"Brother, if this happens, I'm afraid the whole world will covet the treasure in Su Hao's hands!"

Hearing this, Fan Yongcheng frowned and said, if the Fan family were to offer a large reward, then others would definitely torture Su Hao first even if they captured Su Hao. After all, whoever is the best in the world can make the Fan family offer a large reward.

Yes, definitely not an ordinary thing.

"There's nothing you can do about it, it's better than not having any clues now!"

Fan Yongdou shook his head. This was also an impossible solution. The reason why he found Zhang Jiatao and Yang Hong before was not only to use the power of the court to find Su Hao as quickly as possible, but also because he did not want to make the matter too big and cause too much trouble.

The attention of many people.

But now that we can't rely on the power of the court, we can only borrow the power of Jianghu. Although the dragon's energy may fall into the hands of others, it is better than being silent now.

"Then I'll go down and make arrangements."

Fan Yongcheng said in a deep voice.

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After coming out of Miaoshou Hall, Su Hao drove the carriage back to the inn. According to what Zhou Chongyang said, it would take about ten days to successfully process all the tiger bones.

After returning the carriage to the inn, Su Hao went out again. Along the way, Su Hao began to think about the next road. For him now, the road to the imperial examination was no longer feasible because he wanted to take the imperial examination.

If he has to go back to Shanxi, the Fan family will definitely not miss this best opportunity, unless he is confident that he can deal with the Fan family.

Although he didn't know how powerful the Fan family was, he knew that it was definitely not weak. After all, with the strength of his father Su An, he could only get ahead in Yu County, but the Fan family was like a local emperor in Datong Mansion.

When doing business with those Mongolians on the grassland, one can imagine their power.

clang!

A loud sound of gong woke Su Hao out of his deep thoughts. Only then did Su Hao realize that he had walked to a newly opened martial arts gym in a daze. In the open space in front of the martial arts gym, four pillars were tied with thick hemp ropes.

, formed a large arena, and the arena was surrounded by people watching the excitement. There was also a pergola set up more than ten meters outside the arena, and there were dozens of people in the pergola.

Looking at this posture, Su Hao knew that the martial arts school was "setting up the stick"!

"Li Guan'er" is a slang term in the northern arena, and it also means establishing prestige. There are many martial arts schools in the north, especially important cities like Zhending Mansion, which is a favorite place for many martial arts schools.

As the saying goes, the poor in literature and rich in martial arts, learning martial arts costs a lot of money, even if it is to learn internal skills. Although internal skills are not as expensive as horizontal training, they are also indispensable, and occasionally they have to take supplements. Ordinary people cannot afford to practice martial arts, and only true

Only people in big cities like Dingfu have the financial resources to practice martial arts.

Therefore, in a big city like Zhending Mansion, the competition between martial arts schools is extremely fierce. If you want to open a martial arts gym, you must first set up the arena and accept the challenges of many peers. After all, no one wants to do this.

There are many beggars in the city.

Those who open martial arts schools are also happy to do so, because martial arts schools feed on fame, and practicing martial arts costs a lot of money, and no one wants to waste money and time on a showboat. Therefore, the greater the reputation, the more people will learn from their masters.

Where does fame come from?

The most direct way is to "set up a stick". As the saying goes, money is more important than slaves' hands, and skills are more important than those of ordinary people.

Opening a martial arts gym is a business that relies on one's ability to make a living. The rules of this business are very simple and crude, that is, fighting. Whether you are tough or not is not based on words. It depends on the real results.

Set up the arena, send out invitations to your colleagues, and make a life-and-death contract. Your ability is greater than that of all your colleagues. You are the master, and you are the top in this industry. Naturally, many people will come to be your disciples.

It's not impossible if you don't "set up a stick", but if you don't have a reputation, naturally no one will come to learn from you, and the disciples from other martial arts schools will also regard you as a weakling.

After all, it is good to have more achievements if you want to increase your reputation.

At this time, a middle-aged man in black attire jumped up to the ring and raised his voice: "Dear fellow villagers, I, Yang Dong, a disciple of the Wuhu Clan, will open a school in Zhending Mansion to teach disciples today. I hope that my colleagues in the city can give me some advice."

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"I come!"

As soon as Yang Dong finished speaking, a burly man jumped out from the pavilion. After a few ups and downs, he got on the ring, took the life and death contract, signed his name, and then held his hands and said: "Xia Yong, the senior disciple of the Golden Blade Martial Arts School, please enlighten me.

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Hearing Xia Yong's self-introduction, Yang Dong's face instantly became serious. Every martial arts school will cultivate disciples who can be the face of the martial arts gym. After all, the master of the martial arts gym cannot personally take action every time.

Especially like this fighting arena, the master of the martial arts hall has finally made a name for himself in Zhending Mansion and established a root. How can he attack casually and win? There is no benefit to the master of the martial arts hall. He can defeat someone who has no reputation.

What good can a new martial arts school do, but if we lose, the reputation we have worked so hard to gain will be used as a wedding dress.

Therefore, every martial arts school will cultivate a top disciple who represents the appearance of the martial arts school. For things like entering the ring, it is usually these top disciples who take the lead. After all, these disciples themselves are not well-known. If they lose, it means they are not good at learning.

If you win, it means that the master of the hall has a good teaching method.

After all, these facade disciples represent the martial arts school, so great efforts are made in their training. They are either the children of the gym owner or direct disciples. They are all true disciples and should not be underestimated.

"please!"

Yang Dong also bowed his hand in return.

The next moment, Yang Dong took a big step, got close to Xia Yong, made a fist with his palm, and punched him!

Roar!

The sound of punching out is like the roar of a tiger!

Wuhumen's unique skills, Wuhu Fist!

Seeing this punch, Xia Yong's pupils shrank, he raised his head and let out a long roar.

The next moment, he stepped out and smashed the bluestone ground!

The tall and majestic body brought up the fierce wind, and the mountains and seas seemed to be punched at Yang Dong!

Mountain hammer!

This punch is extremely ferocious, like a golden hammer shaking a mountain, unstoppable and extremely ferocious!

boom!

With a muffled sound, Xia Yong took three steps back in a row. Each step crushed the bluestone under his feet. As the bluestone splashed, Xia Yong's face turned red, and at the same time, a bright red color came from the corner of his mouth.

flowed out, obviously suffering from internal injuries.

"Accepted!"

Yang Dong did not continue to take action, but stood on the spot and said, "Although Xia Yong has signed a life and death contract, it does not mean that he can kill people. He opened the martial arts gym to make a fortune, not to enmity. If he kills Xia Yong, it is estimated that

The entire martial arts hall of Zhending Mansion cannot accommodate him.

"Master Yang, good work!"

Seeing this, Xia Yong could only smile bitterly and cup his hands. He had already punched someone in the face, so he had to stop it as soon as he saw it. If Yang Dong hadn't withdrawn the punch just now, it's hard to say whether he would have been able to stand.

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Outside the ring, Su Hao looked at the bluestone that had been trampled to pieces by the two men with a solemn look on his face. Xia Yong's strength was probably no longer inferior to that of Yu County's head catcher Ding Xian, and Yang Dong's strength was much stronger than Xia Yong's.

, even if it is not the first-class level with a hundred years of skill, it is probably not far off.


Chapter completed!