My ring is too bad

Chapter 252 Imperial Invitation Letter
Fang Gan's set of martial arts routines for performances are a fusion of Taijiquan, Wing Chun, Bajiquan, Baguazhang, Twelve-Route Tan Kyu and other martial arts movements. The fights are vigorous and powerful.

After Fang Gan finished a set, everyone shouted that they wanted to learn.

"Team leader, this set of kung fu is so cool, can those of us who can't participate in the video recording learn it?" a boy asked.

"As long as it belongs to our martial arts club, you can learn it." Fang Gan nodded and said, "These are just for performance, not of much practical significance. Since you have joined the martial arts club, I will definitely teach you some real skills in the future." Kung Fu."

"Captain, you must have used real kung fu when you beat up those people in the karate club yesterday." Someone asked curiously: "Is there really any kung fu in the world that can fly over walls and fly over walls?"

"Our Chinese martial arts have been passed down for thousands of years, so naturally we have everything." Fang Gan nodded and said, "How strong do you think I am?"

He wants to set a goal for the young people in these martial arts clubs, so that they have hope in practicing martial arts.

"Boxing champion Tyson's punching record is 224 kilograms. The leader has practiced martial arts, so he should have a punching power of [-] kilograms." A boy pushed up his glasses and said.

Everyone suddenly remembered the scene yesterday when Fang Gan beat away the karate master Yang Song and several boys with his bare hands.

"Look at it." Fang Gan smiled, holding a [-]-kilogram steel dumbbell, squeezed it with both hands, and the dumbbell suddenly made an overwhelmed creaking sound, and Fang Gan squeezed it abruptly under the eyes of everyone. steel pie.

"I'll go! Humanoid Tyrannosaurus."

"Oh my God, the leader's strength is too terrifying."

"How is this possible? How can a person have such great strength!"

Everyone present was deeply shocked. Even Wei Dongqing wondered if he was dazzled.

Such a hard steel dumbbell has been crushed into a discus. If it were crushed on a person, it would crush the person!
Everyone's hearts were filled with awe of Fang Gan, and Ai Ruolan and other girls admired him even more.

"This kind of level, as long as it is an ordinary martial artist who pays attention to body training, he can basically do it." Fang Gan said: "The other aspect of a warrior is speed, look good."

As soon as he finished speaking, Fang Qian's figure flashed and turned into an afterimage, running quickly around the activity room for several times, bringing up a gust of wind. Finally, he stopped and jumped, flying directly over everyone's heads, landing lightly. on the ground.

"Oh my god, you are a superman!"

"Quick, I just saw an afterimage."

The members of the martial arts club present were once again shocked. No one would believe the scene just now, even if they said it, how could the speed of human beings reach such a level?

"This is the charm of martial arts. As long as you are willing to practice and learn, you will be able to do it one day." Fang Gan smiled.

"Leader, you just mentioned Anjin warriors, how are the levels of warriors divided?" Wei Dongqing asked curiously.

The rest of the people also pricked up their ears and listened carefully. For most ordinary people, martial arts are very distant things, and the realm of martial arts is unheard of for them.

Fang Gan said: "Martial arts are divided into Ming Jin, Dark Jin, Hua Jin and Grand Master,"

"Head, what state are you in?" Ai Ruolan asked boldly.

"The leader is so powerful, he must be a master." A girl next to Ai Ruolan said.

"I won't tell you about my realm for the time being. I will teach you something more powerful after you have learned something about the kung fu I passed on to you." Fang Gan said with a smile.

"Learn from the leader, and we will become martial arts masters!" Wei Dongqing said with great anticipation.

"The commander is mighty!"

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London, England.

After experiencing the chaos of forces some time ago, the forces of all parties have finally stabilized.

The White League is also growing stronger, not only has a deeper connection with the new and old forces of all parties, but at the same time, the White League's sphere of influence has also expanded to the whole of the UK. After absorbing many masters, it began to expand to neighboring countries.

The imperial court has not shown up during this period of time, as if it has disappeared.

Just when the forces of all parties consolidated their territory and managed their forces, everyone got what they wanted, and it seemed that everything was going well.

Numerous invitation letters were sent to large and small forces all over Europe, and there was only one thing in those envelopes - a black card.

A black skull full of runes is printed on the black card. Near the black skull is a circle of twelve zodiac signs, and an address is written in the lower right corner.

This is an invitation letter from the dynasty, inviting all underground forces in Europe at once.

Naturally, many senior leaders of the White League also received this invitation letter.

This is a warning, but also a statement, declaring that the dynasty is still the king of the underground world, the emperor who can dominate everything, and the existence that cannot be challenged.

"Hmph, Dynasty is still so domineering, but it's a pity that it's not what it used to be." Su Xiaolong directly tore up the invitation letter he received.

Zhao Fengxian remained silent, he smelled a hint of rain coming, and the dynasty's sudden appearance must make a big move.

The biggest possibility is that the dynasty is not satisfied with this reshuffle of European underground forces and wants to overturn the table and rearrange the situation.

At the same time, in a luxurious villa in Germany, a blond man with blue eyes contemptuously threw aside the invitation letter from the Dynasty, and sneered: "Come on, come on, the more you do, the more interesting it will be. Let me see if the Dynasty still has it." How much energy there is.”

In the study of a castle in the Netherlands, a young man is standing respectfully in front of an old man. On the desk, there is also an invitation letter from the dynasty.

"Grandpa, the imperial court invites us, shall we go?"

"Go, of course, a skinny camel is bigger than a horse, not to mention that the Dynasty is not dead yet." The old man squinted his eyes, as if he saw the previous situation, and said in a deep voice: "It is never good to provoke the Dynasty directly. next."

In a Belgian bar, a beautiful girl with smoky makeup is wielding a baseball bat, beating a strong man frantically, and the sound of bones breaking can be heard every time the stick hits.

After a while, the strong man lost his breath and was dragged away by several tall bodyguards.

"Big Sister, this is an invitation letter from the Dynasty, requiring us to go to Paris, France to attend the meeting within seven days." A handsome young man in a red suit came over and handed the beautiful girl the black card of the Dynasty.

"Hey, I didn't expect that the Dynasty would still miss us little people. I'm really flattered." The beautiful girl took out a tissue to wipe off her sweat and said with a smile.

"Then... shall we go or not?" the young man asked.

"Go, of course I went. When did the imperial court ask someone to tolerate you not to go? Those of us who do small businesses cannot afford to offend you." The beautiful girl casually put the card into her pocket and patted the young man's face. Said: "You have been with me for so many years, and you have worked hard without any credit. If I can't come back, I will leave all the business to you, and don't take revenge for me. We can't handle the dynasty."

"Big Sister..." The young man's heart trembled when he heard the words, and he said, "Actually, I..."

"Okay, you are such a big man now, don't act like a child. Let's go and have a drink." The beautiful girl put her arms around the young man's neck and led him to the bar.

"Two bottles of whiskey!"

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Paris France.

The handsome white-haired young man was lazily sitting on the sofa, with a cute raccoon cat on his lap, soothing classical music playing beside him, and red wine and candied fruit on the table.

The young man's eyes had double pupils that were different from ordinary people's. When he opened and closed his eyes, there seemed to be thunder and lightning exploding in the air.His gaze has become like a substance, which can affect reality.

In front of the young man stood an old man dressed as a housekeeper, and reported in a respectful voice: "Master Bai Hu, all the invitations have been sent out. Currently, 83 forces have clearly accepted the invitation, and most of the forces are still waiting in silence. A small number of forces have a bad attitude and are obviously hostile to the dynasty."

"Well, I see." The white-haired young man stroked the cat with his hand, and said expressionlessly: "Everything will be handled according to the old rules, you can arrange it."

"Yes!" The old man took the order and turned to leave.

(End of this chapter)