"Master Hong!"

Zhao Fan suddenly stopped and turned around, looking at Hong Jianxiong and shouted.

"I don't dare to be it. Just call me Jianxiong, and call me Lao Hong."

Hong Jianxiong waved his hands solemnly and said with a slightly nervous look.

"How much do you know about my identity and the Tianlong Academy?"

A stupid person can only use a stupid method after all.

When Zhao Fan saw Hong Jianxiong teaching his apprentice a lesson there calmly, he had no intention of talking to him. He sighed and asked directly.

"I just saw Liangyi Tianxin's acupointing hand and determined that you are from the Zhao family."

"The Zhao family Tianlong has not shown up for more than 20 years, and the eight courtyards under the Tianlong Courtyard have long been in name only. I don't even know what other people in the Martial Arts Academy are doing, and I know even less about the Tianlong Courtyard."

Hong Jianxiong's eyes flashed slightly, and he sighed softly with a low voice.

"The eight courtyards under the Tianlong Courtyard?"

Zhao Fan originally thought that the Tianlong Courtyard and the Wudao Courtyard were two independent organizations, but when he heard Hong Jianxiong say this, he became confused again.

The old man’s name is Zhao Tianlong. The Tianlong Courtyard should naturally be the organization he founded. There are eight courtyards under this Tianlong Courtyard?

"This Hong Jianxiong is already a master of secret energy. From his tone, he is just an ordinary character in the Martial Arts Academy. How terrifying is the true strength of the Martial Arts Academy? Was the old man so awesome back then? What did the Tianlong Academy do? The underworld?"

"Why do they just say so confidently that I am from the Zhao family as long as they recognize the kung fu I used?"

"Is it a coincidence or intentional way for the old man to treat me back then?"

"Is my life experience related to the old man?"

The Zhao family that the three people, Yu Song, Monk Pratyekabuddha, and Hong Jianxiong, mentioned was naturally not the Zhao family of Zhao Aiguo, but the Zhao family of the old man Zhao Tianlong.

After practicing martial arts for so long, Zhao Fan also knew that although society is progressing now, there are still many inheritances that still follow the tradition and only pass on the direct line.

These people are so confident that it means that the Zhao family's kung fu has never been passed on to outsiders.

Is it because the old man made an exception for him, or is it that he himself has a blood relationship with the old man?

There was a vague guess in my heart, and looked at Hong Jianxiong and asked softly: "Do you still remember which eight courtyards are under the Tianlong Courtyard?"

"In addition to the martial arts temple where I live, there are also Buddhist Vajra Academy and Taoist Tianshi Academy..."

Zhao Fan suddenly asked, and Hong Jianxiong didn't react. He just said two names, his expression suddenly changed. He looked straight at Zhao Fan and closed his mouth tightly.

Exposed...

Zhao Fan sighed and shook his head softly. He knew that he couldn't ask anything, so he turned around and prepared to leave.

"stop!"

Hong Jianxiong's voice with anger came coldly behind him.

As soon as Zhao Fan turned around, he saw that the man looked angry, his training uniform was windless, his aura rose, and his eyes even had a bit of murderous intent.

"Even I, Hong Jianxiong, dares to lie? I dare to pretend to be a child of the Zhao family? You are looking for death!"

Before Zhao Fan could speak, the man had already made great strides towards him. Every step he took was extremely heavy, and the entire floor seemed to be trembling gently.

"It turned out to be a fake one after a long time. I fooled my master and I really don't know how to live or die."

Xia Mengchuan, who was already extremely depressed, quickly became excited, and laughed loudly, looking at Zhao Fan as if he was looking at a dead person.

Xia Mengwei also had a bit of pleasure on her face. This pleasure came from her deep hatred for Zhao Fan, Lin Shiqi, and even Hong Jianxiong. She even faintly hoped that Zhao Fan and Hong Jianxiong could fight to the point where both sides were injured.

"Do you want to fight? You said it earlier!"

Zhao Fan knew in his heart that this person might have misunderstood something, but he didn't mind at all. Such a large amount of experience value would be useless if he didn't charge it.

The spirit was shocked and quickly pushed Lin Shiqi and Belinda aside, looking at the calm and steady Hong Jianxiong with excitement.

Seeing that he couldn't fight, Belinda was a little disappointed just now. At this time, she saw that she was about to fight again for no reason, and didn't know how to cooperate. She pulled Lin Shiqi and walked to the side quickly. She moved a chair and sat down, holding her chin with both hands and looking at this side with curious expressions, completely like a crowd of people who were eating melons.

As soon as the two sat down, Zhao Fan and Hong Jianxiong had already started fighting. Hong Jianxiong's fist was steady and the tiger was full of wind. Zhao Fan also waved his hands, blocking every attack without any fault.

The sound of banging sounds came one after another, and the two stood face to face without moving, and had fought more than a dozen times in a moment.

Experience value 58

Experience value 58

Experience value 58

...

Xia Mengchuan did not brag. This Hong Jianxiong was indeed an authentic master of dark energy. Even a person who had never practiced kung fu, his heart was trembling when he saw his power when he took action.

Even though Zhao Fan's injury recovered a little at this time, it was certain that his arm was shocked and his inner abdomen was also shaking, causing a slight pain.

But he was very excited. He collected five or six thousand experience points from this person, and combined with the contributions made by Xia Mengchuan just now, the upgrade was getting closer and closer.

"Back back, aren't you a child of the Zhao family? Why don't you use your acupointing hand?"

Hong Jianxiong's face turned pale, but he was extremely surprised. He thought that two fists could solve the young man in front of him, but after so long, the young man looked so sad that he grinned, but he didn't even shake it.

"I was so scared that I thought I had really come to a great master. So that's all that skill? You can do whatever you want. When will I hit me and want to fight back."

Zhao Fan smiled, glanced at Hong Jianxiong with disdain, and said lightly.

"How is this possible? What kind of hard qigong is he practicing? Why is he so powerful? My master is a master of hidden power. Can't he beat him anymore?"

Xia Mengchuan, who was full of excitement, had already become dull at this time. He stretched out his hand to pinch his arm and muttered unconsciously to himself.

"No way? Master Hong can't even hit him? Is this person a monster?"

"This is incredible. I thought those who practice martial arts were just scheming, but I didn't expect that there were really martial arts masters in this world."

The constant rumbling of discussion came, and Hong Jian's heroic face turned green.

I was a little worried just now and didn't want to make things too much in public. Now I have completely given up on this idea, and my fists and feet are even stronger, and I have used all my strength.

It was not until this time that the gap between the two appeared. Although Zhao Fan was able to block his attack every time, after each time, he would be pushed by terrifying forces to step back.

The feeling of severe pain in the inner abdomen became clearer and clearer, and a trace of blood slowly dripped from the corner of my mouth.

"Zhao Fan, how are you? Are you fighting back?"

Lin Shiqi saw the blood on the corner of Zhao Fan's mouth, and her heart pounded violently, and her face shouted with an extremely nervous look.

"Stop, stop. If you suffer any damage, the Braddock family will definitely not let you go."

Looking at the two of you who were fancy and you punched me without any beauty, Belinda was so bored that she started yawning. When she heard Lin Shiqi screaming, she also saw the blood on the corner of Zhao Fan's mouth, and her pretty face instantly became cold. She took a step and rushed towards the two people in the battle.

"Haha, I just said, how can there be any kung fu that is invincible in the world? Can you still be arrogant in front of my master? Don't worry, my master will not kill people, he will only let him lie in bed for a year or two. He will also teach him a long lesson and know what it means to have heaven beyond the sky and there are people beyond the sky."

Xia Mengchuan laughed loudly, and in a few steps he reached Belinda, and reached out to block her with a proud look on his face.

"Don't come over, this old guy can't do anything to me."

When Zhao Fan saw Xia Mengchuan rushing towards Belinda, his eyebrows were raised. He was ready to deal with him without hesitation as long as this person dared to attack her.

After seeing this man rushing over, he just stopped Belinda and did not hurt anyone. He felt sure, and laughed and shouted loudly to the two girls with nervous expressions.

"What an arrogant boy, I see when you can hold on."

Although he saw Zhao Fan being beaten backwards step by step and bleeding from the corners of his mouth, Hong Jianxiong's heart was still rolling like a storm.

He is a master of dark energy. When Zhao Fan took action, he could see at a glance that Zhao Fan had not reached the level of dark energy.

But now he has almost done his best, but he has not hurt the young man at all. It is simply incredible.

The young man's hands were extremely fast. No matter how tricky and weird he made, he could block him in time every time. This was not the point. The point was that in just a short moment, this man had blocked him dozens of bombardments.

Is this person's arms cast from iron?

Even if it was a steel pipe, which was bombarded by his terrifying fist so many times, it should be bent, right?

But he didn't even have any redness or swelling, as if these dozens of punches had not hit him at all.

"Who are you? Who is your master?"

The battle continued, and it seemed that the situation was one-sided, and Hong Jianxiong had an absolute advantage. However, Hong Jianxiong became more and more frightened as he fought, and couldn't help but shout loudly.

Just like what Xia Mengchuan said, at this level, no one’s kung fu can be in vain.

The sayings about falling off a cliff and getting treasures are only found in novels.

Zhao Fan is so terrifying at such a young age, how could he not have a teacher?

At this time, Hong Jianxiong even felt a little afraid.

The disciples have reached this level, so what is the master’s strength?

If this young man really makes a problem and his elders take action with anger, can he, Hong Jianxiong, stop it?

Experience value 58

The last prompt of the system sounded. Zhao Fan grinned and took a punch and had no experience again. He felt relieved, raised his hand and raised two fingers, and pointed at Hong Jianxiong's chest as fast as lightning.

Hong Jianxiong was already extremely alert. When he saw Zhao Fan raise his hand, he suddenly stepped back with a very fast speed when he saw him raising his hand.

There was doubt and fear on his face. Before, he only made a judgment based on the situation of the people who were pointed by Zhao Fan. When Zhao Fan took action, he had already recognized that he was really using Liangyi Tianxin acupointing hand.

"stop!"

A heart moved and a loud roar came out of his mouth.

However, his speed was in front of Zhao Fan's Zhuanxu's stewardship, and there was no point in watching it. Before he could recover after he had time to recover, Zhao Fan had already arrived in front of him in a daze.
Chapter completed!