When Wang Lang saw this, he carried the plaque without saying a word and went in.

There was actually a guard at the door. He wanted to show a door card. Wang Lang swayed in and went in.

After entering, I saw nearly a hundred people forming a circle. In the middle, a middle-aged man in his fifties wearing a moon-white Tang suit was acting in the middle.

The middle-aged man grabbed a fat man from afar and raised him back casually. The fat man staggered into the middle-aged man's hands with small steps.

Just halfway through, the middle-aged man shouted softly and pushed forward with his horse stance. The fat man rolled and crawled aside.

The middle-aged man raised his hand and calmed down. He yelled and grabbed several people from the air. Several people seemed to be pulled by an invisible force and swung left and right. Finally, the middle-aged man shouted softly, pushed forward with his hands, and several people rolled and flipped away.

"good!"

I don’t know who yelled, but the rest of them clapped and applauded.

The middle-aged man's energy sinks into his dantian and exhales a breath.

“Have you learned it all?”

Everyone shook their heads and said they would not.

The middle-aged man smiled satisfied, "It's not that easy to learn. I have practiced hard for 30 years to achieve such results. How can you learn it with a glance? Let's see this here first. Everyone learns hard with their masters. Sooner or later, they will reach my level, follow my will and take things from a distance."

"Take a chick!" A sound suddenly came, and there was still a little harshness, and there was a lot of anger in the sound.

Everyone looked in the sound and saw a young man wearing a shirtless suit, holding a cigarette in his mouth, holding a book on a young man, his face full of arrogance, and his bones were filled with arrogance. He felt that he would be fucked by anyone who was unhappy.

Immediately, some disciples were upset and pointed at Wang Lang's nose and cursed, and the middle-aged man pressed his irritable disciple.

"What does your teacher tell you on weekdays? To learn Tai Chi, you must first learn to be calm. When will you integrate the mental methods taught to you by your teacher?" The middle-aged man said slowly without rushing.

The disciple lowered his head, "I realized that my disciple was wrong."

Wang Lang was stunned for a moment when he saw it.

"What's wrong with this friend?" Hu You asked slowly.

Wang Lang held the plaque and said, "Didn't you see it? Or did I not show it clearly enough? I'm here to smash the situation."

Hu You laughed, "This friend is really good at joking. Our magic martial arts school has never provoked anyone, so why did you come to smash our place?"

"You are going to the Kshin Fengwu Pavilion to poach, right?"

"So it's this. As the saying goes, people go to high places and water flows to low places. I'm just letting these children find the right platform to learn the right skills. Is there anything wrong?" Hu You said with confidence.

"You have any reason to poach the enemy, right?" Wang Lang glared, as if he was angry at King Kong, and many people were shocked.

“As the saying goes…”

"As the saying goes, I'm here to smash the venue and fight by the way. It's too unethical to take things from afar. You're lying to others. Where do you hire these actors? How much does it cost a day? I want to do it," Wang Lang pointed to the people who were controlled by Hu You just now and said.

Hu You's face was gentle, without any angry look.
Chapter completed!