Twelve o'clock in the afternoon.

Chu Shangze and his entourage came to the Park's taekwondo gym.

Before you walked in, you could hear the sound of "hum haha" from inside the museum.

As soon as you walk in, you will immediately see that there is a training ground with hundreds of square meters in this taekwondo gym, and the ground is a yellow and bright wooden floor, as if this training ground is divided into many areas, and each area is covered with black and white carpets.

At this time, except for the disciples scattered in the corners of the training ground, there was a row of men and women wearing snow-white Taoist uniforms and black belts around their waists standing in the center of the training hall, and there were about ten of them in a cursory sweep.

And not far behind them, there was a big yellow rosewood chair, on which sat a gray-haired middle-aged man, about forty-five years old, with meticulously combed hair, flat forehead, white skin and red in the middle, not angry and arrogant, obviously a good cultivation.

This person is sitting on the yellow rosewood chair with half-squinted eyes, as if he didn't see Chu Shangze, and is drinking tea by himself.

"Master, people have brought it. Park Yuantong walked in front of the gray-haired middle-aged man, saluted respectfully, and then automatically stepped back without waiting for the other party to speak, and stood honestly in the crowd.

This scene naturally attracted many disciples around who didn't know the truth, and they didn't know why.

And at this moment, one of the dozen or so people with black belts around his waist stepped out.

He is the elder brother of Park's Taekwondo Gym, Kim Hyuk-tong.

Twenty-five years old, with good facial features, a cold arrogance revealed between his eyebrows, about one meter eight tall, well-proportioned bones, and he walked vigorously, giving people a kind of domineering hurry.

"Are you deposing Park Yuankui?" Jin Hetong glanced at Chu Shangze's face, his tone was cold, and there was a sense of looking down on him.

There was no reaction from the disciples around him, as if it was a matter of course for Kim Hyok Tong to do so.

"Are you the owner here?" Chu Shangze said lightly.

"I'm not, I'm the big brother here, my name is-"

Jin Hetong snorted coldly and spoke proudly, but he was interrupted by Chu Shangze before he finished his words this time,

"No, get out of the way!"

"Uhhh

Jin Hetong's face changed, extremely ugly, how dare this young man in front of him insult him like this?

He was surprised.

The disciples beside Jin Hetong also changed their faces.

This is their home field, how dare this person be so presumptuous?

The disciples scattered around had already noticed Chu Shangze, and when they heard Chu Shangze insulting their senior brother, they all surrounded them one by one.

As for Gu Leng, Tang Fatzi, and Han Shaotian, the three of them were also surrounded by the human wall together.

They want to see where these people have the confidence to dare to make trouble in their home stadium!

Chu Shangze stood with his hands in his hands, not caring about the eyes of these people as if they were about to swallow him, he glanced at the middle-aged man on the yellow rosewood seat lightly, and said with a leisurely expression:

"I'm already here. ”

To him, it was as if a lion king was surrounded by a pack of grinning puppies, while the old pup at the head was pretending to be deep.

This made Chu Shangze also feel a little funny.

It's really a big world, and there are no surprises.

And just as Chu Shangze finished saying this, he was suddenly interrupted by Jin Hetong's angry voice-

"Just because you want to entertain you personally with my master, let me come and meet you, I want to see how many pounds and taels you have as a shameless child?"

At this time, Jin Hetong stared at Chu Shangze, as if he was an eagle staring at his prey.

In an instant, all the sounds and colors disappeared without a trace, and there was only Chu Shangze alone in his whole heart.

was also angry, and Jin Hetong rushed out with an arrow.

In an instant, he rushed to a place two steps away from Chu Shangze, flew with a kick, and shot with the wind, like a dull tiger roar, "bang", and cut away.

Jin Hetong made a killing intent, he knew very well that there was a conventional rule in the martial arts world, that is, no matter whether the martial arts competition was alive or dead, even the law could not intervene.

Therefore, at this moment, he has no reservations, and it is directly the most powerful move.

He wants to let the kid in front of him who dares to embarrass himself live in the shadows for the rest of his life.

Jin Hetong's sudden attack instantly made Gu Leng, Tang Fatzi, and Han Shaotian's faces change greatly.

"Sneak attack, damn it, it's playing yin!"

"I'm rough with your little stick, how dare you sneak attack Brother Ze? fuck!!"

"Brother Ze be careful!"

Even some new disciples who have joined the taekwondo gym are also disdainful in their hearts, practicing taekwondo, and what they are exposed to is paying attention to etiquette, but at the moment, as a senior brother, how can Jin Hetong have a trace of etiquette?

Everyone looked at Chu Shangze's gaze and was a little unbearable.

After all, Jin Hetong is a cultivator of the realm of external strength, and he is the first person of the younger generation in their taekwondo gym.

Everyone thinks that with Jin Hetong's skills, if he sneaks up, Chu Shangze will definitely have no power to parry.

And yet—

Just when Jin Hetong's sharp leg was about to kick Chu Shangze's face, Chu Shangze flicked his fingers, like lightning, and hit Jin Hetong's soles of his feet.

It was this ordinary action, but it made Jin Hetong's whole person like a lightning strike, and he flew out upside down, and the momentum was like Jin Hetong crashing into a train, and there was no possibility of struggle at all, and he smashed into the stone wall more than ten meters away.

There was an exclamation all around.

Seeing that Jin Hetong's head was about to smash against the stone wall, everyone's hearts tightened, but they only felt a shake in front of them.

Their master, the gray-haired middle-aged man, suddenly came to Jin Hetong's side like lightning, and opened his hands like two big snakes, violently entangled Jin Hetong's body.

"Huh?" the gray-haired middle-aged man's face changed faintly.

He only used fifty percent of his strength to save Jin Hetong just now, but he still couldn't pull Jin Hetong back, and he was shocked by Chu Shangze's strength for a while.

In an instant, the gray-haired middle-aged man stepped on his feet, and suddenly the entire taekwondo gym seemed to be shocked.

Strength has skyrocketed again!

In an instant, Jin Hetong, who was about to hit the stone wall like a cannonball, was immediately pulled back by the gray-haired middle-aged man with great force, and the whole person collapsed into the arms of the gray-haired middle-aged man.

"You-" Jin Hetong was rescued, his face was pale, and he looked like he was living for the rest of his life after the catastrophe, he looked at Chu Shangze in horror, but he didn't finish a word, he spurted out a mouthful of blood, and suddenly became depressed.

The disciples of the taekwondo gym around were stunned and dumbfounded.

Their elder brother was defeated?

Defeated so completely, didn't even have a chance to fight back?

Isn't that incredible?

Suddenly, a series of suspicious eyes focused on Chu Shangze's body, and there were shock, anger, fear, and curiosity in these eyes......

The gray-haired middle-aged man who saw this scene had a great change in his face and was extremely gloomy.

"You-so bold!!" The gray-haired middle-aged man glared at Chu Shangze angrily, like an angry lion, dressed in a robe and bulging, and his momentum climbed to the top.

Because, Jin Hetong's martial arts were also abolished by Chu Shangze?!

So completely wasted, so simply!

The gray-haired middle-aged man only felt a surge of anger in his chest.

Unforgivable!