Chapter 8 No one is optimistic about Li Yiwen

of course.

Among the disciples present, there was one who was still a little afraid.

That is the big disciple Yang Zhiping.

He was shocked back again and again just now, of course he knew that Li Yiwen really had a trick.

But in his opinion, so what?

Even with two brushes, it's a bit reckless to come to kick the hall with such a high-profile swagger!
As the master of martial arts, Yang Zhiping thinks he has a little understanding of martial arts.

Internal boxing is just a waste that has long been outdated.

In terms of actual combat value, I'm afraid it is not as strong as Wang Baquan who can fight all the way!

to be honest?
It's a pile of shit!
What can be barely used as a fig leaf is nothing more than the fact that the internal boxing looks good.

This kid is afraid that he is deceiving people to the point of believing him. He really thinks it can be compared with the real powerful western boxing!

Yang Zhiping's thinking is the same as that of many ordinary people, only more extreme and arrogant.

He felt that even if Li Yiwen knew those tricks, so what?

After all, what you practice is fake Kungfu like Neijiaquan!
It can only scare some laymen, it is a paper tiger, and it will be broken with one poke!
Moreover.

How old is this Li Yiwen?

Practicing any martial art requires time and accumulation.

I haven't practiced martial arts for too long, and I haven't learned the real scientific and powerful foreign martial arts. The time I practice is no different from being wasted. After all, I just know how to do some tricks!

With those two blows, I'm afraid they can only punch Nanshan Nursing Home and kick Beihai Kindergarten!How to compare with serious fighters!

The more Yang Zhiping thought about it, the more confident he felt.

He began to firmly believe that with his own ability, he could knock down this arrogant Li Yiwen with a few blows!
After all, no matter what, he is also Chen Dazhuang's eldest disciple, and he has received the true biography of the boxing champion.

Otherwise, would those disciples who were bullied by him on weekdays hold their anger in their stomachs and dare not speak out?
Yang Zhiping watched Li Yiwen for a while with cold eyes.

He really couldn't see what the young man was capable of.

At least, Li Yiwen's strength is definitely not enough to lift his shoes!
So Yang Zhiping made up his mind - drive this person away quickly.

After all, having him here affects business too much.

Taking apprentices to make money is the most important thing!
Now that this is the case, Yang Zhiping no longer hesitates.

He took a big step forward, his face suddenly became fierce, and he said viciously.

"Oh! Young man, I advise you to take care of yourself and don't be too rampant!"

"You don't even take a picture of your urine, just to see how much you weigh!"

"It's just you, come to kick the gym...?"

Yang Zhiping turned his thumb downwards and shook it proudly at Li Yiwen.

"You do not deserve!"

"Hahahahaha!"

The other disciples, like Yang Zhiping, laughed smugly after hearing these words.

There was full sarcasm on their faces.

Everyone was thinking of the same word at this moment:

Overcome!

Seeing their reaction like this, Li Yiwen didn't bother to respond.

He was sure that unless Chen Dazhuang was deaf, he must have heard his voice.

But he still didn't show up.

obviously.

This guy completely looks down on himself!
Everyone was watching the excitement, and they didn't believe that Li Yiwen could cause any disturbance.

After all, such a young master came to play in the gymnasium...

It's really rare.

What's more, I'm still practicing Chuanwu.

How could there be a master?
In particular, Li Yiwen practices Neijiaquan, a martial art that makes big sounds but makes little noise!There is no actual combat ability at all!
In this way, other people will naturally look down on it even more.

At this time, Chen Dazhuang was sitting in the martial arts hall, drinking British royal black tea with milk and sugar.

Although crowned with the royal name, this is nothing more than a marketing gimmick.It is ordinary tea imported from the Three Kingdoms.

In his opinion, the black tea made by foreigners is the best.

Take a sip, the aroma is really incredible!
Longguo's tea, compared with foreigners' tea, is nothing but water in the pot.

Dogs don't drink it!

Of course, this can only be tasted by people with taste.

How can those stupid people who have never even been out of the country understand?

Just like this, Chen Dazhuang thought happily about how to squander the cheated money, while looking at the phone screen, he ignored it.

That is Li Yiwen in the surveillance screen.

The reason why he didn't bother to talk to him was because the young man was not well-known and he was too young.

Defeating him is just a waste of time, and he no longer looks down on the little traffic he can get.

Chen Dazhuang, he is too busy enjoying this cup of world-class black tea!

…………

This time, the other side.

Li Yiwen took a step forward.

He walked slowly, and his intentions were quite obvious.

It's for the martial arts gym!
Since Chen Dazhuang refused to take the initiative to show up, Li Yiwen could only challenge him in the martial arts gym.

The melon-eaters on the side watched this scene and talked a lot.

They generally feel that this kid is really crazy.

To be so dizzy, it really makes one not to cry without seeing the coffin!

In the crowd, many internet celebrity anchors also saw this scene.

They picked up their mobile phones one after another and broadcast the scene live on the Internet!

Among them, the most famous anchor is Dai Xiaomei.

She was holding the phone, but the camera was not aimed at herself.

Instead, it aimed at Li Yiwen—that young man with a calm cloud and a breezy pace, but his steps were surprisingly firm.

He is still moving forward!
Little girl Dai was both excited and curious.

She interacted with the netizens in the live broadcast room in this way.

"My family, that little brother looks so confident!"

"Just keep going forward without looking back."

"It seems that he is determined to challenge Chen Dazhuang!"

At this time, the live broadcast room was also very lively.

Lines of barrages flew across the screen.

"I've seen someone commit suicide, but I've never seen anything like this!"

"Hey, what do you know? This is called riding a tiger and it's hard to get off! You have to pretend to be out, even if you kneel down, you have to finish it!"

"Did Master Chen ignore him if he didn't look at him? It's really boring to go in!"

"I see, this kid is on the fifth floor! You won't suffer if you lose. If you can last two or three more rounds, and then get a punch from the master, it will be terrible! It will definitely be popular!"

"Good guy, old mille-feuille!"

"Come on, this person is just crazy!"

"Do you think he can come out standing up? I can't help but look up! Maybe he's really paralyzed!"

"Hahaha, why don't you contact a professional team to carry the coffin in advance?"

"Can't wait to see Master Chen make a move! Take care of this ignorant brat!"

"........."

When the crowd of onlookers and the netizens in the live broadcast room were still talking about it.

Li Yiwen is getting closer and closer to those martial arts disciples!
He didn't even look at Yang Zhiping, just walked straight to the gate!
(End of this chapter)

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