Lang Taojin pulled Ye Feng aside.

"Brother Ye, I know your intention is good, but the position of president of the martial arts association cannot be used as a bet."

"Now, the seven princes have gathered together. It is too laborious to talk about it one by one, so let's just talk about it together. President Lang, let's take a gamble. Are you reluctant to give up the position of president?"

"That's not true. The main reason is that this position was fought for by my old master. Even if I get it, it is my old master who has the final say."

"If you lose in a while, I will tell the old master behind you after I see him."

Lang Taojin looked Ye Feng up and down and said with a look of disbelief: "Do you know the old master?"

"Even if I don't know him, I messed up the matter. I apologize to him. Is there anything wrong with that?"

Lang Tao thought, you don't know who my old master is. If you knew, you wouldn't dare to say this.

Here, Yang Ruji, Chen Jianquan and others gathered together.

Qin Sheng was also among them.

"Dear uncles, that man named Ye is very arrogant, why not take advantage of this."

Yang Ruji looked puzzled and said: "Qin Sheng, please make it clear, how to use it?"

Qin Sheng chuckled.

"That guy surnamed Ye doesn't know how high the sky is. He dares to challenge seven of you by himself. Then all seven of you can defeat him. Defeat him and make way for the president of the martial arts association. This is what the boy surnamed Ye said. , let’s take care of it.”

Hearing this, Yang Ruji and others' eyes lit up.

"The man named Ye is setting a trap for himself. Let's just leave it at that. I'll go and tell him."

Yang Ruji walked up to Ye Feng: "We people have been running martial arts schools in Changqing City for many years. We have never met someone like you. One person dares to challenge seven of us. We will help you."

"Ha, curators, I thought you didn't dare to challenge, but I was wrong."

Yang Ruji cursed secretly in his heart, he really doesn't know how high the sky is and how high it is!

Holding back the anger in his heart, he said: "We agreed first that the seven of us will go together. If you lose, President Lang will immediately resign from the position of president of the martial arts association."

"What if I win?" Ye Fengxiao asked.

"As you just said, we no longer object to President Lang being the president of the Wushu Association."

"Then it's settled." Ye Feng looked calm and confident.

At this point, Lang Tao didn't know what to say.

Bringing down the seven princes is not an easy task at all.

In the Black Palace, from him on up, several star masters can easily do it.

But Ye Feng...

Next, you can only take one step, count as one step.

Lang Taojin is the president of the martial arts association in Changqing City. This is his official identity. Secretly, Yang Ruji and others do not know the identity of the four-star master of the Black Clothes Palace.

Everyone stood on the stage. There were seven people on Yang Ruji's side and only one person on Ye Feng's side. It could be said that they were completely different from each other.

Lin Xue, who was standing under the stage, knew that Ye Feng, the special operations captain, could fight.

But seeing the current scene, she couldn't help but murmur in her heart.

He looked back at Lang Taojin who was standing next to him.

"President Lang, where do these people come from?"

"They have a long history. There are descendants of Mandarin Duck Legs, Tai Chi, Huo Jia Quan, and the Liu family, a family of swordsmen. Their identities are called masters in today's society, but in ancient times, they should be called palms. Door."

Sect leader?

Lin Xue frowned, Ye Feng was playing too much, he was challenging seven masters by himself!

Lang Taojin noticed Lin Xue's worry. He smiled nonchalantly and said, "Miss Lin, don't worry too much. If you lose, the big deal is that I won't be the president of this martial arts association."

On the stage, Ye Feng waved to Yang Ruji and others.

"What are you seven doing in a daze? Come on!"

Yang Ruji, Chen Jianquan and others had gloomy expressions on their faces, and they all attacked at the same time.

Seeing the posture of the seven people, Ye Feng knew what the tricks of these gym owners were.

Yang Ruji's moves are obviously Tai Chi.

This guy was standing closest to the front, and Ye Feng was ready to knock him down first.

He flew out a punch and hit Yang Ruji, as powerful as Mount Tai weighing him down.

Yang Ruji gently teased with his palm, and Ye Feng immediately saw his routine. This was clearly Tai Chi's four-ounce move.

Hehe smiled.

"Master Yang, I wonder how you are doing with your four-liang strokes?"

"Hmph, it's no problem to knock you down."

Yang Ruji went to release the power of Ye Feng's fist. Ye Feng knew this kind of moves and routines thoroughly. His fist followed Yang Ruji's power and punched him in the chest.

Hit by Ye Feng, Yang Ruji staggered backwards, thumped, and fell on the stage.

Just as Yang Ruji fell to the ground, Chen Jianquan's fist had already struck in front of Ye Feng, and his fist was fierce and powerful.

Ye Feng easily dodged it and said with a smile: "It seems that you are the successor of Xingyiquan."

"Boy, you know your stuff." Chen Jianquan said coldly, using split punches, drilling punches, and horizontal punches to greet Ye Feng.

Ye Feng praised: "You are worthy of being the successor of Xingyi Quan. You have mastered this boxing technique. It's a pity."

"What a pity?"

"The moves are very beautiful. There are endless variations of split, drill, horizontal, dragon, tiger, bear and snake Xingyi boxing moves. However, the actual combat ability is lacking. It should be faster."

Chen Jianquan was extremely unconvinced.

"Damn, isn't that fast enough?"

Chen Jianquan unfolded his iron fist, and suddenly his vision went black. There was huge pain on his face, and he fell onto his back.

Then, Ye Feng kicked Sun Xun, who was using Hong Fist, five meters away.

Huo Siming used Huo Family Fist and Qi Huan used Shaolin Fist, attacking Ye Feng at the same time.

The two boxing masters gestured like tigers. Ye Feng took a few steps back, suddenly grabbed their fists, and pulled them toward the middle. Huo Siming and Qi Huan collided, and both of them fell down.

Liu Yidao was good at swordsmanship. At this time, he naturally had no weapons in his hands, so he could only use his palm instead of the sword to slash Ye Feng fiercely.

Ye Feng shook his head, unable to hide the loss and disappointment in his eyes.

"This gym leader, I really should give you a knife. But it seems that it is not necessary now. The martial arts moves you just performed were so unorganized that you are not worthy of using a knife at all."

boom!

Ye Feng slapped Liu Yidao on the neck and knocked him down on the stage.

At this time, Qin Zhaojun was the only one standing on the stage. He had been beaten by Ye Feng with a bruised nose and face. He did not dare to take a step forward during the battle just now.

Qin Zhaojun was dejected and shook his head!

The heads of seven martial arts schools joined forces and couldn't defeat one person. It was really a shame and a shame.

Qin Sheng, who had just come up with the idea, was also full of frustration.

Damn it, what is the identity of the person named Ye? How can he be so good at fighting?

Yang Ruji and others helped each other to stand up, their expressions were extremely ugly.

Lang Taojin, who was extremely surprised and surprised, couldn't help but ask: "Ms. Lin, what does your boyfriend do?"

"He is a special forces soldier, so he can fight."

Lang Tao was full of thoughts.

"It's normal for special forces to be able to fight, but it's not normal for someone like your boyfriend to be able to fight."

Lin Xue smiled faintly, with a somewhat mysterious expression.

"If he is the king of special forces and can fight like this, it is normal."

Lang Taojin looked stunned and hurriedly looked at Ye Feng on the stage.

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