Demon City, Jing'an, and the Martial Arts Hall of the Benevolent People.

A pair of students were practicing on the ring in the martial arts hall. There were more than a dozen people watching around, and there were seven or eight people making sandbags a little further away.

"Coach, I heard that a new martial arts school was opened nearby and it was opened today." The person who spoke was a young man wearing shorts and naked upper body.

The other man was a strong man in his thirties. He sat on a chair and his eyes swept across the two of them from time to time on the ring.

"Oh." The strong man nodded indifferently. "What they taught them, what we taught us."

There are not a hundred martial arts schools in the Demon City that can be called famous, and there are eighty martial arts schools, plus karate, taekwondo and so on. This is not the case with the small martial arts schools that open today and close tomorrow.

There are several companies around who can only make a name known, and they are all well-known.

Now it is no longer as before, and there are not so many people who come to challenge when the new martial arts hall is opened.

After all, if you do this business, smashing people's signatures is to cut off people's wealth, which is a dead grudge. Generally, no one will do this.

At most, when the level is similar, if you communicate occasionally, it is mostly a behavior among students.

"But this martial arts hall is quite strange. It usually uses some advertisements before opening, and there is no publicity for this martial arts hall. Moreover, it is on the upper and lower floors, and the rent is 20 to 3 million yuan a year. I don't know how they earn it." The young man said casually.

"That's their business. There's a reason you told me about this, right?" The strong man turned his head and looked at him, and a light flashed between his eyes closed, which made the young man feel a little upset.

"Coach, that, Xue Yi and the others seem to be going to make trouble." The young man whispered.

The strong man frowned. Xue Yi and the others had five people in a small circle, both between seventeen and twenty years old, and their family background was very good.

The one who practiced here the longest is Xue Yi. After practicing for five years, he usually likes to be brave and ruthless. He has also discussed with a few Taekwondo and Karate coaches. However, the ones he practiced were all learned from the Dawu Academy and taught a child, and he didn't have much strength.

Now that I am brave, I actually went to kick someone else's place. After winning a few times, I feel that I can practice it.

Those who can rent a city to build a martial arts hall here for millions of dollars a year are not comparable to those small Taekwondo halls with dozens of square meters. He is no match for just calling out one or two coaches.

"Coach, do you want to go and have a look? After all, it's from our martial arts school. I'm afraid he will be embarrassed if he loses." said the young man.

"What's there to see? If you lose, you will not be good at learning skills, and it will be embarrassing to him." The strong man said. He didn't think that a student who had been practicing for a few years could compete with the coach of the Dawu Academy, even if the student was talented.

Both sides are not on the same level at all.

...

Two streets away from the Renren Martial Arts Hall, there is a completely wooden exterior wall with an antique martial arts hall.

Below the brand is a small word "Wu", and there is an unrecognizable word on it, some of which look like small seal script. Some of them have been studying good things nearby but have not figured out what the word is.

Later, when I saw the people from the martial arts hall, someone asked about it that it was the word "Yao".

However, no one knows which dynasty or dynasty the word is. Many people think it is a self-created character, and even mock it for this.

At this time, a few strong young people walked into the martial arts hall laughing and laughing. What was surprising was that in addition to the luxuriously decorated hall, front desk and several rooms, there was also a restaurant on the first floor.

"Are you a martial arts hall or a restaurant?" asked a short-haired young man with a smile.

"Of course it's the martial arts hall, and that side is where students eat." Two girls in their twenties were received, both of whom were pretty and answered politely.

"What do you all teach?" the young man asked with a smile again.

"At present, there is only one type of boxing method of killing fist." The girl replied.

"Killing Fist? The name is so scary. Could it be that it will kill people, right?" The young man next to him suddenly laughed: "But I haven't heard of it. Can we let us see it?"

"Do you guys want to sign up?" the girl asked.

"We have to see our skills first before deciding whether to register. Girl, call your coach out and communicate with me. If you win, I will sign up. How about it?" Another young man with a strong and fierce face said in a deep voice.

...

Ren Baqian was sitting on the third floor, listening to Ren Wannian and Ding Jie report to him, and suddenly heard someone coming to report, and was a little surprised.

"Someone is here to smash the situation?"

Ren Baqian, Ren Wannian, Ding Jie all showed a look of surprise and his expression became weird. Come here to challenge... How hard do you think you can't think about it?

"Yes, the other party said it was a communication, but it should be a challenge." The front desk who came to report said. She was still a little nervous when facing the boss who had met for the first time.

The main reason is that this big boss doesn’t look like a good person. She feels like the two big coaches in the martial arts hall, and she has a captivating atmosphere all over her body.

"Is this still happening now?" Ren Baqian asked with a little amused.

"I have inquired about it. There are very few situations now. Besides, we just opened our business and didn't even do advertising. It's impossible to affect others and will not attract hostility." Ding Jie said. After more than half a year of busyness, Ding Jie has matured a lot.

In addition, I have practiced martial arts these days and have become stronger. I look like a promising young man in his twenties and no longer have bean sprouts like before.

This change is evident. He knew that he had nothing outstanding, and he had to catch a lot of things better than him. Although he didn't know why the boss was interested in him and gave him such an opportunity, he had to work harder.

Therefore, Ding Jie also strives to do his best in everything.

"Take it to the second floor and call a few coaches by the way." Ren Baqian smiled and stood up and walked out of the door. He was idle and had nothing to do, so it was good to have fun.

In a moment, Ren Baqian and others met the five young men brought up.

They are all seventeen or eighteen years old, and they are at the age of causing trouble.

Seeing these people, Ren Baqian suddenly lost most of his interest.

As soon as the five young men came up, they saw seven or eight people standing here, especially two of them standing there like bears. They were shocked. If such people stood there and let them beat them, they might not be able to beat them.

But when you come, you can't admit defeat immediately.

At the age of seventeen or eighteen, the face is greater than the sky. In order to fight for face, it happens that you can get two brothers and kill each other, and now several friends are watching here.

"Who are you coaches? I am from the Martial Arts School of Renren. Let's communicate." One of the young men stepped forward and shouted loudly.

"Boss, I'll do it." Liu Chengwu, the second brother of the Liu brothers behind Ren Baqian, said.

The two of them have a good annual salary now. They have been doing nothing as a consultant. They have always wanted to show their value. Seeing this, they volunteered immediately.

Ren Baqian nodded.

"Are you here to communicate?" Liu Chengwu stepped forward and said.

When the other party saw Liu Chengwu coming out, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief. As long as it was not those two guys, it would be fine.

If you don’t hit the box, you will be strong. The guy who came out looks like he is forty years old. The chance of winning on his own side has increased greatly!

"Yes, we are from the Martial Arts Hall of Renren." Several people immediately said.

Liu Chengwu nodded, walked silently to a row of sandbags beside him, and punched the middle one before pointing out: "The sandbags here, from light to heavy, which level can you hit?"

"Make a sandbag?" The people suddenly laughed and felt a little contemptuous. The people from the martial arts school were a little cowardly.

The young man who was leading the way forward walked to the heaviest sandbag, inhale, raised his legs and swept it up.

"Dong!"

"Ka——!"

The crisp sound of fractures sounded, and the young man lay on the ground with his legs in his arms and kept wailing. The others immediately changed their faces. They did not expect such a situation to happen.

"What is in the sandbag?" Ren Baqian turned his head and asked.

"Steel ingot..." Liu Chengwen said behind him.

Ren Baqian almost burst into laughter. I really didn't realize that these Liu brothers are so weird!

Just as he was so excited that a passionate young man used all his strength to kick the steel ingot - he would have to doubt his life if he kicked this kick!

Talent!

Ren Baqian likes such talents!
Chapter completed!