Chapter 22: I Can't Go to Heaven
A few minutes later, Yang Tian drove a red BMW at a gallop.
The faΓ§ade of the martial arts hall is scattered all over the place, and there is a commotion in the hall, and it seems that the people who are making trouble have not left.
Close the car door and rush in.
At the door stood two young men with baseball bats, dressed in fancy clothes and very social.
"Stop, the Cold Day Martial Arts Gym is closed and no longer accepts customers. One of the young men stopped Yang Tian, his expression and tone were very unkind.
Yang Tian said coldly: "Close the door, have you asked me?"
The young man laughed and said, "How old are you, do you know what your last name is?"
Yang Tian shook his head: "It seems that I will give you a little hardship, I really think that I am invincible in the world." β
"What are you talking about? Give us a hard time? Joke, good brother, this man is too crazy, let's go together. Without saying a word, the two young men rounded the baseball bat and smashed it straight into Yang Tian's head.
"When your head is opened, you will know how many pounds and taels you have. β
"Remember, don't come out and pretend to be forced in the future. Damn, I hate this kind of rubbish that has no strength and likes to be in the limelight. β
Bang bang!
Two crunchs!
The moment the two raised their baseball bats, they suddenly felt empty in their hands, and suddenly a sense of crisis came, making their scalps tingle.
In the next second, there was a sharp pain in the top of his head, as if he had knocked over the brain inside, and tears were pressed out.
It was so fast that none of them reacted.
"You ......"
Before he finished speaking, he felt that he couldn't resist the gravity of his upper eyelids, and he fell to the ground all of a sudden.
Yang Tian threw away the baseball bat, straddled the two people with disdain, and entered the martial arts hall.
There were a lot of people inside, except for no students, Han Feiyang, Xu Xiao and other senior brothers were there.
Across from them, there were about a dozen people, all carrying baseball bats, all arranged in a very orderly manner.
The leader was dressed in a black tunic and sat on a Taishi chair, exuding a dangerous aura all over his body.
Yang Tian could feel that he was also a cultivator, and his strength was not weak.
Senior Sister Liuli has taught that under the immortals, there are about five levels, from high to low, they are Heaven and Earth Spirit Xuanhuang.
He had cultivated for ten years before he could step into the Xuan Realm, but after absorbing the abundant cold qi today, he had a feeling of breakthrough.
And the tunic is at least the peak of the Yellow Realm, and it has even reached the Xuan Realm.
Just as he was thinking about it, the tunic suddenly turned around, staring at him with a pair of eagle-like eyes.
For a moment, everyone's eyes were on Yang Tian.
The white T-shirt looks simple, and the slight frowning seems to be the norm, and the first impression is that he is a melancholy beautiful man.
"Master!" Han Feiyang shouted excitedly.
Xu Xiao and the others looked at Yang Tian with complicated expressions.
Yesterday's battle was still vivid, and they were ashamed.
After looking at each other, they all shouted in unison, "Master!"
The tunic suit's eyes narrowed slightly, feeling the danger on Yang Tian's body.
This is a deadly lone viper that could be given to him at any time.
"Are you their master?" a young man with a dark face wearing a red Givenchy shirt suddenly shouted at Yang Tian.
Yang Tian plucked out his ears and said with a leisurely smile: "You entered my martial arts gym, and you don't even know who I am?"
The swarthy young man walked out of the crowd, gently tapped the baseball bat on the palm of his left hand, shook his head, and said disdainfully: "I'm just afraid that I will hurt the ants by mistake." β
He circled around Yang Tian twice, tugging at the white T-shirt and sneering: "Tsk, the T-shirts are all washed white, and they are as tattered as your martial arts gym." β
"Not much to say, my master decided to rectify the martial arts in Dong'an City, so that the martial arts in Dong'an City are famous in the whole country, but it needs some funds and manpower, your cold day martial arts hall is in good condition, we are ready to use it as a base camp, do you have any opinions?"
Yang Tian figured out the situation and shook his head: "I don't agree. β
"Huh?" the swarthy young man's face became even more gloomy: "I'm just informing you, not asking for your opinion. β
"And, I have my own means to get you to agree. β
Before the swarthy young man's words fell, the baseball bat was quickly raised, falling from the sky and smashing directly into Yang Tian's head.
However, just as he raised his arm, there was an emptiness in front of him, and a slap slapped him steadily in the face.
Syllable!
With a crisp sound, the swarthy young man's body flew out directly and fell to the side.
"Okayβ" Han Feiyang stood in the distance and cheered loudly.
The group of people across from them looked stunned, unable to believe that this ordinary-looking young man could be so powerful.
"You are presumptuous!"
Saying that, two more people rushed out of the crowd, and smashed Yang Tian with a stick.
Yang Tian turned on the left side, dodged and quickly grabbed the baseball bat that came close to him, dragged the stick and raised it backhand, just blocking the attack of another person.
dragged and dragged, the first person fell directly to the ground, and the other person turned pale, watching the baseball bat fall to the top of his head, but he didn't have time to fight back.
Boom!
The baseball bat struck the man's head, splattering a cloud of blood.
"Don't deceive people too much!"
Four or five more people rushed out of the crowd, holding baseball bats and smashing them at Yang Tian.
"It's just a small skill for carving insects. Yang Tian smiled contemptuously, and the baseball bat in his hand swept out at will, and all four or five people fell to the ground.
For a while, there was a mourning in the cold day martial arts hall.
Han Feiyang and the others were full of red light, and they kept cheering for Yang Tian.
And the disciples behind the tunic looked gloomy, and their eyes kept wandering over the master.
"Your Excellency has gone too far. The disciples on the ground didn't look at the tunic suit, and stared at Yang Tian with squinted eyes.
Yang Tian threw away the baseball bat and said nonchalantly: "You came to kick my field and talk to me about morality?"
"Immediately, immediately, get out. β
"Otherwise, you will bear the consequences. β
As he spoke, he pressed tightly towards the tunic.
"Dong'an Wulin has been suppressed by my colleagues for many years, and I have the responsibility to stand up and rectify it. The tunic sat on the Taishi chair without moving, but beads of sweat were already on his forehead.
"I don't care what you want, but this is my martial arts gym, and I won't enter your so-called martial arts. β
"You're not welcome here, don't force me to do it. Yang Tian frowned slightly, and his true qi had been urged to the extreme.
The tunic held the armrests on the Taishi's chair with both hands, and if you look closely, you will find that the armrests have two deep imprints.
He said with difficulty: "If you don't agree, you have to agree." β
Yang Tian's eyes narrowed, and a rumbling explosion sounded in his ears.
The Taishi chair exploded and turned into a cloud of powder, and the Cold Sky Martial Arts Hall instantly fell into dust.
"Turtle Qigong!"
Hearing the man in the tunic shout again, the powder quickly dispersed, and a middle-aged man in tattered clothes appeared.
"Boy, I know you have some ability, but can you handle my Turtle Qigong?"
The apprentices in the tunics all hid far away, their faces full of joy and excitement.
"Master should have made a move a long time ago, and let that kid pretend to be a wave. β
Although Han Feiyang and Xu Xiao were sharp, they did not take a step back, and looked at the tunic with a solemn expression.
"Master, we can't get out, you go first, they don't dare to kill. β
But Yang Tian smiled contemptuously: "If you work hard, you can't go to the sky." β