Chapter four hundred and sixtieth the crime of fighting
The next morning, the Nanling Martial Arts Alliance announced that it would accept the battle of Miyamoto, Masou.
As soon as this announcement came out, all martial arts were in an uproar.
Except for the children of Nanling Wu League, everyone else felt that Ye Fan was crazy.
A branch president, a young man in his twenties, dared to face Miyamoto's but Ma Shuo?
This is no longer a leopard courage, but a ignorance of life or death.
Miyamoto, however, has been famous for many years and Ye Fan was still sipping, and he was a rising star in Yangguo martial arts. What did Ye Fan use to blame?
He overestimated himself and did not know that the world was high, and countless doubts and mockery voices spread.
When outside people expressed their dislike of Ye Fan, Ye Fan was staying in Feilong Villa in seclusion and practicing.
Although his morale is so strong that he faces the challenge, it does not mean that he is confident enough to win, so he seizes the time to practice.
There are nine levels of Tai Chi Sutra. Now Ye Fan has only practiced the second level and has not yet entered the third level.
He hopes that this week will make progress, so that Ma Shuo will be more confident in fighting Miyamoto.
At the same time, Ye Fan lamented that the Tai Chi Sutra is awesome. After practicing the first level, you will have the Huang Realm. When the second level reaches the Xuan Realm, then the third level is very likely to be the Earth Realm... If you have finished practicing all of it, you probably can be in
This world is walking sideways.
Thinking of this, he became more excited and calmed down to practice the Tai Chi Sutra.
A few hours later, Ye Fan's body shook, his eyes opened, and he found another layer of dirt all over his body.
The spirit and body are much purer than before, but they still haven't entered the third level, which makes Ye Fan a little regretful, but he doesn't force it, and he can stop at the right time.
"Ding" Just as Ye Fan finished taking a shower and walked into the hall, the phone suddenly rang. He put on his headphones to answer. After a moment, his face changed.
Ye Fan threw the towel on the sofa, greeted Miao Fenglang, Su Xier and the others, and then took Dugu Shang to the Nanling Martial Alliance.
Shen Dongxing called and Murong Sanqian, the law enforcement elder of the Wu League headquarters, brought people to Nanling.
As soon as the old guy arrived in Nanling, he made a move, beat Wang Dongshan and Xue Ruyi a few times, and had to temporarily take over the Nanling Martial Alliance.
Ye Fan didn't know their purpose, but he would not indulge them in such a mighty way.
The car soon arrived at the Nanling Wu League. Ye Fan brought Dugu Shang out and soon saw Shen Dongxing greeting him.
"Brother Fan, you're finally here."
Shen Dongxing said anxiously: "If you don't come again, I guess the old guy will demolish the place."
Ye Fan asked while moving forward, "Who is this old man?"
Although he is the president, he only has a good relationship with Jiu Qiansui and Huang Feihu. He is not familiar with the structure of the Martial Alliance and has no friendship with any veteran.
In his perception, Murong Sanqian is no different from the old man in the park.
Shen Dongxing hurriedly lowered his voice and reported: "Murong Sanqian, one of the elders of the Wu League, is also an elder of the Law Enforcement Hall, specializing in dealing with children who violated the family law."
"He is average, but has a lot of experience. He is the first group of people to build the Wu League. He likes to rely on his seniority."
"This guy had a conflict with my father before, so he has always been disliked by the Nanling Martial Alliance. Every time he inspected, he either picked this problem or the mistake."
"My father spent a lot of money to deal with him, but this money was not given to him, but to Nangong Xiong and others, which made Murong Sanqian hate Nanling even more."
"After the rumor that my father died, he has been operating. He hopes that his nephew Murong Feixiong will be the president, but you will airborne him and stop his thoughts."
He added: "So he was already dissatisfied with you, the president."
Ye Fan interrupted Chen Dongxing's great exaggeration: "What reason did he use to come here to play wild..." Chen Dongxing whispered: "You are going to fight..." Ye Fan frowned: "Ask to fight?"
While speaking, the two had already walked into the Martial Alliance Hall.
The hall with sandalwood burning is as solemn as ever, but today there is a trace of blood.
In the field of vision, there were five people kneeling on the hard floor, namely Xue Ruyi, Wang Dongshan, Huang Tianjiao, Huang Sanchong, and Kuang Xiong.
Their teeth were clenched, and their knees not only knelt on the toe press, but also suffered rattan whipping on their backs.
Blood was dripping and scarred.
Behind were five men in yellow standing, holding tissues and gently wiping the rattan.
Behind, in the main seat where Ye Fan sat, a short and fat old man with a goatee, playing with two walnuts in his hand, looking contemptuous.
High above.
There is no doubt that he is Murong Sanqian.
On both sides of Murong Sanqian, there were still several young female disciples standing, either holding their chests or curling their lips, looking at Xue Ruyi and the others jokingly.
gloat.
The highlight of the Law Enforcement Hall is to implement family laws on these backbones.
"Ye Fan, why don't you kneel down?"
Before Ye Fan got angry, Murong Sanqian had already looked over.
He could lock in at a glance, and he obviously did enough homework to Ye Fan.
Several female disciples also stared at Ye Fanjiao and shouted: "Kneel down!"
"Kneel down?"
Ye Fan walked in with his hands on his back, staring at Murong Sanqian coldly: "Why?"
"Boy, why did you talk to Elder Murong?"
A woman with almond eyes shouted: "Believe it or not, I will smash your mouth?"
"Why?"
Murong Sanqian waved his hand to stop the almond-eyed woman and looked at Ye Fan slowly: "I am the elder of the law enforcement, and I am the elder of the Wu League."
Ye Fan stepped forward slowly: "Law Enforcement Elder, ask, what rules did I violate? Should I kneel down and be punished?"
Xue Ruyi and the others wanted to advise, but when they saw Ye Fan's situation, they gave up their thoughts. They knew that Ye Fan was unhappy.
"Don't you know what mistake you made?"
Murong Sanqian slapped the table and shouted: "Don't pretend to be crazy and stupid for me, otherwise I will be more guilty."
Ye Fan said indifferently: "I really don't know, please let Elder Murong make a clear statement."
Before Murong Sanqian responded, the apricot-eyed woman was angry: "Miyamoto, but Ma Shuo's letter of war, you responded to the battle without authorization, this is wrong, this is sin."
"Do you think it's your own business?"
"wrong!"
"You are the President of Nanling. If you lose this battle, it doesn't matter if you live or die, but you will lose the face of the Martial Alliance and the entire Shenzhou."
"At that time, the martial arts of the whole world will ridicule us for not knowing the height of the world, and will even more despise the martial arts of China's even more vulnerable."
"You said, should you be punished?"
"Wang Dongshan and Xue Ruyi, as backbone of the Nanling Martial Arts League, did not stop you from overestimating your own abilities and would still be dealt with by family law."
"Ye Fan, I advise you to kneel down quickly, accept Elder Murong's punishment, and then publicly declare that the response to the battle is invalid."
"Otherwise, we will take you three swords and six holes today, and take you back to Longdu and put you in the water prison for three years."
She looked at Ye Fan with contempt and said, "Don't you kneel down yet?
Do you want us to do it?"
Several female companions also looked at Ye Fan jokingly, and they didn't think this kid had any ability. He could airborne him as the president. It was probably Jiu Qiansui used it as cannon fodder.
Murong Sanqian didn't say anything, but sat in Ye Fan's seat, drinking tea leisurely.
The meaning of the Almond Eye Woman is his meaning.
The almond-eyed woman sneered at Ye Fan and said, "If we don't kneel down, we will get angry."
"I won't say whether to deal with the battle or not, nor do I say that there are always wins and losses in martial arts competitions..." Ye Fan looked at Murong Sanqian and the others with cold eyes: "Just say one thing, why do you decide that I will lose?
Have this battle?"
"You are a young boy, what are you calling Mr. Ban Miyamoto?"
The woman with apricot eyebrow raised: "You probably won't even beat me..." "Bang" Ye Fan slapped her out with a slap...