In the martial arts hall, when Qian Dajiang came, his strange outfit and arrogant expression had already been seen by Yang Gan, who was in front of the apprentices. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Are you here to learn martial arts?"

Yang Gan saw that although Qian Dajiang had no force in his body, he stepped on the ground while walking, and his muscles were solidly condensed, and his strength was faintly extraordinary, unlike ordinary people, and he had already attached importance to it in his heart.

"It's a good seedling, but it's a pity that it's a little too old."

Yang Qian thought in his heart, he wanted to wait for the end of this set of boxing techniques to receive this strange guest with a sunspot in his arms and ask him about his intentions, but he didn't expect it.

"You go and find Zhou Hong!"

Qian Dajiang craned his neck and looked at Yang Qian with no one in his eyes, as if he was the master of the martial arts hall.

"A bunch of beam-jumping clowns!"

He thought to himself, with a sneer on his face, ignoring the scene of the apprentices around him closing in their fists and approaching forward, and stood firmly in the middle of the field.

"Look for death!"

"Where's the thing, call him out!"

"Break his leg, after something happens, I'm responsible!"

Qian Dajiang's ridicule played a useful role, only to see that after the apprentices heard someone chanting their master's name, they were immediately angry and surrounded one after another, wanting to give Qian Dajiang a lesson that he would never forget, but after seeing that their senior brother Yang Qian did not move.

"Could it be that this person knows the master?"

Everyone thought about it, but they couldn't figure out the doorway, they were afraid that this person would be a friend of the master.

"Then we estimate that it will be miserable!"

Everyone thought in their hearts, so they didn't dare to make a rash move, and they all looked at their senior brother.

"Excuse me." Yang Qian turned around and looked at Qian Dajiang.

Although he was also angry at Qian Dajiang's rudeness, as the senior brother of everyone, he still arched his hand and said, "What are you looking for my master?"

"What do you care about me?"

Qian Dajiang was impatient, interrupted Yang Qian's words, and after glancing around, he saw that everyone dared to be angry and dare not speak, so he was even more proud.

I saw him holding his hands behind his back and shouting in the martial arts hall: "Who is Zhou Hong, I.."

"I am Zhou Hong."

As the majestic voice sounded, footsteps came from the stairs, Zhou Hong walked down from the stairs, looked at the strange figure in the field and asked, "Who are you?" What are you looking for me? ”

"I... You.." Qian Dajiang was stunned.

He thought that he was not afraid of Zhou Hong, but when Zhou Hong appeared in front of him, looking at Zhou Hong's appearance, remembering the scene of his slaughter in the reincarnation world, he still beat a drum in his heart, and after the word 'I', he suddenly stammered.

"You came to me, and now I have arrived!"

But Zhou Hong didn't care what Qian Dajiang guessed, he saw him walk into the field step by step, looking at Qian Dajiang with angry eyes.

He was in the room pondering how to break through in the middle of the congenital stage, and after meditating for three days, he didn't expect that there were just some signs, but they were broken by the person in front of him.

"Damn it, it's a bad luck for me!"

Zhou Hong suppressed the anger in his heart, the sound of firecrackers like thunder sounded all over his body, looked at Qian Dajiang, who was hesitant, and said word by word: "If you are looking for provocation, you will stay here today.."

In the martial arts hall, Zhou Hong's voice echoed, mixed with a heavy murderous aura, which made Qian Dajiang's hairs stand on end.

"Shoot him!"

"Shoot him!"

And the apprentices, after seeing that this person didn't know their master at all, thought in their hearts that the opportunity to make meritorious contributions in front of their master had come.

So after each of them picked up the weapon rack and took the real guy in it, they suddenly came with a surge of brains.

"I dare to disturb my master's Qingxiu, it doesn't matter who comes today, I, Zheng Yong, have to pump your tendons!"

A loud shout sounded, and I saw a big man with a big shape, picking up an iron rod of about fifty catties, dancing in the wind, and smashing towards Qian Dajiang.

And just look at this strength, if you go down with a stick, you don't need to pump the tendons, it's definitely a head jump, and you can't die anymore.

"Last time I was with the master, after killing a man named Li Can, the master cared about me a little, it seems that the old man of my family said it well, and the feelings of seeing blood together are deeper!"

Zheng Yong's family is quite powerful, and there is really no problem in killing one or two people.

"Boy, blame you for not having long eyes!"

swept away with a stick, Zheng Yong's eyes showed a bloodthirsty light, as if he had seen the scene of blood splashing, and his master's relieved eyes.

"Die!"

The more Zheng Yong thought about it, the more excited he became, and in a roar, the steel rod crossed the crowd, looking at Qian Dajiang with a confused look in front of him, and was waiting for the stick to be knocked down.

"Stand down!"

I saw that Zhou Hong frowned and opened his mouth in the middle of the field, and the sleeves of his practice uniform waved, forming a gust of air, sweeping over the steel rods with at least hundreds of catties of strength.

Bang—

A dull voice sounded, and Zheng Yong, who looked stunned, and his steel rod were blown to the wall by the wind.

"What's going on?"

The scene changed too fast, and when the students saw it, they hurriedly stopped their pace and couldn't help but wonder.

"Could it be that the master wants to kill this person with his own hands?"

Everyone thought about it, and they all put down their weapons and looked at the field curiously.

"Master."

The voice sounded, and I saw Zheng Yong falling from the wall, but he didn't suffer any injuries, and after Ma Li got up, he carefully asked Zhou Hong, who was expressionless in the field, "Who are you?"

"You follow me upstairs and talk about it."

Zhou Hong ignored everyone's doubts and Zheng Yong's inquiry, and after saying something to Qian Dajiang, he turned his head to look at Yang Gan and said, "Go on."

"Yes, master!"

Yang Qian gave up his hand, and after seeing the master and the strange person go upstairs, he had a little guess in his heart.

"Could it be that the man is also a detached one?"

Thinking in his heart, Yang Qian's elegant face did not change at all, and he looked at the curious crowd: "Stand in line, next, it's Xingyi.."

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Second floor.

"Brother Zhou, look?"

In the room, Qian Dajiang looked down at Zhou Hong, after the incident that he was about to be beaten to death with a steel rod before, he never looked arrogant when he entered the martial arts hall.

"I'm still an ordinary person!"

Qian Dajiang was thinking in his heart that he would gain extraordinary power in the future.

"Or when there are stronger subordinates than Zhou Hong, we will take revenge today!"

Although he hated today's events in his heart, Qian Dajiang held a cup of tea in both hands at this time, slowly handed it to Zhou Hong, and said carefully: "When will we start?"

"It's not early."

Zhou Hong took the teacup and put it on the table, he didn't care about Qian Dajiang's hateful eyes, and said calmly: "Wait for tomorrow afternoon, I will send someone to inform that after gathering the major consortia, we will discuss this matter at that time, and you can stay in the martial arts hall tonight."

After speaking, Zhou Hong waved his hand and motioned for Qian Dajiang to go out.

"Okay, okay."

After Qian Dajiang got the answer, he hurriedly nodded, but he didn't care about Zhou Hong's boredom.

"Hey, just scare me and me, Zhou Hong, you really have the ability to not listen to the orders of the city lord?" Qian Dajiang was proud in his heart, and when he walked to the door, he also turned around to learn the etiquette of a martial artist, hugged his fists and said to Zhou Hong: "Thank you, Brother Zhou, see you tomorrow!"

The words fell, and with a bang, the door was shut.

"Whew.."

Zhou Hong let out a long breath, looked at the teacup on the table, bitter in his heart, and recalled an indifferent word that suddenly appeared in his mind before.

"Help.. Qian Dajiang.. Yes.. No Rewards: Fail.. Dead .."