A figure suddenly rushed into the door, and everyone's eyes were focused on the person coming, and they were extremely nervous.

But when they saw clearly the identity of the person, everyone was relieved.

"Hey, you little brat, don't mess around here. We don't have time to talk nonsense with you now." Chen Hai, who was a Gossip stick in Goro, stood out from the crowd and shouted sternly: "Get out quickly! Don't be upset here!"

Everyone also recognized the identity of the person who came and shouted: "Boy, why are you messing around? Get out of here quickly, don't let us scold you, you will be able to calculate when you come back from the martial arts hall!"

The person who came was Lin Feng who came out of the martial arts lecture hall. He met and challenged the family along the way, but was always taken first. The master was killed and injured, and even the disciples were in a tragic situation, which made him very depressed, so he simply stopped challenging those small sects and came here directly to challenge Hong Qitian.

But who knew that I was so unpopular that I was driven out by a large number of people before I even started to challenge.

Lin Feng was angry and pointed at Chen Hai's nose and cursed: "Do you fuck me or not? I'm here to kick the house. If you don't ask like this, you'll chase people out of the world? Why are you afraid? I feel that I can't beat you, so I use such despicable means!"

"But that's right. You can all join forces with all the martial arts schools to make me unable to recruit students. It seems that it is not surprising that you are chasing people from outside. It turns out that people are shameless and invincible in the world."

Lin Feng deliberately said in a sarcastic tone. Chen Hai was furious and was in a bad mood when he was defeated, but now he was ridiculed by a young turtle who was still stinky and had no worries in person. It would be strange if he felt good.

This kind of thing was known to everyone, and everyone was under the table, making moves and counterattacks, but now they were suddenly taken to the table, which was naturally not very pleasant.

"Why do you say so much nonsense?" Chen Hai was furious and reached out to make a move. A disciple next to him handed a stick of eyebrows, "Don't you want to kick the house? Let me be your opponent today!"

Chen Hai jumped out of the crowd with a long stick, and danced a gun flower in his hand, pointing straight to Lin Feng.

Although he was injured in the competition with the Fire Cloud Evil God, Chen Hai did not take Lin Feng seriously, thinking that Lin Feng was at most a fancy and would not have much real skill.

At that time, Lin Feng, Lin Shaoqiang and Hong Zhen had two competitions, and Chen Hai did not see them all, so he felt contemptuous. After all, except Hong Qitian, he belonged to him. Even if Lin Shaoqiang and Chen Hai came together, he was not afraid.

However, Chen Hai overestimated himself and underestimated Lin Feng's strength. So when the two met, the winner was decided.

The stick with eyebrows in Chen Hai's hand brought a gust of wind, roaring from top to bottom, slashing towards Lin Feng's head fiercely.

Faced with the enemy's violent attack, Lin Feng looked calm and moved his steps back, no more or less, just five centimeters away from the whistling clapper.

When Chen Hai wanted to pull away, he was shocked to find that the stick could not move.

It seemed as if it was firmly grasped by the iron pliers, and Chen Hai could use all his strength, but the stick was as still as a mountain.

Lin Feng smiled contemptuously, exerted force on his arm, and pulled Chen Hai towards him with a strong momentum. Then, without waiting for the other party to react, he directly hit Chen Hai's abdomen with a blow.

The fist hit his abdomen and made a dull sound. After Chen Hai groaned, cold sweat began to swell all over his body, and then his body fell weakly on the floor.

Chen Hai, who was lying on the ground, couldn't make a sound in pain, but just stared at Lin Feng with his eyes.

"master!"

"Madman, dare to harm my master, look at the stick!"

"Avenge your master!"

When the disciples of Wulang Bagua Stick saw Chen Hai lying on the ground, they were immediately furious and picked up the guys and rushed towards Lin Feng, hoping to avenge their master.

Lin Feng raised a sneer on the corner of his mouth. These guys were ungrateful. If they hadn't retracted eight points of strength at the last moment, their master would have gone to see the King of Hell long ago, so he would have lie here and howled.

Lin Feng was soft-hearted once, but not for the second time. Since these guys were seeking death, he didn't mind turning on the killing.

With both hands clasped, Lin Feng's aura was still condensed. He could not attack first, and he was already ready to move.

"stop!"

Just as the two sides were about to contact, Hong Qitian suddenly shouted, and his fat body came to the middle of the two groups at an incredible speed.

Lin Feng suddenly stopped, and the disciples of Wulang Bagua Stick also looked at each other curiously.

Hong Qitian looked at the troublemaker's disciple, snorted coldly, and taught a lesson: "This is the Hongjia Boxing Gym, a martial arts association! If you want to do something, you have to get my consent. Don't feel that I'm easy to talk to, you can break the rules!"

Facing Hong Qitian, none of Wulang's gossip sticks dared to stand up and refute. He obediently retreated aside and took his master to see the doctor.

After talking about the troublemaker, Hong Qitian changed his tone and directly opposed Lin Feng, "Don't think that you are a half-step master and can do whatever you want. Young people should not be too crazy in doing things. I am not in the mood to argue with you today. I will give you three minutes. Get out of my nose quickly. I will slowly settle your martial arts hall in the future."

"If young people are not crazy, then they are still called young people!" Lin Feng smiled coldly, "I'm here to play the kiosk today. We will either fight one-on-one, or you can unblock the ban and ask me to open the kiosk to accept disciples. Otherwise, I won't leave today!"

"Young man, don't toast and not eat it, just take the punishment for the wine!" Hong Qitian's face was gloomy, and there was a faint threat in his tone.

There are enough troubles today, and Hong Qitian really has no time to care about this jumping clown now.

"Is there anyone here?"

Just as Lin Feng and Hong Qitian were still confronting each other, someone walked in at the door.

A middle-aged man wearing Zhongshan suit, a little bald but with a combed combed, walked in from the door. Everyone present seemed to be facing a great enemy, and those disciples who had seen him trembled even more fearful.

When Hong Qitian saw everyone's reaction, he guessed the identity of the man, so he ignored Lin Feng and turned around and said, "Are you here to play the kiosk?"

The evil god Huoyun nodded expressionlessly.

Hong Qitian felt the fierce murderous aura on the other party, and his whole body suddenly entered the highest alert state. "I am the master of the Hong family boxing. I will take this competition, come on!"

Hong Qitian's voice was like a bell, and he spoke with a high spirit of fighting. The disciples in the martial arts training hall cheered after hearing this, and some of them had already started to clamor for him to help kill the evil god Huoyun.

The shouts of the crowd formed a wave of sound, one after another, almost overturning the roof of the martial arts hall.

The Fire Cloud Evil God seemed not to hear this crazy shout. He tilted his head and asked disdainfully: "Did I say I want to challenge you?"
Chapter completed!