said that when those sour scholars were shouting about the night snow and the martial artists, the martial artists who were originally sitting next to them still clenched their fists and endured it.

In their hearts, they don't want to deal with those sour scholars who can't lift their hands or shoulders...... The Tao is different, and they do not conspire with each other. For those sour scholars, they are two parallel lines that will never intersect with them......

Sour scholars speak ill of martial artists - and their theories? I can't talk about their mouths; By force? Just those sour books are weak and can't help the little body...... Heh, I beat them to death with a punch, and in the end, I didn't hurt myself......

Patience is over!

Bear with me!

Endure......

The warriors who were not accustomed to listening to the words of the sour scholar endured it, and they either left directly; Or talk to each other without having to listen to them...... In short, most of these warriors know that in recent years, the Vermilion Bird Empire has attached great importance to their warriors, but there are too many literati who are big officials above......

It is small to hurt a few sour scholars, but don't be like 10,000 years ago, Chongwen depreciates martial arts......

The warriors of the Suzaku Empire, I'm afraid!

*****

It is said that these martial artists endure, but those sour scholars are even more inch-inch. In the end, even the word 'forbidden weapons' was said.

Now, even a martial artist can't bear it.

As soon as the words 'forbidden martial arts' came out, the warriors with men and women at the table closest to the acid scholars smashed the Eight Immortals Table into pieces with one palm, and angrily pointed at those scholars and scolded.

said that these sour scholars are not very old, and they belong to the proud people of the youth. And they originally looked down on the warriors in their hearts, thinking that they had developed limbs, loved to cause trouble, and had nothing to do - for them like this, how could they endure the insults of the warriors.

The warrior felt insulted by the sour scholar, and the sour scholar also felt humiliated by the warrior...... In this way, the two tables quarreled.

Finally, the warrior rolled up his sleeves. And those sour scholars, who were afraid of the warrior's fist in their hearts, but didn't want to retreat in front of the public and hurt their face, so one scholar was called by others to report to the official, and the rest of the scholars pointed at the warrior, still humiliating those 'simple-minded' warriors without swearing.

…… The two sides scolded each other like this, seeing that they were really about to fight, and some reasonable people wanted to call the shopkeeper to persuade them, but the shopkeeper was so frightened that he hid under the counter.

*****

The acid scholar pointed to the warrior who rolled up his sleeves and said arrogantly: "If you have the ability, move me...... I'm telling you, if I'm missing a single hair, I'll keep you out of this teahouse......"

said that the tall and burly warrior who was already angry and angry, when he heard the words of the sour scholar, any understanding was left behind.

He stepped forward, the ground was dusty, and the sour scholar only felt that a strong wind swept his face painfully.

The martial artist's fist hit the acid scholar, and the acid scholar could only watch the fist grow from far to near, from small to big......

Warriors, tall and burly; The sour scholar is weak and can't help but ...... Not to mention that this martial artist has internal strength, he is an ordinary foreign master, and this sour scholar can't beat a punch.

Seeing that the acid scholar was about to be hit by that fist, the crowd of onlookers immediately let out a scream. They can imagine that if they were hit by that punch, the sour scholar would probably not die, and most of his life would be gone......