Metropolis: I use Chinese martial arts to sweep the world

"The first generation of supernatural beings appeared here!" Xia Donghai said in amazement, throwing a blockbuster with just one mouthful.

"Here?" Chu Fan frowned tightly. Could it be that this villa has other functions.

Xia Donghai seemed to understand what Chu Fan was thinking, and continued, "This is the dungeon where the first generation of supernatural beings are held."

"The first generation of supernatural beings were so destructive that ordinary prisons couldn't control them at all, so we had to ask the experts from Qianjimen to build this dungeon where supernatural beings are held."

"But..." Chu Fan looked at the broken ground outside and was about to speak.

"I know what you want to say. This dungeon is not as fragile as you imagined. The reason why you can easily destroy it is because you have not yet entered the range of the dungeon's radiation." Xia Donghai waved his hand and interrupted. his inquiry.

"The method to restart this dungeon can only be known by Qianjimen, so this villa should be returned to Qianjimen."

"Then why did you move both supernatural powers and martial arts practitioners into the Great Wilderness?" Chu Fan asked the most critical question.

"To be more precise, the seniors who practiced martial arts voluntarily brought the first generation of supernatural beings into the wilderness, because the first generation of supernatural beings cannot be killed, and their stay in the secular world will cause serious damage. It caused a lot of damage, so the seniors who practiced martial arts were willing to sacrifice to drive the first generation of supernatural beings into the wilderness." Xia Donghai said in a heavy tone.

"Can't be killed?" Chu Fan stood up in surprise, "Is there such a monster in the world?"

"If you don't experience it yourself, you will never know how powerful it is." The old hunchback put down the cigarette bag, and pointed to the two scars on his face, "This is the imprint they left behind, which cannot be healed or erased."

"Hiss!" Chu Fan shivered suddenly when he saw the two scars on the old hunchback's face. Those two scars like little snakes seemed to be alive, which made people shudder.

"These were originally the secrets of the high-level Yan Kingdom, but with the recovery of the spiritual energy and the reawakening of the supernatural beings, these are not so important." Xia Donghai threw away the cigarette butt, looked at Chu Fan, "Boy, I am here In order to inform you of one thing, the high-level officials of the Yan Kingdom have just negotiated and decided to establish martial arts halls in major cities to form a reserve force to fight against supernatural beings. Are you interested?"

"Me?" Chu Fan pointed back at himself, "How much does it cost to open a national art museum? I'm interested but have no strength!"

"Pretend, you can really pretend, don't think that I don't know that you beat me to win in the Black Tiger Boxing Gym." Xia Donghai gave Chu Fan a disdainful look.

"I'm a small family, I still have a younger sister and an idiot to raise, and I have to pay the water bill, electricity bill, gas bill, rent..." Chu Fan sat on the spot and wrung his fingers.

"Stop." Xia Donghai felt dizzy for a while, "The money for the Martial Art Museum is paid by the Longguo Commerce Department, are you interested now?"

"But I still have to work to earn money, raise my sister, pay utility bills, pay rent..." Chu Fan continued to sit where he was, wagging his fingers.

Xia Donghai sneered, "Do you want me to marry you another wife and buy you a nice car?"

Chu Fan nodded seriously, "That would be even better!"

Xia Donghai was stunned, turned around and left, "The new location of the Guoshu Museum is next to the National Shield Bureau. If it opens in three days, if I don't see you, I will demolish your warehouse, so as to save you from thinking about handing it over to it." fee."

"Haha." The old hunchback laughed out in a rare way, "Boy, I admire you, you are the first person I have ever seen who can make Lao Xia turn around and leave in embarrassment."

Chu Fan smiled embarrassingly, "I can't help it, children from poor families have to tighten their belts to live, why don't you keep looking for something fun to give me?"

Now the old hunchback couldn't be happier, he found that Chu Fan was really shameless.

"I can have something good here, and the matter has been clarified, so you can leave too." The old hunchback began to issue the order to evict the guests, and he was really afraid that Chu Fan would miss something about him.

"Brother Tuo, your memory doesn't seem to be very good. Just now you said that you will let me handle it." Chu Fan smiled at the old hunchback.

You don't have any good things, but what I miss is your people.

"What exactly do you want?" The old hunchback trembled for no reason, seeing Chu Fan's smile was like seeing the first generation of supernatural beings.

"Well...hehe!" Chu Fan leaned forward with a strange smile and muttered a few words.

The more the old hunchback listened, the more frightened he became, struggling violently.

"No!"

The old voice passed through the courtyard and made Xia Donghai, who was walking forward, tremble all over, and hastened to leave quickly.

Half an hour later, the old hunchback followed Chu Fan out of the villa with a listless expression.

"Ding, congratulations to the host for defeating the mysterious top-rank enemy with Chinese martial arts, rewarding you with 1500 points of loyalty."

"Ding, the system detects that the host task is completed, and rewards 10000 points of loyalty."

"Ding, the system detects that the host's loyalty value has reached the system upgrade standard. The system is being upgraded, and the function of extracting heroic souls and strengthening functions will not be affected during the upgrade."

The continuous system prompts put Chu Fan in a good mood, happily rode on the flying donkey, and gave the old hunchback the address, asking him to go back to the warehouse and wait for him.

Chu Fan left in a flash.

The old hunchback stood there blankly, and what Chu Fan said just now was still echoing in his mind, "Come with me to promote the national art, and I will revive the prestige of Qianjimen and resound throughout the world!"

"Forget it, I will play around with you again with my old bones!" The old hunchback glanced at the direction Chu Fan left.

The promise given by the young man made him feel passionate again, and he turned around and strode firmly towards the warehouse address Chu Fan gave him.

Chu Fan rushed to the Donghai City Martial Arts Association quickly. Since the Martial Arts Museum was to be established, it is necessary to understand the superficial Martial Arts forces in Donghai City.

Arriving in front of the Donghai Martial Arts Association, Chu Fan couldn't believe his eyes when he looked at the majestic Martial Arts Stadium.

It is a well-known fact that Chinese martial arts is weak in Longguo. The martial arts association in Donghai City can have such a magnificent training venue.

"Yes, raise your legs, straighten your legs, and hold on!" As soon as he entered the door, Chu Fan heard a sharp teaching voice, and a sturdy bancuntou was training a group of martial arts students in the middle of the venue.

Hearing someone coming in, Bancuntou turned his head and looked back, his face turned cold, "Where is the beggar, get out quickly, can you afford to pay for dirtying the floor?"

Chu Fan looked around, as if he was the only one standing at the door, he pointed back at himself, "Are you talking about me?"

"Nonsense, who else is there besides you, get out of here quickly, don't delay my business!" Bancuntou came up to push Chu Fan while speaking.

"Huh!" Bancuntou, who had already exerted a little force, was a little surprised. Chu Fan's body was as if steel had been cast on the ground, and he did not move at all.

Bancuntou added strength again, because he felt that the students behind him had already cast curious eyes on this side, and he couldn't lose face in front of everyone.

Still not moving at all, not even the slightest drop from Chu Fan's body.

"What's wrong with Coach Huang, why can't he push the man at the door?"

"Yes, Coach Huang seems to have met a master, not someone else's opponent."

"Didn't Coach Huang claim to be able to push eight hundred opponents horizontally, is he so cowardly?"

The whispers behind him made Bancuntou's face flushed, "Don't put your face down, I want to make you look good today!"

Gritting his teeth fiercely, Bancuntou put his other arm on it, and embraced Chu Fan with both arms at the same time.

Not moving, not moving at all.

The blue veins on Bancuntou's neck were protruding, his face was flushed, his arms were bulging and thick due to the huge force, and his legs were kicking hard on the ground, unable to take a step forward.

click!
Chu Fan has lost his patience. Although he has used two bronze-level heroic souls, Chu Fan has not inherited any national skills, but the improvement in strength, speed, and blood is real, and he can grasp it on the wrist of Bancuntou.

Using a little force, Bancuntou wailed and knelt down on the ground, "It hurts... Brother, spare me, spare me!"

"I'm looking for Huang Zhankui!" Chu Fan ordered coldly, he was too lazy to care about such a clown.

"Looking for... looking for my uncle?" Bancuntou said tremblingly, "He's not here, he's gone to work."

"Oh, when will he come back?" Chu Fan let go of his head and asked.

"Who has the guts to go to the Chinese Martial Arts Association to make trouble?" Before Bancuntou could answer, a loud voice came from inside.

Chu Fan raised his eyes and saw a middle-aged man in Tai Chi clothing leading a group of burly young men striding towards this side.

When Bancuntou saw the middle-aged man, his eyes lit up, and he ran to the side, pulled the middle-aged man and cried, "Uncle Zhu, you have to avenge me, this kid came to provoke trouble and even attacked me. "

The middle-aged man patted Bancuntou's shoulder reassuringly, made him stand behind him, and sternly shouted at Chu Fan: "Who's not open-eyed? If you dare to come to my place to make trouble, aren't you afraid of death?"

Chu Fan quietly watched Bancuntou's upside-down black and white, and said calmly, "I'm here to find Huang Zhankui, who of you knows where he is?"

"What a dare, you dare not say what I asked you, you are looking for death!" The middle-aged man snarled, and stretched out his hand to call Chu Fan.