When Midi's carriage stopped in front of the door, two groups of people were facing each other in the spacious main hall of the Lionheart Dojo.

In the smaller group, a middle-aged man was standing in front of the line, he was tall and straight, like a javelin, but he couldn't hide the pale weakness of his face, and he couldn't even wipe away the blood from the corner of his mouth.

The man who was battered was Randall, the current presiding officer of the Lionheart Dojo.

Thirty years ago, after establishing the dojo, the Iron and Blood Grand Duke entrusted it to one of his apprentices, and he threw it away in style. This apprentice's qualifications are also good, he presided over the dojo for twenty-two years, and then lost his life in an accident, so the apprentice's apprentice, the chief disciple at the time, Randall, naturally inherited the dojo and sat for eight years.

Originally, with a talented ghost swordsman like him in charge, no one would dare to come to the Lionheart Dojo for trouble. It's just that now, after the fire in the Gran Forest, the monsters have mutated and become much easier to upgrade, as if there is an invisible mountain pressing on everyone's heads.

Sensing that his level was gradually being caught up by the competitors around him, Randall also had the heart to go out to practice, and now, from level 3 a year ago, to level 40 today.

In just one year, he has been promoted two levels in a row, and he has crossed the biggest upgrade hurdle of level 40, which is quite good for a professional.

It's just that at this moment, among the group of people who came to kick the gym, there were three level 40 senior professionals

A qigong master, a judoka, and a sanda, these three people who claimed to be from the Shinra dojo kept saying that they wanted to have a fight with Randall.

Although at the same level, Randall has the confidence to defeat either of them. It's just that, since it's three people here, of course, Randall won't be given any fair chance at all. These three people are fighting the idea of a war of attrition - one goes on the field to figure out Randle's routines, one goes on the field to kill Randle's physical magic, and the last one is the only one to win.

Not only that, but each of them carried a magic weapon, which was far more powerful than the equipment that a normal dojo could have. Just now, in the second game, Randall was accidentally injured by the other party. Now, the ghosts and gods in his body are extremely consumed, and his body has been injured again, so I am afraid that he will not even be able to play the third game

But what other options are there if you don't play?

If Randall conceded defeat like this, he would immediately be stripped of the Lionheart Dojo's plaque and forced to close the hall, so that all kinds of expenses could not be sustained, and soon the dojo would go out of business. At that time, the Gora Dojo didn't need to use any more means to take this territory as a matter of course, and then drive all the members of the Lionheart Dojo to the streets to drink the northwest wind.

Therefore, even if you are injured, you must have it, because there is no way back

"Let a third person come. Randall wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and whispered, his eyes shining with a cold light like a wounded lion.

"Teacher, don't fight anymore"

"What do you have to say with these bastards, let's go together"

Several of Randall's disciples were filled with righteous indignation, they felt extremely distressed when they saw the teacher injured, but they didn't have the strength to change all this, so they could only let the flames of anger burn in their chests.

And in the face of the almost murderous gaze of the people in the Lionheart Dojo, the kickers of the Jinra Dojo all showed mocking sneers.

"Don't struggle, Randle, if you dare to play in the third game, I'll kill you right here. The level 40 Sanda, a flat-headed man with dark skin and an extremely cold face, said in a tone full of murderous intent.

"Hahaha, don't talk so seriously, the host of the Lionheart Dojo will be scared by us. Another chubby qigong master laughed and interjected, "It's okay if you don't play, we can let the disciples learn from each other." You don't need three, just one, Mr. Randall, as long as your disciple can win one, we'll take this condition right away, it's good enough, right?"

Let the disciples learn?

Randall sneered inwardly.

This kind and chubby qigong master seemed to be kind-hearted, but in fact his proposal was much more vicious.

You must know that the disciple is the root of a dojo, and only when someone is there is a dojo. Now the disciples brought by these three kickers are all above level 3, and Randall's own big disciples are only level 2.

It seems that the conditions are superior, but in fact, it is a bait with barbs, which wants to completely break the foundation of the entire Lionheart Dojo.

Sure enough, after listening to the qigong master's words, Randall's eldest disciple Peter immediately rushed forward to replace his master. But before he could make a move, Randall reached out and pressed it down.

"Don't worry about it, the third person can come up. Randall wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said coldly.

"Since you're looking for death...... the flat-headed, dark-skinned sanda master stepped forward like a tiger, his eyes full of murderous intent.

However, at this moment, a voice that everyone expected was interjected.

"Are there any students here?" asked a voice without the slightest hint of fireworks.

Whether it was the Lionheart Dojo or the Zhenluo Dojo, they all suddenly stopped involuntarily and followed the prestige.

I saw the door of the dojo open, and a young man with black hair and black eyes walked in on his own, his head turning around and looking around.

The young man seemed to be entering the dojo for the first time, so he had some curiosity on his face. Not only that, his expression was extremely relaxed, as if he didn't see the tension in front of him at all, and he didn't feel anything about the atmosphere on the field filled with the smell of gunpowder and gunsmoke.

This person is naturally Midi Asrex.

Midi wasn't trying to be stupid.

It's just that he has just arrived, and he doesn't know anything about the current situation of the Lionheart Dojo, although it sounds like this Randall is the current dojo host, but who is right and who is wrong, Midi must judge for himself before he knows the way.

Therefore, he pretended to be a rookie, restrained his whole body breath, and let Dixon and Kelvin seal the door outside, and came in by himself pretending to be ignorant. To test the waters in such an identity, who is good and who is bad, and who is worthy of his own shot, it must be clear immediately.

With these only level 40 professionals, they can't see Midi's true strength at all, in their eyes, this is just a low-level young man of more than level 2, although his words and deeds seem to be a bit of a big clan's child, but how could the Zhenluo Dojo put such a person in his eyes?

It's just that among the three people in the Zhenluo Dojo, the qigong master has always been cautious, so he is not willing to make a move when he comes up, but plans to test it first.

The level 40 qigong master took a step forward, looked Midi up and down, and then said with a smile: "This little brother, the Lionheart Dojo is about to close down, what are you still doing here? ”

Zhenluo Dojo?Are these people the ones who want to occupy the property of the Iron and Blood Grand Duke?

Midi thought secretly in her heart, but her expression remained unchanged, she just waved her hand and said, "I'm sorry, but I'm still more interested in the Lionheart Dojo." ”

The qigong master was refuted so directly, and his face suddenly froze. On the other side, the dark-skinned sanda master had long been unable to hold back.

It's just that before the people of the Jinra Dojo could make a move, Randall took a step ahead and flashed in front of Midi, separating him from the three masters of the Jinra Dojo.

Although it was not clear what the identity of this young man was and why he came here at this moment, since the other party did not deal with each other and the Jinra Dojo, and he named him to join the Lionheart Dojo, then as the host of a dojo, he should protect him.

Besides, even if he was an ordinary person, Randall would never just let him be killed by Zhenluo's people

"This little brother, now is not the time to speak, you might as well come back tomorrow, at that time, as long as you are interested in swordsmanship, the Lionheart Dojo will accept it. Randall said pleasantly, with a hint of bitterness in his eyes.

After all, he wasn't sure if there would be a Lionheart Dojo tomorrow.

Loyal, honest, a little strong, and kind-hearted, however, in a place like Faroe Bay, such a good person will not have a good life.

Randall's words and deeds made Midi make such a judgment in his heart.

Looking at the guys in the Shinga Dojo who look very vicious, who is right and who is wrong, Midi has already made up his mind in his heart.

Almost, it's time to make a move.

Thinking like this, Midi smiled slightly, and said to Randall: "You are the host of the Lionheart Dojo, right? It's inconvenient today, is it because these guys are bothering here? Then it's not a problem, let them all go out, won't I be able to join the dojo immediately?"

As soon as this remark full of provocation and disdain came out, Randall was taken aback, and those disciples of the Lionheart Dojo looked at Midi with complicated eyes.

For a long time, they dared not speak out against the people in the Zhenluo Dojo, but at this moment, Midi's words made these disciples feel extremely happy in their hearts.

And the people of the Zhenluo Dojo naturally looked at Midi with a bit of killing intent in their eyes.

The Sanda Master was already angry when he was interrupted by Midi at first, and it was only because of the qigong master that he barely restrained himself. But now, hearing Midi's words of not taking the Sharadojo seriously at all, coupled with that contemptuous look and a tone of course, he immediately couldn't hold it back.

"Boy, watch me slaughter you" I heard a deafening roar like thunder, and the sanda master jumped high like an eagle in the sky, and pounced directly on Midi.

At the same time, the qigong master and another judoka exchanged glances and pressed towards Randall at the same time.

The scene is out of control, and since that's the case, there's no need to control it.

The three masters of the Jinra Dojo made a move at the same time, to take down Midi and Randall at the same time.