"What did you do with that dumbbell?" Li Dalong's face changed for a while, and he asked angrily.

"What have I done, big man, don't just frame a good person. Fang Shaoyang looked at the big man playfully and said.

"You...... Give me the dumbbells. Li Dalong decided that Fang Shaoyang had done his hands and feet before, so the dumbbells couldn't be picked up like they were growing on the ground. And now that the dumbbell is already in Fang Shaoyang's hand, it means that the dumbbell has returned to normal, otherwise how could he pick it up?

"Okay, here you go. The corners of Fang Shaoyang's mouth hooked up a smile, and he handed the small dumbbell in his hand to Li Dalong.

Li Dalong hurriedly reached out to pick it up, but when the dumbbell reached his hand, a mountain-like force suddenly came from his hand.

Bang Dang!

The dumbbell fell to the ground, and everyone's eyes widened, and so did Lee Dalong.

"Damn, what is the coach playing?"

The onlookers were dumbfounded, in their hearts Li Dalong is the enhanced version of Bruce Lee, because Li Dalong himself often said this, so they slowly thought so, and Li Dalong is indeed very powerful.

And now, Li Dalong can't hold a small 2kg dumbbell?

No one figured out what was going on, and Lee didn't figure out why the little dumbbell had become so heavy.

Bang Dang!

"Damn, get out of the way, don't call your pavilion owner out of the way for the uncle!"

Suddenly, the door was kicked open, and a group of people broke into the martial arts hall with a menacing attitude, led by a strong man wearing an elastic vest with an arrogant face.

"Grass, who rushed to our Flying Eagle Martial Arts Pavilion to make trouble, looking for death!"

Seeing this group of arrogant people, the students in the martial arts hall immediately became confused.

These students who practice martial arts have this kind of violent impulse in their stocks, and they usually want to go out and find something to do when they have nothing to do, but now that someone has sent it to the door, how can they stop?

"What are you yelling about, a bunch of little kids, the uncle can pinch you to death with one finger and call your hall master out!"

The strong man led by him was not afraid of the angry trainees at all, and his face was full of anger in the face of dozens of people, as if he could destroy these dozens of people alone.

"Damn, just because you still look for our pavilion master, Lao Tzu will destroy you. ”

A tall student rushed out and scolded angrily.

"Get out!"

The strong man suddenly kicked out and kicked the early senior student in the chest.

Suddenly, the whole person of the high school member flew up and crashed into the crowd.

"Ahh

"I'm cǎo, you still dare to do it!"

"Damn, kill him!"

The students all shouted angrily, but no one rushed up, because the strong man's kick was so ruthless that it deeply shocked these people, and no one dared to be this bird.

Seeing that no student dared to step forward, the strong man suddenly showed a sneer at the corner of his mouth, and mocked without cutting: "This is the Chinese, a group of garbage, cowardly and afraid of things!"

"I'm cǎo, I'm fighting with you!"

Hearing the strong man's words, finally some students couldn't stand it anymore and roared angrily and were about to rush forward.

"Stop!"

At this time, Li Dalong walked out of the crowd and shouted.

"Coach, let me beat him!" the student said with an unwilling face when he saw Li Dalong.

"You're no match for him. Li Dalong looked at the strong man with a solemn face and said.

The strong man also stared at Li Dalong at this time, his eyes showed a cautious look, and he saw that Li Dalong's skills were not simple.

"Are you the owner of the pavilion here?" a cautious flash in his eyes, the strong man asked again with an unshaven expression.

"It's not. ”

Li Dalong shook his head, but added: "But I am the head of the martial arts here. ”

"Martial arts master, that's the best kung fu here, isn't it?" the strong man asked contemptuously.

"What do you want to do? Our Flying Eagle Martial Arts Pavilion can't just make trouble with cats and dogs!" Li Dalong also shot back, not to be outdone.

"Yes, that's good, in that case, we're here to kick the gym, do you dare to fight?" the strong man asked with a sneer.

"Kick the hall, I rub, dare to come to our Flying Eagle Martial Arts Hall to kick the hall. ”

"Damn, who in the entire Zhonghai doesn't know how powerful our Flying Eagle Martial Arts Pavilion is, there is an SB to kick the gym. ”

Hearing that this group of people was actually here to kick the gym, the students rioted again, and they laughed at this group of people for being killed.

Li Dalong frowned and looked at the strong man coldly.

As one of the top martial arts halls in Zhonghai City, the Flying Eagle Martial Arts Hall has come to kick the gym every day for a long time, and at most there are thirteen martial arts halls in one day.

And when those martial arts halls that kicked the gym were beaten by the Flying Eagle Martial Arts Hall, gradually, there were no people who dared to come to the Flying Eagle Martial Arts Hall to kick the hall.

In fact, no one comes to the gym to kick is a very depressing thing for Li Dalong, because no one kicks the gym means that there is no fight, what is the meaning of no fight?

So now when he heard that the other party was here to kick the gym, Li Dalong was not angry.

"Okay, boy, I'll fight you. Li Dalong said with a cruel smile.

The strong man suddenly smiled and shook his head and said: "Don't agree so quickly, you are not fighting with me, and you should understand the rules of kicking the gym, we are very regular kicking gyms, you can kick casually from time to time." ”

Li Dalong's face became gloomy.

Regular kicking hall, although the strong man did not say it explicitly, but Li Dalong also understood the meaning of his words.

For people nowadays, kicking the gym is a competition, and the one who wins is famous, and naturally there are many benefits. However, there is actually a set of rules for the real kicking gym.

That's the loser, you have to give up the martial arts hall to the winner!

Li Dalong is the head of the Zhonghai Branch of the Flying Eagle Martial Arts Hall, but he is not the owner of the hall, and he has no way to make a decision on such a big matter.

"Why, don't you dare?" Seeing that Li Dalong didn't reply, the strong man immediately asked with a sneer.

A flash of anger flashed in Li Dalong's eyes, and he said fiercely: "I can't make a decision on such a big matter, I have to contact the hall owner." ”

"Okay. The strong man nodded, and then said without cutting down: "He is worthy of being the sick man of East Asia, a bad breed!"

"What did you say?" Li Dalong suddenly became angry, and the green tendons on his neck flare.

"You've heard everything I said, and if you're not happy, you'll be kicked out. The strong man said defiantly.

Li Dalong really wanted to fight immediately, but this matter was really not something he could decide.

At this time, all the students in the martial arts hall were eager to go up to face the battle, but even Li Dalong couldn't be the master, so they didn't dare to act rashly, but this did not affect their emotions.

For a while, these guys who kicked the gym became everyone's public enemy, and even many outsiders who came to visit the martial arts hall were also enemies.

"Let's fight. ”

Then a voice sounded in the noise, it was very old and not very loud, but it reached everyone's ears.

The crowd parted left and right, and an old man with gray hair walked out. The old man looked to be in his eighties, but although his steps were faltering, every step was very steady.