The Fuwu Academy is located in the west city of Luling City, as the highest martial arts school in Luling Mansion, this Fuwu Academy occupies most of the west city. And the more you walk towards the Fuwu Academy, the wider the road becomes, and the more people who carry swords and cross swords.

From a distance, the two of them saw the tall gatehouse of the Fuwu Courtyard and the huge stone lions that stood on both sides of the Fuwu Courtyard.

The stone lion with a height of three feet, Zheng Ming saw it for the first time, and it is estimated that these two stone lions each weigh 50,000 catties.

However, when Zheng Ming and the others walked towards the gate of the Fuwu Academy, they found that there was a lot of commotion in front of the Fuwu Academy, not only crowded with many people, but also laughter and coaxing from time to time.

"Get in, hehe, get in quickly!"

"Drill, boy, if you don't drill, you won't be qualified to enter the Fuwu Academy, haha!"

What is the situation, how did this Fuwuyuan become a downtown area, after Zheng Ming and the others separated the crowd and squeezed in, they saw that in front of the Fuwuyuan, there were two groups of people confronting each other.

Among them, there were twenty or thirty people with their backs to the gate of the Fu Academy, gorgeously dressed, all of them young, but with tall eyebrows and eyes, and they looked lively.

Although these people didn't do anything, judging from the momentum of these people's performance, the lowest was also the cultivation of the peak of the eleventh rank, and one of the stout men had reached the peak of the tenth grade.

"We are freshmen admitted to the Fu Academy, why don't you let us in?" A young man who was also dressed in a brocade robe, but with a somewhat rustic style, walked out of the other wave of people.

There are only seven or eight people in this group, and all of them are a little immature. This is not the key for Zheng Ming, the key is that Zheng Heng is also standing in this group of people.

The stout young man in gorgeous clothes did not say anything, and it was a young man with oily hair and a pink face who spoke, he waved the folding fan in his hand and said with a smile: "This junior brother, I didn't say that I wouldn't let you in." ”

"Look, isn't there a door, where do you enter, you can complete the registration of the Fu Academy, why don't you go quickly. ”

The door that the oily and powder-faced young man was referring to could not be called a door at all, because the door he was talking about was three feet wide and three feet high, and it was a dog hole for dogs to enter and exit.

The young man's words caused everyone behind him to laugh, and some people said loudly: "The dirt buns in the countryside, just because you want to enter the door, let's get into the dog hole quickly!"

"Drill, drill quickly, or you won't be able to sign up!"

"Boys, in the county below, you are five or six people, but when you arrive at this Luling Mansion, you all give the master an honesty, it is the dragon that has to be coiled for me, and the tiger is lying for me!"

The chaotic voice filled the eyes of the questioning young man with anger, and he pushed the young man in front of him and said hatefully: "I don't care who you are, this door, I must enter today." ”

As he spoke, he walked towards the gate of the Fuwu Academy, but before he could take two steps, a short boy next to the stout young man stepped out and punched the questioning young man.

Questioning the young man's cultivation is the pinnacle of the eleventh grade, so in the face of the short boy's attack, he was not afraid, and swung his fist towards the short boy.

After seven or eight rounds of fighting between the two of them, the short boy's figure flashed strangely behind the questioning boy, and kicked the questioning boy's body to the ground.

A mouthful of blood spit out from the mouth of the questioning boy.

The short boy stepped forward, stepped directly on the face of the questioning young man, and then pointed at Zheng Heng and the others: "You bunch of miscellaneous pieces, don't you let me get into the dog hole, aren't you still waiting for the uncle to invite you?"

Before he came to Fucheng, his father Zheng Gongxuan told him to let him practice hard and cause less trouble.

Zheng Heng was very convinced of his father's words, so when he came to this Luling Mansion, he had the intention of cultivating.

But I didn't expect that when I came to Luling Mansion this time, I hadn't signed up yet, and I was actually stopped by this group of teenagers who were also enrolled in the school, but they were from various families in Luling Mansion, and they were not allowed to enter through the gate.

Climbing in through the dog hole is an insult, and it will be an insult that will not be washed away for a lifetime.

No matter how great your achievements are in the future, the first reaction of the family clan of the Deer Spirit Mansion when their name is mentioned is that this is a person who drills dog holes.

"This teacher, they are so nonsense, will our Mansion Martial Academy not care about it?" Zheng Heng spoke to a man in his thirties wearing a jade-colored robe.

The man's eyes were narrow, and after hearing Zheng Heng's words, he smiled faintly and said, "You are not students of the Fuwu Academy yet, and the Fuwuyuan naturally doesn't care about these things." ”

"What's more, they didn't stop you from signing up at the Fuwu Academy, they just asked you to sign up in a different way. ”

"Good one for another!" Zheng Heng's teeth chattered, this man's words were clearly prevarication!

The man didn't pay any attention to Zheng Heng's sarcastic words, and turned his head to look at a leaf, he didn't pay attention to Zheng Heng and the others' thoughts at all.

The short boy who trampled the questioning boy under his feet said to the stout boy who was surrounded by stars like the moon: "Brother Tongxuan, since this group of turtles is unwilling to climb the cave by themselves, we might as well throw them in!"

The stout young man nodded and said, "It's okay, it's really not interesting to waste time for these turtles, since they toast and don't eat and drink, then beat me half to death first, and then throw it in." ”

"Let's let this group of turtles know that this is the city of Fucheng!"

As soon as the stout man spoke, seven or eight teenagers rushed over, and one of them, the pink-faced boy who rushed to the front, rushed into the air and rushed towards Zheng Heng.

The boy's body was like a goshawk, a goshawk that caught a rabbit.

In the eyes of this young man, Zheng Heng is a rabbit, a rabbit that makes him appear in front of people.

But this young man chose the wrong object, although Zheng Heng is not as strong as his younger brother, but his tiger fist has reached the peak of subtlety after receiving Zheng Ming's guidance.

One more step, it is understanding.

What's more, during the time in the Zheng family, basically Zheng Ming would practice with Zheng Heng when he was free, which made Zheng Heng's actual combat experience improve by leaps and bounds.

Although the young man's moves were good, he made two mistakes, one was to underestimate the enemy, and the other was to seek perfect posture, and at the moment of pounce, he had already used the old moves.

It can be said that the teenager at this moment has no time to change his moves.

Just when the young man felt that his volley posture was so handsome and perfect, Zheng Heng rushed into the mountain with a fierce tiger and suddenly rushed towards the young man's face.

This punch is very heavy and accurate.

A punch smashed directly on the bridge of the young man's nose, and in an instant, two lines of blood erupted from the young man's nostrils, and the young man's body was thrown out directly.

"Hehe, Xu Yuansheng, don't you ......" The rough young man was only halfway through his words, and he couldn't say it.

Because of the Xu Yuansheng in his mouth, he was lying on the ground like a dead dog at this moment.

The people who were already fighting suddenly stopped at this moment, and many people who knew this young man named Xu Yuansheng felt a little incredulous.

Although this Xu Yuansheng is not outstanding among the crowd, he was born in the Xu family, one of the seven major and eight-grade families in the Luling Mansion.

Not only has his own cultivation reached the middle of the eleventh grade, but he has also cultivated the Xu family's wind eagle hand, even if he is an ordinary tenth-grade martial artist, he may not be able to win him.

But now, this Xu Yuansheng was actually hit to the ground by this stupid-looking young man.

"Good boy, I didn't expect you to still have hidden skills!" The stout young man walked towards Zheng Heng, and between his steps, it was like a mountain.

"But the last thing you should do is hurt my brother, you may not know, you got into trouble, this semester, no, it should be said that in the past three years of cultivation in the Fuwu Academy, you are ready to lie on the bed!"

As the young man spoke, a punch slammed towards Zheng Heng, and the moment the young man's fist burst out, there was a gust of strong wind, and he rushed towards Zheng Heng with his fist.

This man himself is invincible!

Zheng Heng keenly felt that this young man's strength was much stronger than his own, and if he was an opponent, he might not be able to take a few moves.

At that moment, Zheng Heng used the wandering method of Tiger Fist to fight with this young man, but after ten moves, Zheng Heng felt that he had run out of space, and it was getting smaller and smaller, and even in the end, the thick young man's fist seemed to be in all directions of him.

If it goes on like this, I won't be able to support it for long!

Although Zheng Heng knew it in his heart, the young man's fist made it really difficult for him to deal with, and just when Zheng Heng had a trace of eagerness in his heart, the young man's fist, which had already been empty, suddenly twisted strangely and slammed towards the bridge of Zheng Heng's nose.

Before the fist arrives, the strong wind has arrived!

If this punch is hit, Zheng Heng knows that he will definitely be blown out like that Xu Yuansheng, and his nose is probably worse than which Xu Yuansheng.

After all, when his fist hit Xu Yuansheng's nose, he left three points of strength.

And this stout young man didn't have half of his strength left!

But at this time, Zheng Heng had no possibility of dodging, not even turning his head to dodge.

Just when Zheng Heng closed his eyes and was about to take this punch, he found that this punch did not come down.

It wasn't the thick boy's mercy, but because an arm had already grabbed the stout boy's arm.

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