"Is there no one left in the younger generation of Qingcheng?"

Yang Qiao stood in the middle of the field, put his hands behind his back, and said, "Why is it that half of the younger generation can hold the table?"

He's only seventeen years old, and he's already out there!

In the provincial martial arts association, he is also a genius figure!

In this small Qingcheng, it is even more arrogant to the extreme.

In the countryside, a group of turtles, small fish and shrimp, but that's it.

I only heard that the descendants of Tongguquan have left this small pond, traveled to Kyoto, learned the Yang Eight Poles, and can barely get into the eyes, but only heard about their reputation, so they escaped from Qingcheng and went to Kyoto, which is ridiculous.

As for Wang Yuanfei just now, he didn't even have the strength to combine qi and blood, and he didn't touch the threshold of the outside world, so he threw it out with a casual stroke.

He pursed his lips and looked at the angry warriors in Qingcheng with a disdain that could not be concealed.

In his eyes, throwing Wang Yuanfei casually, without directly planning to seriously injure the other party with the bones of his hands and feet, was already giving the Qingcheng Martial Arts Association a big face.

——

"The younger generation, there is no one who can enter the hall on the road of martial arts. ”

Zhou Qingyun said flatly: "Even the older generation of figures, boxers in the prime of life, it seems that they are nothing more than that, they are all eight grades in the outer realm, and there are more nine grades in the outer realm." I will report it truthfully, Qingcheng Martial Arts is too sluggish, Martial Arts has not fallen to such a point, and there is no need for the association to exist, and the annual appropriation is wasted......"

His gaze did not look at the chairman of the Martial Arts Association, but at the oldest old man in the entire Martial Arts Association.

The former chairman of the Qingcheng Martial Arts Association, the director of the Provincial Martial Arts Association, has touched the master of the Sanpin realm in the outer realm, and the strongest person in Qingcheng in the past 30 years.

This old man is also the most feared opponent of his teacher!

The Qingcheng Martial Arts Association is also the brainchild of this old man.

"Good. ”

The old man's tone was flat, with a sense of complexity, and a sense of powerlessness.

Qingcheng belongs to the municipal level, but it is actually a county, and it was only a few years ago that it was able to apply and become a county-level city.

Yangcheng is the central city of the province, the center of all provincial institutions, the most prosperous place in the province, and one of the places that the state has supported the most in recent years.

No matter from all aspects, Qingcheng can't compare to Yangcheng.

However, no matter how small Qingcheng is, it is still a place.

Without outstanding talent, it is a failure of the Martial Arts Association.

The old man was vaguely disheartened.

"Boy, don't be arrogant!"

At this time, a middle-aged man walked out, looked at Zhou Qingyun, and said, "Your junior brother, his ability is too low, I won't move him, but I heard that you are the seventh rank in the outer realm, and I am also the seventh grade...... Let me compete, how powerful the rookie cultivated by your Yangcheng Martial Arts Association is!"

Zhou Qingyun looked over and said with a smile: "This uncle has a heart, and I will also play with you." ”

The word uncle is extremely harsh!

This is saying that the other party bullies the junior with the elders!

The boxer in the prime of life has the strongest physique, and his blood and qi can be regarded as his peak, and his comprehension of kung fu and various attainments have also been accumulated for a long time...... This age is the heyday of martial artists, and it is like the sky.

It's just that after the heyday, it is aging.

Zhou Qingyun is still young and has potential.

——

Three minutes later!

Bang!

The middle-aged boxer lay on his back, the bridge of his nose broken, and blood gushing out.

"Qingcheng's seven products, that's it. ”

Zhou Qingyun shook his head slightly, and said: "The seventh grade I assessed in the provincial martial arts association last year has improved this year, and it is not far from the sixth grade, so you should be regarded as my outer six grade...... Don't worry about bullying the small, whoever has the ability will come up!"

He swept it over, and his eyes fell on Chu Jie's body!

The president of the Gyeongseong Martial Arts Association!

The middle level of the outer realm, the martial artist of the six-rank level!

There are only three people in Qingcheng, ranking in the middle of the outer realm!

He wants to challenge Chu Jie and shatter the pillars of Qingcheng Martial Dao!

Moreover, as a young man, he is a prime-aged warrior who challenges Kyeongseong!

Qingcheng's martial arts will be completely shattered this time!

"Don't be too rampant, boy!"

Among the martial artists present, there are also many young generations, but none of them have practiced to the outside world, and the strongest is also hovering at the threshold.

"You are far behind, you can beat my junior brother. ”

Zhou Qingyun looked at those middle-aged martial artists and said, "Seniors, you can still try." ”

There are quite a few of these martial artists, who have already entered the house, but they are middle-aged, belong to the older generation, and are not as impulsive as young people.

And if it loses, it will be even more disgraced.

These middle-aged martial artists also have a lot of considerations in their hearts.

But he still has a violent temperament, and he can't help it, and he wants to make a move at this time, even if he is defeated, he can't be bullied!

"Why hasn't Captain Liu come yet?"

Someone asked in a low voice.

Chu Jie looked at his father.

The old man said in a low voice: "You can't go up, you were a six-rank in your early years, but now you are in charge, and your martial arts are also neglected to hone, and after you reach middle age, your qi and blood will begin to decline, and you may not be his opponent." This kind of thing, the big bullies the small, the victory is not martial, and the defeat is even more completely defeated......"

Chu Jie said in a low voice: "He is only twenty-three, how can he be so powerful?"

The old man nodded and said, "He is very young, energetic, and a genuine six-grade." Moreover, Yang Bancheng is now a master of the top grade in the outside world, and his ability to teach him is even more different, and Captain Liu is not necessarily his opponent. ”

Chu Jie said abruptly: "Then what should I do? The mysterious young man you always talked about has not had any clues until now, and I am afraid that this life-saving straw will not be found......"

The old man said slowly: "If the Martial Arts Association in Qingcheng is abolished by Yang Ban as two or three apprentices, then it will simply be abolished." ”

Chu Jie fell silent.

"Chu Laoxiao has seen me, right?"

At this moment, a voice came, laughing, and a man in a black tightsuit walked in from the door, looking very strong, and said: "I went to catch a robber in person just now, and I shot a little harder, broke his shoulder blades, and was left to write a report, and changed his clothes, so it was too late......"

The first master of Qingcheng martial arts, the pinnacle of the six products in the outer realm.

The most important thing is that he served in the army in his early years, and now he is the captain of the SWAT team, and when he performs his missions, he often sees blood with a killing atmosphere.

"Young people from the Provincial Martial Arts Association?"

Captain Liu looked at it, looked unkind, and said: "I heard that your teacher Yang Bancheng is the chairman of the provincial association of the third grade in the outer realm, I want to know, how many skills did the third-grade martial artist teach you, so that you can come to Qingcheng at a young age to spread wild, and deceive me No one in Qingcheng!"

Zhou Qingyun smiled confidently.

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Sixth floor.

Tang Kong vaguely sensed the movement below.

It looks like someone is doing it.

However, since it is a martial arts association, it is not too surprising that there are occasional encounters.

He was not in a hurry, signed the application for membership, and then went downstairs with Chen Yuan.

Chen Yuan called Xiaojin a civilian person, and he was going to file it and stayed here.

"There aren't many outstanding young people like you in Qingcheng. ”

Chen Yuan praised: "Less than twenty, already outside the realm, Qingcheng has not had such an outstanding young man as you in the past ten years, I think Chairman Chu Jie and them will definitely value you very much." However, the person who is closest to the person who practices martial arts is actually Captain Liu, who is the captain of the Qingcheng Special Police Brigade and the recognized number one master in Qingcheng, you can communicate with him. ”

Tang Kong asked, "He's very powerful?"

Chen Yuan showed a look of admiration and said: "Of course, where his position is, he often has actual battles, and he has seen blood under his hands, and in the same realm, few are his opponents......"

The look of admiration on his face suddenly froze, and he saw Captain Liu who was snorting backwards!

And the young man who repelled Captain Liu was so high-spirited that he was overwhelming the audience!

"Huh?"

Tang Kong was a little surprised, and said secretly: "The strength of the six grades in the outer realm, it looks like he is a few years older than me...... The younger generation of Qingcheng, there are such powerful people?"

With such thoughts, Tang Kong knew that the other party was not from Qingcheng.

Because the young man who had beaten the SWAT captain spoke.

"There's no one in Qingcheng?"

Zhou Qingyun wiped the bloodshot from the corners of his mouth and swept over everyone.

All the warriors in Qingcheng were full of anger in their eyes, and some even knew that they were invincible, and they wanted to go up to fight, but they were stopped.

Captain Liu's face was gloomy.

Chu Jie's expression was gloomy.

The other warriors, the directors, and the members all fell silent.

The younger generation, no one spoke.

The old man seemed to have seen the dissolution of the Qingcheng Martial Arts Association, and seemed to have seen the arrogance of his old opponent Yang Bancheng, and he couldn't help clenching his fists, but he looked very weak.

I never thought that when I was old, I would be humiliated like this by a young man.

Before entering the coffin, he had to be humiliated by Yang Bancheng's disciples.

"Alas......"

The old man let out a long breath and turned around to leave, but he glanced out of the corner of his eye, and he was suddenly stunned.

On the stairway over there, there was a young man chatting with Chen Yuan, the martial arts curator of the Western District.

This young man, with his hands in his arms, looked very leisurely, seemed to be watching a performance, watching it with relish, and from time to time he said a few words to Chen Yuan and made comments.

Why is this figure so familiar?

Why is this posture of watching the performance so dazzling?