On the twenty-ninth day of the lunar calendar, the day before the Chinese New Year's Eve, most of the Chinese people on this day began to rest at home, playing mahjong with relatives and friends, and gathering with friends who rarely returned, and the time was relaxed and pleasant. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The atmosphere of the Minghui Martial Arts Hall at the moment is also very relaxed.

As the premier martial arts hall in DY City, Minghui Martial Arts Hall has a completely independent 20-story building covering an area of nearly 10,000 square meters in the center of the city as a base!

It is not only famous in DY City, but also thousands of people from the surrounding cities every year!

The Minghui Martial Arts Hall has been on holiday since the twenty-fifth day of the lunar month, and the disciples here at this moment are all locals, some of them are the head of the martial arts hall, and there are many martial artists who graduated from the martial arts hall and went to serve all over the country and even all over the world, taking advantage of the Chinese New Year to come back.

There are quite a few of them, more than 200 of them!

These people gathered together and held a medium-sized martial arts exchange meeting directly in the martial arts training hall to exchange each other's experiences and grow together.

The owner of the Minghui Martial Arts Pavilion also sat in the middle, raising the level of this party several levels at once.

"Stop! Who are you and what are you doing in the martial arts hall? ”

A martial arts exchange meeting is being held in the martial arts hall, and there are still two disciples on duty at the door. At this moment, a young man with a long sword suddenly came to the door.

Now is the holiday period, it is impossible for a disciple to come, so the disciple on duty naturally has to ask.

"Kick the gym!"

Zhao Feng glanced at the two disciples on duty, and his voice did not carry any emotion.

"Nima, what did you say? Kick the gym? ”

One of the disciples on duty, who looked to be in his 30s, burst out laughing.

In his eyes, Zhao Feng, a young man in his 20s, came to the martial arts hall as an apprentice, and came to kick the gym?

Kick your sister!

"Stinky boy, get out! Lao Tzu is in the mood today, I don't want to open meat, how far is it for me to roll out! ”

Another disciple on duty shouted at Zhao Feng with wide eyes.

What he didn't expect was that as soon as his voice fell, Zhao Feng in front of him suddenly disappeared!

In the next moment, Zhao Feng's figure appeared directly beside him from more than ten meters away!

Rumble!

Before he could react, a sharp pain came from his stomach, and his body flew directly into the air!

Bang dang!

With a crisp sound, the man's body smashed through the glass door of the building, and then slammed it on the ground, and several parts of his body were pierced by the broken glass, and the blood flowed!

The man's strength is not weak, he has first-class skills, although he has no internal force to protect himself, but his physical fitness is also very good, these injuries naturally can't hurt his life, but pain is indispensable!

Zhao Feng defeated the enemy with one move, and the disciple on duty who had just spoken first next to him looked a little stupid.

Zhao Feng squinted at him, then turned his head and cast his eyes on the delicate wooden plaque in the middle of the gate, on which the words "Minghui Martial Arts Hall" shone brightly in the sunlight!

A modern reinforced concrete building with a wooden plaque would have been awkward in the past, but now it is very common.

Generally, powerful martial arts halls will be like this, and it seems that martial arts halls have a deep history and a long history!

Zhao Feng glanced at it with slanted eyes, and his body jumped up, passing by in a short distance of three meters.

Rumble!

With a loud bang, the delicate plaque instantly turned into ashes!

Kick the gym, of course, you have to have the appearance of kicking the gym!

Minghui Martial Arts Hall is located in the downtown area, there are many people coming and going around, just now Zhao Feng defeated the disciple on duty, many people thought it was a terrorist attack, and they were ready to call the police.

However, Zhao Feng kicked the plaque, everyone knows that this is the "kicking hall" in the ancient martial arts!

Kicking the hall is a custom of ancient Chinese martial arts, and the general police will not care, and it will be solved by the martial artist confidently!

Therefore, the people who were about to make a call silently put down their mobile phones.

The phone was put down, but the person also stayed.

The Minghui Martial Arts Hall is famous in the city, and now there are people who come to kick the museum, and this excitement is naturally not seen in vain!

There were also people who wanted to pick up their mobile phones to take images, but unfortunately Zhao Feng had already strolled in at this time, and he couldn't see the other party at all.

"Report, someone made trouble, Wang Qiang was instantly defeated by the other party, and he is suspected of being a grandmaster-level master!"

Zhao Feng's figure disappeared, and the remaining disciple picked up the walkie-talkie on his waist and shouted, while helping his companion up.

"Didi ......"

Not long after the voice of the gatekeeper came out, the alarm of the entire building went off.

A dense sound of footsteps rang out on all floors of the building.

"What's going on?"

More than 200 people in the martial arts training hall also heard the alarm, and Wang Zhefeng, the current owner of the Minghui Martial Arts Hall, who was sitting firmly in the middle hall, frowned.

"I'll take a look."

A middle-aged man who looked to be in his 40s stood up from Wang Zefeng's side and walked out slowly.

The middle-aged man named Wang Zheqiang is Wang Zhefeng's younger brother and the deputy owner of the Minghui Martial Arts Museum.

What's more, he has the strength of the middle stage of the grandmaster, and he is only a foot away from the late stage of the grandmaster!

Not to mention such strength in the third-tier city of DY City, even in a higher-level city, there are a number of masters!

With him out, no one present paid attention to the building's alarm, and everyone continued to discuss.

"Deputy Owner"

As soon as Wang Zheqiang went out, he encountered more than a dozen security guards from other floors.

Although these are guards, they were all trained by the martial arts hall before, and their strength is not weak.

Wang Zheqiang didn't speak, nodded indifferently, and then walked out.

After a few steps, Wang Zheqiang stopped along with the guards.

Zhao Feng, who was carrying a long sword, had already come here from outside the gate!

"Boy, who are you? Dare to come to Minghui Martial Arts Hall to make trouble! Without waiting for Wang Zheqiang to speak, the security captain said angrily to Zhao Feng.

Zhao Feng didn't bother to leave the security captain.

A small first-class master, he really can't get into his eyes!

"Wang Zheqiang, do you recognize me?" Zhao Feng said to Wang Zheqiang with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

Although it was a smile, there was no warmth, but a hint of coldness.

"Oh? You are? ”

Zhao Feng, who Wang Zheqiang didn't expect, said this, looked at it carefully several times, and felt a little familiar, but he couldn't remember who it was, and his brows furrowed slightly.

"My dad is Zhao Qintian!"

Knowing that Wang Zheqiang didn't think about it, Zhao Feng took the initiative to mention it.

Today he is here to take revenge, and he naturally wants to let the other party know where today's pain comes from! That's the real revenge!

"Zhao Qintian?" Wang Zheqiang was stunned for a moment, and then laughed: "What? Your father is crippled, and you want to be crippled too? ”

"Crippled?" Zhao Feng smiled coldly, didn't speak, and walked slowly towards Wang Zheqiang.

He's here for revenge, not for bickering!

"Look for death!"

Wang Zheqiang didn't move, and the security captain rushed out first!

Before he came out, he saw Zhao Feng's slap flying his subordinates, he knew that Zhao Feng's strength was not weak, but he himself was also a master in the early stage of the Grandmaster! Nature is not afraid!

Without a weapon, the security captain slashed Zhao Feng's neck with one palm!

The security captain is fierce, Zhao Feng seems to have not seen it, his footsteps are still unhurried, and the target is directed at Wang Zheqiang!

"Die!"

Originally, the security captain still had some strength left, wanting to cripple Zhao Feng so as not to take his life, but now he was so ignored that evil thoughts suddenly arose in his heart, and he wanted to kill Zhao Feng directly!

He's been a mercenary killer, and he has more than one life on his hands!

A few meters away, the security captain just came to Zhao Feng's side, his palm was one centimeter away from Zhao Feng's neck, and he wanted to go further, but he couldn't reach out!

In the middle of his belly, a sword hilt was right there!

Bang!

With a muffled sound, the security captain's body flew upside down for more than ten meters and fell heavily to the ground!

At the moment when he fell to the ground, there was an extra hole the size of a ping-pong ball in the position that had just been held by Zhao Feng, and there was not a lot of blood, but the security captain had already mixed it up!

The pain is very painful, but more than that, it is despair!

The moment he was pressed by the hilt of the sword, a strong internal force entered his body, instantly detonating his dantian!

Since then, not only has he cultivated to the end of his cultivation, he has not been able to practice martial arts since then, his meridians have also broken the total root, he has hands and feet, but he can't use his strength, and he is more useless than a wasted person!

This is completely worse than death for a grandmaster-level martial artist!