The dark-skinned young man is estimated to be about 1.9 meters tall and has a strong build, like a black bear.
His steps were much clumsier than Ye Fan's, but he took one step forward and threw a fist, which immediately showed off his wrestling skills.
However, this fist touch did not meet Ye Fan's standards. He just relied on his own strength.
Ye Fan frowned, "This guy just said he understood three moves, but now it's halfway through, and none of them are impressive."
As soon as the thought came to an end, the dark-skinned young man gave a loud drink, turned around and rushed out two meters away, then turned his waist and punched down with force, then lifted it up with the force, and punched down again.
Lean on your back, turn your waist and punch down, raise your fist and then punch, all three moves done in one go!
"Puff puff!"
Three empty sounds followed.
Ye Fan was suddenly startled, "What a boy! As long as you use them properly, these three moves can definitely knock He Jun down!"
The poor top five boxers in the Sanda Association have become a negative example for Ye Fan to measure the strength of the members of his brothers Sanda Hall.
"Ouch……"
After using these three moves, the dark-skinned young man suddenly stumbled onto the boxing ring, covering his head and lost his mind, "Hey, why did the feeling just now disappear all of a sudden?"
"Ha ha……"
The audience suddenly burst into laughter.
"It's already very good." Ye Fan clapped his hands, "This wrestling boxing technique can be said to be tailor-made for you!"
"Senior Brother, did I pass too?" the swarthy young man murmured.
"Of course." Ye Fan nodded and smiled: "You are even better than Yin Nan and Xiao Kai! You can hit three moves just by watching me practice once!"
A layman watches the fun, an expert watches the door.
Although everyone in the audience was good at fighting, they were not very proficient in wrestling.
But Ye Fan compared Yin Nan with Xiao Kai and immediately vindicated him.
Everyone was laughing at him just now, because he learned three moves without even practicing for ten minutes!
Suddenly, the faces of all the members turned blue and red.
It’s embarrassing and embarrassing!
"For ten minutes, let's practice. If you think you can do it, go on stage and practice for me." Ye Fan said to everyone.
Ten minutes later, no one came on stage.
Obviously, they figured out Ye Fan's routine.
It doesn't matter if you haven't finished the boxing skills demonstrated by senior brother. As long as you can practice the points where he exerts force, even just a little, you can reach the standard of teaching disciples.
But this small point has become a gap that is difficult to cross.
"Don't worry, everyone. There is a saying that there are specializations in the art industry. If you can't do it, it doesn't mean that you are not good at it, but it's a question of whether you are suitable or not.
What follows is a serious set of boxing techniques that a great world-class martial arts star was once famous for.
I hope everyone will watch it carefully!”
As he spoke, Ye Fan practiced the basic boxing skills of General Tiquan.
This set of technical boxing techniques includes explosive punches such as straight punches, jabs, and collapse punches. It has strict requirements on the human body's muscle density, bone hardness, and toughness.
As a result, among the remaining members, a dozen or so achieved Ye Fan's standards.
However, in the end, only three became disciples.
Because, after the beating, the rest of the members felt severe pain in their arm muscles and serious strain on their ligaments, as if they had reached their limit.
Ye Fan didn't dare to make fun of their bodies, even if he stopped them from practicing.
"From now on, you guys will focus on toughness and muscle training. I believe that within a few months, you will be the second batch of disciples to enter the Justice Sect the fastest!"
Although these people have not been able to enter the Gate of Justice for the time being, as long as they improve their physical fitness, it will be a matter of time before they can enter.
As for now, they are not qualified yet.
After all, the first batch of disciples not only have to practice on their own, but also teach other members on behalf of Ye Fan and the Zhengyi Sect in the future.
If these people come in now, their bodies will not be able to bear the load. If they break their muscles or tendons during practice, they may never be able to box again for the rest of their lives.
Ye Fan explained the stakes to them clearly, and everyone expressed their understanding. Although they felt regretful, they couldn't help but feel grateful to Ye Fan.
Next, Ye Fan used all the remaining five fighting techniques.
Fortunately, for every fighting boxing style, there are one or two members who meet Ye Fan's standards.
After more than three hours of screening, the first batch of disciples was awarded a total of seventeen people.
Ye Fan brought them into the office, taught them the videos of each fighting boxing technique, and told them that this is the uninherited boxing technique of the Zhengyi Sect.
If anyone dares to leak or spread rumors, Ye Fan will destroy their hands and feet at all costs and become a useless person from then on.
The seventeen teaching disciples remained silent under Ye Fan's warning and swore to God that they would never do such a thing to deceive their master and destroy their ancestors.
Later, Yuan Yin hosted the apprenticeship ceremony. Since the "master" was not in Binhai, the masked senior brother was temporarily in charge of the sect, and Yuan Yin became the second senior brother, in charge of the trivial affairs of the Zhengyi Sect.
The process of becoming an apprentice is very casual, but everyone didn't study it in detail, thinking that this is how Jianghu sects are.
Later, Yuan Yin promulgated the rules of the Justice Sect on behalf of "Master" to restrain everyone.
The first rule is that you must not use force to violate the law, and you must not take the initiative to cause trouble.
The second article follows closely. Don't cause trouble, but it doesn't mean you are not afraid of trouble. If someone provokes you, you must fight back with thunderous force. Don't fall into the name of the righteous sect!
Everyone was excited to hear it.
Damn it, this is what Jianghu is called. Be polite before fighting, and fight to death!
Article 3: Keep a line in everything you do, and don’t kill yourself unless absolutely necessary!
In other words, as long as the point is reached, even if you beat the drowned dog, you still have to have a certain degree of restraint!
No one has any objection to this.
After that, the seven major policies, the eight points of attention, and the nine-point precepts were read out one by one.
After promulgating the sect rules, the swarthy young man touched his head and said, "Senior Brother, Second Senior Brother, isn't our Justice Sect hoeing the strong and supporting the weak? Why is this not written into the sect rules?"
"Justice is not written with a pen, it must be engraved in the heart."
Ye Fan pretended to be serious and said sternly: "To hoe the strong and support the weak is the foundation of our justice sect! Our original intention will never grow old, and it will last forever!"
"The original intention never grows old and will last forever!"
The seventeen teaching disciples were in high spirits, as if they had been given chicken blood, and they shouted in unison.
"Okay, you copy these videos and study them carefully. Don't be too hasty. As for the originals, they are stored in the safe of the Sanda Hall as the inheritance treasure of my Justice Sect!"
Ye Fan waved his hand, indicating that everyone could leave.
Seventeen people bowed deeply to Ye Fan, then raised their chests and heads, and strode out of the office.
When Yuan Yin saw everyone leaving, he closed the door of the office and let out a heavy breath: "Nima, if we lie to people like this, will we be punished by God?"
"We are doing good things. It is better to establish a correct outlook on life and values for these rich children than for them to play with cats and dogs all day long, right?"
"That's right." Yuan Yin flashed a cold light on his forehead and laughed loudly: "Ye Fan, I think if we go bankrupt in the future, we can do it as a messenger! A serious liar will not even blink an eye."
"Shut your crow mouth!" Ye Fan rolled his eyes at Yuan Yin angrily and stood up: "Stop talking, I have something to do."
"What?"
"Go and collect a bill." Ye Fan stretched out, "Hey, the injury is still healed. I had a few sets of punches today and it hurts a bit!"
Yuan Yin was very smart and could guess what Ye Fan wanted to do right away.
"Hey, are you going to fight again?"
"No, I just went to get some loot." Ye Fan smiled and said, "Let's go!"
"Loot?" Yuan Yin opened his mouth, "Where can I get it?"
"Qinggang."
Ye Fan shrugged and stepped out of the office door.
Yuan Yin was so shocked that his jaw almost dislocated, "Nah... Nah, Qing Gang? Hey, hey, Ye Fan, don't be impulsive, Qing Gang is not joking, you..."
He quickly chased after him, but where was Ye Fan anywhere outside?
At two o'clock in the evening, Ye Fan came to Huangpu Avenue in the old Binhai District.
At the end of Huangpu Avenue, there is the Twin Star Towers. The top floor of the building is an ancient three-story attic.
Ye Fan found a secluded spot to park the car, stood beside the car and lit a cigarette.
After a while, a bald man rushed over from across the street in a hurry.
"Long Chun, have you brought anything?" Ye Fan puffed out smoke, and the bright red cigarette butt flickered in the darkness, making Ye Fan's face look particularly gloomy.
Long Chun was horrified, with cold sweat on his forehead, "Brother Ye, are you not kidding me? Are you really planning to kill the white-headed guy from the Qing Gang?"
"Yeah." Ye Fan smiled sadly, "Are you guys ready?"
"Gudong!"
Long Chun swallowed his saliva and said, "Brother Ye, should we discuss this with Mr. Lin? Pulsatilla is Mr. Lin's friend, and he is also a very important line for Mr. Lin in the Green Gang.
If you kill the white-headed man without saying hello, Mr. Lin will be very passive with the Qing Gang in the future."
"This line can be broken." Ye Fan waved his hand nonchalantly, "I will personally explain this matter to Lin Wanqing in the future, so don't worry."
"Okay... okay." Long Chun smiled, then looked around, and carefully took out a large, bulging envelope from his arms.
"Don't look, this is a blind spot for the camera, and I have cut off more than a dozen lines around it." Ye Fan pointed to Huangpu Avenue, "You can leave here in a big way later."
"Brother Ye, aren't you afraid of being discovered by the surveillance department?"
"Do you know why I came to see you so late?" Ye Fan took the big envelope and sneered: "I was very busy before."
Because of Yiyi's disappearance, Ye Fan is already very familiar with the surveillance department. Even with his eyes closed, he can sneak in quietly without being discovered by anyone.
"Awesome!" Long Chun shuddered.
I have nothing else to say. You can do whatever you like. Anyway, even if I don’t hand you a gun, the white-headed man won’t survive tonight!
"Thank you very much."
Ye Fan took out the pistol and checked it, then nodded to Long Chun, "It's quite late now. You should go back and rest early. Don't tell Lin Wanqing about this yet!"
Long Chun was frightened into a cold sweat by Ye Fan's warning look and quickly agreed.
"Brother Ye, don't worry, I will keep my mouth shut!"