"Yes, Master, we can't help much, but we can cheer you on!"

"Master, let us go with you! I really want to see Huaxia martial arts, is it really as powerful as the legend......

Just now, she also persuaded Ren Jian to return to vulgarity, and threatened to be Ren Jian's girlfriend's little cutie, but at this time, she shook Ren Jian's arm and was coquettish, and Ren Jian's body was almost crispy when she was shaken.

Ren Jian enjoyed it quite in his heart, but now he is a high-ranking monk, and his face is still light, as if he is not moved by the beauty at all, which makes many people who secretly observe Ren Jian nod secretly and admire in their hearts.

Maybe Ren Jian's acting skills are too good, his compassionate feelings have infected many people, at least most of the people in the carriage are willing to go to cheer for Ren Jian, and many of them are willing to temporarily put down the things in their hands.

And this effect is exactly what Ren Jian wants, if he goes to the gym alone, maybe people will avoid fighting, and even play some despicable means.

Although Ren Jian broke through the body of the magic weapon, his body was almost invulnerable, and he could lift three hundred catties with one arm, but he still couldn't prevent bullets from penetrating, who knows if anyone has a gun?

The only thing in the world that Ren Jian is afraid of is a hot weapon, and no matter how sharp a cold weapon is, it is difficult to cut through Ren Jian's skin, which shows how terrifying the defense of Ren Jian's body is.

Although Huaxia has a strict ban on guns, if you are rich and powerful, you can't get an automatic rifle, and it's still easy to get a pistol.

But if you take a group of people to kick the gym, the effect will be completely different, and the person in charge of karate has to fight, especially when he coincidentally met a reporter from Baisha Daily on the bus, which made Ren Jian secretly sigh lucky.

Under the plea of everyone, Ren Jian agreed "reluctantly", the bus was not allowed to enter the station, but the driver enthusiastically sent Ren Jian and others to Baisha Station.

Next to the bus station in Baisha City, a group of dozens of people came to the karate hall in front of the house, and many people were curious on the way, and when they learned that the Shaolin monk was going to the karate kicking hall, they all put down their things and followed them to watch the battle.

Chinese people have a kind of lively knot, where there is a lot of people, Shaolin monks challenge karate, this is a rare thing in a hundred years, and when Ren Jian arrived at the door of the karate hall, dozens of people followed behind him have already become hundreds.

Ren Jian's changed appearance, he looked like he was about twenty-four or five years old, and at this time, Ren Jian's expression was solemn, his hands were folded, and he stood quietly at the door of the karate hall.

"What are you doing? Go away, go away, don't gather around the door of our museum...... Hundreds of people gathered at the door, such a big movement naturally alarmed the people in the museum, more than ten men and women in white clothes walked out of the museum, and it was the middle-aged man who led the way to speak.

The middle-aged man's name is Li Yunhua, who is the coach of this karate gym, and is a master of the black belt.

"Amitabha Buddha ......" a Buddha horn echoed in everyone's ears, and in front of the karate hall that was still chaotic just now, it was suddenly quiet, and many people sighed in their hearts The loudness of Ren Jian's voice was sighed.

"The poor monk Shaolin inner disciple, the Dharma name is not lewd, and I have seen all the donors. Ren Jian still had a smile on his face, folded his hands, and bowed to Li Yunhua and the others.

"Shaolin monk?" Li Yunhua frowned.

"Exactly!" Ren Jian showed a look of pride on his face, and he didn't know how to pull the banner shamelessly, looking at his proud appearance as a Shaolin disciple, no one would suspect that he was actually just an impostor.

"Shaolin monk, why don't you eat fasting and chant Buddha, why did you come to our gym?" Li Yunhua stared at Ren Jian, karate and Shaolin Temple have nothing to do with each other.

"Heh!" Ren Jian chuckled, the expression on his face remained unchanged, his mouth was not in a hurry, and said, "Actually, the poor monk is here to kick the hall this time!"

"......Uproar" heard Ren Jian's threat to kick the hall, some people gloated, and some people looked at Ren Jian angrily.

Most of the people who gloated were the people who watched the excitement, and the people who looked at Ren Jian angrily were naturally the students of the karate gym.

"Haha...... Kick the hall, monk, have you watched too many movies, what age are you still kicking the hall?" Li Yunhua heard that Ren Jian was here to kick the hall, and suddenly seemed to hear some big joke.

"Amitabha, isn't there a master in the huge martial arts hall? The poor monk sincerely asks the master of your hall this time, and he hopes to give him advice!"

"If your pavilion refuses to teach, or does not dare to fight, then the poor monk will always stand here. Ren Jian's expression was not impatient, the smile on his face still did not decrease in the slightest, and as he spoke, Ren Jian closed his eyes, as if he was closing his eyes to recuperate.

"You ......" Li Yunhua was extremely angry when he heard this, the karate gym was originally built next to the station, and there were many people next to the station, and with the passage of time, more and more people gathered, Li Yunhua suddenly couldn't get off the stage, once he refused to fight, it would inevitably damage the reputation of the martial arts hall.

"Respond to the battle......!" The crowd was afraid that the world would not be chaotic, and they clamored for Li Yunhua to fight.

"What broke karate, was forced to the door, and he didn't dare to fight, if anyone told me how good karate was in the future, Lao Tzu sprayed his face......

"Originally, my nephew wanted to learn karate, but now, it's okay if you don't learn it......"

There was a whisper in his ear, and Li Yunhua's face turned pale: "Okay! Since you want to kick the hall, then come in!"

"The guest is as he pleases, and everything is up to the donor. Ren Jian saw that his goal had been achieved, and followed Li Yunhua into the karate gym.

The karate hall is equipped with luxurious facilities, and there are about 100 karate students in the hall with an empty martial arts arena covered with a layer of yellow wooden planks on the ground.

After those students figured out the situation, they all glared at Ren Jian, who let Ren Jian come to kick the gym, if the students of the martial arts hall warmly welcomed him, it would be hell.

"Monk, are you sure you're here to kick the hall?" Li Yunhua stared at Ren Jian, the killing intent in his eyes flashed, but he was still captured by Ren Jian, and after breaking through the body of the magic weapon, Ren Jian's five senses were also several times sharper.

"Could it be that the poor monk still comes to you to eat fasting and recite the Buddha?" Ren Jian said angrily.

"Okay, good ......" Li Yunhua gritted his teeth and said three good words in a row, which shows what he became by Ren Jianqi.

Li Yunhua took off his shoes, walked to the center of the martial arts arena, stretched out his hand and made a gesture of invitation to Ren Jian: "Your Excellency, please!"

The smile on Ren Jian's face did not decrease, and he walked into the martial arts arena according to his words.

"Li Yunhua, please give me a lot of advice!" Li Yunhua saluted Ren Jian.

"The poor monk is very curious, I don't know if you are a Chinese or a Fusang?" Looking at Li Yunhua's groveling appearance, Ren Jian said sarcastically.

"Naturally, it's a Chinese person!" Li Yunhua said with a slight anger.

"Yes, the poor monk doesn't look like it!" Ren Jian's mouth is unforgiving. "The poor monk is strange, since you are from Huaxia, why don't you practice good Huaxia martial arts, but you practice the barbarian martial arts of Fusang Island Country?"

"Huaxia martial arts, how can Huaxia martial arts be compared with karate!" Li Yunhua sneered, looking at his appearance, he didn't look down on Huaxia martial arts at all.

"Really?!, the poor monk should be taught the karate of the benefactor. Ren Jian was still calm, but many of the people who came to watch the battle were angered by Li Yunhua, and they all clamored for Ren Jian to teach him a good lesson and let him know how powerful Huaxia martial arts were.

"Li Yunhua, a black belt in karate, please give me a lot of advice!" Li Yunhua repeated again.

The level of karate is indicated by the color of the belt, from low to high: white belt, yellow belt, red belt, orange belt, blue belt, green belt, purple belt, tea belt, and then one level is the black belt, that is, the entry stage.

And Li Yunhua is the master of the black belt and the coach of this karate gym.

Li Yunhua has been obsessed with martial arts since he was a child, and he also practiced Huaxia martial arts at first, but unfortunately, after practicing Huaxia martial arts for five years, he was defeated by a student of karate.

Since then, Li Yunhua has been obsessed with karate, and after eight years of hard practice, Li Yunhua finally broke through to the black section of the promotion, and was hired by someone with a high salary half a year ago to become the coach of this karate gym.

The corners of Ren Jian's mouth involuntarily showed a smile, if Li Youlin was here, he would definitely sigh that someone was going to be unlucky......

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