Yunzhou Mansion, Old Camel District, Nanbao Road.

In an old gym called Nanbao Xingyi Boxing, a group of disciples are surrounding the middle hall, arguing chaotically.

"The second son of the merchant, Shang Zixuan, is simply too deceitful, he just opened a boxing gym to steal business, but he just wants to step on top of our heads to make a name! How can we do what he wants! ”

"If the old hall master is still there, how dare he be so rampant!"

"But after all, he is the second son of a merchant, with a high level of cultivation and a tough background... To win or not to win, it's hard to do! ”

"Young Pavilion Master, what should we do?"

On the main seat, a young man in a white power suit was tall and muscular. Guozi's face was full of calmness.

He seems to have great prestige among his disciples.

Binocular rounds for a week.

The originally messy room suddenly fell silent.

Seeing this, the young hall master named Ma Shaobao nodded with satisfaction, drank a cup of tea, coughed twice, and attracted everyone's attention, then slapped the armrest of the wide chair, got up suddenly, and said with a majestic and angry face:

"My generation of warriors should have a fearless heart."

"Before the second son of the merchant came, you were scared into such a situation, what kind of system did you become, if my father-in-law's spirit in heaven saw this scene, what would he think?"

Ma Shaobao's father-in-law, that is, the old owner of the gym.

His name is Matthebo.

At that time, with Ma's five consecutive whips, he was also quite famous in the entire Yunzhou Mansion.

Ma Shaobao's words were loud and deafening.

After hearing this, the disciples of the gym present all subconsciously lowered their heads, with a look of shame on their faces, feeling ashamed of their teacher's teachings over the years.

"But, how should we deal with the second son of the merchant?"

Someone suddenly spoke.

Ma Shaobao looked at him coldly, and said expressionlessly: "You don't have to worry, the soldiers will block the water and cover the earth, and I will naturally deal with this matter!" ”

After saying this, Ma Shaobao flicked his long sleeves and turned around and left directly.

Leave everyone with a tall back.

Wait for the elder brother to leave.

In the middle hall of the boxing gym, the discussion exploded.

"It's worthy of being a big brother! Even if you encounter such a tricky thing, you are confident! ”

"Senior brother hasn't made a move for many years, this time he is calm, he must have improved his martial arts, maybe he can directly make the merchant retreat in the face of difficulties and save the reputation of my boxing gym!"

And the other side.

Senior brother Ma Shaobao returned to the gym, in a small room in the middle of nowhere.

In the small room, there were no superfluous furnishings, only a portrait of an old man with a thin face hanging on the wall facing the door.

Under the portrait, there are also incense burners, candles and other sacrificial items.

Ma Shaobao walked into the room.

Carefully close the door, and then kneel on the ground.

With a sad face, he said:

"Father-in-law, forgive the child for not being able to protect your inheritance, that Shang Zixuan is also a famous name in Yunzhou Mansion, how can I, a waste who is not even a martial artist, be that person's opponent!"

"I can't even protect the inheritance you left behind, what face do I have to be your son!"

Speaking of which.

Ma Shaobao's Chinese face suddenly became gloomy, and he suddenly took out a dagger from his cuffs, cut off his sleeves on the spot, and then kowtowed deeply:

"Father-in-law, you can go with peace of mind!"

"Today, I, Ma Shaobao, will sever the father-son relationship with you, and you will ask for another smart man for guarding the martial arts hall!"

"Farewell!"

After speaking, Ma Shaobao took out a purse stuffed with golden tickets from the compartment and carried it on his back.

He opened the door, and was about to leave, when it was dark, and a young man who was larger than the door was tightly blocked in front of the door, and a large shadow shrouded it.

"You are?"

Before Ma Shaobao could wonder.

I noticed a dull pain in my neck, and the sky was spinning, and my body was so soft that I was completely unconscious.

Su Heng dragged the unconscious Ma Shaobao into the small room, took out a mirror and the props and materials needed for various disguise techniques, etc., and after a quarter of an hour, a new Ma Shaobao strode out of the room.

Time flashed to the afternoon.

Boxing Courtyard Hall.

Su Heng, disguised as Ma Shaobao, sat on a tiger skin wide chair, his face was solemn and majestic, and his body naturally exuded an immovable momentum.

He was now able to use the techniques recorded in the Vientiane Heavenly Roar Secret Technique to disguise other people's voices.

But Su Heng didn't know much about Ma Shaobao.

For the sake of safety, he still rarely spoke, but sat on the chair with a big golden knife.

His calm appearance became more and more admired in the eyes of the disciples under him, thinking that the senior brother was deeply hidden.

Half an hour later.

The sound of drums and gongs beating came from outside the gym door.

Shang Zixuan was dressed in a white power suit, and walked in front of him, followed by a large group of attendants and warriors and passers-by who came to watch the excitement and so on.

"I have heard the name of Nanbao Xingyi Boxing for a long time, and today Shang Zixuan of Yunzhou Taishang Boxing Academy is here to ask for advice!"

Shang Zixuan has not yet arrived.

The hearty voice drifted in the wind.

Su Heng didn't talk nonsense, he walked directly from the wide chair and rushed forward, his speed getting faster and faster.

Bang!

In mid-air, Su Heng kicked in the air.

Shang Zixuan's pupils contracted suddenly, and before the person arrived, a surging wind pressure had already whistled down.

"Didn't the intelligence say that this Ma Shaobao only had three blood refining cultivation!? This speed! This power... How can it be!? ”

Shang Zixuan didn't have time to think about it, staggered his arms, blocked his chest, and turned into a barrier. But he was caught off guard, and before the strength in his body could be fully mobilized, he was crushed by Su Heng's huge force.

Bang bang bang!

Pure power and translucent force like an oil film squeeze and collide with each other.

There was a series of crisp frying sounds.

Shang Zixuan's protective strength was torn apart by Su Heng's violent force, and the whole person flew backwards uncontrollably.

Available in mid-air.

Su Heng stretched out his hand, grabbed Shang Zixuan's ankle, and pinched it hard.

Then there were two more blows, stabbing out like lightning, hitting Shang Zixuan's shoulder blades, and the two sounds came out at the same time almost in no particular order.

After doing all this.

Shang Zixuan's whole person was already in severe pain, and he was completely unconscious.

Behind him, a white-haired old man reached out to take it, groped twice at the wound, his face changed suddenly, and a pair of reddened eyes stared at Su Heng, like a beast that chose to devour people: "Your hands and legs are shattered, you are so vicious!" ”

"This cultivation is still to learn from others to kick the hall, embarrassing, why don't you get out of here!?"

Su Heng snorted coldly, turned around and left.

It wasn't until his figure disappeared into the middle hall that the many onlookers outside the door and the disciples of the boxing gym seemed to react and began to cheer loudly and scream loudly.

The white-haired old man's face turned red, he was also a famous man in Yunzhou Mansion, so he naturally couldn't bear such a shame.

You can't make a move on a junior because of such a thing.

After snorting coldly, he could only ignore the cheering crowd around him, bowed his head and quickly turned around and left with Shang Zixuan, who was injured and unconscious.