Jiang Long originally wanted to say a few words, but he didn't believe it.

There is no way, He Pingfan is too young, and he doesn't look like a hidden master no matter how he looks.

Senior Brother Feng said, "You eat slowly, I'll go back and deal with it first."

Seeing him leaving in a hurry, He Tongtian asked He Pingfan for his opinion, "My senior brother is also a kind person, why don't you help him?"

He Pingfan nodded, "Look, let's talk about it."

Everyone had no intention of having another meal, so they asked Senior Brother Feng's apprentice to lead the way and rushed to the martial arts hall together.

There was a large group of people in the martial arts hall.

A man in his thirties dragged a bench and sat in the middle of the martial arts training ground. The other party's skin was dark, thin but not burly, and his eyes were full of fierceness.

He put more than a dozen disciples from the martial arts hall down on the ground, holding their arms and thighs, shouting.

A couplet was sprayed with paint at the gate and on the wall of the martial arts training ground: punch Feng Shijie and kick the Southwest Pavilion.

Horizontal draft: No one dares to hum! It’s so arrogant! The onlookers whispered and discussed the origin of the man who kicked the house.

In the lobby of the martial arts hall, a young man wearing sunglasses was sitting.

Behind him was more than a dozen bodyguards, the young man crossed his legs, smiled all over his face, and was shaking his fan.

"Master Zeng's cultivation is getting stronger and stronger. It only took less than twenty seconds to knock down more than a dozen people."

A man next to him who nodded and bowed, said with a flattering smile, "Of course, how much less can the strong man the young master finds?"

It turns out that this man is Chen Yuanyang, the young owner of Zhenshan Martial Arts Hall.

Chen Yuanyang said lightly, "It seems that Feng Shijie is really cowardly and hasn't dared to come out for so long."

"Go and tell Master Zeng, continue to fight for me, and then talk about it until Feng Shijie comes out."

The martial artist named Zeng stood up and prepared to attack the disciples in the martial arts hall.

A loud shout came from outside, "Stop!"

Feng Shijie came back and rushed to the martial arts hall with more than a dozen disciples. Seeing the scene in front of him, he was so angry that he smoked from his orifices.

"Chen Yuanyang, what do you mean?

Why did you bring people to smash my martial arts hall again?”

Chen Yuanyang smiled and said sarcastically, "Lord Feng, what are you talking about?"

"Since everyone is a martial arts practitioner, is there anything wrong with us going to the door to discuss?"

"If you are not as skilled as others, you can't blame others."

Feng Shijie said angrily, "Call Chen Zhenshan to come over and talk to me."

"Hahaha--" Chen Yuanyang burst into laughter, "Feng Shijie, your man can't even beat Master Zeng, what qualifications do you have to talk to my dad?"

"If you have the ability, you can pass this level in advance, otherwise you can only remove the signboard and close the martial arts hall. Don't be embarrassed in the southwest."

"If you don't even have this ability, would you be embarrassed to open a martial arts school?"

"Since you have opened a martial arts school, are you still afraid that someone will kick it?"

Feng Shijie was extremely angry, "I'm just making trouble, what's the matter with you when I open a martial arts school?"

"Come on, go and call Chen Zhenshan over. I want to see what he wants to do?"

A voice came from outside, "Who wants me to come?"

Everyone looked back and saw a middle-aged man in his fifties walking over with his hands behind his back.

Behind him is a large group of disciples from Zhenshan Martial Arts Hall.

Chen Zhenshan is here.

The thick eyebrows and big eyes and a beard on the face are extremely eye-catching.

Unlike ordinary martial artists, Chen Zhenshan has a chilling aura of a strong man.

Some people say that he has reached the intermediate level of internal strength and is also a well-known existence in the southwest martial arts world.

When Feng Shijie saw him, he said angrily, "Chen Zhenshan, what do you mean?

Ask your son to bring people to the restaurant every day.”

Chen Zhenshan ignored it and continued to walk towards the lobby.

Chen Yuanyang, who was sitting there, immediately stood up, "Dad!"

Chen Zhenshan turned around and sat down to Chen Yuanyang's seat just now. His intimidating eyes swept across the audience, "Since you have the ability to open a martial arts school, are you still afraid that others will kick the school?"

"Feng Shijie, I think there is no need to open your martial arts school, so close the door."

"How about I give you a chance, join me and rename the Southwest Martial Arts Hall as Zhenshan Branch."

"fart!"

Feng Shijie was furious and pointed at Chen Zhenshan and cursed, "Is this your purpose?"

I want to annex my martial arts hall, but there is no door."

Chen Zhenshan said, "Feng Shijie, those who know the times are heroes. Since you are not as skilled as others, what else can you do besides giving in?"

"If you disagree, I'll beat you until you're convinced today."

"It's not that I look down on you. With Zhenshan Martial Arts Hall, there is no need for the Southwest Martial Arts Hall to exist."

"Today I, Chen Zhenshan, stood here, and I was not convinced and came to fight!"

"You..." Feng Shijie was so angry that he vomited blood, which made him absolutely inferior to Chen Zhenshan's strength. He was a strong man at the intermediate level of internal strength.

All I practice is external kung fu. Although there are some skills and brute force, the difference between the two is more than one or two levels.

However, it is rare to be as aggressive as Chen Zhenshan. Even if you are stronger than others, how can you be so domineering?

It is true that people say that peers are enemies.

It seems that Chen Zhenshan is determined to eat the Southwest Martial Arts Hall.

"Haha--" A sneer came from outside, and Chen Yuanyang's face turned cold, "Who?

Stand out for me.”

Just kidding, who dares to mock her with her dad?

Who would have thought that the voice came again, "What a toad yawning, a big tone."

"Practicing martial arts and self-cultivation is what one cultivates a person. If he is so aggressive, what kind of hero is he who is a skillful person?"

"If you really use your fist and foot skills, will you, Chen Zhenshan, be invincible in the world?"

When everyone heard the news, a group of people from other places came to the gate.

He Tongtian shouted carelessly and indifferently.

Chen Zhenshan's brows sank and said in a cold voice, "Who are you?"

Hetongtian said coldly, "Your uncle!"

"Your uncle!"

Chen Yuanyang said angrily, "You dare to scold people?"

He Tongtian said exaggeratedly, “Do I curse?

I was your uncle.”

Damn! Chen Yuanyang was angry and shouted at the martial arts master, "Sir Zeng, teach this ignorant guy a lesson."

Seeing this, Feng Shijie hurriedly shouted, "Junior Brother He, why are you here?"

"Let's go quickly, Chen Zhenshan is not easy to mess with."

Hetong Tiandao, “So what if it’s not easy to mess with?

If it’s not easy to mess with, just watch you be bullied by him.”

"Don't say that he is a strong man in the world and a person without any martial ethics, living in the world is a disaster."

He Tongtian said righteously, and his disciples were very impressed.

Chen Zhenshan's face turned completely dark, and he clenched his fists and clattered, "So you are Feng Shijie's junior brother. This is better. I'll beat you together today."

He Tongtian cut, "Just because of you scumbags?

Haha——” “It’s not that I’m bragging, don’t talk about fighting with me, I’m afraid you can’t even beat me, my little brother.”

He pointed to He Pingfan around him, and He Pingfan didn't say anything, like a follower, very low-key.

An Qing and An Ruyi couldn't help laughing, He Tongtian was really interesting.

I guess Chen Zhenshan and the others would never have imagined that He Pingfan was the real strong man.

Chen Zhenshan was furious and was so rude to his dignified internal strength and intermediate realm?

It's outrageous! He stared at his eyes and shouted, "Master Zeng, go ahead!"

"Give them some color."
Chapter completed!