Shenhao starts from the daily spike

Chapter 220 Reborn Parents
"Punish me!"

In an instant, all the disciples fell to their knees in unison.

Ask Lin Ye to come down.

"you."

Lin Ye was slightly taken aback.

"Ugh."

He sighed and waved.

"Forget it, let's not take it as an example."

"Master Sun, take everyone to start practicing."

"Disciple... Follow orders!"

Subsequently.

Everyone walked into the martial arts hall and began to practice.

"Oh, Master is too kind to us!"

"His unbearable appearance is really distressing."

"yes.."

"Master is simply our parents!"

"On the contrary, we are too disappointing."

"Everyone must redouble their efforts to practice!"

"Repay Master, repay yourself!"

"We must not embarrass the sect!"

"Don't embarrass Master!"

"Awesome!"

"Humph!"

"Haha!"

The disciples are full of energy.

With a stride, I actually practiced the feeling of shitting.

One by one is like being beaten with chicken blood.

Ok.

Lin Ye was very satisfied.

The eyes are extremely pleased.

Your own martial arts gym does not include food.

The harder these guys practice, the more they consume.

At that time, the more you eat, the more you will earn.

"Lin Ye, tomorrow is your death day."

Sudden.

Lin Ye received a text message.

It's so murderous.

"Who are you?"

Lin Ye replied with a confused face.

"I, I'm Xu Xiaogua."

The opposite replied.

"???"

"Oh, I remember."

It was only then that Lin Ye remembered that he had already made an appointment with him in the ring, and they were about to fight.

"Don't worry, I'll take care of you."

He replied confidently.

The ring is on Saturday night.

I must have been resurrected with full blood by then.

If you want to beat this guy, it's not easy.

"Okay, you wait for me."

Xu Xiaogua was very angry.

I don't know if Lin Ye really doesn't care, or if he's just pretending.

How dare you pretend you don't know yourself.

Forget it.

Anyway, when the time comes, I will make him unable to eat and walk around.

The thought of Lin Ye turning into a dead dog under his hands.

He was so excited.

time flies.

Fast forward to Saturday.

7:00 in the evening.

There is only one hour left before the game.

Inside the ancient martial arts hall.

In the center of the martial arts field, a piece of grass that was not used in the first place has already set up a high arena.

There are crowds of people nearby.

There was an endless stream of audiences from all corners of the country.

The martial arts hall that can accommodate thousands of people is already full of seats.

Many people came to watch the excitement.

They didn't eat the melon from Master Ma last time. This time, they must witness with their own eyes the fall of another fake master.

Everyone wanted to know if this master could survive three seconds.

But right now, most of the audience is discussing another thing.

"Oh, I'll go, this is too bad."

"Parking costs money, and tickets cost money, so forget it."

"Does it cost money to go to the toilet?"

"Did you make a mistake."

Everyone was devastated.

This Lin Ye is doing everything he can to make money.

"Is this a martial arts gym, or an entertainment venue?"

"Can this fee-based service be more complete?"

"Beer, drink, mineral water, rice pudding with peanuts and melon seeds, let's make way, let's make way!"

There was a loud shout.

I saw Hall Master Sun leading a few disciples pushing the cart, shuttling through the auditorium, and began to bring goods.

From peanuts to instant noodles.

From razors to aunt wipes.

Only unexpected, nothing unsold.

What to say.

Everyone was dumbfounded.

Then I couldn't laugh or cry.

"I am Buddha."

"Lin Ye, what a business genius."

"This is to make a lot of money before dying."

"By the way, if this continues, will the air be charged?"

"I'm going, hurry up and take a few more breaths."

"I smoke too."

"I'll go, don't suck you, I'm out of oxygen."

Except for the audience.

At this time, third-party referees also came to the scene to take their seats.

The heat of this competition is very high, and the referees invited are all experienced professional referees.

But they were all listless, either staring at their thermos cups or looking at their mobile phones.

For the game, he didn't care at all.

It's no use paying attention
Not to mention this kind of competition, Chuanwu has never won.

And Lin Ye's opponent was Xu Xiaogua.

Thinking with his toes, he also knew that Xu Xiaogua's winning rate was 99%.

As for the remaining 1%.

Nor is it possible for Lin Ye to win.

It's the possibility of him being killed.

Therefore, there is no suspense in the game.

These referees were only invited to make up for the sake of legitimacy. If they were serious, they would be called losers.

"Yo, Master Yi, how you've been doing lately!"

"Master Yuan! Don't come here unharmed!"

"Hahaha."

At the same time, the heads of the three local sects arrived with a group of disciples.

They are Yuan Daying of Dali Vajra Palm, Yi Xiaochuan of Yi Style Taijiquan, and Long Aotian, the master of Longyou Wing Chun, which is also a branch of Wing Chun.

The three masters greeted each other, all beaming, as if celebrating the New Year.

It is said that colleagues are enemies, but they are united and friendly, like a big family.

The reason is that they have a common enemy.

Lin Ye!

A long time ago, the three sects divided the world equally, and they lived happily.

But ever since Lin Ye entered the Ancient Martial Arts Hall, his reputation has risen.

Their business is getting worse day by day!
In terms of hype and deception, they are not Lin Ye's opponents at all.

The money he earned was getting less and less, and his disciples were all abducted by Lin Ye.

At the end.

Even foreign boxing champions can't afford it.

You can only beat a dozen stupid carpenters in the village.

The effect of enrollment can be imagined.

Therefore, the three of them hated Lin Ye deeply.

If it wasn't for the lack of money, they would have hired someone to kill Lin Ye.

So, when they heard the news that Lin Ye was going to face off against Xu Xiaogua, they all bought tickets and rushed over immediately.

Just to see Lin Ye's jokes!

"Look over there!"

At the same time, the arrival of peers also attracted the attention of long guns and short guns.

"These are all local martial arts colleagues!"

"I must have come to cheer for Lin Ye!"

"I didn't expect Lin Ye to be so popular."

"Come on, let's go and interview."

Reporters stepped forward one after another.

Start asking questions.

"Hello, master, what do you think of Hunyuan Wing Chun? How much do you think Lin Ye's chances of winning this time?"

Yuan Daying: "To be honest, I don't like it!"

"Because his palm strength is too weak!"

Yi Xiaochuan: "No!"

"His steps are not spiritual enough, and lack the agility of our Tai Chi exercises."

Long Aotian: "Hunyuan Wing Chun, no."

"Longyou Wing Chun, okay."

"Our Longyou Wing Chun is the orthodoxy of Wing Chun!"

Any fool knows that Lin Ye can't win.

It is even more impossible for the three major enemies to say good things.

Let's make a prediction first, when the time comes, Lin Ye will lose the game and his reputation will be ruined.

Isn't his disciple a meal for himself and others?

The thought of being able to carve up the three thousand disciples under Lin Ye's command made these masters extremely excited.

(End of this chapter)