The Fuwu Academy is located in the Xicheng of Luling City. As the highest martial arts institution in Luling City, this Fuwu Academy accounts for half of the Xicheng. The more you go towards the Fuwu Academy, the wider the road becomes, and the more people are carrying swords and crossing swords.

From a distance, the two of them saw the tall gatehouse of the Mansion Martial Arts Court and the huge stone lion standing on both sides of the Mansion Martial Arts Court.

This is the first time Zheng Ming has seen a stone lion that is three feet tall. It is estimated that each of these two stone lions weighs 50,000 kilograms.

However, when Zheng Ming and his friends walked towards the gate of the Mansion Martial Arts Court, they found that the gate of the Mansion Martial Arts Court was in chaos, not only crowded with many people, but also burst into laughter and clamor.

"Crawl in, haha, hurry up and get in!"

"Diamond, if you don't drill, you will not be qualified to enter the Martial Arts Academy, haha!"

What's going on? How did this Wushu Court become a downtown? After Zheng Ming and others separated the crowd and squeezed in, they saw two groups of people confronting each other in front of the Wushu Court.

Among them, there were twenty or thirty people facing away from the gate of the provincial college. They were dressed gorgeously, and they were young, but their eyebrows were tall and looked very arrogant.

Although these people did not take action, judging from the momentum shown by these people, the lowest level is the peak of the eleventh grade. One of the stout men has even reached the peak of the 10th grade.

"We are freshmen admitted to the provincial college. Why don't you let us in?" A young man who was also wearing a brocade robe but had a little rustic style came out of another wave of people.

There are only seven or eight people in this group, each of whom looks a little immature. This is not the key to Zheng Ming, the key is that Zheng Heng is also standing among this group of people.

The stout and sturdy boy in gorgeous clothes didn't say anything. He spoke with a greasy and pink face. He waved the folding fan in his hand and said with a smile: "This junior, I didn't say I won't let you in."

"Look, isn't there any way to go? You can complete the registration of the provincial college by going in. Why don't you go there quickly?"

The door that the oil-headed and pink-faced boy cannot be called a door at all, because the door he mentioned is three feet wide and three feet high, which is a dog hole that specializes in allowing dogs to enter and exit.

The young man's words made everyone laugh, and someone even said loudly: "The country buns in the countryside, just because you want to enter the door, you might as well get in through the dog hole as soon as possible!"

"Diamond, hurry up and drill, otherwise you won't be able to register!"

"Boys, in the county below, you are five or six, but when you arrive at this Lu Ling Mansion, you will be honest with the master. It's the dragon that needs to be trampled on me, and the tiger that is lying on me!"

The messy voice made the questioning boy's eyes full of anger. He pushed the boy in front of him and said hatefully: "I don't care who you are. I must go in today."

While he was talking, he walked towards the gate of the Martial Arts Court, but before he could take two steps, a short boy next to the thick boy stepped out and punched the questioning boy with one punch.

He questioned that the young man's cultivation was at the peak of the eleventh grade, so he was not afraid in the face of the short boy's attack and waved his fist to meet the short boy.

After the two of them fought for seven or eight rounds, the short boy's figure strangely flashed behind the questioning boy, and kicked the questioning boy's body heavily to the ground.

A mouthful of blood even spit out of the questioning boy's mouth.

The short boy stepped forward, stepped directly on the face of the questioning boy, and then pointed at Zheng Heng and others and said, "You bunch of miscellaneous people, don't you crawl into the dog hole for me, are you still waiting for the uncle to invite you?"

Although Zheng Heng is kind-hearted, he is also very bloody. Before he arrived in the city, his father Zheng Gongxuan told him to let him practice hard and cause less trouble.

Zheng Heng was very convinced of his father's words, so he came to Lu Ling Mansion and had the intention of practicing.

However, I didn't expect that this time I came to Luling Mansion, but I had not registered yet, I was stopped by these young men from various families of Luling Mansion and prevented them from entering through the gate.

Climbing in through a dog hole is an insult, and it will be an insult that you will never wash away for the rest of your life.

No matter how great your achievements are in the future, the first reaction of the aristocratic families in Lu Ling Mansion when they mention your name is that this is a person who drills a dog hole.

"This teacher, do they do this so randomly, will our Martial Arts Academy ignore it?" Zheng Heng spoke to a man in his thirties and wearing a jade robe.

The man's eyes were narrow and narrow. After hearing Zheng Heng's words, he smiled faintly and said, "You are not students of the Fuwu Academy. The Fuwu Academy will naturally ignore these things."

"What's more, they are not stopping you from registering at the Martial Arts Academy, they just ask you to register in another way."

"What a different way!" Zheng Heng's teeth trembled in anger. The man's words were clearly a word of ruling!

The man ignored Zheng Heng's sarcastic words at all, turned his head and looked at a leaf, he ignored Zheng Heng and others' thoughts at all.

The short boy who was trampling on the questioning boy's feet said to the thick boy who was surrounded by stars like the moon: "Brother Tongxuan, since these local beggars are unwilling to climb the hole by themselves, let's throw them in!"

The thick boy nodded and said, "Okay, it's really meaningless to waste time on these rustic bullies. Since they don't eat the toast, they will beat me half to death first and then throw it in."

"We want these local bullies to know that this is the city!"

As soon as the thick man spoke, seven or eight teenagers rushed over. One of the pink-nosed teenagers who rushed in the front flew into the air and rushed towards Zheng Heng.

The figure of this young man is like a goshawk, a goshawk catching a rabbit.

In the eyes of this young man, Zheng Heng is a rabbit, a rabbit that makes him appear sage in front of others.

But the boy chose the wrong partner. Although Zheng Heng was not as powerful as his younger brother, his Tiger Fist had reached the peak of intimacy after receiving Zheng Ming's guidance.

One more step is understanding.

What's more, when Zheng Ming was in the Zheng family, he would basically practice with Zheng Heng when he was free, which made Zheng Heng's practical experience make it even more rapid.

Although the young man who was rushing to the pounce was good, he made two mistakes. One was to underestimate the enemy, and the other was to achieve perfect posture. The moment he pounced, he used the moves.

It can be said that at this moment, the boy had no time to change his moves.

Just when the boy felt that his posture of pounced in the air was so handsome and perfect, Zheng Heng rushed into the mountain with a fierce tiger and suddenly rushed towards the boy's face.

This punch is very heavy and accurate.

A punch hit the boy's nose directly. In an instant, two blood spurted out of the boy's nostrils, and the boy's body was thrown backwards.

"Haha, Xu Yuansheng, don't want it..." The rough boy was only halfway through his words and couldn't say it.

Because the Xu Yuansheng in his mouth was lying on the ground like a dead dog at this moment.

At this moment, the people who had already fought suddenly paused. Many people who knew this young man named Xu Yuansheng felt a little unbelievable.

Although Xu Yuansheng was not outstanding among the crowd, he was born in the Xu family, one of the seven and eighth-rank families in Luling Mansion.

Not only did he reach the mid-level 11th grade, but he also practiced the Xu family's Fengying Hands, even an ordinary tenth grade warrior may not beat him.

But now, Xu Yuansheng was actually hit on the ground by this seemingly stupid boy.

"Good boy, I didn't expect you to have some skills!" The thick young man walked towards Zheng Heng, and as he stepped on, it looked like a mountain.

"But the worst thing you should have hurt my brother. You may not know that you have been involved in a big deal. This semester, no, it should be said that you will be ready to lie on the bed after the practice of the Martial Arts Academy in the past three years!"

As the boy spoke, he punched Zheng Heng. The moment the boy's fist was blowing out, there was a strong wind rushing straight towards Zheng Heng as his fist rushed straight towards Zheng Heng.

This person is invincible!

Zheng Heng felt very keenly that the young man's strength was much stronger than his. If he was a rival, he would probably not be able to take a few moves.

At this moment, Zheng Heng used the method of walking with the young man with the tiger fist. However, after ten moves, Zheng Heng felt that his space was getting smaller and smaller. Even at the end, the thick boy's fist seemed to be in all directions of him.

If this continues, I won’t be able to support it for long!

Although Zheng Heng knew it in his heart, the boy's fist was really difficult for him to deal with. Just when Zheng Heng felt a little anxious, the boy's fist, which had already been empty, suddenly twisted strangely and rushed towards Zheng Heng's nose.

Before the fist arrives, the strong wind has arrived!

If this punch was hit, Zheng Heng knew that he would be blown away like that of Xu Yuansheng, and his nose would be even worse than any Xu Yuansheng.

After all, when his fist hit Xu Yuansheng's nose, he left three points of strength.

But this stout boy didn't keep any strength!

But at this time, Zheng Heng had no chance of dodging, and he didn't even have the chance of turning his head to avoid it.

Just when Zheng Heng closed his eyes and was about to get this punch, he found that the punch did not hit.

It was not that the thick boy showed mercy, but because one arm had already grasped the thick boy's arm.
Chapter completed!