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"Quiet!" He Xu shouted, and then fell silent, looking very disciplined.

After the quiet atmosphere lasted for a while, Ji Rongzhi called out: "Ji Ming"

"Uncle Rong." The little monk came out and looked at him suspiciously.

"Who wants to compete with him?" Ji Rongzhi shouted with all his strength, his voice was like a bell.

Everyone only felt the cold voice wafting in their ears, as if a loudspeaker had been added, even the people standing in the last row could hear it clearly.

As soon as the voice fell, the bottom boiled up.

"What do you mean? Look down on us?"

"Tch, look down on me, grandpa!"

"Didn't calling a baby doll take us seriously?"

. . . . . .

"Mr. Ji, aren't you going too far?" He Xu didn't stop the noisy crowd, and said disapprovingly, "Even if this little doll has supernatural powers, it's not good to bully the small."

"He doesn't have supernatural powers." Ji Rongzhi was full of confidence in the young monk, and he was at least half his apprentice.

"Hiss" the instructors around took a deep breath.

"No one dares to come?" Ji Rongzhi frowned, puzzled.

"Tch, I'm coming." A young man with an impatient face stepped forward, "Don't say that I'm bullying the younger, little brother."

"Please" the little monk gestured seriously, looking cute and innocent.

The visitor snorted dissatisfiedly, waved his hand, and threw out a fireball.

Uncle Rong once said: between movement and stillness, success is achieved. The so-called beating is impossible to guard against.

The little monk inhaled, turned sideways to dodge, relying on his small size, he nimbly jumped under the opponent. "Drink", shouted loudly, raised his foot, and kicked him in the face.

"Bang..." The young man was unprepared, unable to dodge in time, retreated in embarrassment, and fell to the ground on his back.

There was an uproar and discussions.

"How many strokes did the little guy have?"

"What kind of power is he?"

"That's martial arts, right?"

. . . . . .

"Who else?" Ji Rongzhi asked.

"I'll do it!" A muscular, burly man stepped out, obviously of a strong type.

"Ha" The strong man struck with a straight punch, with a strong explosive power. If he was hit, his head would be broken and bloody, but he would be killed on the spot.

The power of that fist was obvious to all, and everyone broke into a cold sweat for the little monk opposite him.

Uncle Rong said: dodge the momentum, let go of your strength, and take the opportunity to take it.The little monk tilted his head, turned his hands into claws, grabbed his arm, and pulled it lightly with his strength.The strong man was too late to catch up, lost his balance, fell to the ground, and had two bright nosebleeds.

"Awesome." Someone applauded and whistled.

"He is so powerful as a child, what else can others do?"

"Yes, there are quite a few masters around sword masters."

. . . . . .

In fact, the little monk is the most powerful among them, Ruan Xiang rubbed his forehead, feeling deeply frustrated.

Must surpass the little monk, Amuro, Lin Hao and Xiao Xiao thought so.

"Shut up!" Ji Rongzhi frowned.

"Cough" instantly quieted down.

"Ability has a limit, so don't rely on it too much. Once the ability energy is exhausted, you will be inferior to ordinary people." Ji Rongzhi glanced around, saw some people were not convinced, pointed to the little monk and said: "This little guy is a Ordinary people."

"Coax" a commotion underneath.

"Now, he will teach you how to squat." Ji Rongzhi turned around after finishing speaking.

"Heh" He Xu chuckled, looking at his back with interest as he walked away.

"Put away your coveted eyes, otherwise, be careful that I don't have them." Feng Yang passed by and said in a low voice.

"Hehe, it's interesting." He Xu became more interested when he heard this.

"Let's practice simple agility today." Ji Rongzhi found an open space and taught Feng Yang and the others martial arts.

"Yes" echoed loudly below.

When Ji Rongzhi taught martial arts, he was very serious and serious, and did not allow other people to make jokes.

"Rise, fall, advance, retreat, reverse, sideways, close, and vertical."

"The technique is curved but not curved, straight but not straight, rolling in and out with ease; the eye technique is focused on the eyes to judge the enemy's situation; the body technique rises and falls smoothly, focusing on grasping the center of gravity without losing balance; the footwork advances low and retreats high , light and firm."

"Hidden but not exposed, quiet inside and fierce outside."

Ji Rongzhi played faster and faster, his movements were simple and agile, making people daunting and at the same time pleasing to the eye.

Withdraw your fist and stand at attention.

"Learn the first ten moves first, and hit them repeatedly until you experience the direction and intensity of the force."

"Yes, Brother Rong."

When Ji Rongzhi walked around to the area where the little monk was, there was a lot of screams.

"Damn, cramp."

"Isn't squatting a waste of time? Why don't you teach us how to punch?"

"Damn, can you become a martial arts master by squatting on this thing?"

"Little master, when did we become as powerful as you?"

. . . . . .

"Shut up," Ji Rongzhi kicked the speaker lightly on the leg, and the person immediately fell to the ground.

Ji Rongzhi shook his head, "Refine your energy internally, and train your muscles externally. I don't have time to supervise you all the time, so you'd better master the key points as soon as possible."

"Yes" the person who fell on the ground got up and squatted down obediently again.

"Hold your chest and straighten your back. Don't hold your chest high. Keep your chest flat and your back round. You can wrap your arms around your chest, like holding a ball." The little monk explained while striding forward, with a serious posture.

"Heh, do you think a martial arts master can be cultivated in half a month?" He Xu walked over and asked softly.

"Why do you think so?" Ji Rongzhi turned his head in doubt, his face full of puzzlement, "Beginners first stand on the pole for three years, and learn to fight first and then hit the horse. Practicing martial arts is a lifetime thing, and it takes only half a month to become a martial arts master, whimsical. "

"Then you still promise to teach them?"

"Those who are not strong will not be wise. I just teach them the basic skills. Those who want to learn must have a way to learn."

"You, hehe, you're such a strange person." He Xu chuckled, he had guessed dozens of Ji Rongzhi's intentions, none of them were correct, it turned out that this indifferent guy had such a simple mind.

"Have you ever practiced martial arts?" Ji Rongzhi asked, sweeping his bulging arms.

"Oh, I have practiced Sanda for several years."

Sanda?Ji Rongzhi hooked his fingers, "Show gestures."

"Okay." He Xu took off his clothes, revealing his clear muscles, looking like a trainer.

Ji Rongzhi grabbed He Xu's kicked leg and patted it away.This guy's attack pattern is very similar to Feng Xingxing's. With only instantaneous explosive power, he can turn the seemingly simple moves of kicking down, kicking up, punching with one inch, and shoulder thrusting into deadly killing moves.The difference is that the guy in front of him is stronger and has better resistance.

Ji Rongzhi nodded in approval, at first glance, it looks like a steel frame that has been tempered for many years, it is very good.

Under his pressing force every step of the way, Ji Rongzhi combined strength and softness, taking advantage of the momentum to strike, ruthlessly hitting his vitals.

It looks like a cat, shakes like a tiger, walks like a dragon, moves like a flash, and sounds like thunder.

"Happy! Happy! Come again!" He Xu wiped off the blood from the corner of his mouth and laughed.

Crazy, Ji Rongzhi frowned, unexpectedly met a Wu Chi. "Enough today, continue tomorrow."

"Hey, don't go, come again!" Seeing him turn around, He Xu hurriedly got up and chased after him.

"You are seriously injured and need to apply medicine." Ji Rongzhi frowned and stepped back, keeping a distance from him. Why are people in this world so reckless?

Don't like being touched?He Xu raised his eyebrows and approached with a playful smile, "Mr. Ji, how about having dinner together tonight?"

"No need." A hand came in and pulled Ji Rongzhi's arm, it was Feng Yang.

"Why did you come here? How can you give up halfway in martial arts?" Ji Rongzhi frowned, disapproving.

"My wife is about to be abducted by someone, Xi Wu!" Feng Yang's face was full of irritability.

"Hehe, that's how it is." He Xu swept the hand that was holding Ji Rongzhi's arm. It is indeed a heartwarming thing to be treated specially by a cold beauty. No wonder some people don't love women and men. If the person is Ji Rongzhi if. . .

"I've said it before, don't look at him like that." Feng Yang sneered, and the bloodthirsty vine flew out with a "swish".

"Shua Shua..." Several wind blades slid across, and the ferocious vines were broken into several small pieces and fell to the ground.He Xu chuckled, raised his hand, and several wind blades struck Feng Yang.Feng Yang dodged sideways, took out the cactus, and shot at him randomly.

"Ow"

"Damn, something stuck to me."

"My legs are weak."

. . . . . .

The innocents fell together, Ji Rongzhi frowned, kicked them to the ground one by one, "Enough, if you beat me again, get out."

Well done, Mr. Ji, my rescuer!

Not far away, in the spacious and bright office, there were two people watching.

"I didn't expect Xiao Xu to be deflated at times." Wang Guohua laughed loudly, with intimacy in his words.

"I didn't expect Feng Yang to be so naive." Luo Suiying smiled and agreed.

"Young Master Luo, oh no, it should be called Young Master Wan." Wang Guohua poured him a glass of wine and said casually.Regarding this Young Master Luo, it was the first time he had seen him, and he did not dare to take it lightly.

"Hey, Chief Wang doesn't need to test me. I came here with full sincerity, and I have nothing to do with the Wan family." Luo Suiying chuckled, and took a sip of her wine, with a relaxed and elegant posture.

"Hehe, I have also heard about your mother, Ms. Luo Qinyin, she is indeed a remarkable woman." Wang Guohua chuckled, sighed, and said regretfully: "The Wan family is not honest. Kill the Luo family, no wonder you have complaints against them, Young Master Luo."

"It's good that Director Wang knows, we are mutually beneficial, and everyone will not suffer." Luo Suiying raised his glass.

Wang Guohua clinked glasses with him with a smile, and then asked: "I'm just curious, which doctor is the result of the research on mutants, and the Kyoto side is so leak-proof?"

Luo Suiying shook her head and blinked, "Mr. Wang, as I said before, except for the research data and results, the rest will be kept secret."

"Haha, well, I've sent someone to prepare the crystal nucleus and mutant fruit you need. When will Young Master Luo want it?" Wang Guohua's eyes flashed darkly, he laughed, and didn't pursue it any further.

Luo Suiying looked at the two people tugging at each other on the training ground with dark eyes, "The sooner the better."

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