"Let's go!" Zhuo Yifan was the first to take the lead and walked towards the gate of Beichen Dojo. Chen Meili and Hou Qing naturally followed suitably.
Before the three of them could reach the gate, a dozen young men dressed in kung fu suits suddenly ran out from both sides of the road, immediately blocking the path of Zhuo Yifan and the others.
"Who are you?" A leading young man stared at Zhuo Yifan and the others with caution and asked coldly.
These guys have no weapons in their hands. Judging from their posture, they should have some skills in fists and kicks. But in Zhuo Yifan's opinion, it only takes three seconds to deal with them!
"I'm here to find Beichen Pingchuan and ask him to come out to see me!" Zhuo Yifan said calmly, his words naturally exuding a kingly aura, which made these young people tremble in their hearts and their expressions changed accordingly.
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"Baga... How can Mr. Beichen's name be used by a young boy like you? It's simply unreasonable!" The leading young man was shocked and couldn't help but became furious. Beichen Pingchuan was suspected to be the most powerful in their hearts.
It was a humiliation for them to be called out by the boy in front of them by name.
"Beichen Pingchuan is just a waste of fame! I'm giving him face by calling him by his name! If you are not satisfied, you can ask Beichen old dog to come out and compete with me!" Zhuo Yifan said with a cold snort.
"Baga..." the young man shouted, and hit Zhuo Yifan on the head with his fist. The force was so fast and furious that he looked like a master.
But in Zhuo Yifan's view, it was just a show of force! Before the guy's fist even touched Zhuo Yifan's ground, a figure flashed in front of him, and Zhuo Yifan had long since disappeared. The dozen or so young people around him were all gone.
Before he even had time to scream, Zhuo Yifan and the other two people directly put him down on the ground. He didn't know whether he was alive or dead!
"You... you..." The young man was completely frightened by the situation in front of him! A dozen people fell at the feet of Zhuo Yifan and the others in the blink of an eye. It was really unbelievable, and it was beyond his understanding. So you
It's been a long time, but I haven't heard anything from you.
"Save your life, go in and report to Beichen Pingchuan, and ask him to come out to pick up the guests!" Zhuo Yifan snorted coldly, and regardless of the young man's ugly face, he kicked open the heavy door and walked into the Beichen Dojo.
The young man finally regained his composure and hurriedly ran into the dojo, almost brushing against the door. He did not dare to have any further conflicts with Zhuo Yifan who was in the middle, and he did not dare to get too close. After entering the dojo, then
The guy just ran into the manor as if he was crazy.
"Are the disciples of Beichen Dojo so miserable?" Zhuo Yifan couldn't help but chuckled.
"These are just disciples who have just entered Beichen Pingchuan underground. It is not an exaggeration to say that they have the power to tie a chicken with their hands!" Chen Meili chuckled disapprovingly.
At this moment, the whole world suddenly fell into darkness. Not only Beichen Dojo, but also the high-rise buildings in the surrounding streets were all dark. Zhuo Yifan knew that the angel had already started to take action! From this moment on
, they only have half an hour.
The sudden power outage obviously caused chaos in the Beichen Dojo. A large number of disciples dressed in Kung Fu suits rushed out of the dojo, most of them without weapons. Only the senior disciples and warriors held shining cold weapons in their hands.
katana sword.
"Baga, who are you? You dare to go to the Beichen Dojo to cause trouble. Have you got the courage to eat something like a bear's heart and a leopard?" A bald man wearing an island warrior uniform walked out of the crowd, stared at Zhuo Yifan and the other two, and began to curse.
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"Let Beichen Pingchuan come out. You are no match for us." Zhuo Yifan's face darkened and he said coldly.
"Baga... brat, you're dead!" The warrior's eyes widened, he roared angrily, pulled out the sword in his hand from the scabbard, and charged towards Zhuo Yifan.
