Peach Fortune Ring

The middle-aged man with a big back took a step forward, and said with a smile: "Xu Zaishan, the owner of the mighty martial arts hall in Xialong, came here today to ask Master Zhao for advice. I wonder if Master Zhao is here?"

People respect me one foot, and I respect you one foot.

Xu Zaishan behaved so politely, and He Yong also said politely: "So it's Master Xu. I've admired him for a long time. My master has been away for a while. I'm afraid Master Xu will be disappointed."

"Going out? I think I'm afraid of my master, so I dare not come out to meet people." A young man behind Xu Zaishan said loudly, with a bit of disdain and sarcasm on his face.

"What did you say? Say it again if you have the guts." He Yong's face darkened, staring at the young man and said.

"I said that Zhao Fengyang is a coward and dare not take up the challenge!" The young man stared at He Yong provocatively.

"Brother Yong, teach this ignorant brat a lesson!"

a student shouted.

Anyone who came here to learn boxing had the prestige of running towards Zhao Fengyang more or less. Hearing that kid insult Zhao Fengyang, everyone felt very uncomfortable.

"Yes, teach him a lesson! Let this kid know how powerful our Zhao family boxing is!" Immediately another student echoed.

He Yong raised his hand, and everyone stopped shouting.

The next moment, he stepped forward, stared at the young man and said, "When you insult the teacher, you are insulting me. Either apologize or fight me."

The young man smiled playfully: "A turtle with a shrunken head is not worthy of my apology. I just want to see what kind of apprentice a turtle with a shrunken head can teach!"

"you wanna die!"

Hearing the other party insulting Master repeatedly, He Yong couldn't bear it anymore, he flew out, his arms spread out, and a series of attacks went straight to greet the young man.

The young man did not fight back, but dodged with a small and flexible step, provoking He Yong by saying sarcastic words while dodging.

Song Yan, standing in the crowd, was thoughtful. The young man repeatedly provoked and mocked He Yong, and even insulted Zhao Fengyang to anger He Yong and make him lose his sense of control.

Sure enough, after more than ten moves in a row, none of them hit the opponent. In addition, the opponent kept making rude remarks, He Yong couldn't help feeling a little more anxious in his eyes.

"Brother Yong, calm down, he's trying to provoke you on purpose." Seeing this, Song Yan shouted.

Receiving Song Yan's reminder, He Yong was startled, and suddenly came to his senses, and immediately slowed down his attack, and began to observe the opponent's pace, looking for weaknesses.

He Yong's martial arts are not weak, but now he doesn't rush forward and fight steadily, the young man wanders around but loses the wind. This situation is a bit like the last battle between Song Yan and Zhao Xiaoyu.

Seeing that the situation was getting worse, the young man's eyes were a little flustered, and he hated Song Yan even more in his heart. Then, he began to insult Zhao Fengyang again, and his words became more and more violent.

Although He Yong was angry, after being reminded by Song Yan, he was not fooled, and he still played steadily.

Finally, the young man couldn't bear it any longer and confronted He Yong.

After more than ten moves, the young man was hit in the chest by He Yong's elbow, and he staggered backwards.

"Blade your head with a silver gun!" He Yong stood up proudly and sneered.

Suddenly, the young man's face turned green and white.

"Master Zhao's apprentice is really powerful, I know you can ask Master He for some advice." The middle-aged man with a big back said in a deep voice.

"Shameless, if you can't beat it, just fight with wheels!" A student scolded.

"That's right, the bullshit Dragon Mighty Martial Arts Academy is all about good words, so it might as well be called the Chongwei Martial Arts Academy!" Another student followed suit.

"What are you two talking about? Say it again if you have the guts, I won't blow your eggs!" The bald young man stared fiercely, and shouted at the two students.

Hearing this, the two students were intimidated by the aura of the bald youth, and shrank their necks, not daring to speak out.

"Who dares to touch my martial arts students? Are you impatient?"

A crisp female voice sounded, and then, Zhao Xiaoyu stepped forward, and said to the bald young man, "If you are so ugly, you should stay at home well, come to my martial arts gym to show off your power, what should I do if I scare my students, get out immediately !"

"Miss Xiao Yu is mighty!"

"Miss Xiaoyu is domineering!"

"Yes, ugly ghost, get out!"

"Ugly ghost, you scared the baby to death, get out!"

Seeing Zhao Xiaoyu's arrival, a group of students seemed to have found their backbone, and cursed at the bald head one after another.

"Little girl, you are courting death!"

The bald young man couldn't help being furious, he punched out and rushed straight towards Zhao Xiaoyu.

Seeing this scene, all the students smiled. This guy couldn't even beat He Yong, but he dared to take the initiative to attack Zhao Xiaoyu. He was really impatient.

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Chapter 27 Genius

Inside the Zhao Family Boxing Martial Arts Gym.

"boom!"

A figure fell back and fell to the ground.

Zhao Xiaoyu defeated the bald youth with only three moves. For a while, there was thunderous cheers from the side of the Zhao Family Boxing Martial Arts Hall, while the bald youth and the other two youths from the Longwei Martial Arts Hall were not very good-looking, and Xu Zaishan's expression was also a little dignified.

"The little girl is very good at martial arts. Xu Zaishan is in the Halong Martial Arts Museum. I don't know what to call the girl?"

Zhao Xiaoyu looked at each other coldly: "I am Zhao Fengyang's younger sister, Zhao Xiaoyu, you are here to kick the club, right? My elder brother is not here, so just come to me if you have anything."

Xu Zaishan said with a smile: "Miss Xiao Yu is really a woman, so I will ask her for advice!"

"Hypocrisy, just hit if you want, where does all this nonsense come from." Zhao Xiaoyu sneered.

Xu Zaishan smiled disapprovingly, and stretched out his hand to make a request: "Miss Xiaoyu please first."

"I am the host, you are the guest, you should do it first."

Zhao Xiaoyu's words immediately greeted the applause of all the students, and Song Yan couldn't help but nodded, but he was a little worried. Xu Zaishan seemed humble and kind, but it gave him a feeling of hypocrisy, a typical smile hiding a knife , Zhao Xiaoyu's straightforward character may suffer a disadvantage against this kind of person.

Sure enough, the two talents fought seven or eight moves, and Song Yan could see the clues. Zhao Xiaoyu kept on attacking with great momentum. On the other hand, Xu Zaishan occasionally shot while dodging.

After more than ten moves, after Xu Zaishan blocked Zhao Xiaoyu's attack, he punched her on the shoulder with a short fist and sent her flying.

Seeing this scene, the bald young man's voice sounded like a broken gong: "Haha, little girl, you know how powerful you are. How can you deal with my master? You should call out Zhao Fengyang, a turtle with a shrunken head, and fight my master!"

"Come again!"

Zhao Xiaoyu couldn't help being furious, and endured the severe pain in her shoulder and rushed forward. Xu Zaishan used her inner strength to punch her, and now she can't use her whole right arm.