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"Young master, which martial arts school do you belong to?"

"I was ordered by Young Master Qin to compete with Director Nie's disciples in the martial arts school. I believe you, the old man, will not interfere!"

Nie Biao's face twitched and he gritted his teeth
"Of course I don't care about the sparring between juniors!"

A sneer curled up on the corner of the man's mouth.

"That's good. If you dare to ask Curator Nie's direct disciple, where is he? I want to compete with him!"

Nie Biao thought for a long time, this guy is here to find trouble with Zhou Yuan!
After thinking for a while, he said, "The disciple has something to go out and is not here today, so please come back first!"

The man didn't intend to leave, so he taunted and said nonsense that he wanted to beat up all the martial arts disciples!
Everyone felt that he was too arrogant, and they went up to compete with him one after another, but they were basically defeated within three strokes.

Nie Biao had no choice but to call Zhou Yuan.

"Zhou Yuan, come quickly, something happened in the martial arts hall!"

"Ah? I'm with my sister!" On the other end of the phone, Zhou Yuan looked at his sister beside him and said
"Accompany Nima, because of you, I will be kicked out of my restaurant!"

"Oh, come right now!"

Nie Biao now only hopes that Zhou Yuan can arrive soon.

"boom!"

The disciple of the gymnasium was directly beaten out of blood.

Nie Biao clenched his fists. He knew he couldn't make a move. If he did, the gym's reputation would be ruined!

"Are the people in Qingtian Gymnasium only capable of this!"

The man looked around at the crowd, looked up to the sky and laughed.

"I forbid you to insult the Gym!"

The disciple of Yiming endured the pain and stood up.

"Oh? Then you should show some skills!"

With a Shunbu step, the man then kicked with his knee, pushing the disciple up abruptly and beating him non-stop.

Nie Biao, who couldn't bear it any longer, was about to stop him.

"Fuck, what's going on!"

Zhou Yuan exclaimed as he looked at the insignificant crowd on the ground.

"Oh? Is it finally here?"

The man twisted his neck and looked at Zhou Yuan.

Nie Biao hastily informed Zhou Yuan of the situation.

Knowing the truth, Zhou Yuan's eyes were full of resentment, and he stepped forward to the competition stage.

"You are Director Nie's direct disciple? I don't think it's too bad!"

"Hurry up, or I'm afraid you won't have a chance!"

Zhou Yuan's eyes were icy cold, with a glimmer of coldness.

The man put away his idle look and put on a posture.

"I'll let you do it first!"

The corner of the man's mouth raised.

Zhou Yuan shook his head, then he strode up behind the man and punched him from behind.

The man's expression suddenly panicked, a trace of cold sweat broke out on his forehead, before he had time to react, Zhou Yuan punched out impressively.

Now Zhou Yuan has achieved a great deal of external strength, his strength is quite strong, he directly lifted the man to the sky, and then he kicked the man's stomach.

"boom!"

"Pfft~"

The man coughed up a mouthful of blood, his face was pale

The whole person was deeply sunk in the center of the stone.

Zhou Yuan squatted down and patted the man's shoulder
"I really don't understand people like you, why are you pretending in broad daylight?"

The man's eyes were full of fear, he knew that Zhou Yuan could kill him immediately at any time!

At this time, everyone lying on the ground and Nie Biao were shocked, and then smiled.

"Is that Director Nie's direct disciple?"

"So strong! Two moves knocked that guy down!"

"Curator Nie's personal disciple really lives up to his reputation!"

Surrounded by bursts of admiration.

Curator Nie patted Zhou Yuan on the shoulder and laughed loudly.

"Fortunately, it's Lao Tzu's personal disciple. I haven't seen such a cool guy for a few days!"