Amidst the warm applause, Tanaka Jianye and others got up from the ground in disgrace, and then quickly disappeared at the end of the street.
"Grandmaster."
Zhao Xingsun stepped forward and held Su Haoran's right hand, saying with great gratitude: "You not only saved my martial arts school, but also saved the glory of our ancient Chinese martial arts. Thank you!"
The young apprentices looked at Su Haoran with even more fanatical eyes.
The Japanese master who could defeat their master easily could not even catch a kick in front of the young master in front of him. How strong must this person be?
"It's just a little effort. It's not a big deal. Mr. Zhao doesn't need to worry about it."
Su Haoran really didn't take what happened just now to heart. He turned to Dong Shiyu and said, "Let's continue shopping."
"etc!"
Zhao Xingsun quickly blocked Su Haoran and said nervously: "Master, you heard Tanaka Jianye say just now that Da Kusuo brought the Oriental Martial Arts Group to Shengzhou for a visit to China. It was said to be an official visit for martial arts exchanges, but in fact
They are just provoking, you can't just sit back and watch!"
Su Haoran frowned slightly. There must be someone to deal with the official exchange visit. He just accompanied Dong Shiyu on the business trip and didn't want to cause any more trouble.
Zhao Xingsun saw Su Haoran's thoughts and quickly continued: "Onan Jing is a famous kendo master in southern Japan. It is said that he is a top master who has surpassed the master. If they really step on our martial arts association, our L Province will lose face.
"
"I……"
"That's unreasonable!"
Before Su Haoran could speak, Dong Shiyu rushed to say: "Who is a famous swordsman? My brother-in-law can crush him to death with one hand. Lead the way. Let's go to the Martial Arts Association to have a look."
"Mind your own business." Su Haoran scolded Dong Shiyu in a low voice.
Just at this moment, Su Haoran's cell phone rang.
The person who made the call was none other than Ding Xiaolong. Su Haoran forced him to do one good deed every day and complete three hundred meritorious deeds within a year. He completed it ahead of schedule, so he asked Su Haoran when he would do it for him.
Remove cocoon bone needles.
In fact, if Ding Xiaolong didn't call Su Haoran, Su Haoran would still call him.
If he hadn't completed three hundred merits in advance, Su Haoran would not have obtained the demonic energy of the real dragon, nor would he have suppressed three generations of demon girls in the Xingjiagou Water Cave.
"Where are you?" Su Haoran asked.
Ding Xiaolong on the other end of the phone said: "I'm at the Provincial Martial Arts Association. If you are willing to pull out the cocoon bone needle for me, I will rush to Ningzhou now, and of course I have to come back."
"There is no need to go to Ningzhou. You can wait for me at the Martial Arts Association."
Su Haoran hung up the phone, then sighed and said: "Mr. Zhao, lead the way."
"Okay, okay!"
Seeing that Su Haoran agreed, Zhao Xingsun excitedly led the way, and the other young disciples either followed closely or hurried to close the gate of the martial arts hall.
The Provincial Martial Arts Association is not far from here. Crossing Zhong Street and at the corner of Taihang Road is the building where the Martial Arts Association is located.
"Mr. Su, I didn't expect you to come to the provincial capital. Come on, please come inside."
Ding Xiaolong had already arrived downstairs and respectfully let Su Haoran into the building.
Zhao Xingsun also knew Ding Xiaolong. After all, his master was Lu Changfeng, the president of the Shengzhou City Martial Arts Association and the vice president of the Provincial Martial Arts Association.
Without Su Haoran's need to answer, Zhao Xingsun rushed to say: "Xiaolong, I told Mr. Su about the Dongyang Budo delegation to China. Mr. Su will make the decision for us to deal with Da Nanjing."
"Really!"
Ding Xiaolong's face also showed a hint of joy, and he said excitedly: "If Mr. Su is willing to take action, Dong
We don’t have to be afraid of the foreign martial arts delegation visiting China, even if someone stronger than Kei Okusu comes here.”
Dong Shiyu said with joy, "That's right, with my brother-in-law's help, your provincial martial arts association can be considered to have a backer!"
Both Ding Xiaolong and Zhao Xingsun felt that Dong Shiyu was right and nodded in agreement.
However, a sarcastic voice sounded from the stairs on the second floor.
"Ignorant yellow-haired girl, the Provincial Martial Arts Association needs an unknown young man to be its backer?"
Everyone looked for the name and saw an old man in a fat Tang suit walking down the stairs with his hands behind his back.
The old man's height was similar to that of Su Haoran, with broad shoulders and thick arms, making him stronger than many young people.
"President Sun!"
Ding Xiaolong and Zhao Xingsun greeted the old man at the same time.
Ding Xiaolong, in particular, sped up his speech and explained: "President Sun, Mr. Su can indeed be our backer. Even my master has said that none of the seven great masters of Shengzong combined are any match for Mr. Su. He...
…”
"Shut up!"
Chairman Sun was very stubborn and interrupted Ding Xiaolong's words in a cold voice. At the same time, he raised his finger and pointed at Su Haoran and said word by word: "You, a little-known young man, want to participate in the fight against the Japanese delegation to China."
Things? Come on, come on, let me know. I will give you some advice today and teach you how to behave."
"Old man, do you want me to do something?" Su Haoran raised his finger and pointed at his nose.
Dong Shiyu was even more exaggerated. She turned around and asked Zhao Xingsun, "Is your President Sun mentally ill? Isn't it good to live? Why are you seeking death?"
Damn it!
Chairman Sun was very angry when he heard this. He had lived for more than seventy years and was used to hearing praises from others. Today was the first time he heard someone look down on him so much.
What made President Sun even more angry was Ding Xiaolong. He was originally from the Provincial Wushu Association. At this time, he was begging Su Haoran, "Mr. Su, President Sun just has a bad temper, but he is not too bad. Please
You must be merciful!"
"Shut up!"
Chairman Sun yelled: "I, Sun Lunxi, don't believe it. I can't beat a little kid! Come on, come on, don't show mercy to me. If you can pass ten moves in front of me, I will make an exception for you."
Join the Wushu Association and guarantee that you will be a director of the Wushu Association."
Su Haoran sneered and said: "I don't care at all whether I join the Wushu Association or not. But fighting like this is boring. Let's add a bonus. If I beat you, your Wushu Association's library will be open to me anytime and anywhere in the future, okay?"
"Okay!" Sun Lunxi agreed simply.
At this time, Ding Xiaolong and Zhao Xingsun retreated at the same time. Everyone understood that this fight was inevitable and no one could stop it.
A young man who came with Zhao Xingsun came over and pulled Dong Shiyu, asking her to step back too.
But Dong Shiyu waved his little hand and said confidently: "If there is anything to retreat from, it's just a little grandmaster. My brother-in-law can solve it with one move."
Solved in one move?!
Sun Lunxi was so angry that his facial muscles kept twitching. He was angry with Su Haoran, but he even hated Dong Shiyu, a ridiculously beautiful girl.
Immediately, Su Haoran hooked his fingers at Sun Lunxi and said: "Since my sister-in-law said that I can defeat you with one move, I can't make many moves. Come on, if I strike first, you won't even have a chance to make a move."
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"Little beast, I'm calling you crazy!"
Sun Lunxi was furious and hit Su Haoran with his fist.
As a veteran master, Boxing Furnace has reached the level of proficiency. With this punch, Ding Xiaolong, Zhao Xingsun and others behind Su Haoran
, can all feel the terrifying fist force, forming a shuddering pressure.
"Mr. Su, you must be careful!" Even though Ding Xiaolong was very confident in Su Haoran, he was inevitably worried at this time.
Zhao Xingsun's confidence collapsed and he said to himself: "I really shouldn't have let Mr. Su come over, I, I hurt him!"
However, when Su Haoran faced Sun Lunxi's punch, he did not retreat but advanced, and slapped him lightly.
Immediately, the pressure on everyone disappeared, and Sun Lunxi flew six or seven meters away like a kite with a broken string, and fell with a plop in front of the main gate of the Wushu Association.
At this moment, Sun Renxi's outlook on life was shattered.
He was lying on the ground, feeling half of his face swollen, and his eyes were full of hesitation. He even suspected that he was dreaming and that what he had just experienced was not real.
The hall on the first floor of the Wushu Association was quiet for half a minute.
Zhao Xingsun suddenly exclaimed loudly: "Damn it, Mr. Su is so powerful? President Sun is a top grandmaster, but he can't even make a single move in front of him?!"
Ding Xiaolong also had a new understanding of Su Haoran's strength at this time. Recalling the time when he went to find Su Haoran to trouble him, he said with a wry smile: "I was so ignorant back then."
Su Haoran also walked to the door at this time, squatted in front of Sun Lunxi, and asked with a smile: "Where is the Wushu Association library? Can I go read now?"
When Sun Renxi saw Su Haoran's smiling face, she trembled with fright as if she were seeing a devil, and quickly said: "Fifth floor."
"Thank you!" Su Haoran patted Sun Lunxi's chest gently, stood up and walked towards the stairs.
"President Sun, what's wrong with you?"
Just as Su Haoran was walking up the stairs, a young man of medium height and thin body walked into the Wushu Association.
This young man looks very ordinary, but he has a feature that makes people forget it for a lifetime. His left eye has no eyeball, only a sunken dry scar.
"Little luck, little luck, here you go!"
Seeing the person coming, Sun Xilun instantly revived with full blood, turned over and sat up and said, "Look at my face, is it swollen?"
"Yes, who did it?" The young man frowned.
Sun Xilun was clearly in his early seventies, but at this moment, he was like an aggrieved elementary school student who saw his parents and said aggrievedly: "It's that kid. Not only did he beat me, he also wanted to go to the library on the fifth floor to read a book. He also claimed that he wanted to be a child.
The backer of our Wushu Association took the lead in fighting against the Japanese delegation to China. He was so arrogant that he simply didn’t take us seriously."
oh!
The young man turned to look at Su Haoran and yelled: "Stop."
In fact, there was no need for him to shout. Su Haoran had already stopped and even turned around as soon as he heard Sun Lunxi's gossip.
Sun Lunxi's eyes flashed fiercely at this time, and he said: "Boy, I'm old, how can you beat me? If you have the ability, you can compete with him. Have you heard of Zhou Yun, one-eyed dragon, one of the eight horses in the north?
"
"Another Eight Horses of the North."
Su Haoran walked up to Zhou Yun, felt the aura on his body, and said with some disappointment: "It's a pity, too much drinking and sex, it's difficult to make progress."
"So arrogant."
A fierce look flashed in Zhou Yun's single eye, and he reached out with his right hand to clasp Su Haoran's throat, and a series of sharp whistles pierced the air came out from between his five fingers.
Bang!
However, Su Haoran once again waved his arm lightly, and the majestic one-eyed dragon was slapped with blood from the corners of his mouth, and fell out of the main entrance of the Wushu Association with a thud.
Zhao Xingsun's eyes almost popped out of his eyes when he saw it, and he said in great shock: "Ci'ao, another one flies!"