Although Jiang Lerong is a tyrant among the disciples of the lower court, in the eyes of their master Nong Yingjie, he is just a scoundrel who is not on the stage.

I don't know what kind of bear-hearted leopard gall Jiang Lerong ate, but he actually asked their master face-to-face if he had really seen the disciples practice.

Until Jiang Lerong repeatedly asked if the new disciples were like them, each one of them was not good.

At this time, everyone understood what the hell Jiang Lerong had in his heart.

This Jiang Lerong was not only knocked to the ground by the newcomer "Tuo Nansheng", but he couldn't see how he made a move. From now on, he will be forcibly levied 50 taels of house fees.

In the past, I used to collect the hospital fee, but I only thought that the more the better. Once it is reversed, and he is asked to pay the hospital fee, then the fifty taels are so much that it is distressing to rip meat.

Jiang Lerong knew that he couldn't do it anyway, and he didn't even see how to make a move, but he saw his master Nong Yingjie coming over with his shoe leather in tow. He already had an idea in his mind.

If you ask him who Jiang Lerong hates the most in his life, he used to be their master Nong Yingjie, then now he has to add another "Tuo Nan Sheng".

The hateful thing is that these two people can't beat them themselves, and they can't escape. The two of them were like two evil gods above his head, pressing him to death, unable to move.

But what if you can make the two of them kill each other? Since these two people are both high in martial arts, then he Jiang Lerong should try to see who of these two people is higher.

The more Jiang Lerong thought about it, the more he felt that his idea was very good.

Now his voice trembled, and he didn't know whether it was because he was scared or excited, so he said: "These three newcomers are not weak in martial arts, even if you look down on us, master, don't you try their kung fu?" Maybe their kung fu is on par with you, master!"

Nong Yingjie is an old Jianghu. He could naturally see that Jiang Lerong, who had not grown all his hair, was not well-intentioned, and he would never come out for any newcomer.

He looked at the three newcomers suspiciously. That thin man with a blue nose and swollen eyes is definitely not a master. Could it be the tall man who can't see his head and face clearly?

Nong Yingjie looked carefully at this disciple known as "Tuo Nan Sheng". He is not like Fang Zhongjin, his ears and eyes are very sharp. It is not easy to hear the strength of a person's internal force through the sound of breathing.

But his cloudy eyes, which had been soaked in wine all day long, saw that the boy was standing as steady as a pine forest. It seems that at least the foreign kung fu is definitely not weak.

He naturally didn't expect that there would be a peerless master among the disciples in the lower court. Not to mention him, no one would have imagined that such a thing would happen.

Nong Yingjie coughed, cleared the thick phlegm in his throat, and said to "Tuo Nansheng": "What, are you a master with art?"

Fang Zhongjin clenched his fists and said, "Master Hui, the three of us were originally guests in the Inhuman Pavilion. Because of the high righteousness of the head of Huashan, let us stay in the Huashan faction for the time being to learn Huashan's mastery. So that we can give an explanation to the owner of the Inhuman Pavilion when we go back. ”

When Nong Yingjie heard this, his heart was clear. Since these three people rushed out of the Inhuman Pavilion, it is only natural that they have some kung fu on them.

He said that he was here to learn what Huashan mastery, but naturally it was just polite words. If their bullshit boss really had any intention to let these people learn Huashan's real kung fu, they would naturally not leave him in his lower courtyard.

Of course, it is to take it by your side and personally guide and teach. Taking a step back, placing it in the middle courtyard can also make a difference.

His head junior also knew that he had long been interested in the professor's apprentice and the Huashan faction, and his heart was already cold. I deliberately put this group of people in my own courtyard. It's the idea that they get nowhere.

Since it was the idea of the head of the family......

Nong Yingjie walked towards the "Tuo Nan Sheng" with a smile, and suddenly said: "That set of Tongjian just now, although the name is the same. But there are many differences from the set of boxing methods that everyone in the rivers and lakes knows. I'm sure you're watching it for the first time, right?"

Fang Zhongjin nodded and said, "Exactly." But he still couldn't guess what Nong Yingjie's idea was at the moment.

Nong Yingjie asked again: "You see them fighting like this, can you watch it?"

In fact, with a genius like Fang Zhongjin, he has only watched it once, and he has already remembered their boxing method in his heart.

And this set of boxing methods is to put it bluntly, there are not many mysteries and difficulties. Most of them are still the same as the Tongjiquan that everyone on the rivers and lakes will make. It's not that hard to do it again.

Fang Zhongjin hesitated slightly, then nodded and said, "I've seen a rough idea." ”

Nong Yingjie said with interest: "Then you can call me again!"

Fang Zhongjin hugged his fist slightly, and really beat this set of Huashan Tongjian again.

Everyone saw him move and move, and it was the same as the Huashan Tongjian that everyone was very familiar with. Even the posture of the one is vigorous, and the boxing skills are sharp, which is much higher than those disciples of the lower court.

It was only at this time that the disciples of the lower courtyard knew that their master Nong Yingjie said that they were "not good at practicing" every day, and I am afraid that they were really "not good".

Although they practiced similarly, they were scattered.

There was a burst of amazement in everyone's hearts, followed by a sense of self-shame. In the end, it turned into anger at their master Nong Yingjie: If the master is willing to give us a few words, can't we really practice like this?

Fang Zhongjin was secretly ashamed in his heart. When I first came to Huashan, although I wanted to subdue the disciples of the lower court, I didn't want to attract too much attention. He deliberately strengthened this set of punches to fight the tiger, but he didn't use much internal force. Although the momentum is good-looking, it is not very lethal.

Even so, it has already made Nong Yingjie, who was standing on the side, put away his nonchalant expression for the first time in decades.

It's no wonder that Nong Yingjie is secretly frightened, this "Tuo Nansheng" is really a powerful character. Sure enough, after just watching it once, I have already comprehended the essence of Huashan Tongjiquan.

Back then, when he and his junior brother were as old as "Tuo Nansheng", they didn't seem to have such comprehension ability. If this young man is allowed to continue cultivating, I am afraid that not to mention that he is in the lower courtyard, but even among the entire young disciples of the Huashan Sect, there will be no one who can match him.

If the person in the Huashan faction who has cultivated the highest martial arts, he is not a disciple of their Huashan faction.

That's really ...... It's so relieving!

Nong Yingjie himself didn't know how weird the expression on his face was at this time. But the group of lower courtyard disciples grinned when they saw their master, and they looked like they had revenge. My heart is full of anxiety. They couldn't guess what this master would do when he saw this Huashan Tongjian fist.

After Fang Zhongjin finished this set of boxing techniques, Nong Yingjie finally nodded and said, "You three are not bad. From tomorrow onwards, there will be no need to open the arm fist again. I'm going to give you a new set of kung fu!"