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Zhou Ning stepped forward, and the guns and boring stones that fell on the ground were kicked by him, making a loud noise, and he was silent for a long time: "You lost." ”

The autumn wind blew the loose hem of the martial arts uniform, and when the wind cheered, everyone saw his fighting heart that seemed to be unable to block even the faint mountains.

There was silence at first, and then there was a slight commotion, and they exchanged heads and ears. The battle in front of you, even if you cut out a random clip, is enough to be on the highlights of the previous competitions of the Hidden Dragon Race, is this kind of competition really an ordinary quarter-finals?

"I haven't lost yet, ahem." Wang Yinlin struggled to prop up his body and stood up slowly, "I promised my uncle...... I'm going to beat you out of the, the warrior's daughter ......"

Before he finished speaking, he could no longer support it and fell to the ground in a dejected manner.

The referee wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead, felt so tired, and announced the result: "The first game of the quarterfinals is over, Tai Chi Martial Arts Hall, Zhou Ningsheng ." ”

The crowd was shocked at first, and the surrounding arsenal seemed to be exploding, and bursts of deafening shouts erupted: "Little Fist Saint! Little Fist Saint! ”

Although the vast majority of the audience can't quite understand the thrilling between the two people's moves, and can't read the intrigue between the two top martial artists when they make moves, they have eyes after all, and they can see the earth-shattering momentum of the two of them punching each other, and they can see the smashed railings, flower pots, and smashed brick walls around them, and they can understand the fierceness and wildness when the two sides are bored with guns and sparks. I can understand Zhou Ning's last move like a bombardment like a hegemon's horizontal bar.

Sure enough, he is worthy of being the successor of the boxing saint Shi Qingquan, and he is worthy of the title of the little boxing saint! .

Shen Rou ignored the noise of the crowd, the autumn wind was blowing, the warm sun shone down from mid-air, and half of her body was golden, she tilted her head and looked at Zhou Ning in the ring.

At this time, she also recognized this ant of the day - the day's condensation, by this time he was already a powerhouse in the Burning Sun Realm, in terms of strength, although he was still below himself, but it was not far behind, and what was even more terrifying was that this person's combat consciousness was so strong that it was terrifying, and it was not much better than himself, this was really a top strong enemy.

Dozens of paces away from her, Xuyun also frowned, which was completely different from the ease when he came. The four gates like the overlord horizontal bar made him feel palpitations, and he didn't know if he could withstand his fists with his Wudang palm?

At the other end of the stands, Li Yunsheng, Fang Yunjie and others fell into an extremely suppressed silence, as if they could not accept his defeat more than Wang Yinlin.

"Yinlin still loses."

"White Crane" Lin Yaofu looked into the distance deeply, in the Battle of the Angry Sea 70 years ago, he was in his prime and was defeated in the same move in the world-renowned battle, and had to withdraw from the Yangzhou martial arts world.

Four Door Heads...... This person is a few years younger than Yinlin, and he has already practiced the four doors to the fullest, Zhou Liwen, but he has a good great-grandson.

"Master!"

At this time, Wang Yinlin staggered out of the ring, only then did he see Lin Yaofu, and hurriedly stepped forward to greet, "Master, I lost ......"

Lin Yaofu said coldly: "I saw it, the skills are not as good as others, and I am willing to bow to the wind." What is unacceptable about losing to such an opponent, the way of the warrior is full of thorns, the weak are afraid of failure, only the strong can face failure, such a failure will only spur people, I lost to Zhou Liwen in the battle of the angry sea that day, I did not fall, but redoubled my efforts, which is why I have today. Keep your head up. ”

He swept his gaze over Wang Yinlin, and then swept over Zhou Ning, who stood like a mountain on the other side. After watching silently for a while, Fang turned around and said: "Announce to the outside that the White Crane Martial Arts Hall will begin to accept apprentices, in addition, the harvesting of the Double Ninth Festival in September, I am ready to let the Black Tiger and the Hidden Forest go up at the same time, and take the Dragon King Qing of the Double Ninth Festival for the White Crane Gate, and step back from where I fall, I want to let the White Crane Gate take root in Yangzhou." ”

Chen Hao listened silently and nodded, Su Heihu is the chief of the Crane Eating Sect among the four factions of the White Crane Sect, and he is also one of the ten tigers in eastern Guangdong, he is good at claw skills, and he is unrivaled in the kung fu of lion fighting. Although Su Heihu's Crane Eating Sect and his Sect Crane Sect are faintly opposed, if he wants to capture the Dragon King Qing among the strong and make the White Crane Gate the lion king of this year, I am afraid that he will have to go out.

Lin Yaofu laughed as he spoke, and then flashed a trace of coldness, "Because of my identity, I can't do it myself, when the Black Tiger comes from the east of Guangdong and goes to the Demon Capital to participate in the Hidden Dragon Race, let the Black Tiger and Yinlin visit the door again." ”

Retrieving the stored coat at the service desk, Zhou Ning and the two apprentices walked out of Gaomin Temple while talking, and at the door, he met Shen Rou again, and the woman looked at him quietly.

"I'll admit I underestimated you before. But you wait, and soon, I will take back the title of Little Fist Saint from your hands. ”

Shen Rou's voice was loud, Zhou Ning looked at her, and said very seriously: "I'm waiting for you." ”

He had a hunch that in the near future, he and Shen Rou would definitely have a fight.

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After returning to the martial arts hall, Zhou Ning was even busier in the next few days, after defeating Wang Yinlin, his martial arts name was even more famous in Yangzhou, and invitations to various martial arts meetings came one after another, and on the Internet, there were a large number of his fan forums, and some people recorded and uploaded his various fighting videos. His fame has also been verified in another aspect, the Tai Chi Martial Arts Hall has been full of students recently, and many people have come to apprentice at the door, so another problem has also emerged.

In the first few times, after going back and forth between ancient and modern times, he was not short of money, but in Yangzhou, no amount of money was too much.

This is especially true when it comes to martial arts. It's not surprising that you can't buy anything with money all over your body. In the past few days, Zhou Ning has been busy expanding the martial arts hall, after recruiting a lot of new apprentices, the scale of the martial arts hall is a little insufficient, the current Taiji martial arts hall, the place is not big, but in terms of elegance, it is still good, there are only four courtyards, the main hall is spacious, but the scale of the martial arts hall is too small, and the equipment is too old - now it is still using old-fashioned wooden stakes, but I am afraid that there is only the Taiji martial arts hall.

So Zhou Ning spent a sum of money to buy some new equipment, eliminated some old wooden piles and other things, and spent money to buy a house next door, opening up the partition wall between the two houses. Then in the backyard courtyard where the portal was found, he dug a pond and planted some lotus flowers. A few sycamores were planted next to the pond, and the leaves in the courtyard at this moment turned yellow and fell slowly, which was also a bit elegant. It is conceivable that in summer, the lotus leaves in the courtyard are blowing, and the breeze is blowing, which must be indescribably leisurely and elegant.

In this way, it took nearly ten days, and after taking care of it, the original martial arts field has more than doubled, and now the scale of the martial arts field alone has caught up with the largest martial arts hall in Yangzhou - Zhendong Martial Arts Hall.

It's just that in this way, in addition to the money saved for my sister to practice martial arts, the money obtained from the previous crossings has bottomed out in a blink of an eye......

However, in the past ten days, there was another good news in the martial arts hall, among the disciples recruited before, there was a person named Chen Zhen, a native of the Demon Capital, seventeen or eighteen years old, although I don't know if it was Chen Zhen of the Jingwu Sect, but after a few contacts, I found that his talent was extremely high, and he was upright.

"Come on, come on...... Brother Zhou, meet my newly accepted disciple, who is very talented and very well-behaved and sensible......"

At this time, Ip Man pointed to a thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy next to him who was a little timid, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, and stood in the backyard and introduced Zhou Ning and others casually, "His name is Bruce Lee, he is my new disciple, this talent is no less than I did back then, presumably the revitalization of Wing Chun will depend on him......"

Zhou Ning was drinking water at this time, and when he heard him say this, a mouthful of water squirted out. It can't be that Bruce Lee, right?

After the first conversation, Zhou Ning also probably figured out the background of this young man, the young man was originally called Li Zhenfan, born in San Francisco, USA, his ancestral home is Shunde, Guangdong, and he followed his grandfather to Yangzhou a few days ago.