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Compared to ordinary people, sixteen years is too long, and those who are older suddenly extinguish the idea of practicing martial arts.

Because even if they start practicing martial arts now, by the time they practice kung fu, they may already be half in the ground.

Perhaps this is the defect of Huaxia martial arts, it is not as easy to become as other martial arts, and it has been cultivated for ten or twenty years at every turn, and few people can have such great perseverance.

Moreover, the conditions for practicing Huaxia martial arts are harsh, although everyone can cultivate, but there are very few who can cultivate to the fullest.

Thinking of Ren Jian's kung fu, which was achieved through sixteen years of hard work, many people secretly admired Ren Jian's perseverance.

But what they don't know is that Ren Jian doesn't know any golden bell jars and vajra palms at all, they are all made up by him to fool people, and the golden bell jars and vajra palms, even if they are practiced to the extreme, they definitely don't have such great power.

Then Li Jingwen raised some questions, Ren Jian answered vaguely, and the questions that he didn't know how to answer, Ren Jian directly pushed them to the door rules, and it was not appropriate to disclose them.

At the end of the visit, Ren Jian finally breathed a sigh of relief: "Amitabha, the poor monk still has to challenge other martial arts halls, and now he will leave......" Ren Jian clasped his hands together and smiled at the crowd around him.

"Master, we will accompany you and cheer you on......"

"Yes, the master swept the foreign martial arts hall and won glory for China, how could such a grand event be missed......

"Master, we support you ......"

Many people opened their mouths, asking to continue to follow Ren Jian and cheer for him, and the staff of Baisha TV Station did the same, because the director had just called, but he gave a death order, and they had to follow Ren Jian wherever he went.

In just a short period of time, the ratings of Baisha TV have broken a new record, which can make the director of Baisha TV station happy.

Ren Jian naturally has no reason to refuse, the bigger the movement, the better, so that those karate, taekwondo, judo, Muay Thai and other martial arts halls will not avoid fighting, if they really become shrinking turtles, then after media publicity, the reputation of these martial arts halls must fall to the bottom.

However, what made Ren Jian feel depressed next was that he went to three martial arts halls in a row, but those martial arts halls had been temporarily closed, which made Ren Jian feel the urge to vomit blood.

If Ren Jian's kicking gym is really to revitalize Chinese martial arts, then this result is undoubtedly the best, but the real purpose of Ren Jian's kicking gym is to be beaten, and now that these martial arts gyms are closed, where can Ren Jian find thugs?

How did Ren Jian know that he kicked the gym everywhere with great fanfare, especially after the live broadcast just now, Ren Jian smashed through the cement wall with one palm, and the remaining more than ten martial arts halls in Baisha City announced their closure almost at the same time, because no one was sure that they could deal with Ren Jian.

After all, even if it damages the reputation of the martial arts hall, it is better than directly losing face, Kanazawa Akahori, who has not seen the fourth stage of the black belt, does not have the slightest power to resist under Ren Jian?

Li Jingwen walked to the camera at this time, with a professional smile on his face, and said: "Audience friends, now our location is at the gate of the Red Sun Club, but at this time the Red Sun Club has been closed, and after our TV station investigation, almost all the martial arts halls in Baisha City have been closed......"

"Cut! What a broken martial arts gym, before the master challenged, they were already scared to close the door, if anyone told me how powerful Muay Thai was in the future, Lao Tzu had to spray his face ...... saliva"

"My son originally wanted to learn Muay Thai, but now it seems that I will send him to the Shaolin Temple next year to apprenticeship......

"Yes! If you don't learn good Chinese martial arts, you have to learn karate and Muay Thai, and today's young people, I really don't know what they think......

Although there was a sound of praise around him, Ren Jian couldn't be happy in his heart, now everyone knows that he has a golden bell jar and a vajra palm, and it is estimated that no one will dare to accept his challenge in the future, which makes his cultivation how to break through in the future?

But fortunately, Ren Jian can control the skeletal muscles of his face, and maybe he can change his vest to continue the challenge: "Well, this method is very feasible......

While Ren Jian was pondering in his heart, Li Jingwen suddenly walked over, handed the microphone to Ren Jian, and asked with a smile: "Master, now that the martial arts halls in Baisha City are basically closed, do you still want to go to other urban areas to challenge other martial arts halls?"

"The poor monk will stay in Baisha City for a while, and maybe go to other urban areas next month. ”

"Master, you swept the martial arts halls in Baisha City by yourself, and even now all the martial arts halls are closed because you have closed their doors, I don't know how you feel?"

"Amitabha, this is only the first step for the poor monk to revitalize Chinese martial arts, the poor monk will make persistent efforts until the barbarian martial arts of the Chinese land are swept away, the poor monk is still the same sentence, the Chinese barbarian martial arts are not swept away, and the poor monk vows not to return to Shaolin Temple......"

"We have seen your efforts, and we will always support you, and I think the audience in front of the TV will also support you silently behind the scenes......"

After the visit, Ren Jian gave a salute to the surrounding crowd: "Amitabha, the poor monk has said goodbye......

"Master, don't leave yet, please take me as an apprentice......"

"Master, I also want to worship you as a teacher......"

“......”

returned to the alley to change his equipment, but Ren Jian had just walked out of the alley, but his eyes were attracted by the small advertisement on the telephone pole on the street corner, only to see that the advertisement was marked 'Professional Boxer Club, recruiting a number of sparring partners, with a minimum monthly salary of 20,000 ......'

Professional boxer sparring? If it sounds good, it is a sparring partner, and if it doesn't sound good, it is a human sandbag, but Ren Jian feels that this job is tailor-made for him, and he is beaten and paid, isn't this the job that Ren Jian dreams of?

"Shouldn't I try it? Now that the martial arts gyms in Baisha City have closed, they may not open again for a long time, and I will become a professional boxer sparring partner, can't I just be beaten every day openly?"

"The key is that I still have a salary, which is very suitable for me no matter how I look at it, but before that, I have to get a few ID cards......"

Ren Jian naturally has an ID card, but what he wants is a fake ID card, ** is everywhere, there are small advertisements on the telephone poles, Ren Jian wrote down the phone number, and then returned home to prepare to take a shower, and then went out to apply for a certificate in the afternoon.

After taking a shower, Ren Jian took out his mobile phone from the drawer, because it was inconvenient to take his mobile phone when he went out to be beaten, Ren Jian's mobile phone was basically placed in the drawer.

dialed the phone of **, and a male voice came from inside: "Hey, hello, is there something wrong?"

Ren Jian lay on the sofa and said with a big grin: "I want to apply for a certificate, three of them, the price is easy to say, but it must be fast, I will ask for it this afternoon." ”

The voice on the other end of the phone hesitated for a moment and said, "If you want to be fast, you can do it, but the price is not low." ”

Ren Jian didn't care how much it was, because he didn't plan to give money at all: "How much, make a price!"

Seeing that Ren Jian was so refreshing, the people over there thought they had met a fat sheep: "One price, five hundred yuan each." "There are only about 100 fake certificates on the market, and in some places even 70 or 80 yuan is enough.

"No problem! I will ask for the goods at five o'clock in the afternoon, and you will deliver them when the time comes, and I will wait for you in Baisha Square. ”

"Can ......" The person on the other end of the phone may be remorseful now, he didn't expect Ren Jian to agree so happily, he should have been ruthless if he knew it.

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