Today's Zhenxingliutong Wuwu Hall is as lively as the New Year.

The reason is that Li Xiang is coming.

Tell the truth.

The fans in the museum did not think as much as he thought, just a few young people.

The others can only be considered favorable.

But the people who surrounded him and rushed to report their names were unknown.

Only some people who are far older than him or who are introverted in nature are watching.

After all, just like the champion comes from the God Island, the people of the God Island are honored. Li Xiang is their uncle or brother, and they also feel very happy and feel that they have shared glory.

And this involves a question called sense of belonging.

If it were Li Xiang himself, the same would be true. Whether it was the pioneer of the law or the amazing third sister, they were all his idols.

Second senior sister...when can he be a little more personal, he will probably face her face.

The shooting team should be slower before they can come.

Yan Hu took Li Xiang to drink tea in the reception room, but his brothers were restless and couldn't help but want to welcome him.

It's just that the welcome is a bit special -

Practice.

Martial arts practice.

It's like the friendly exchange last year.

That time, Yan Hu was a little unhappy because his three senior sisters were too powerful and beaten many people.

But she was not a stingy person herself, and she could just hold her breath and then pass.

Come again this time.

It was not Yan Hu's instructions, but the disciples' own plans, and the former also acquiesced.

Want to find the place back?

Li Xiang thought so at first, but after seeing the excited expressions of the challengers, he knew that these people might be thinking about close contact with their idols?

Uh.

Those senior sisters are fine, so let it go, men?

I can't resist their enthusiastic call.

Li Xiang had no choice but to play two moves.

At first glance, the other party was suspected of bullying him in groups, but in fact, practicing is a tradition of Zhenxing. He was embarrassed to say that he had practiced Zhenxing's martial arts.

Duan Tianxing will not spare him either.

The master is more willing to become a loser than a coward.

As a closed disciple, Li Xiang would not be afraid of fighting, but he had only one person in the end. After five consecutive games, he couldn't take it.

Mainly-

Damn these people really don’t understand what it means to show mercy!

As soon as he started, he would add up his fists and kicks, and he would have to dance big guns after the boxing exchange, and he would not give him time to rest.

Not to mention that weapons are one inch long and one inch stronger, and they are not that close to each other...

Fortunately, Li Xiang has physical fitness here, Kirishima's environment is also very beneficial to him. His innate advantages allow him to win many people in the early stages.

As a result, they were beaten one after another.

When he reached the seventh man, Li Xiang raised the white flag directly and withdrew his sword and admitted defeat.

"Dear students, let's just come here."

He clasped his fists at the other people with great enthusiasm, not intending to get himself tired of going back like a dog.

There is still something going on in a while!

He had no anger in his heart and needed to vent his anger.

Those who were queuing and still expecting to play suddenly made a regretful "Hey" sound.

Yan Hu on the main seat also laughed and told them to retreat.

"How is it? Passionate?"

She said to Li Xiang, who was sweating profusely and panting.

"It's really enthusiastic, thank you, I'll do it myself."

Li Xiang took a hot towel handed over by his senior sister or nephew.

There are three generations of students in the martial arts hall.

The generation left by the master, the generation passed down by Yan Hu and the master, and the generation taught by Yan Hu’s disciples.

Many people in the first generation were taught by Yan Hu on behalf of his father. To be precise, they were a generation younger than him, but there were also many older than him.

Even older than Yan Hu.

These people have now become teachers in the martial arts hall.

Of course, not all.

Many of the disciples accepted by the master did not continue to walk on the road of martial arts. After achieving success in his studies, he started his own career.

"I hope that our Zhenxingliu Tongwu will one day be comparable to the Northern Kingdom Yidaoliu."

Yan Hu sighed.

Unlike Zhenxing, an outsider, the northern country Yidaliu that Longchuan Haruki is practicing is Kirishima, which is native to Kirishima, and it can be said to be the most popular martial arts in Sakurajima nowadays.

According to media statistics, 100,000 people in the entire Sakura Island were disciples of Yidaoliu in the North, and more than 300,000 people have practiced their swordsmanship!

Why is this happening?

Because they are famous enough and are good at marketing.

Various schools in Sakurajima, whether it is a trainer school, an ordinary high school, or even junior high school or elementary school.

They all have their own exclusive clubs.

Even in Sakurajima, there is the North Korea Yidaoliu Club.

at the same time.

They also took out a large amount of bonuses to hold competitions of all sizes without hesitation.

They are all one of the organizers of the Sakurajima Kendo Conference!

Association, local police stations, etc.... The operation of Yidaoliu in Beiguo over hundreds of years is not something that Zhenxingliu can break through in decades.

What's more, Zhenxingruo teaches boxing and marksmanship, which is contrary to the kendo that Sakurajima people especially like.

Zhenxingliu is so different from them in all aspects.

“There will be a chance.”

Li Xiang said comfortably, as long as Zhenxingliu is passed down from Sakurajima from generation to generation, it will definitely not be worse than the Northern Kingdom Yidaoliu.

He believed so firmly.

...

Less tilt.

The shooting team that Yan Hu called arrived.

These people are quite professional, including light fixtures, makeup artists, etc.

It’s just that it’s unbearable to apply powder on your face.

Of course, he also understood that this was for the purpose of image editing, and it would be easier to edit photos later.

Anyway, as long as you don't make him like a ghost, it doesn't matter.

By the way.

At Yan Hu's request, the roaring tigers and the others also appeared, and they were still posing as a collapsed boxing.

When they cooperate with Li Xiang, they look very compatible.

"How many photos do you want?"

Li Xiang had a bitter face. He thought it would be done in a few minutes, but the photos were not over yet.

"A whole set."

Yan Hu blinked, "Besides, I have to send a condom to my uncle."

ah?
To be continued...