The Magnificent God of War

"Russ can be taught."

Old Tan stroked his long beard and nodded lightly.

Hearing this, Fang Qiu became even more angry.

Tan Xing is qualified to say this sentence?

"Only you, want to teach me? You are not qualified!"

"Snapped!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Ning slapped Fang Qiu's face with a slap.

"Do not respect the elders, you should fight!"

"you……"

"Snapped!"

It was another slap, Jiang Ning was not polite, holding Fang Qiu with one hand, and slapped a few times with the other.

"Budo can't teach you, martial virtues can!"

"Snapped!"

This last slap directly knocked Fang Qiu away.

Fang Qiu rolled on the ground twice, and immediately stood up, his expression ugly.

With so many people around, Jiang Ning... actually humiliated herself so much!

He was even more amazed. Jiang Ning was obviously not a few years older than himself, how could he be so powerful, just controlling a page of Ji Dao boxing, it was impossible.

"Who on earth are you?"

Fang Qiu looked at Jiang Ning vigilantly, and suddenly felt that he must have been deceived by the **** Yantang.

With the methods Jiang Ning showed now, how could it be like stealing the Jidao fist score, and he would have such strength.

"You come to kick the pavilion and ask who am I?"

Jiang Ning said lightly, "Since I don't even know about it, I advise you to leave."

"go away?"

Fang Qiu's face sank, "Even if you want to leave, you have to hand in the boxing sheet first!"

He pointed to Jiang Ning and roared, "Bring something that doesn't belong to you!"

Jiang Ning smiled.

He took a boxing sheet from his pocket and shook his hand.

"You said this?"

Fang Qiu's eyes suddenly changed when he saw it.

Jiang Ning really has a boxing score!

"Or this?"

However, before Fang Qiu could speak, Jiang Ning took out another one.

Fang Qiu was stunned immediately.

Does Jiangning have two pages of boxing scores?

How can this be!

Ji Dao Boxing Sheet, either by someone who is predestined, or even if you want to see it, how could Jiang Ning have two.

Didn't Yantang say that even this one was stolen from Fang's house by Jiang Ning using despicable means?

"Or, this one?"

When Jiang Ning took out the third boxing sheet, Fang Qiu's breathing became quicker.

Three!

Even the Fang family has never had three shots. How could Jiangning...

"Is this thing so important?"

After Jiang Ning finished speaking, he crumpled the fist sheet directly into a ball and stuffed it into his pocket at will. "However, even if it is waste paper, it is my waste paper. If you want it, I’m afraid I can only grab it. NS."

"you……"

Fang Qiu became angry from embarrassment.

He has not been humiliated like this!

He is really going crazy!

"Huh—"

A rush of blood surged in his mind, and Fang Qiu rushed over again. This time, he was not using boxing, but palm!

Jiang Ning has a three-page boxing book. Even if his comprehension ability is not strong, he must have some strength in the boxing technique. Use the palm technique! Break his fist!

"Snapped!"

Fang Qiu slapped Jiang Ning's face fiercely, but as soon as he got close, he felt a violent wind raging against his face!

Jiang Ning also raised his palm and patted it fiercely. Fang Qiu couldn't help but narrowed his eyes because of the strong wind.

He didn't react until the moment he squinted his eyes, how dare he close his eyes!

"Snapped!"

Another slap!

This slap slapped Fang Qiu away again.

"Ahhhhh! I'm fighting with you!"

Fang Qiu is just like crazy, his boxing is not good, his palm is not good?

Jiang Ning is not only powerful in his boxing skills, but what about his palms? Shan Wu Fu loves to be in love with zero? Maybe, but also so powerful.

He roared, with long legs like a whip, and kicked it fiercely, just like he kicked a big drum that day, trying to kick Jiang Ning's head.