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Under the powerful charm of money, it only took half an hour to buy a luxurious courtyard here, and the head of the household wrote the name of the master Zhang Yongcheng.

Everything is done, take the title deed and return to the martial arts hall.

"Ah Yun, why are you only coming back now?" Seeing Zhang Chengyun coming back, Shi Niang said with blame: "The food is already cold." ”

"Huh." Zhang Chengyun touched the back of his head and smiled, "Master, is he back?" ”

"You stinky boy remember the master? Don't come over for dinner yet? The food was already cold. Ip Man's lazy voice came from inside.

Zhang Chengyun smiled, sat at the dinner table, and Shi Niang served an intact roast chicken on the table.

"Master, have you gone to see the boxing performance in the afternoon?" Looking at Ye Man, who had a stiff face, Zhang Chengyun said curiously.

"Well, foreigners are very arrogant! Insulting Chinese martial arts is dancing, Master Hong was angry, and he fought with him on the spot and was separated, and the two sides agreed to officially divide the high and low in the ring tomorrow. Ye asked.

"Oh." Zhang Chengyun responded, but he was thinking about whether to save Hong Zhennan.

In the original plot, Hong Zhennan defended Chinese martial arts and was beaten to death by foreigners! By the time of his death, he still maintained Chinese martial arts. This kind of noble sentiment is not shared by everyone who practices martial arts.

With a flash of his eyes, Zhang Chengyun made a decision in his heart, to save his life tomorrow, and never let him be beaten to death by foreigners because of his lack of asthma.

After eating and chatting with Ip Man for a while, Zhang Chengyun continued to exercise on the rooftop.

Ye Man walked out in a strong suit at this time, and under Zhang Chengyun's surprised gaze, he ran around the rooftop, and ran down a hundred laps, Ye Man's face was not red or panting, and his forehead was sweating! Learning from Zhang Chengyun's appearance just now, doing push-ups, five hundred push-ups are done, even with Ip Man's physique, it is a little unbearable.

Shaking his numb arm, Ye Man held his head in both hands, squatted on the ground, and started to do a frog jump, after completing five hundred frog jumps, he walked in front of the heaviest one hundred and fifty pounds of stone locks, and exercised his arm strength with both hands on the stone lock.

After a set of arm strength exercises, Ye Man's arms were sore and uncomfortable, as if he had been filled with water, and he was sour and numb.

Ip Man did not rest, and used Wing Chun boxing to hit the wooden stake, and there was a crackling sound.

After Zhang Chengyun finished exercising, he looked at it silently for a while, and then returned to the room to rest.

The next day, the disciples of the martial arts hall arrived early.

Ye Man actually got up with Zhang Chengyun, had breakfast, and walked towards the teahouse with a group of disciples.

When I arrived at the teahouse, the teahouse was already full of people, all the disciples of the Hong Kong martial arts community arrived, and the major masters greeted each other and Ip Man, and Ip Man also said hello to Hong Zhennan.

Immediately, with a group of disciples, he sat down on the side.

Zhang Chengyun silently glanced at Hong Zhennan, and then at the ring, the tall ring was surrounded by several rope fences, his eyes flashed, and he already had an idea.

After eight o'clock, the foreigner Hercules tornado, with the support of a group of foreigners' brainless fans, walked in arrogantly.

Throwing the things he was wearing and turning into the ring, Hong Zhennan glanced at the tornado coldly, grabbed the ring with both hands, and jumped up easily.

The host walked over, explained the rules to both parties, and shouted, "Let's go!" ”

The two of them stared at each other coldly for a few seconds like prey, and moved almost at the same time.

Hong Zhennan punched with one hand, and between the shots, there was a huge explosion of anger! Use the bright and dark energy to the extreme, and only attack the key points of the tornado, and defeat this foreigner who insults Chinese martial arts.

Not to be outdone, Tornado is a brilliant use of sanda! Although he didn't know how to use the light and the dark, the violent body seemed to have a divine power, and he carried the fist smashed by Hong Zhennan, and the fist wind smashed towards his face.

Zhang Chengyun's eyes froze, this is the dark energy?

He took a deep look at the Hercules Tornado, as if he had thought of something, and used the red envelope system to check his four-dimensional attributes.

Character: Tornado.

Strength: 40.

Constitution: 48.

Dexterity: 30.

Wisdom: 0.4.

Martial arts: Radiation.

Evaluation: Muscular, simple-minded, easy to get with a pack of drugs! It is advisable not to bump into him.

"Huh!" Zhang Chengyun was stunned, he didn't expect the red envelope system to comment on him like this.

Retracted his gaze, looked at Hong Zhennan, who was fully nervous, and looked at his appearance, it seems that his breath is not enough, is asthma already committed?

Shaking his head and standing up quietly, Ye Manruo glanced at him meaningfully and said, "Be careful." ”

"Hmm." Zhang Chengyun responded, and quietly walked to the edge of the ring without affecting the sight of the people around him.

"Bang!"

Taking advantage of Hong Zhennan's lack of energy, Tornado stepped forward and slammed him in the face, knocking him to the ground.

Then you have to rush up and make up the knife fiercely! was stopped by the host.

Hong Zhennan's fall pulled up the hearts of all the people around him, and if it wasn't for the guardrail, he would have rushed up.

"It's okay to insult, but it's not okay to insult Chinese martial arts!" Hong Zhennan got up from the ground with difficulty, his eyes were firm, but his appearance was very miserable, and there was blood all over his body.

The host signaled whether Hong Zhennan could continue to fight, Hong Zhennan nodded in a trance, the tornado had been waiting for this moment for a long time, and with a strange scream, he rushed up with a roar, raised his right leg, and kicked Hong Zhennan's head with a heavy stomping.

"Master, be careful, ......"

Seeing this scene, Hongquan's disciples shouted in despair.

A figure, stepping on the head of the Hongquan disciple, flew quickly, kicked his legs and feet in mid-air, and kicked out more than a dozen shadows in a row, blocking the right foot kicked by the tornado like a thunderbolt.

As soon as the figure landed in the ring, without stopping for a moment, he grabbed Hong Zhennan, who had fainted to the ground, stepped on the guardrail and jumped and landed outside the ring.

Under everyone's stunned gaze, the figure grabbed Hong Zhennan and rushed out quickly, and disappeared in a few jumps.

This sudden scene surprised everyone! When he came back to his senses, Hong Zhennan, who was the protagonist, was gone.

"Haha......"

The foreigner who came back to his senses broke out into a mocking laugh, as one of the protagonists of the ring, Tornado, was even more arrogant, laughing at Chinese martial arts in the ring.

……

Zhang Chengyun rescued the seriously injured Hong Zhennan, rushed to the hospital non-stop, paid the medical bills, and the doctor quickly checked his condition.

An hour later, the doctor came out of the ward and said, "Fortunately, it was delivered in time, if it is delayed any longer, such a serious injury will be added to his original asthma, it will really be too late." ”

"Thank you, doctor!" Zhang Chengyun sent the doctor away and entered the ward.

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