In the Bozhong Boxing Gym, more than 20 students gathered together in a low atmosphere.

Without him, the competition with the Huang Jun Martial Arts Hall was put on the agenda, and the first main force Renault was actually assassinated.

A group of students were indignant and scolded.

"Damn the Huang Jun Martial Arts Hall, they must be doing ghosts."

"Yes, in the future, I will see the people of the Huang Jun Martial Arts Hall and fight it once."

"Let them not dare to appear openly in the Ancient Nine Cities."

"I heard that Duan Peng of the Huangjun Martial Arts Hall also died, it can't be such a coincidence."

One sentence woke everyone up, and they all felt an inexplicable depression.

Today, Zhang Bozhong suddenly disappeared, and the students could not find the principal.

Together, they began to wonder whether to re-elect a leader.

As the iconic figure of the Bozhong Martial Arts Hall, he led everyone to attack the Huang Jun Martial Arts Hall.

However, the matter of Duan Peng and Renault is ahead.

Among the students, no one dared to be the first bird, and they did not have the strength to provoke the beam.

"Squeak"

The door of the martial arts hall was suddenly closed, making the atmosphere of the martial arts hall even more depressing.

After the students were curious, they found a person standing at the gate.

This person wears a mask, as if crying but not crying, but smiling but not laughing.

"Who are you?"

"Dare to come to the Bozhong Martial Arts Pavilion to pretend to be a ghost, you are tired of being crooked, right?"

"Let's go up together and capture this person to see who it is."

The masked man raised his hand to stop it and said, "Wait, there's no rush to fight. ”

"You can treat me as Renault, or you can treat me as Duan Peng."

"Fart, what qualifications do you have to compare with Senior Renault." The cadets were furious.

The masked man was not in a hurry: "Don't worry, listen to me." ”

"I'm not here for anything else, just to ......"

The masked man paused for a moment and said word by word: "Kick the hall." ”

The masked man moved, and he strode forward as he spoke.

"I'll teach you a lesson for Zhang Bozhong's seniors."

"Let you know that there are people outside the sky."

"Let you know that martial arts are all the way without fists and feet."

"What is martial arts, strengthening the body is martial arts, and continuing the inheritance of predecessors is the way."

"Whether it's a fist or a leg, it's all the way left by the predecessors."

At this time, a student from the Bozhong Martial Arts Hall rushed to kill.

The boxing fight was completed, and the play seemed wonderful.

The masked man is Ji Qiu, who was invited by Zhang Bozhong to teach these students who have no one in their eyes.

Ji Qiu has won the true biography of Zhang Bozhong, and knows all Zhang Bozhong's boxing techniques.

Stop slightly and lift one leg.

The soles of the feet pass between the two fists and kick them directly in the face.

The next moment, Ji Qiu pulled his legs and rushed forward, as fast as a cheetah.

I saw a student volley in the air, and another person flew out sideways.

Ji Qiu shouted: "Martial arts have been inherited since ancient times. ”

"Short-sightedness can't tolerate others, how can you talk about martial arts."

Ji Qiu put his hands behind his back, and turned sideways to dodge the oncoming long sword.

Ji Qiu bent on one knee, and the sword-wielder who hit him curled up.

"He, he used the Yellow Army leg method." Someone has sharp eyes and sees Ji Qiu's heels.

Before it was time for the game, someone from the Huangjun Martial Arts Hall came to the door.

It is equivalent to insulting the students of the Bozhong Martial Arts Hall, and everyone is furious.

"Go together, abolish him."

I don't know who shouted, and everyone moved in unison.

Seeing more than a dozen people rushing towards the opposite side, they were all in the same boxing fight.

Ji Qiu is still holding his hands behind him, calm and calm.

The students on the opposite side were getting closer and closer, and Ji Qiu rushed forward.

Raise your legs and split in one go.

The student who rushed to the front fell to the ground with a pop.

Ji Qiu picked up the man on his toes, turned around and kicked the man sideways.

Full of strength, the dozen or so people who flew sideways and hit the student leaned back.

Ji Qiu rushed forward and kicked several times in a row.

A group of students, who were already unstable, crackled and fell down.

Ji Qiu looked around at the remaining few people, and his tone was not good: "Do you want to accept it?" ”

"Ah, I hacked you." One man with a sword, slew in anger.

Ji Qiu jumped up on the spot and swept with one leg.

The sword was taken off, and the sword-bearer flew out.

"Since you're not convinced, just lie down and forget it."

Ji Qiu closed the coffin, and then acted resolutely.

Half an hour later, the door of the Bozhong Martial Arts Hall opened.

A masked teenager stepped out of it and looked up at the second floor opposite.

Nod your head lightly and gesture to complete the task.

……

The Ancient Nine Cities Stadium was overcrowded, all to watch the match between the Bozhong Martial Arts Hall and the Huang Jun Martial Arts Hall.

Seeing that the time was approaching, the players of the Huang Jun Martial Arts Hall in the preliminaries were confused.

"What's the situation, if the people from the Bozhong Martial Arts Hall don't come again, they will abstain and admit defeat."

"It's better to admit defeat, let's pick up a victory for nothing."

"Look, there's a new face standing in the ring."

"Who is he?"

"Like, it's like a doctor from a medical center."

If you say a word to me, I can't figure out what is going on in the Bozhong Martial Arts Hall today.

Until the start of the game, there was still no one in sight.

There was only a thin young man, standing proudly in the ring.

The people in the Huang Jun Martial Arts Hall finally understood that this was a posture of picking a martial arts hall by one person.

Although Duan Peng died unexpectedly, there are still many students in the Huang Jun Martial Arts Hall.

Even if it is a wheel battle, it is enough to drag the teenager in the ring down.

Some people think that the Bo Zhong Martial Arts Hall is arrogant, and some people think that the teenagers in the ring are ignorant.

The students all looked at the hall owner Huang Jun and asked him to decide.

Huang Jun said amazingly: "Admit defeat, you don't need to go up and lose face." ”

"I don't accept the hall owner, you are trying to destroy your prestige."

The strength of the speaker Liu Mao is second only to Duan Peng, and he is qualified to be the young spokesperson of the Huangjun Martial Arts Hall.

Huang Jun shook his head helplessly: "There are people outside the world, the facts are in front of you, it doesn't matter whether you accept it or not." ”

Liu Mao continued: "I only know after the fight, please allow me to go up and try it." ”

Huang Jun looked around at the people he was with and asked, "Do you all want to give it a try?" ”

"Uh-huh, uh-huh." The trainees brushed the chickens and pecked the rice.

"Well, if you suffer some losses, you will grow faster." Huang Jun nodded.

"Whoever falls in love with him, I won't stop you."

Huang Jun ignored the crowd and left alone.

Far away, leaving a sturdy figure.

"I'll come, and I'll kill him in ten moves." Liu Mao was aggressive.

Be the first to jump into the ring.

"Boy, give your name."

Ji Qiu didn't pay attention to it at all, and turned his head to look at the referee.

Asked, "Can you start?" ”

The referee gave the order and signaled the game to begin.

Liu Mao felt ignored and became more and more angry.

"Arrogance."

"Look at my illusory legs."

Liu Mao supported the ground with one hand, and his figure swept forward.

The legs are linked, as if real and illusory, and it is difficult to distinguish between truth and falsehood.

I saw Ji Qiu turn sideways slightly, and easily dodged his dazzling legs.

The "bang" punch directly knocked Liu Mao out of the ring.

Ji Qiu looked at everyone in the Yellow Army Martial Arts Hall from afar, and his voice was like a bell.

"Don't waste time, let's do it together."

"Arrogance."

"Damn."

The angry scolding sounded one after another, and Ji Qiu just smiled back.

Then, it is the majestic demeanor of one person to dominate the group.

Ji Qiu, in one day, became famous, and everyone in the ancient nine cities knew it.