Ji Wufeng found an uncle who was watching the excitement and asked: "Uncle, why are so many people signing up for this Dongyang Martial Arts Gym?"
"Young man, you don't know, this is the martial arts gym of Shenwu Dojo. No matter how weak your child is, as soon as he is sent in, he will immediately become a martial arts master in less than three months. Of course, parents are willing to send their children here.
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However, when the uncle saw that Ji Wufeng was so young, he said in a sympathetic tone: "Young man, don't think that Dongyang's bullshit judo is so good. That's because our Chinese masters haven't come out, and our Chinese skills are only good."
It is truly profound, profound and unfathomable, and I see that after the children who were sent in came out, although they became powerful, their faces showed evil spirits, which is not necessarily a good thing."
There are countless wordy words in the following, and ten thousand words are simply omitted.
After Ji Wufeng thanked him, he retreated in embarrassment. This uncle really could give Tang Seng You a run for his money.
At the gate of Dongyang Martial Arts School, a group of martial arts disciples were maintaining order. One of them, who seemed to have a high status, said loudly with a foreign accent: "Join our Dongyang Martial Arts School. If you perform well, we will send you there for free."
Further studies in the Dongyang Empire and practice more advanced martial arts."
"Master, what do you think?
Do you want to take action now?"
Murong Wuji said impatiently.
Since Ji Wufeng asked them to participate in this matter, of course he told them about the Dongyang Martial Arts School.
"How else can I see it?
Just break in and capture a few important people, preferably their owners."
Wen Jingtao said unscrupulously.
"Hey, I like torture to extract confessions."
Fang Tianhua was also ready to make a move, and shouted: "What nonsense are you talking about? Let's destroy the place first, get out of the way, get out of the way."
Fang Tianhua used brute force to separate the crowd in front of him. He separated the original sea of people into a small lane. Although many people were unconvinced, they all turned away when they saw Fang Tianhua's deliberately murderous eyes.
head.
"Who are you? How dare you make trouble in front of Dongyang Martial Arts School."
These disciples spoke excellent Chinese, which made Ji Wufeng even more angry.
"We're here to play, aren't we?"
Fang Tianhua shouted arrogantly.
"Give it all to me."
The guy who was obviously from Dongyang immediately ordered everyone in the martial arts hall to gather around him.
These little shrimps were really not worthy of Ji Wufeng and others taking action, so Fang Tianhua also knew what was going on and took the initiative to greet them.
"Crack-clack-clack-clack-clack!"
After a few sounds, all the disciples in the martial arts hall, except for the Dongyang man, fell to the ground holding their wrists. Fang Tianhua was about to break through Xiantian, so it was very easy to deal with these people.
"Baga, just wait for me."
With a harsh word, Dongyang people entered the martial arts hall like mice.
"You have to have the momentum to kick the gym. Come on, let's go in."
Ji Wufeng was not that stupid. He really waited for them to come out and then fought in first.
"Let me see how heavy your bones are."
A middle-aged man wearing a white sleeveless martial arts uniform came out and struck a challenging pose.
Just as Fang Tianhua was about to move, Wen Jingtao stopped him with his eyes: "Let me do it."
"I know some hard qigong. You must be good at doing it with bare hands."
Wen Jingtao came to the middle-aged man and punched him. It was very ordinary and could be said to be a bit slow.
"I want you to break your bones."
The middle-aged man wearing a white sleeveless martial arts uniform punched out without showing any signs of weakness, with a cruel smile on his face. His punch was enough to break the entire hand bones of an ordinary warrior, but unfortunately Wen Jingtao was not an ordinary warrior.
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"ah!"
Wen Jingtao's punch shattered half of his opponent's bones, making him unable to use force for the rest of his life, even holding a fruit knife.
"Bagaya Deer!"
Seeing him fall down like a puddle of mud, the other two middle-aged men who were about to watch the show started to move. One pulled out the samurai sword from his waist, and the other rushed towards Wen Jingtao.
"Get back!"
There was a soft sound, and the middle-aged man stared blankly at the katana half left in his hand, with a look of disbelief on his face.
Ji Wufeng acted like a perfectly fine person, flicking his fingers lightly, and a cold light flashed away.
The middle-aged man who rushed towards Wen Jingtao only saw a figure flash in front of his face, and was thrown out and hit a wall. Although he was not seriously injured, it would be difficult to get up for a while.
"What to do?
What to do?
We are from the Foreign Office!”
A dozen men in uniforms rushed over, and one of them, a guy with a big head and big ears, was particularly arrogant.
A diplomatic office is a local company that specializes in negotiating between foreigners and the local government. Such companies must be linked to the local government. Therefore, such offices are generally self-righteous, feel privileged, and are domineering.
"Mr. Sanbon, are you okay?"
Walking up to the middle-aged man who was looking at the half-cut samurai sword in his hand, the fat man shook the disgusting fat on his face.
Hearing the fat man's voice, the middle-aged man named Sanben came back to his senses, but he immediately said arrogantly: "Director Liu, you came just in time, I want to sue them for trespassing into private residences."
Let's face it, shamelessness and shamelessness are tailor-made for this kind of people.
"This kind of thing can actually happen in China. You are really a shame to our country."
Director Liu turned to the strong men in uniforms and ordered: "Arrest them all."
Ji Wufeng said to Fang Tianhua: "Leave it to you. If you can settle it within one minute, I will teach you a move!"
When Fang Tianhua heard this, his eyes suddenly flashed. The other three people all looked envious, jealous and hateful. Damn it, how could such a good thing happen to this kid? If you want me to come, I won't even give you thirty seconds.
Fang Tianhua didn't even bother to say anything, and just pounced on him like a tiger. The strong men in uniforms let out several screams, and they all lay on the ground, wailing continuously.
Director Liu was stunned, pointed at Fang Tianhua and said sternly: "You are so brave, you dare to attack people in the diplomatic office!"
Bang! Ji Wufeng slapped him with a big mouth, and Director Liu fell to the ground. Ji Wufeng stepped on that fat face and said with a look of disgust: "I hate scoundrels like you the most. I have killed countless people, but
You are not even qualified to die in my hands."
After saying that, he kicked out, sending the body weighing more than two hundred kilograms flying out. He didn't know whether he was alive or dead.
"Kill them!"
The expressions of the middle-aged man on the ground changed, and dozens of vicious Dongyang warriors rushed forward, not knowing that they were in danger.
Wen Jingtao struck fiercely and attacked indiscriminately. He knocked away a Dongyang warrior with one punch, his internal organs were shattered, and blood sprayed from his mouth, causing him to die an untimely death.
Jin Yu used to be a soldier. He used standard military boxing, opening and closing widely, and his shots were precise. Every time he shot, he hit the enemy's vital joints. He collapsed on the ground and could not get up, and became a useless person.
Murong Wuji had a monster look on his face, and his attacks were much more bloody. His hands were shaped like claws, and he faced the Dongyang warriors who were rushing towards him. The places where his hands grabbed them were definitely broken. In the blink of an eye, he crushed two Dongyang warriors.
His spine added two more vegetative people to the world.
When he grabbed the feet of a Dongyang warrior and prepared to tear the person in half, Ji Wufeng frowned and ordered: "Another way, we are not planning to sell human flesh."
Bang! Murong Wuji chuckled and kicked the man on the chest, breaking all of his sternum. The broken bones were inserted into his heart and lungs. He would definitely not survive.
Although Fang Tianhua is not as good as the three of them, he is not weak either. When using his grappling hand, although it is not fatal, it is enough to defeat the enemy.
After having the last Dongyang warrior's throat crushed by Murong Wuji, he said disdainfully: "A bunch of trash, vulnerable, boring."
Ji Wufeng didn't think so. Someone who could kill Long Feng, and also had the law enforcers take him so seriously, the Dongyang Martial Arts School must not be that simple.
Suddenly he raised his eyebrows, moved his body, and turned around to avoid the cold light. A ray of silver light struck the place where he had just stood, leaving a deep knife mark on the stone floor.
