"I've decided, when my injuries are healed, I'll go to this Ningcheng Martial Arts Hall competition!"

Ye Mu's fists clenched slightly, and the confusion in his heart was swept away. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Participating in the martial arts hall competition is not only to find Zhang Zhen, but Ye Mu also wants this opportunity to hone his martial arts skills.

The so-called endless sea of learning, the innate martial artist is not the end of martial arts, there is another layer of realm above, which is the legendary grandmaster realm.

Ten days later, Ye Mu was discharged from the hospital.

The physical fitness of the innate martial artist far exceeds that of ordinary people, Ye Mu is young and strong, and his recovery ability is very strong, coupled with Liu Feiye's careful care, the speed of physical recovery is very fast.

Seeing that the time for the martial arts competition was approaching, although Ye Mu's injuries were not completely clean, he also began to prepare.

Ye Mu knew at this time that this martial arts hall competition was not something that anyone who wanted to participate in could participate.

Those who are qualified to participate must have opened martial arts halls in Ningcheng for more than three years, so that there are only one or two hundred, of course, this number is also a lot.

Ye Mu is not worried, he is ready to find a martial arts hall at random, as long as he can get a place, it is a big deal to recognize a master.

However, Ye Mu found that what he thought was still too simple.

Liu Feiye went to be busy with the company's affairs, and in a meeting, Ye Mu ran out in a hurry, and first found a "martial arts fighting hall" nearby, this martial arts hall is a Korean-style martial arts hall that teaches taekwondo, Ye Mu inquired, this martial arts hall is not big, and there is a quota for participation.

Ye Mu walked straight in and made his intention clear, but unexpectedly, the other party immediately thought that Ye Mu was kicking the hall.

Ye Mu had no choice but to fight with the hall owner.

The owner of this pavilion is a fifth-level black belt in taekwondo, and he is strong, but he is far from Ye Mu's opponent.

After three or two clicks, the hall owner was beaten down by Ye Mu.

However, Ye Mu's apprenticeship was also in vain.

"Korean sticks, don't know the times."

Ye Mu fought inexplicably, although he didn't suffer a loss, but this senseless fight also made him not feel very good. But he didn't think about it, he changed three martial arts gyms, and the other party thought that he was here to kick the gym, and he couldn't even sit down and talk well.

Of course, Ye Mu won the battle, but he also felt very angry in his heart.

Standing on the side of the road and smoking a cigarette, Ye Mu thought for a while, only to realize that he was still a little naïve.

Warriors and ordinary people are still different after all.

Most warriors value their reputation more than profit.

Although Ye Mu is powerful, at this juncture, he wants to come to learn from the master and help the martial arts hall to make a ranking. Most of the people in the martial arts hall feel that there is fraud in it.

Moreover, no matter which martial arts hall it is, it will not tolerate an outsider to replace his own martial arts hall in the big competition.

Ye Mu felt that his path might be wrong.

Ye Mu threw the cigarette butt into the trash, his expression gloomy, and he was about to go back to Liu Feiye to see if he could think of a way through her social connections.

At this time, two white Wuling Light vans suddenly stopped on the side of the road, the doors opened, and five or six young people jumped out of each car, a total of more than a dozen people, holding wooden sticks, steel pipes and other weapons in their hands, looking murderous.

These young people are all wearing black martial arts uniforms, with "Hongwei Martial Arts Hall" written on the back, Ye Mu knows that Hongwei Martial Arts Hall is a medium-sized martial arts hall, mainly teaching "Hong Boxing" and Sanda. Ye Mu was going to try his luck at the Hongwei Martial Arts Pavilion, but he didn't expect to meet someone from the Martial Arts Pavilion here.

"What are these people doing? It looks murderous, not like a martial artist, without the spirit of a martial artist, but like a gangster. ”

Ye Mu was puzzled in his heart, and his eyes couldn't help but fall on this group of people, and he took a few more looks.

"Look at what to see, and then look at your eyeballs to gouge out, Lao Tzu should be a bubble."

A young martial artist with his hair dyed yellow found that Ye Mu was looking at him, and he was immediately furious, his eyes were vicious, and he shouted at Ye Mu very arrogantly.

If it was an ordinary person, he would definitely bow his head and leave, but Ye Mu was provoked for no reason, and he only felt ridiculous.

Ye Mu stood and didn't move, and his eyes didn't take his eyes off, just looked at the group of people lightly.

If the people of the Hongwei Martial Arts Hall dared to do it, Ye Mu didn't mind teaching them what real kung fu was.

"Fourth junior brother, just a passerby, we have something to do, the master has explained, don't make trouble."

A tall man with a slightly older age and a steady face patted Huang Mao's shoulder and whispered.

"Hmph, count you kid lucky! Lao Tzu just has something to do, get out of here! ”

Huang Mao scolded, and together with the rest of the Hong Wei Martial Arts Hall, he walked into an alley on the side of the road with a stick in his hand.

Ye Mu looked up and saw that on the top of the alley, there was a dirty sign with dust on it, and there were three words written on the sign "Swallow Gate".

"Swallow Gate?"

Ye Mu was stunned suddenly, and his brows furrowed.

Yanzimen is the sect created by "Yanzi Li San", the area of activity is mainly in Hebei, and the power is very large, but it is not possible in Ningcheng, Ye Mu knows a descendant of Yanzimen, that is, the thief Li Bin.

"Could it be that this swallow gate has something to do with Li Bin?"

This kind of battle in the rivers and lakes happens dozens of times a day in Ningcheng City, the police don't care, and Ye Mu won't care about it, but if Li Bin is really involved, Ye Mu is ready to go and have a look.

Not for anything else, just for Li Bin's backbone.

……

Hongwei Wuguan and his party carried sticks, and when they reached the depths of the alley, they saw a dilapidated small house, the door was locked, and the signboard on it said "Swallow Gate".

"Yanzimen, this sect is full of thieves, Jiangyang thieves, and they dare to call themselves martial arts sects, which is really a shame for fellow martial artists! Take this sign off for me! ”

The face of the national character headed by the senior brother was the elder brother, and when he saw the dilapidated signboard of "Swallow Gate", a sneer immediately appeared on his face. As soon as he waved his hand, the juniors and disciples behind him took out their sticks and were about to poke down the signboard of the Swallow Gate.

The signboard of the martial arts hall is nothing in the eyes of ordinary people, but in the eyes of martial artists, it is more important than their own face.

Hearing the chatter outside, someone moving their signboards, the people in the house were furious, and immediately opened the door and rushed out.

The first one is Li Bin.

His face was bruised and bruised with a band-aid, all of which were new wounds, apparently from a recent fight with someone and a terrible beating.

Li Bin saw that someone was actually moving his signboard, he was furious, flew up, like a spear into the forest, and kicked the chest of the person in front with a snort.

Bang!

The man flew straight upside down, flew a full three meters away, and hit a pile of bricks in the corner.

Hebei Swallow Gate, under the teacher of "Swallow Li San".

Yanzi Li San, in addition to stealing things, his light skills are also superb, and his kung fu is all on a pair of legs.

The so-called South Fist and North Leg, Li Bin's move "Feiyan Throwing into the Forest" is a kung fu in poking his feet, although in Ye Mu's opinion

It's commonplace, but in the eyes of the layman, it's clear-sighted.