When the disciples of Luoyang Academy returned to Dongyang Mountain, Yan San informed the branch director Wang Hongsheng.

Wang Hongsheng is a fat man with a white face and no beard, and a smile on his face. After hearing Yan San’s reward, he shook his head, "Since it is an ordinary person's business, let ordinary people solve it! We should avoid making a move."

Yan San nodded and retreated, and did not bother Wang Hongsheng anymore. As the best disciple, Yan San still maintained the deepest fear of Wang Hongsheng.

Although Wang Hongsheng looked kind-hearted, no one really dared to treat him as an old and good person.

Yan San did not intend to care about this matter anymore. For awakened people, cultivation is the most important thing.

Apart from strength, there are few things that can distract him.

But Chu Wufeng did not give up this time. He was defeated by monk Jie Yi in public, which made him hold a grudge. Even if Wang Hongsheng had already expressed his attitude, Chu Wufeng could not swallow this breath.

"Since you let ordinary people solve the problem, let ordinary people do it! No one from the Lin family will stay!" Chu Wufeng's eyes shook sharply. After explaining to Uncle Chu, he rose up and returned to the training room with his giant sword on his back.

This incident was originally caused by Chu Wufeng's greed, but now he thinks that Lin Fan has provoked him, so he has no intention of letting Lin Fan go.

In Chu Wufeng's world, there is no reason. Strength is everything. As long as you have strong enough, you can control the fate of the weak. It depends entirely on your own mood!

Even though it was because of his own fault that the Lin family had wiped out the lives of the Lin family, Chu Wufeng did not think there was anything inappropriate.

It’s just a group of ordinary people, just kill them, there’s nothing to consider.

The next morning, gloomy clouds filled the sky, and the sun was covered with glory.

The cold wind blew, and the whole street was a little desolate, only the entrance of the Shaolin Martial Arts Hall was a little angry.

The warriors were bare-armed and drove piles around and threw stone locks. Some were practicing and familiar with fist and foot skills.

The hot breakfast stall was surrounded by customers, and Old Man Zhang used a few pieces of canvas to form a simple small house for everyone to hide the wind and cold.

An old man with white hair and beard was wearing a short jacket, followed by a group of strong men, with serious expressions, and rushed straight to the Shaolin Martial Arts Hall in the morning.

"Isn't that Zhao Banshan?" Among the diners in front of the breakfast stall, a sharp-eyed person recognized this famous warrior who was famous in Songshan City.

This old man has been famous for a long time and is well-known throughout Songshan City.

The big stele-hitting man opened the stele and cracked the stone, and he dominated Songshan City for decades.

"This old man has been silent for a long time, right? Why are you here at Shaolin Martial Arts Hall now?"

"Hehe, judging from their attitude, they must not be here to have tea. There is a good show!" Several old men were not interested in watching the show, and they all raised their energy.

Zhao Banshan was in full force, and the Shaolin Martial Arts Hall naturally received news.

Zhao Banshan is the newly recruited helper under Chu Wufeng. This time he came to Shaolin Martial Arts Hall to kick the hall!

Several disciples who came to meet were instantly beaten to fly backwards, spitting blood on the mouth, and slumping on the ground and wailing.

"Shaolin Martial Arts Hall, are there only a few stinky shrimps and rotten fish?" Zhao Banshan did not take action. He glanced at the surroundings with a sarcastic look on his face.

Seeing the martial arts hall sign hanging on the door, Zhao Banshan was going to smash the sign this time!

Lin Hu flocked to him with a group of disciples, and Lin Fan followed when he heard the wind was wrong.

"Zhao Banshan, you are also a famous figure for a long time. Why don't you think you have lost your identity when you attack a few younger disciples?" Lin Hu stared at the other party and looked at the disciples lying on the ground. Lin Hu suddenly became angry. He knew the purpose of the other party's visit this time.

Zhao Banshan looked at Lin Hu disdainfully, and looked at the other party's empty sleeves. He smiled even more unscrupulously, "A disabled waste, learn what martial arts school they open? I think today is the right day, so it's good to close the door!"

Lin Hu glared at the angrily eyes, and was about to attack, but Lin Fan took a step forward and said casually: "You are an immortal, why are you here to our martial arts hall today? You can't be looking for death, right?"

Zhao Banshan has never been scolded, especially the juniors!

"Little bastard, are you looking for death?"

"Do you dare to make a bet? I lost. You can smash the signature of Shaolin Martial Arts Hall at will. You lost. Give me the martial arts secret book "The Great Opening Monument Hand". Do you dare?" Lin Fan stood in front of Zhao Banshan with disdain and looked at him on the same level.

Everyone around looked at Lin Fan and Zhao Banshan. This bet was not small for both parties. Although Zhao Banshan knew that there must be something strange about it, it was already this time that he could not help but retreat half a step!

Zhao Banshan has been famous for a long time, and no one is optimistic about Lin Fan. Even his biological father Lin Hu was worried at this time and looked at Lin Fan in confusion.

"Okay! Baby, let you die today!"

Zhao Banshan stepped forward, and Lin Fan rushed up at this time. His steps were fast, like a ghost.

"Bang~!" To everyone's surprise, Lin Fan punched Zhao Banshan in the face, causing the old man to bleeding from his nose.

"How is it possible? His speed is so fast!" Zhao Banshan was shocked. He was hit by himself without seeing the opponent's move just now!

Lin Fan followed him forward, jumped up suddenly, and hit Zhao Banshan's abdomen with an elbow!

Zhao Banshan's body was hit hard on the ground, and he couldn't react at all!

At the same level as a great martial artist, Zhao Banshan could not keep up with Lin Fan's actions at all!

"You are looking for death!" Zhao Banshan roared angrily and spurted out an old blood.

He has strong internal strength and his moves vary greatly. His pair of monster-opening hands hit Songshan City, but his speed could not keep up with Lin Fan, which made his strong internal strength nowhere to explode!

This time he came to the restaurant, so of course he made great preparations, but unexpectedly a junior cleaned him up!

Lin Fan refused to give in and took action like a bead cannon. Zhao Banshan's profound skills spread throughout his body, protecting his vitals. But Lin Fan also had strong internal strength, just like a pile driver, without any fatigue.

If you keep it for a long time, you will lose it!

Besides, Zhao Banshan didn’t hold on at all!

Lin Fan had never met someone who could resist such a resistant person. This beating made Lin Fan feel it to the fullest.

Looking at Zhao Banshan again, this human sandbag was lying on the ground, with less intake and more exhaustion, and he was beaten to faint.

The neatly repaired hair and beard were now mixed with blood stains, and it was as messy as a crazy old man.

The people around were stunned, but Lin Fan stepped forward, squatted beside the old man, groped in his arms, and took out a secret book, "The Big Monument Wrestler"!

The disciples next to him were anxious, but no one dared to stop Lin Fan.

Lin Fan smiled and looked at the other party, turned around and returned to his martial arts hall.
Chapter completed!