Zhu Changjun's words are not good, and he can't wait to serve the Feiyang Martial Arts Hall.

What is the identity of the Chunjiang Martial Arts Museum, the façade of Chunjiang was beaten by two people everywhere, and it was also photographed by reporters on the spot.

If you can't get it back right away, you'll lose your face.

Wu Xiao, as the owner of the pavilion, took the initiative to step forward.

"Master Zhu, it is your apprentice who reverses right and wrong, and fights backwards, although our Feiyang Martial Arts Hall is small, we also know how to respect people. Never let people get through the back door dog hole. ”

Zhu Changjun's face sank and looked at Du Tong.

Du Tong shook his head again and again, denying it on the spot.

"Master, you believe me, the game is about to start, how could I do such a thing, they won the Dongcheng Martial Arts Gym, deliberately provoked us, and wanted to build momentum for themselves. ”

Song Li smiled and looked at Du Tong.

"Edit, continue to write, the script is not as wonderful as you made. Director Dongfang, since you are here, would you please comment on it, are we so boring?"

Zhu Changjun saw it in his eyes, and his heart was disdainful. s3;

His own Chunjiang Martial Arts Hall was going to represent the province in the national competition, and the director of the East was present in person. It is enough to show that he attaches great importance to the Chunjiang Martial Arts Hall.

This kind of small martial arts hall is not self-sufficient, and it is humiliating to ask the director of the East to judge.

Even if Du Tong lied, Director Dongfang would not be on his side.

"Director Dongfang, you are highly respected, since the other party asked you to judge, then please leave it to you, they kicked my door, hurt my disciples, deceived people too much, and even made up such a ridiculous reason as drilling a dog hole. ”

Everyone looked at Dongfang Sheng and wanted to see what he had to say.

Dongfang Sheng looked around and suddenly applauded.

"We martial arts practitioners, what we want is such a blood, I don't think there is anything wrong with Feiyang Martial Arts Gym, strength speaks, fists are the last word, Zhu Pavilion Master, your skills are not as good as others, don't be held responsible, or win it back in the ring." ”

The words fell, and the audience was shocked.

This is the Oriental Director of the Provincial Super Martial Arts Center, he didn't help the Chunjiang Martial Arts Pavilion speak, but helped the Feiyang Martial Arts Pavilion to count them together, which was incredible.

Several reporters swarmed up and surrounded Dongfang Sheng.

"Director Dongfang, is it appropriate for you to help the Feiyang Martial Arts Gym like this, the Chunjiang Martial Arts Gym is a big hit, and it is very promising to win the second place in the province. ”

"Director Dongfang, do you think that the Feiyang Martial Arts Pavilion is superior. ”

"Director of the East. Could you please tell us what you think of the Feiyang Martial Arts Hall? ”

Everyone was gossiping, and the questions were one after another.

Dongfang Sheng smiled faintly and waved his hand.

"I don't deny it, I'm very optimistic about the Feiyang Martial Arts Gym, they are definitely a dark horse this year, but the Chunjiang Martial Arts Gym is also good, let's see in the ring. ”

Dongfang Sheng took the initiative to invite Song Li and the others, and the two sides walked towards the ring in the hall.

Zhu Changjun was snubbed and trembled with anger.

Senior Brother Zhu Lei saw it in his eyes, and his fists clenched.

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