City: I became an immortal emperor who refused to inherit the family property

Most people who practice martial arts have a kind of self-confidence, as if as long as they know martial arts, there is nothing in this world that they cannot do.

Even someone who his own master can't beat, he can win.

For example, these people in the Xia family martial arts school.

They saw father Xia being slapped flying with their own eyes, not only did they not escape, but they went forward bravely.

For this kind of behavior, Ma Jian decided to applaud them as: brainless.

"Just to my liking."

With a sneer, Ma Jian strode forward.

Although the security guards have undergone professional training, they are still not close in front of these martial arts disciples, so Ma Jian doesn't need them to take action, and he is enough for himself.

More than a dozen martial arts disciples can be said to be a powerful force outside.

But in front of Ma Jian, he was vulnerable.

Let alone the power used to deal with Lin Xuanqing, even the power used to deal with Li Meng is not needed.

With the purple gold armor on his body, Ma Jian didn't have to dodge the enemy's fists, which was worse than scratching an itch.

But his fist hit others like a hammer.

With such a big difference, everyone was knocked down in less than 2 minutes.

"Who wants to come, hurry up."

Looking around, Ma Jian looked at the world with disdain.

The disciples with bruised noses and swollen faces were lying on the ground and howling, unable to get up.

Some people wanted to struggle, but Father Xia stopped them.

"Stop, you are not his opponent."

No matter how much he thought about it, he never thought that he would kick the iron plate today.

Looking at Ma Jian's actions just now, he has already determined that this is the person who kicked the gymnasium that day.

"Who is your Excellency? You just singled out the Duan family martial arts gym a few days ago, and today you are looking for my Xia family martial arts gym. Could there be some conspiracy?"

"If I remember correctly, Your Excellency was the new curator of the Cheng Family Martial Arts Center on the day you kicked off the gym. Isn't that enough?"

Father Xia has been the curator for many years, so he couldn't help but start various speculations.

But Ma Jian shook his head and told the truth cruelly.

"Actually, I didn't know that you were from the Xia Family Martial Arts School at first, and I didn't even think about looking for you."

"It's your son who bullied me. He hasn't won yet, and then he called you here."

"If your martial arts school goes bankrupt after today, it will be because of your son."

Father Xia's eyes widened in disbelief.

Li Tian's eyes were bright, and he turned his head.

"Master, you singled out the Duan family martial arts gym. When did this happen?"

"It's a pity that I didn't know about such a big thing."

"It would be great if I could see it with my own eyes. Master, you are really amazing."

My master is so good, I can't flatter him too much, Li Tian and You Rong Yan.

Ma Jian raised his hand and pressed: "Be low-key and low-key, it's all small things."

"That Duan Xinhong is very weak. He didn't survive my two punches at all. He is like a weak chicken. He doesn't have any sense of accomplishment."

"Just like him, he can send someone to deal with you. You must practice hard in the future, do you hear me?"

Li Tian nodded obediently: "Everything is subject to Master."

"I have been practicing hard during this time, you can check it at any time."

They tried to talk as if no one else was there, but Xia's father almost vomited blood.

Is Duan Xinhong still a weakling?

If he is a weak chicken, there are not many other martial arts schools that are not weak chickens.

You must know that even if the Duan family martial arts school is among all the martial arts schools, its status is not low.

Although Ma Jian's ability is indeed qualified to say these words, why does it sound so awkward?

The Duan family martial arts school is not worth mentioning, so what about their Xia family martial arts school?

Father Xia's complexion changed continuously, and he couldn't help turning his head and glaring at Xia Zhong.

And Xia Zhong was usually ignorant, so he didn't understand what was contained in this look at all.

"What are they talking about, Dad, hurry up and find a way to save me."

"This is clearly looking down on our Xia family martial arts school, you must teach them a lesson."

"To shut up!"

Father Xia quickly stopped drinking, but it was still a step too late.

Ma Jian squinted his eyes and looked over.

"Teach us a lesson? All right, the security guards will come to me. Anyone who is here today counts as one, beat me up!"

Those little gangsters and disciples had been beaten by Ma Jian long ago and lost half of their combat effectiveness, so there was nothing to fear.

The security guards held batons, as if they were whack-a-mole, hitting each one accurately.

"Oh, oh, please, I don't dare to do it again."

"Master, help me, whoops."

All kinds of begging for mercy and screams filled the entire hall.

Father Xia got up from the ground in a panic.

"Stop it, you all stop it!"

"Curator Ma, it's because I have blind eyes that I didn't recognize you. Please hold your hand high. These disciples don't know anything."

"They are all my apprentices, and it's all our father and son's fault. Give me a chance."

After all, they were his disciples, and many of them were raised by him since childhood. Father Xia couldn't bear it, and knelt down in front of Ma Jian.

Ma Jian's face remained unchanged.

"This is not acceptable. Your son said that he wants you to stand up."

"If I let you go, doesn't that mean I'm afraid of you?"

"You also called me the curator just now, so I can't let you."

After finishing speaking in a cold voice, he threw him away.

Father Xia hated secretly, turned around, and slapped Xia Zhong.

"It's all your evil obstacle, if it wasn't for you, how could it have become like this?"

"I don't expect you to inherit the martial arts school anymore, you are only willing to give up if you have to destroy the martial arts hall."

"How could I have a son like you? I really committed crimes in my previous life."

Every time he uttered a word, he was slapped across the face, and within a few words, Xia Zhong's face was already swollen like a pig's head.

Ma Jian watched coldly, turned and walked towards the private room.

At the door of the private room, several students were peeping. When they saw Ma Jian approaching, they immediately went back and sat down, pretending that nothing happened.

When Ma Jian came in and sat down, all eyes were on him.

At this time, Ma Jian's aura has completely changed. He doesn't look like a young man, but more like a superior, with contempt from above.

The surrounding students looked at Ma Jian with admiration, envy, and awe, and they all looked at Ma Jian cautiously, not daring to speak.

After a while, Xia's father and Xia Zhong appeared at the door of the private room.

Li Tian followed behind, winking at Ma Jian.

Then I saw the Xia family father and son kneeling down together.

Father Xia's face was full of vicissitudes: "Mr. Ma, it's all my fault. I didn't take care of my son well. If you give me an accurate word on what happened today, I will definitely do it."

"But my martial arts school, and those disciples, I really can't ignore them."

Xia Zhong was kneeling behind, his face could no longer be seen from its original appearance, let alone its expression.

He couldn't even speak clearly, he could only make a whimpering sound.

Ma Jian looked over.

"I'm not interested in your martial arts school. They didn't do anything wrong, and I don't bother to care about it."

"But Xia Zhong's subordinates, since they moved the people around me, they must pay the price."

"I don't want too much, one hand per person, isn't it too much?"