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Liu Zijun's smile froze on his face, he turned his head to look at the door, his eyes were almost spewing fire, this bastard had ruined his good deeds again!

At the same time, Liu Zijun felt extremely disappointed about Chen Yun's reaction.

Could it be that the brother-sister friendship between me and her for many years is not as good as a stranger who has only known each other for a few days? Shen Lei is back, is it worth your happiness?

Liu Zijun's heart was empty, but he still didn't want to give up, so he suddenly covered his stomach and showed a painful look on his face: "Little junior sister, you better help me bandage it quickly, but it hurts me to death." ”

"Oops, I almost forgot, I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Chen Yun hurriedly apologized.

"Old Seven, since Senior Brother Shen is back, you can go open the door to greet you." Liu Zijun winked.

Wang Hong and Liu Zijun had a very good personal relationship, and they immediately understood, knowing that the other party wanted to let him drag Shen Lei as much as possible and buy time for him, so he nodded and walked towards the gate.

Liu Zijun is in love with Chen Yun, as a friend, Wang Hong is actually not very optimistic.

Chen Yun's attitude is obviously refusal, and she can't be blamed, if it's not suitable, it's inappropriate, love is such a thing, no matter how reluctant you are, it's useless.

In contrast, Liu Zijun is a bit of a mess, but Chen Yun has a good personality and doesn't care, and after refusing many times, he silently keeps his distance.

When there were no competitors before, Liu Zijun couldn't catch up with Chen Yun, but now that Shen Lei has appeared, Chen Yun obviously has a good impression of this person, in this case, Liu Zijun is even more hopeless.

Thinking of this, Wang Hong couldn't help but sigh.

Second Senior Brother, Second Senior Brother, Senior Brother, I can only help you block it for a while, whether you can catch up with the little junior sister or not, it's all up to you.

Knock knock!

As soon as Wang Hong walked to the martial arts training ground, there was another knock on the door, this time it was deafening, almost slamming the door.

And this impolite knock on the door, which does not seem to stop, is louder and louder, it is simply noise, and it makes people feel bored to listen to.

Wang Hong felt more and more puzzled, although he stood on the same position as Liu Zijun and rejected Shen Lei, he himself actually didn't hate the other party so much, and even felt that thanks to Shen Lei, the martial arts hall had saved the day many times.

In addition, some of Shen Lei's performances in dealing with people and things on weekdays also made Wang Hong secretly admire and sigh to himself.

Such an unqualified knock on the door doesn't seem like something Shen Lei did at all.

However, Wang Hong didn't think much about it, but shouted loudly: "Come on, knock on what!" So saying, he walked to the door, and reached out and opened it.

Outside the door, it was not Shen Lei, but a group of strangers, their eyes were sharp, their breath was long, Wang Hong saw it, he knew that they were all practitioners, everyone was not simple, at least not lower than their own strength.

Especially the old man standing in the middle of the crowd was even more unfathomable, and the breath alone was enough to make Wang Hong feel suffocated.

This feeling reminded Wang Hong of being bullied in the corner by a group of social gangsters when he was a child, and that sense of oppression made him very uncomfortable, and it was for this reason that he decided to practice martial arts to make himself stronger and not to be bullied by others.

"Who are you?" Forced by the momentum of everyone, Wang Hong took a deep breath and asked cautiously.

"What's your name?" The young man who knocked on the door asked in a rough tone.

Wang Hong frowned, feeling that this person was really rude, but after thinking about it, this person was so rude when he knocked on the door, which was enough to show what kind of temper the other party was.

These people were obviously not good, and Wang Hong felt that it was better not to have a conflict, so he truthfully said his name.

"Wang Hong, right? Okay, so what kung fu path are you good at? Jia Chun asked.

Wang Hong glanced at him, he had practiced Wing Chun for ten years, and it was self-evident what he was good at.

On weekdays, he is also very confident in himself, looking at the entire martial arts hall, except for the owner of the Chen Pavilion and the senior brother who has been wandering all the year round, no one can compare to his Wing Chun attainments.

It's just that when he saw Shen Lei's Wing Chun, he was already disheartened and didn't dare to say that he played Wing Chun very well.

Therefore, hearing Jia Chun's question, Wang Hong hesitated for a moment, not knowing how to answer.

In Jia Chun's opinion, Wang Hong just refused to answer, and suddenly became furious, he was just a student of a small martial arts hall, and he dared to put on a score? Don't look at yourself or anything!

It seems that if you don't give these rural people a little color, they don't know that the sky is high!

Thinking of this, Jia Chun immediately raised his foot and kicked Wang Hong's abdomen.

Wang Hong didn't expect the other party to suddenly hit someone, so he was taken aback, and subconsciously put on a defensive move of Wing Chun, blocking Jia Chun's kick with both hands.

The people present are all martial arts practitioners, what kung fu path can be seen at a glance, Jia Chun is no exception, a sarcastic smile hung on the corner of his mouth: "Yo, okay, Wing Chun!" ”

Immediately afterwards, Jia Chun also took a Wing Chun starting pose, obviously also using Wing Chun to fight Wang Hong.

Seeing the other party's provocation, Wang Hong's bloody nature also came up, he had practiced Wing Chun for ten years, except for Shen Lei who gave him a great blow, no one had let him suffer.

Wing Chun?

Fuck you, come on!

Both sides use Wing Chun to fight, this boxing itself is known for its fastness, the two fists and feet collided, it can be described as dazzling, in just a few minutes has passed nearly a hundred moves.

The further he plays, the more Wang Hong can find his state, after all, he has worked hard for ten years, and experience alone can crush many people.

And Jia Chun is getting more and more anxious, his strength is generally better than Wang Hong, but he just wants to show off his skills in front of Yan Zhengjian and his colleagues in the association, and uses Wing Chun, which he is not particularly good at.

Originally, Jia Chun looked down on the other party, just a small martial arts hall in a remote area, what master could he have?

But as soon as they fought, Jia Chun understood that he was wrong, this bastard's Wing Chun still has something, at least much stronger than himself.

The reason why he passed a hundred moves was entirely because Jia Chun was slightly better than Wang Hong in terms of comprehensive strength, so he would not be defeated, but this was also a strong support, and if he continued to fight with Wing Chun, Jia Chun knew that he had to lose.

Jia Chun is representing the Jiangcheng Martial Arts Association, and he has just been promoted by Yan Zhengjian, if he loses to an ordinary student in the small martial arts hall, he has to laugh and be generous.

This is related to his future and future development in the martial arts industry, and he must not lose or lose!

You can't lose!!

Thinking of this, Jia Chun took out a few silver needles from his waist and threw them while others were unprepared. Wang Hongzheng was playing hard, he never thought that the other party would play yin, and at a glance, he saw a cluster of silver needles shooting head-on, shocked and angry, and hurriedly subconsciously blocked it with his arm.

Although he blocked this fatal protrusion, his arm had been pricked by a needle, and Wang Hong's reaction immediately slowed down by half a beat, and a touch of pain flashed on his face.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Jia Chun made a few false moves in front of Wang Hong, and then slapped his yin leg, hitting Wang Hong's vital point, Wang Hong was in pain and hurriedly clamped his crotch, and Jia Chun's next side kick had already burst into the face.

Bang dang!

Wang Hong was directly kicked in the face, and his body directly slammed the door to pieces, and he fell on the floor of the martial arts training ground in embarrassment.