Directly north of the circular school field, in front of a magnificent wooden building, twenty Taishi chairs were lined up, and people with deep breaths sat upright, all of whom cast their scrutinizing eyes on Tang Haoran.

One of them had red and swollen cheeks, and his gaze staring at Tang Haoran was extremely resentful, mixed with a little jealousy.

He is the martial artist Du Shaoqiang who was abolished by Tang Haoran yesterday.

The middle spot is empty.

Tang Haoran saw that the cultivation of these twenty people had actually reached the level of cultivators, which was unimaginable for a martial arts hall.

Of course, for him, one slap can kill them all, and what he is curious about now is that the empty space in the middle should be reserved for the pavilion owner, and he wants to see who the rumored Sima pavilion owner is.

"The Dragon and Tiger Martial Arts Pavilion is not simple!"

Tang Haoran suddenly thought of An Daoping's reminder that the tentacles of the Dragon and Tiger Martial Arts Pavilion had already extended to all levels of China, and this was the real terrifying thing about it.

However, even so, Tang Haoran is as calm as water, or the same sentence, whether you are a dragon or a tiger, if you want to go against the master, one word, "extinguished" is.

"Stop!"

Seeing Tang Haoran and others entering, a martial artist tiger shouted.

The hundred warriors stopped their exercises, retreated to both sides in a neat manner, and lined up in five rows to vacate a large piece of space.

All the martial artists had their eyes flashing, staring at Tang Haoran in unison.

Obviously, the collective cold gaze is also a kind of psychological deterrent, not to mention that a hundred and ten pairs of eyes like knives are shooting at the same time.

If it is an ordinary person, I am afraid that it has already swayed its legs and feet, and An Daoping is an example, although it is not so exaggerated, but several people have a slight nervousness on their faces.

Tang Haoran's face did not change and his heart did not beat, and he said lightly: "Don't play these imaginary things, everyone's time is precious!"

"Arrogance!"

One hundred and ten strong men shouted angrily in unison, and the sound was like thunder, instantly enveloping Tang Haoran and the five people.

"Humph!"

Tang Haoran snorted coldly, and an invisible aura quietly burst out from all around him, turning the incoming sound wave attack into invisible.

"Yes, yes, I understand both psychological warfare and sonic attacks!"

Tang Haoran glanced at the Dragon and Tiger Martial Arts Pavilion again.

He knew that the sonic attack was barely the prototype of the mental attack, which could have the effect of shaking or even destroying the enemy's will to fight. The simplest example, Bruce Lee's strange roar during the fight belongs to this kind.

"You hurt our martial artist, I want to see how many pounds you have!"

With a cold and coquettish shout, a young woman suddenly appeared at the door of the lobby due north, dressed in white and carrying a long sword that flashed cold light.

Damn, Tang Haoran was in a trance again, feeling that he had come to an ancient sect, or that he was making a movie.

However, this girl in front of her is really watery.

A young woman in a snow-colored practice uniform is tall and beautiful, revealing the vigorous and heroic posture of a warrior.

Under the cold wind and the rippling practice clothes, the perfect lines are fully displayed, with a thin waist of willows, full snow peaks, and a jade neck......

The beauty is none other than Sima Caiyun, the daughter of Sima Changkong, the current director of the Dragon and Tiger Martial Arts Hall, and at a young age, she is already a fourfold cultivation of the True Qi Realm, which is really terrifying.

In the Dragon and Tiger Martial Arts Hall, she is undoubtedly the proud existence of the sky.

When she noticed that Tang Haoran was looking at herself unscrupulously, she was immediately so angry that her chest rose and fell, usually, if someone dared to look at her like this, it would be strange if she didn't pull out people's eyes.

"What are you looking at, didn't you hear this girl ask you? Did you injure the martial artist of our Dragon and Tiger Martial Gym?"

Sima Caiyun's eyebrows were raised, and he asked sharply.

At the same time, the other martial artists also cast fierce glances at Tang Haoran!

"Little girl, why are you so angry? it's because they deserve to fight. ”

Tang Haoran smiled faintly, and said in his heart that this girl's appearance is the best choice, but her temper is too domineering.

Little girl?

Sima Caiyun suspected that there was something wrong with her ears, which made her even more angry, and she shouted "look at the move", handed the long sword in her hand, and stabbed Tang Haoran in the air.

"Zheng!"

The silver sword flicked up a sword light, and the fierce sword qi flew towards Tang Haoran.

"Okay, Senior Sister Caiyun makes a move, this kid is good-looking!"

"Yes, looking at his stupid appearance, he may not know that Senior Sister Caiyun's sword qi can hurt people invisibly!"

"It's hard to say, I didn't see Master Shishi's face being beaten by this kid!"

Sima Caiyun suddenly took out his sword, which immediately attracted the applause of all the martial artists, and he felt that Tang Haoran had suffered a lot.

A smile flashed at the corner of Tang Haoran's lips, and with a flick of his fingers, an even more powerful air mass roared out, crashing straight into the oncoming sword qi, making a muffled bang, and the sword qi immediately turned invisible.

"Ah, wouldn't it, this thing actually blocked Senior Sister Liuyun's sword qi!?"

Seeing that Tang Haoran was still standing there in good shape, all the warriors exclaimed.

Sima Caiyun's heart was also slightly moved, of course, her sword was just a temptation, and she didn't use all her strength.

But even so, it is still very rare to be able to break her sword so lightly, not to mention that the other party is so young.

"Little Sister Caiyun, I'll meet this kid!"

A middle-aged martial artist, with a very rough face and a warlike face, got up from a Taishi chair, and while talking, he strode towards the round platform.

This person's name is Sima Liwei, and he is also a four-fold cultivator of the True Qi Realm, ranking second among the many martial artists in the Dragon and Tiger Martial Arts Pavilion, and his strength is quite strong.

"Hehe, are you going to engage in wheel warfare? I'm still in a hurry, call your curator out. ”

Tang Haoran smiled faintly.

"Hmph, engage in wheel warfare? You also think too highly of yourself! If you want to see our curator, let's pass the Lao Tzu level first!"

Sima Liwei shouted coldly, and then stepped out, his waist fell, his fists came out, and he took a fighting posture.

"You mean, if I defeat you, I'll be able to meet your curator?"

Tang Haoran didn't have time to talk about it, he wanted to see the other party in charge as soon as possible and solve the matter completely.

"What an arrogant tone, and you still beat me? Boy, don't think that if you abolish Senior Brother Du, you won't take my Dragon and Tiger Martial Arts Pavilion in your eyes! Lao Tzu wants you to see the essence of the Dragon and Tiger Martial Arts Pavilion!"

Sima Liwei said disdainfully.

"Let's play, you're no match for me!"

Tang Haoran said, with a casual swing of his palm, and then, a scene that made everyone jaw-dropping appeared.

Sima Liwei's body flew backwards strangely, flying upside down for more than ten meters in the air, and finally, he actually landed firmly on his seat.

Damn, this scene is too weird!

Everyone was shocked, especially Sima Liwei, who felt that there was a huge force just now, so that he didn't have any reaction or resistance at all, and he was rushed upside down.

Obviously, if you want to do this, and you don't hurt him, then the other party's cultivation must throw him eighteen streets.

(End of chapter)