"Brother Yun, Brother Yun, what are the pills you are taking? Can it increase your skill? Can you give me one?" Qin Shou saw Zhou Xingyun Gulu swallowing a 'spiritual pill', and quickly squeezed forward to see if it could
I can't ask for one to taste it.
"Here, take one for each of you, Xiaofan, and Jiewen. How about cousin Yang?" Zhou Xingyun was very generous and rewarded each of them with one like giving out candy. Anyway, it's not a rare elixir, compared to the excitement of modernization.
The dosage is far different, at most it is better than the functional sports drinks in the supermarket, which are health pills extracted with taurine, coffee and vitamin B.
"No." Yang Hong shook his head and declined. Zhou Xingyun had been very clever since he was a child, and he did not want to be his experimental subject.
"Brother Zhou, where's mine? Acridine!" Yu Wushuang stretched out a small slap, but Zhou Xingyun slapped her with a big slap, making the palm of her small hand turn red.
"This stuff is very bitter, and women will grow beards after eating it. Are you sure you want to take it?" Zhou Xingyun raised the pill in his hand with a half-smile. Yu Wushuang was young and not suitable for taking pills, so he tricked the little girl into making trouble.
Play.
"No need. With my current martial arts skills, I can fight against the top masters without the help of any medicine!" The little sister Wushuang put her hands behind her back, pretending that it didn't hurt, and secretly kneaded her red palms.
"Beiyan, Zhiqian, you two don't know martial arts. Please hide behind Sister Xiaoqing later and don't run around." Zhou Xingyun was more worried about the two girls who were unable to fight chickens. Fortunately, Xiaoqing's martial arts was sharp.
No matter how chaotic the battle situation is, the two women should be able to be saved.
Zhou Xingyun thought about it and asked Xu Zhiqian and Qin Beiyan to get off the bus early, lest the Wu Teng disciples find out that they are a group of people who are looking for soft persimmons.
For these two beauties with zero combat power, Zhou Xingyun dared to guarantee his life. If there were no Xiaoqing to protect them, the enemy would definitely pinch them and they would not be able to escape even if they wanted to.
"What should I do if there are wounded people?" Qin Beiyan is more concerned about everyone's injuries. It is natural to get injured in a fight, even if it is the enemy. As a doctor, she cannot ignore death.
"Fatal injuries will be treated immediately. Other minor injuries can be dealt with after the incident is over."
If there were emergency hospitals in this era, Zhou Xingyun would really want to call 120 in advance to take precautions. Nangong Ling's restless look of eager to see who could kill whom was not a joke.
"Jianshu Villa is such a joke. You dare to come to the capital to open a martial arts gym with this little ability. Are you blind or mentally retarded? You actually joined such a small gang in the countryside? Look at your current moral character, you are not even a decent person.
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An old man in his sixties, two middle-aged men in their early forties, and more than three hundred martial arts disciples surrounded the Jianshu martial arts gym.
After a fight, Jianshu Martial Arts School has fallen. Now Wu Tengmen escorts more than 100 Jianshu Martial Arts School disciples to the martial arts training ground.
One of the middle-aged men, Boyan, a top martial artist who also led the crowd to settle accounts with Mo Nianxi during the summer martial arts festival, looked around the martial arts field at the dejected Jianshu Villa disciples. He couldn't help but sarcastically scolded the Jianshu Martial Arts School for its false reputation.
, there is not even a martial artist who can fight. The leader of the martial arts gym is actually a middle-aged martial artist who has only reached the top level of 'qi control'. Even the rookies in the martial arts are better than him. It's a shame that he has the nerve to come to the capital to open a martial arts gym and be the master.
"You are using your power to bully others!" Cheng Hao glared at Boyan. More than 300 people from the Wu Teng Sect besieged the Jianshu Martial Arts Hall, bullying the many and ignoring the rules.
"Bullying others with power? Is it necessary? I, Boyan, are not targeting anyone, but you are just a bunch of trash. There are not even a first-rate warrior among the hundreds of disciples, only a few dozen second-rate warriors, and 70% of them are third-rate characters. Who gave you the courage to open a martial arts gym in the capital?
Who gave you the courage to challenge our Wuteng sect!" Boyan suddenly raised his foot, kicked down the martial arts instructor next to him, and trampled him hard under his feet.
"Master! Let me go!" Xuan Jing struggled hard, trying to take care of her seriously injured master, but her arms were tightly held by Wu Teng disciples, so that she could not move.
"Girl, let me tell you, there is no future in the Jianshu Martial Arts Hall. You see how miserable they are, why not come back to the Wuteng Sect with us. I promise you, as long as you are with us, no one in the capital will dare to confront you.
You are disrespectful. By the way, my name is Mai Fei, and my father Mai Changlong is one of the leaders of Wu Teng Sect."
When Mai Fei met a beauty like Xuan Jing, he must be lying if he said he was not attracted by it, so when he arrested the disciples of Jian Shu Martial Arts School, he deliberately went towards the girl, hoping to persuade Xuan Jing to transfer to Wu Teng Sect. He also revealed to the beauty,
My father is another middle-aged man in his early forties, whose martial arts cultivation has reached the top level of 'Guiyuan'.
"You're dreaming!" Xuan Jing scorned her fiercely. Although she had a mission that she had to complete, she was not an ungrateful person. Jianshu Villa had been kind to her, so how could she betray her master?
Besides, the people of the Wu Teng Sect didn’t understand the situation at all. They wanted to cause trouble for Zhou Xingyun? It’s not that she, Xuan Jing, looked down on the Wu Teng Sect disciples. The three hundred soldiers and crab generals alone were not enough to train Zhou Xingyun and others.
Xuan Jing is not blind. She went to Zhou Xingyun's official residence yesterday, which made her understand deeply that the prodigal son of Jianshu Villa, who has always been spurned by the disciples of the sect, is the one who achieves great things by practicing hard work and sharpening his sword for ten years.
Today, Tang Yuanying invited her to the Juxian Building as usual to eat, drink and have fun with many young men from the capital, but she declined politely because Xuan Jing felt that there was no need to be in an argument with Tang Yuanying anymore.
This little woman's vision is so poor that she would put a gem in her hand and regard it as mud. Instead, she would chat with those so-called young men in the capital all day long, thinking that she was enjoying herself. When she wakes up, she will find that she has lost everything.
It's nothing more than a butterfly caught in a spider's web.
Xuan Jing waits and sees, the more fun Tang Yuanying has today, the more painful it will be tomorrow.
"The person you are looking for is not here! Zhou Xingyun is not from our Jianshu Martial Arts Hall! He lives in Yunxia Inn!" Hu Dewei betrayed Zhou Xingyun without hesitation. If he had known that the Wuteng sect would come to kick the restaurant, he should have gone with Zhao today
Hua Hua should follow Tang Yuanying to Juxian Tower instead of staying in the martial arts hall with Xuan Jing.
It's good now, let alone a hero saving a beauty, I'm afraid I'll even suffer.
"Are you a disciple of the sect of Jianshu Villa?"
As soon as Hu Dewei started to speak, Mai Changlong noticed that the sect badge he wore was different from the sect badges worn by many disciples of the Jianshu Martial Arts School. It was of the same grade as the emblems of the martial arts masters.
"I am..." Hu Dewei didn't know what the other party wanted to do by asking this, but he would suffer the pain of physical abuse. He had already decided that no matter what the Wu Teng clan asked, he would tell everything.
However, Mai Changlong obviously had no intention of asking Hu Dewei, because the idiot told them directly that Zhou Xingyun lived in Yunxia Inn, so he had lost his use value...
"Trash!" Mai Changlong had a bad temper. He raised his leg and kicked Hu Dewei, who was being held up by two Wu Teng disciples, flying two feet and hitting the weapon rack.
"This is the disciple of the sect of Jianshu Villa? Do you think it's embarrassing? You may be weak, but you betray your fellow sect regardless of the morality of the world. Is this third-rate sect worthy of your service?" Mai Changlong casually walked around the martial arts field, looking around.
Looking at many Jianshu Martial Arts School disciples, he said: "You are really lucky today. Our Wuteng Sect not only exposes the true face of Jianshu Villa and lets everyone know the faces of the disciples of Jianshu Villa, but also plans to recruit many disciples, as long as you are willing."
, everyone can join our Wuteng sect.”
"Look at him. As a disciple of our sect, his strength is second-rate. Does such a sect have a future? Look at us. There are no less than fifty first-rate warriors here. I'm not lying to you. The Wuteng Sect in the capital has a future.
His martial arts skills are far beyond those of those small sects in remote rural areas."
"You fart! The martial arts of Jianshu Villa has been passed down for hundreds of years, how can you be just a bunch of people... Ugh!" The martial arts instructor was furious. The Wuteng Sect really bullied people too much. I just hated him for not being able to do what he wanted. Otherwise, he would have to let the Wuteng Sect see Jianshu.
The villa is amazing.
The martial arts instructor is so disgusted. In two days, Jiang Chen, the owner of Jian Shu Villa, will bring his disciples to Beijing to participate in the Young Heroes Conference in September. However, he has embarrassed the sect at this time. I really hate it.
, so angry...
"Shut up!" Boyan pushed hard with his feet and pinned the martial arts instructor who tried to resist to the ground. He looked coldly at the disciples of the Jianshu martial arts gym and said with a smile: "Instead of paying tuition to raise a dog, why not come to our Wuteng sect to learn superior kung fu?
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"Let go of my master!" Xuan Jing couldn't bear it anymore, so she used all her strength to break free from the enemy's restraints, pulled out a self-defense dagger and stabbed Boyan.
It is true that even if Xuanjing tried her best, she would not be able to defeat the top masters, and her fate was obvious, as Boyan captured her alive in the blink of an eye.
"The girl is very courageous. Come here, tie her up and take her back to the helm. I want to see how long she can be brave!"
After hearing this, Mai Fei hurried forward and tied up Xuan Jing with all kinds of tricks. Now he would have something to do when he returned to the helm. He had to seize the opportunity and treat this pretty girl with kindness and power.
"I'll ask you again, is there anyone who is willing to abandon the dark side and join the martial arts sect?" Mai Changlong said still tepidly. Many Jianshu Martial Arts School disciples already showed hesitation.
Not everyone is like Xuan Jing, who joined the Jianshu Martial Arts School since childhood. At least half of the hundreds of people here are new disciples who joined this year.
Among the forty or fifty new disciples, half paid money to come to the martial arts hall to learn basic self-defense techniques. The other half came to apply for jobs. Like interns, they trained in the Jianshu Martial Arts Hall and gained the trust of the instructors so that they could go to Jianshu.
Work as an escort in Shu Escort Bureau.
In other words, these people have no feelings for Jian Shu Villa, they just join the martial arts gym temporarily to make a living. Now that the Wu Teng Sect offers better conditions to teach martial arts, these people will definitely be moved...
"Think clearly, you only have one chance." The sixty-year-old man standing quietly in the middle of the martial arts field suddenly spoke, and a powerful momentum emerged spontaneously, which made the martial arts disciples almost breathless.
A new disciple of the Jianshu Martial Arts School experienced the aura of a top master and immediately couldn't help shouting: "I am willing to join the Wuteng Sect!"
"Very good, those who know the current affairs are heroes. What's your name, little brother?" Mai Changlong waved his hand and motioned for the surrounding Wu Teng disciples to step back, so that the surrendered friends could come out and set an example.
"Master, please accept Huang Han's bow." Huang Han immediately bowed and bowed.
"Get up." Mai Changlong raised his hand gently, acquiescing to accept him as his disciple.