Great Eunuch of the Ming Dynasty

"Hey~ Isn't this Master Yang of the Loyalty Hall? These are the disciples trained by the five cats of your Loyalty Hall? They are all crooked, and they are not afraid of making people laugh when they are brought here, hahaha!" With laughter, a group of people came to the Zhongyi Martial Arts Hall in front of everyone.

Yang Fangbin didn't need to look up, he knew who it was just by hearing the voice. Yang Fangbin raised his middle finger, pointed at a bald man headed by the other party, and said, "Who was I at that time? It turned out to be the defeated general Song Qinglin! The disciples taught are all talented, except for this fat man, the rest are all handsome men who look better than Pan An, so the crooked melon is your disciple, right?"

Before the bald man on the opposite side could get angry, Zhu Xiangyou's eyes were burning with raging anger, as if the malice in his heart was welling up in his heart, and the demon was about to come out again.Just when Zhu Duiyou was about to fall ill, Cao Huachun put his hand on Zhu Duiyou's shoulder, and a great bright and positive internal force came from Cao Huachun's hand, which immediately promoted Zhu Duiyou The evil thoughts that came up were dispelled.

Zhu Duyou turned his head and glanced at Cao Huachun, and said, "Fortunately, the second brother is here, otherwise I might have exposed my secrets."

"If you call me Second Junior Brother again, I'll kill you!" Cao Huachun threatened with his eyes wide open.

"Second Junior Brother! Second Junior Brother! Quickly call Senior Brother to listen! Let Senior Brother feel better, this Yang Fangbin actually said that Senior Brother I am not handsome, is it really unreasonable?" Zhu said viciously.

"What are you babbling about here? Look at the two of them fighting." Cao Huachun pointed at Yang Fangbin and said.

Zhu turned his head to look at you, couldn't help but gasped, and said, "Damn it, this is too exciting!"

I saw Yang Fangbin and Song Qinglin, like two rogues, entangled and fighting with each other, doing everything from teasing legs, monkey picking peaches, ear biting, button eyeballs and even scratching and creaking nests.

Later, the fight between the two changed from entanglement to wrestling. Yang Fangbin and Song Qinglin held each other's arms, one leg under them stabilized the body, and the other leg turned towards each other. Under the action of mechanics, they fell to the ground together, but what made Yang Fangbin happy was that he was pressing on Song Qinglin's body, which made Song Qinglin feel ashamed in front of his disciples.

"Are you convinced?" Yang Fangbin sat down on Song Qinglin's body.

"Not convinced!" Song Qinglin said in a firm tone.

"If you don't accept it, you can taste the power of your uncle Yang's meat grinder!" Yang Fangbin shouted, and the hammer began to shake vigorously back and forth.

"Oh! What a poisonous move! I'm convinced!" Song Qinglin rolled his eyes and panted heavily.

"If you have the ability to let the martial arts disciples compete for martial arts scores, how about seeing whose disciple can get a higher ranking?" Song Qinglin was the first to give in, and his tone of speech was not so aggressive.

"Okay! Your disciples taught by Uncle Yang will definitely beat all your brats out of the ring!" Yang Fangbin said, lifting his buttocks and standing up from Song Qinglin's body.

Yang Fangbin walked in four directions, with his hands behind his back, came to the disciples of the Zhongyi Martial Arts School and said, "You all saw it just now, your master master and I showed great power, and easily beat Song Qinglin Song of the Qingmu Martial Arts Hall The owner of the gymnasium was defeated, and it was almost useless for him to be a teacher. So that guy Song Qinglin will definitely hold a grudge, so when you meet the disciples of Aoki Martial Arts in the ring, you must fight with all your strength, and try to get the disciples of Aoki Martial Arts. The disciples beat them until their mothers don’t even know them, can it be done?”

"Yes!" All the disciples of the Zhongyi Martial Arts Hall shouted in unison.

"Okay! As expected of Master, I have worked so hard to train you for more than half a year. Master, I have broken my heart for you. Not only did I pass on all my experience and skills to you, but I also eat and drink delicious food every day. Serving you, your monthly tuition fee of one or two silver is not enough to buy supplementary materials for you." Yang Fangbin started to play the emotional card again, saying: "For the hard work you have put in for more than half a year, and for the sake of my master, I will treat you well." Hope, you must behave well, and you must not be cowardly, remember the words of the master, that is, don't be cowardly! Just do it!"

"What your master said is very good, you must take it to your heart. For those disciples who think they are very capable, now the second master also tells you one thing, that is, hold on, don't waste!" Second master Li Kuan also Stand up and express your own experience.

Chapter 82 The World's No. [-] Martial Arts Tournament

Chapter 82 The World's No. [-] Martial Arts Tournament

The morning sun shone on the ring, only the banners on the ring were very eye-catching.

Cao Huachun and others looked up from the stage, and there was written on the banner: The World's No. [-] Martial Arts Conference. Cao Huachun smiled contemptuously. It was just a juvenile martial arts competition. As for making it so loud?Really, it is rare to have a few second-rate masters among these teenagers, let alone a rare first-rate master.

The ignorant green youths in the audience felt a little excited, and shouted loudly: "No. [-] in the world! Martial arts conference! No. [-] in the world! Martial arts conference!"

Zhao Yuhao, the deputy manager of Prince Ning's Mansion, was a thin middle-aged man. At this time, he climbed onto the high platform wearing a warrior robe, and clasped his fists at the people below, saying loudly: "Good morning, young heroes! Zhao is a god! Chief Manager of the Ning Gang, I'm here to be polite. Our Tianning Gang is holding the World's No. [-] Martial Arts Conference. Hundreds of members of the Tianning Gang are here. It's really full of talents! Now we invite Elder Yue Liqun of the Huashan Sect to come on stage As the judge of the world's number one martial arts tournament."

An old man in a long robe with a fairy-like appearance and a righteous spirit jumped directly onto the high platform from under the stage, which attracted the exclamation of the young people under the high platform, this is simply a fairy!

"Wow!"

"Great!"

"Fuck!"

"Looking at the bearded hair of the master, I wanted to write poems for the world. But I am uneducated, so I can only lie down, it's so embarrassing!" Cao Huachun looked at Elder Yue Liqun's light work, and chanted a poem, which made Zhu Duiyou beside him Roll your eyes.

"This old man is Yue Liqun, the elder of the Huashan School of Kung Fu. I have met all the young heroes here. This time, the world's number one martial arts competition is being judged by the old man. I will definitely judge each match in a fair, fair and open manner. , and now the old man announces the start of the first martial arts competition, please invite Zhu Duiyou from Zhongyi Martial Arts Hall to Nie Wenzhuo from Zhanshenfeng Martial Arts Hall." Yue Liqun retreated to a corner of the high platform after speaking, waiting for Zhu Duiyou and Nie Wenzhuo to come on stage.

"Zhu Duyou, I didn't expect you to be the first one to enter the ring. You must show your usual level. Don't retreat just because of the actual combat match. You must win glory for our Zhongyi Martial Arts! Hurry up! !” Yang Fangbin, the master of Zhongyitang, said to Zhu Duyou.

"Then the disciple will go up." Zhu Duiyou clasped his fists at Yang Fangbin, turned around and walked towards the stairs of the high platform. With Zhu Duiyou's obese figure, he would probably be able to smash a hole in the high platform with a single jump.

After Zhu Duiyou came to the high platform, he found that Nie Wenzhuo of the rival Kamikaze Martial Arts was already standing opposite him. Zhu Duiyou looked up and found that Nie Wenzhuo had loose long hair and was wearing a white robe. Elegant.

"At the Zhongyi Martial Art Museum, Zhu Duiyou, I met Brother Nie!" Zhu Duiyou cupped his fists and said loudly.

"Nie Wenzhuo at the Kamikaze Martial Arts Hall, I have met Brother Zhu! I persuade Brother Zhu to admit defeat and step down early, and Nie can spare your life. Otherwise, when Nie's Fengshen legs come out, the scene will be hell on earth." Nie Wen Zhuo also clasped his fists in the same way, with a persuasive expression on his face, as if he was sparing Zhu Duyouyou's life.

"Stop talking nonsense, watch the fist!" Zhu Xiangyou shouted angrily, and punched Nie Wenzhuo in the chest.

Nie Wenzhuo was also a second-rate expert, so he dodged the punch sideways and kicked Zhu Duiyou's crotch with his leg.

Zhu Duiyou shifted his body and used a move he learned in the Zhongyi Martial Art Museum, "Slay the Wolf!" His right hand formed a claw, his left and right formed a fist, and his feet staggered to strike Nie Wenzhuo's chest, only hitting Nie Wenzhuo. The pain screamed again and again.

"Ah! Ah! It hurts!"

"I'll give you another one that hurts even more! How dare you look down on me, I'll make you feel so much pain!" Zhu said to you, grabbing Nie Wenzhuo's chest with the claw of his right hand and pinching his head fiercely.

"Ah!!!" Nie Wenzhuo rolled his eyes in pain and fell to the ground.

"The old man announces that Zhu Duiyou of the Zhongyi Martial Art Museum has won!" The referee Yue Liqun, the elder of the Huashan faction, stood up and announced loudly.

"Aww~ Senior Brother has won! Senior Brother has won!" All the disciples in the Zhongyitang Martial Arts Hall cheered and cheered.

"Oh, brothers, don't be too happy, low-key, low-key! Brother, I just exerted a little bit of strength. There is nothing to be happy about. I can't blame my brother for being too strong, I can only blame my opponent for being too rubbish. It's really not ordinary. You're so weak." Zhu Duyou said arrogantly to the disciples of Zhongyi Martial Arts, pretending to be an X.

"Next, we invite Bu Rundong from Feiyun Martial Arts to face Qin Xianglin from Tianshuang Martial Arts, and we invite two young heroes to take the stage." Yue Liqun announced the two contestants who will appear next.

Bu Rundong from Feiyun Martial Arts Academy is a tall, muscular man. I saw that Bu Rundong was wearing black leather pants on his lower body and sleeveless clothes on his upper body. Some people also like their clothing style very much, so they feel that it is a very cool thing to be able to attract the contemptuous eyes of others by wearing alternative clothes.

Behind Bu Rundong was a coquettish red cloak. Following Bu Rundong's footsteps, the cloak picked up all the dust on the ground. After Bu Rundong stepped onto the high platform, the big red cloak It has long been dirty with dust, and has not achieved the slightest effect of pretending to be X.

Bu Rundong may have the blood of a foreigner, his hair is actually curly, and not ordinary curly, his head looks like the instant noodles of later generations, it looks very ugly.

"Bu Rundong of Feiyun Martial Arts Academy has met Brother Qin!" Bu Rundong said with a cold face, and he cupped his fist at Qin Xianglin who was opposite him as if he felt cool.

Qin Xianglin was an ugly man with very small eyes. Seeing Bu Rundong clasped his fists towards him, he also clasped his fists in return and said, "Qin Xianglin has met Brother Bu in Tianshuang Martial Arts Hall."

"Bu Mou persuaded Brother Qin to retreat in the face of difficulties. Bu Mou's cloud-dispelling palm has already been cultivated to the perfection. If he accidentally hurt Brother Qin, it will be difficult for everyone." Bu Rundong He said with a forced face on his face.

"You look cruel, ruthless, and vexatious. Why do you talk so much? You talk like a woman, and Qin will let you taste the power of Qin Tianshuang fist!" Qin Xianglin curled his lips, raised his right fist and concentrated all his internal energy on it, then made a gorgeous turn, swung his fist towards Bu Rundong, and shouted in his mouth: "Tianshuang fist! !!"

Bu Rundong was standing where he was, pretending to be X silently, but he didn't expect that Qin Xianglin would hit as soon as he said it, and by the time the punch came, it was too late.

Chapter 83 Flower Miaoyan

Chapter 83 Flower Miaoyan

Seeing that he couldn't dodge in time, Bu Rundong could only resist the punch. Immediately, he moved his arms above his arms, and then crossed his arms to block his chest.

Qin Xianglin's Tianshuang fist punched Bu Rundong's arms, and sent Bu Rundong flying with his fist.Bu Rundong was in mid-air, and was immediately stunned. He never thought that Qin Xianglin would launch a surprise attack.

Just when Bu Rundong was about to throw himself off the high platform, he suddenly woke up, twisted his waist in mid-air, and a bustard turned over, landed on the high platform, and stood still.