The people in the room, a large area came out at once, everyone was wearing white taekwondo costumes, holding weapons in their hands, and surrounded Ye Cuo and Qin Hao.

Each of these people has a fierce complexion, bare feet, and is about 1.9 meters tall.

Qin Hao, who was surrounded in the middle, looked particularly short.

Qin Hao's courage has never been very big, but at this time, he can see that although there is still a trace of fear in his eyes, he is still carrying the wooden board that kicks the hall.

Even if the opponent's weapon was about to poke in the face, he still straightened his waist and glared at the other party with angry eyes.

A lean man, dressed in a taekwondo costume, with a black belt tied around his waist, a rigid complexion, and a whole person's temperament, he looks a little similar to Ito, the sword demon of Iga Island, he met before.

Or this kind of relatively strong master, all of them are this kind of aggressive aura.

The martial artists of China not only pay attention to martial arts, but also pay attention to the cultivation of the mind, and in the end, they give people a very calm and natural feeling.

Foreign martial artists, on the other hand, only practice martial arts, do not cultivate their minds, and their killing spirit is relatively heavy.

"Who are you?" the man spoke in stiff Chinese, looked up at the broken plaque on the ground, and then at the height of the door, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, "You are the one who came to challenge me?"

Ye Cuo stretched out a finger and shook it.

This man is the father of the Goryeo student who was injured by Ye Tso before, Jung Jae-ho, who is known as the No. 1 master of Goryeo.

"Isn't it a challenge?" Zheng Jae-ho's face stiffened, with a hint of disdain in his eyes, as if he was looking at a small ant, "Then what do you want to do?

The corners of Ye Cuo's mouth hooked up a cruel smile: "Kill!"

He raised his leg suddenly, and kicked a fly, and the person standing in front of him was kicked in the chest by Ye Cuo before he could react, and with a bang, the whole person was kicked and flew towards Zheng Zaiho.

This kick was extremely fast, Ye Cuo was full of hatred, and he completely used all his strength.

The man was still in the air, and he died. All the bones in the chest were directly broken and inserted into the internal organs, and there was no hope of survival at all.

The person who weighed more than half of the pounds, like a cannonball, flew towards Zheng Zaihao, and his speed and strength were surprisingly fast.

Zheng Jaeho's brows jumped, and he didn't dare to catch his disciple, so he could only flash and let the whole person fly in from the gate.

The man was kicked by Ye Cuo, flew into the martial arts hall, and with a bang, slammed a weapon rack into the ground, and still didn't stop, sliding on the floor for a long distance, hitting the wall, leaving a trail of blood.

Zheng Zaiho's eyelids jumped a few times, and he turned his head to look at Ye Cuo: "Who are you?

Ye Cuo sneered: "I'm nothing, I came here today just to tell you that no matter which country's number one master you are, if you love Huaxia, it's not your turn to be wild." ”

Zheng Zaihao's fists snapped, and he sneered: "It turns out that you want to be chivalrous and righteous, you Chinese people, haven't you long ago thrown your sense of justice into the sea?" Okay, since you want to be nosy, I can also tell you that the ashes of that little girl are in my martial arts hall." If you have the ability, take it today, and if you can't take it, I will spill the ashes in the toilet in front of you. ”

After speaking, he waved his hand, and everyone else immediately surrounded him.

"Wait!" Ye Tso waved his hand.

"What, boy, are you scared? Unfortunately, it's too late. Zheng Jaeho stood at the door, holding his arms, he had already moved to kill Ye Cuo in his heart, and he must kill Ye Cuo today.

And Ye Cuo didn't want to do it like this on the street, he didn't want too many people to see it: "I'm here to kick the gym, don't you even dare to let me in?"

Zheng Zaiho's eyes narrowed, and he said coldly: "My martial arts hall is open to all Huaxia people, but it's a pity that few of you dare to come in." ”

Ye Cuo turned his head to look at Qin Hao: "Qin Hao, are you afraid?"

"I'm afraid!"

"What then?"

"!"

Qin Hao carried the wooden board and stood behind Ye Cuo, Ye Cuo walked forward, he followed, the expression seemed that even if Ye Cuo went up the knife mountain and went down to the sea of fire, he would always follow behind.

Ye Cuo sneered, and the two of them walked forward, but they were like thousands of troops, and the momentum was magnificent, which made those people in the martial arts hall a little frightened.

"You can't go in, you can't go in!" a woman's voice suddenly came from the periphery.

Ye Cuo turned his head and saw that it was the mother who had lost her daughter before, she was not afraid of these people with weapons at this time, pushed away the people standing on the periphery, rushed in, and reached out to grab Ye Cuo's arm.

"Little brother, you can't go in, they are not people, they are devils. They kill people without blinking, you don't go in. The aunt cried as she spoke.

Zheng Jaeho stood at the door and sneered: "Little brat, did you see the end of going against us?" Tell you, after today, your mother will also appear here, and use the same words to warn the next person who wants to enter the martial arts hall, hahahahahaha." ”

Zheng Zaiho laughed arrogantly, Qin Hao's face turned pale, his hands were tightly pinching the wooden board, and his eyes were about to split.

Ye Cuo said to the aunt: "Don't worry, if I don't invite your daughter's ashes out today and don't let this group of beasts kneel, I won't be worthy of being a Huaxia anymore." ”

Jung Jae-ho looked at the mother and said, "You know what? I was going to give you back your daughter's ashes, but because of this kid, I don't plan to return them." If you want to blame, blame him, because I have made a bet with him that if he is defeated by me today, I will spill your daughter's ashes into the toilet. ”

The aunt's face was as pale as ashes, and her whole person was about to collapse, tears instantly remained, and she begged: "Please, let me go, I will never mess with you again in the future, return the girl to me." ”

Jung Jae-ho smiled and said, "Then you kneel down for me, as long as you kneel down and beg, I will give it back to you." ”

After speaking, Zheng Jaeho laughed and said to Ye Cuo: "Boy, let's make a bet again, bet on this compatriot of yours, will you choose to believe that you can defeat me, or will you choose to kneel on my ground and beg for mercy?"

Ye Cuo's face was cold, and he turned his head to look at the aunt beside him, who was in tears and slowly knelt down towards Zheng Jaeho.

"Auntie!" Ye Cuo grabbed her suddenly, his voice was extremely cold, "I am a man from Huaxia, please believe me! I believe that the men of your country have the ability to protect the women of this country!"

The aunt looked at Ye Cuo blankly.

Ye Cuo raised his head and stared at Zheng Jaeho: "Please also understand that justice is only late, and it will never fail to come!" Qin Hao!"

"Boss!"

"Come with me!"

"Good!"

The two of them walked into the martial arts hall, and with a bang, the door was slammed shut.