer.

"Don't talk nonsense, I don't even have the right to say that. Come at me and let me see what you can do!"

Zhao Gongrann shouted in anger. He waved his hand and kicked out, pulling him into the battlefield.

Er Loong instinctively took a step back, but he was immediately enveloped by the strong gales and tricky moves.

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