Send someone who has only seen a high school student to challenge the Excellent Martial Arts School, which is too despised!

Master Zhuo's face darkened and he snorted coldly: "Zhuo Yang, don't let me down!"

Zhuo Yang is his most powerful disciple. Even if he is in Tianhai City, it is very good. When dealing with a high school student, Master Zhuo only feels that he is bullying.

But they were arrogant and they found it themselves!

Zhuo Yang walked to the center of the venue and bowed, while Jin Zhixuan walked slowly over, ignoring Zhuo Yang at all.

His face was full of disdain, and he was not even willing to look at Zhuo Yang more. His arrogant look made Zhuo Yang's heart suddenly feel angry.

"For them, Jin Zhixuan is enough." Park Dasheng glanced at Master Zhuo and others, shook his head disdainfully, "It's so bad, so bad, I don't even have to take action. The national skills of your China are really disappointing."

When Master Zhuo heard this, his face looked even more ugly, and Zhuo Yang snorted coldly and shouted: "I'm rude to speak, and I'm looking for death!"

With a loud shout, the tiger fist exploded instantly, the horse steps under his feet were solid, and the two fists were swung away, and the tiger was powerful!

He rushed to Jin Zhixuan's body in a few steps and punched out with extraordinary momentum. Jin Zhixuan took two steps in a row, turned around skillfully, and avoided Zhuo Yang's fist.

boom!

Zhuo Yang did not stop and chased and punched. He was very powerful and the punching speed was extremely fast. However, Jin Zhixuan was calm and flexible, dodged left and right, and made an offensive and defensive posture.

He jumped back and forth on tiptoe, staring straight at Zhuo Yang's fist, without any panic.

"Swish!"

"Swish!"

Zhuo Yang chased and attacked without any slacking off, but Jin Zhixuan was extremely agile. He avoided Zhuo Yang's attack and punched him out, which hit Zhuo Yang's chest, which shocked Zhuo Yang to take two steps back and became even more angry!

"Even a high school student can't beat it. Is this your national skills?" Park Dasheng shook his head and looked at Gu Feng and said, "Mr. Gu, it seems that the next challenge is unnecessary. I am worried that I can't help but laugh at you."

Gu Feng didn't say anything, and he still had a gentle smile on his face, as if he didn't care at all.

Master Zhuo's face was even more ugly. He could see that Zhuo Yang in the center of the field had already fallen under the predicament. He was already among his most powerful disciples. If he lost, he would have to go to the top by himself.

These people are a bit powerful, but they are too arrogant!

It’s too much to even take the Chinese national martial arts seriously even if you open your mouth!

"Bang!"

Jin Zhixuan punched another time, faster and more agile than Zhuo Yang. He shook left and right, and Zhuo Yang was not able to adapt at all. Before he could react, Jin Zhixuan punched him on the shoulder, causing him to lose balance.

Seeing this opportunity, a fierce light burst out from Jin Zhixuan's eyes, and suddenly rushed up, his knee suddenly pushed hard on Zhuo Yang's lower abdomen, and immediately beat Zhuo Yang out, falling to the ground, covering his lower abdomen and in great pain!

"Zhuo Yang!" Master Zhuo's face turned blue and black, "It's so despicable that he actually attacked the lower three routes!"

Jin Zhixuan was still expressionless: "If he were my enemy, I would have killed him long ago."

Master Zhuo gritted his teeth and immediately asked someone to help Zhuo Yang down. His face was full of anger. He attacked people's vital points. Is this a competition?

Too cruel!

He snorted coldly, walked onto the stage, glanced at Park Dasheng, and taught such an apprentice, he was also a master!

"If you don't have good intentions, it's a disaster for you to practice martial arts!" Master Zhuo shouted, raising his hand, "Boy, come on!"

He was not polite to such a person.

Jin Zhixuan's eyes shrank slightly and his face also darkened. Seeing Director Zhuo doing it himself, he became even more excited.

He suddenly rushed out like a tiger, dodging left and right, trying to deceive Master Zhuo, but Master Zhuo saw through it at a glance, and kicked Jin Zhixuan hard in the chest with a whip!

Bang-!

Jin Zhixuan flew backwards and hit the floor, his face suddenly pale and his face was incredible.

"Just you dare to underestimate my Chinese national martial arts? A guy who is ignorant of the world!" Master Zhuo snorted coldly, glanced at Park Dasheng and roared, "Next!"

Master Zhuo hopes that Park Dasheng will stand up directly and compete with him, the so-called master, so that he can know that just because of him, he is not qualified to underestimate the Chinese national martial arts!

Park Dasheng just snorted, still having no intention of taking action.

He glanced at Master Zhuo and saw that the director had joined so soon, he felt even more disdainful: "Jin Zhiyang, you come."

The burly man standing beside him was 1.9 meters tall, with a sneer flashing across the corner of his mouth and walked out swaying.

"Please give me advice!" Master Zhuo snorted and stretched out a hand and said.

Everyone was staring at the center of the field, and Gu Feng was even more interested. Master Zhuo was the director, and his strength was really good. He defeated Jin Zhixuan with one move.

Wu Bin, who was standing beside him, shook his head secretly. Jin Zhixuan was just a high school student and his strength was nothing, and Jin Zhiyang was much better than him. Master Zhuo was afraid that he would lose.

It seems that this so-called Excellent Martial Arts Museum can be closed from now on.

Jin Zhiyang shook his head, rubbed his joints, and made a crisp sound all over his body. The smile at the corner of his mouth was obviously disdain.

He looked at Master Zhuo and did not take action, but stretched out his fingers to hook them, which was even more provocative!

"Arrogant!"

Master Zhuo was furious. As a master, when would he be so provoked by a young man?

He roared, and the tiger and crane double-shaped fists immediately burst out, and the mighty aura rushed like a tide, extremely violent.

However, Jin Zhiyang was not too slow and he could dodge his feet flexibly. Others were tall and big, but they were even more flexible than Jin Zhixuan.

He avoided Master Zhuo's fist and rushed to Master Zhuo's side the next moment. He kicked him sideways, and Master Zhuo immediately retreated, and his face became cautious.

With just one confrontation, Master Zhuo could feel that Jin Zhiyang is not simple!

Just when he was still stunned, Jin Zhiyang was gone. Before he rushed to Master Zhuo's face with his fist, he smashed his fist like raindrops!

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

...

The offensive was fierce and did not give Master Zhuo a chance to breathe. He was strong and domineering, like a madman.

Bang--!

Master Zhuo was unable to react for a moment and was hit hard in the chest. He couldn't breathe, screamed and flew out, falling heavily to the ground.

"Master!" A group of people surrounded him, nervous.

Park Dasheng shook his head: "It's so disappointing!"

Jin Zhiyang also snorted coldly and said in stiff Chinese: "Trump, it's really garbage. With such a level, you dare to open a library and accept disciples. You are so embarrassed."

After being humiliated by Jin Zhiyang, Master Zhuo's qi and blood were even more violent, and his face turned red.

"A trash is a bite. In my eyes, even a person of quality is worse than garbage!"

Outside the door, Su Han's face darkened, glanced at the people, walked to Master Zhuo and helped him up, "Master Zhuo, you sit first, there is no need to be angry with such a beast."

Su Han raised his head, and two rays of light emitted from his eyes. Wu Bin, who was standing next to Gu Feng, couldn't help but feel shocked!
Chapter completed!