Metropolis: The Rise of Chinese Arts

With so many people leaving at once, it made the restaurant look even more empty.

"Maybe not so lucky this time."

Suo Zi, who had been silent by the side, said suddenly.

This time, the others did not speak.

After Tang Yun and the others packed up their things, Zhang Nian decided to temporarily close the museum.

It was notified to all martial arts schools that the martial arts association has entered a special period again.

Wushu Association once again entered a tense period.

Standing beside the auditorium, Zhang Nian looked at Tang Shan who was eloquent on the podium and smiled.

And just when Tang Shan was talking about excitement, a bang came in from the outside.

A few seconds later, a few guards rushed back from the outside clutching their injured parts.

"President, it's not good, someone is going to charge our door."

The guard who came to report said something, and fell to the ground with a plop.

Zhang Nian looked up, and from here, he saw a dark crowd at the door.

The door was knocked down with a bang, and trampled on it mercilessly.

The loud noise just now was the sound of the door.

The crowd rushes down the steps and stops abruptly.

Everyone made way, and two people came from behind.

Among these two people, one of them was Fang Zangjian.

The other, unknown to him, was a slender woman.

The woman is a head shorter than Fang Zangjian, but anyone with a discerning eye can see it at a glance.

Her aura is far higher than Fang Zangjian's by more than one grade.

"This is Master Zhang Nian Zhang."

The woman pointed at Zhang Nian, and her voice was between normal and weird.

"That's right, this is Zhang Nian, and this is our housekeeper, Ms. Fang Ci."

Fang Zangjian's face was gloomy, but he introduced it with a strange tone.

The scene was a little weird for a while.

All the people who rushed in stood there without moving.

From Zhang Nian's point of view, they looked like a group of soulless walking dead, with loose eyes and stiff bodies.

"I'm talking to you."

Fang Zangjian's voice was low and full of murderous intent.

Zhang Nian turned around and looked at him coldly.

"I don't care who you are, this is the martial arts association of Qingyun City, no one can come in, let alone you are not from Huacheng City."

As soon as he spoke, a large group of people surrounded the door.

Most of the passing citizens in this group saw that the gate of the martial arts association was smashed, and hurriedly gathered around to see what happened.

Fang Ci giggled, with an incomprehensible strange expression on his face.

"Of course I know, but it's a pity, President Zhang, this is just your rule, and it doesn't work for us. Isn't your Qingyun City always pursuing the principle that the winner is king?"

As she spoke, her slender waist twisted back, and she waved towards the person under the steps.

"Look at us people, do you think you have any chance of winning? Hee hee, besides, the members of the four major families should leave."

After finishing speaking, Fang Ci showed a pale right hand and gently covered his lips.

The people below followed suit and laughed, and the laughter permeated people.

"As the saying goes, the state owns the state law, and the family has family rules. If your Fang family handles things like this, won't you be afraid of everyone's ridicule?"

Zhang Nian said with the same smile.

Fang Ci's laughter stopped abruptly, showing a look of surprise.

"I'm really sorry, our Fang family has never followed the rules—anyone's rules."

Her smile froze on her face, she let out a cold snort, and saw those people below rushing up as if they had received some orders.

People from the martial arts association rushed forward to resist.

Although the onlookers were scared, none of them left.

Everyone is talking.

"Oh, it's really scary. The martial arts association even started a group fight."

"I think this group of people seems a little unfamiliar, they are not from our place."

"No matter who it is, the Martial Arts Association has just been reorganized, so is it going to change soon?"

While everyone was discussing, suddenly, someone in the crowd screamed and ran towards the door in horror.

The people who fought together did not notice this abnormal phenomenon at first.

It wasn't until the second, third, and slowly, that almost half of the people brought by the Fang family rushed towards the door strangely, that everyone felt something strange.

Everyone stopped and parted.

It was too late to say it, but Fang Ci suddenly waved his hand, and with a whoosh, the person running in the front fell to the ground.

Then came the second, and then the third.

When it was the sixth, Fang Ci just stretched out her hand, when suddenly, a tall figure blocked her eyes.

"Housekeeper, this is not good, how can I explain to the master when I go back?"

"Step aside."

There was no trace of emotion in Fang Ci's voice.

Standing in front of Fang Ci's eyes, Fang Zangjian's huge body seemed a bit awkward.

Suddenly, Fang Ci waved his hand violently towards him.

Fang Zangjian dodged to the side subconsciously, and the dart hit the person in front again.

"What are you, you dare to ask me to do something?"

Fang Ci stared at Fang Zangjian coldly.

A strange scene appeared, Fang Zangjian actually lowered his head, not daring to answer a word.

It is quite different from the previous image.

Snapped!
The next dart flew about less than one meter away, and it was unloaded with one hand.

Everyone was taken aback and looked over one after another.

I saw Zhang Nian put the dart in his hand, looked at it slowly for a while, and said.

"The Fang family's dart skills are really powerful, but, some of them are useless in the right place."

After speaking, he threw the thing on the ground and stepped on it twice.

"You! You are so brave, you dare to block my things!"

Fang Ci was furious instantly, took a step forward, and rushed towards Zhang Nian.

"The president's kung fu is not bad."

"I don't think it's a matter of who wins and who loses."

"That's what the Martial Arts Association is all about. What can a group of martial arts practitioners do?"

At this time, everyone has mixed opinions.

However, the voice did not fall, only one sound was heard.

"The tiger climbs the mountain hard!"

Boom!
Fang Ci's nimble figure froze in place as if the pause button had been pressed for an instant.

Zhang Nian blocked Fang Ci's attacking right hand with one hand, and pressed her forehead firmly with the other hand.

"This, this, this is impossible."

Fang Ci's whole body trembled violently, his eyes turned white, but he muttered weakly in his mouth.

"President Zhang"

Before Zhang Nian could speak, Fang Zangjian took two steps forward.

But as if he had some taboo, he stopped in place and had no choice but to call him out.

Zhang Nian gave Fang Ci a cold look, and with light force on his hands, he threw her back directly.

"Hehe, Fang Zangjian, you can be regarded as a good player. You didn't hurt any of us today, so naturally I won't hurt your people, but if you go back and tell your housekeeper, if you come again, I can't guarantee it. "

"Yes Yes"

As Fang Zangjian said, he quickly carried Shangfangci on his back and ran outside.