The martial arts world is extremely popular. Yanghe City is the capital of a county, with various martial arts halls and escort agencies, blooming everywhere. Fang Ming walked around and saw no less than twenty martial arts halls alone.

These martial arts schools are large and small in scale, but they naturally have some real skills to build a foundation in Yanghe City.

At least, there is absolutely no shortage of a complete set of exercises.

However, the rules are strict at this time. Ordinary disciples should learn at most crop styles when entering the martial arts hall. If they want to truly teach internal martial arts, they would have dreamed before they smashed hundreds of thousands of taels of snowflakes in the martial arts hall and became true disciples!

"Well! My martial arts are very different from the world of big karma. Opening a martial arts school to teach an apprentice has a great future!"

Fang Ming touched his chin. His martial arts foundation was from Shaolin. No master in the world of great sects would see the way.

Moreover, the martial arts of the Fan Sect are very different from Taoist techniques, and they will never be associated with the remnants of Xuanzhen Taoism in any case.

It is naturally impossible to teach the Bodhicitta method with the seventy-two unique skills, but just the Arhat magical skills, Arhats, Tiger Fist, etc., it is probably enough for ordinary warriors to break their heads.

With these real skills, not only do you make money every day, but the life of a gangster is definitely not a problem. It is very convenient for people in the martial arts school to cover up some abnormalities.

"Since you are going to open a martial arts school, the name Fang Ming can no longer be used..."

Fang Ming was quite depressed.

The wanted war he had originally carried was nothing. It was nothing more than killing a pharmaceutical apprentice and adding a medicinal collector. People in the world licked blood from the knife. Who had no life on their hands? Moreover, the Grand Governor's Office of Lechun County could not have the jurisdiction of the young governor of Yanghe County.

However, the Divine Sword Sect then exterminated Huichuntang with great fanfare, and a large basin of dirty water was poured on Fang Ming's head. If he didn't want to be killed by a group of young heroes from the world every day, "to act on behalf of the heavens, to help the weak," this identity would never be recognized.

"Well, at worst, you can use a pseudonym!"

Fang Ming made up his mind and suddenly heard a bustle ahead, with many people from the world gathering together, looking like he was watching the show.

Fang Ming's heart moved, he grabbed a big man and asked, "What happened before?"

The man was angry, but after struggling several times, he found that Fang Ming's palm seemed to be cast on steel, and he could not drag it at all. He didn't know that he had met a master? His face turned flattering: "This young man! There is a tiger's mighty martial arts hall in front of him, and he met someone who kicked the hall!"

"Oh! You can come whatever you want!"

As Fang Ming's interest increased greatly, he also squeezed out the crowd and entered the field.

"Oh... Lei Laohu did this inexplicably, and actually let his apprentice sneak into the Hu Majesty Martial Arts Hall to learn martial arts secretly, and then took advantage of the fact that Old Wushu Yang was seriously ill..."

The warriors around him were talking, as if they were very dissatisfied with the Lei Hu, and Fang Ming gradually heard a rough idea.

In any martial arts hall, if you want a prosperous business, your reputation is naturally very important. Most of the reputations of people in the martial arts halls are created. In Yanghe City, it is naturally very common to kick each other's kiosks.

However, Lei Laohu didn't seem to be very lawful. He first sent someone to secretly learn the skills of his opponent's mighty martial arts hall, and then took advantage of the danger and forced a challenge. Therefore, public opinion was one-sided.

Unfortunately, in the world of hard work, fist is the truth. If the truth is useful, what else do you need to do with martial arts?

Although the crowd was angry, they asked them to sacrifice their lives to seek justice for Mr. Yang, but they did not have the courage to watch the fun.

Fang Ming shook his head and felt vaguely that it was an opportunity to get closer to the front.

In the Humao Martial Arts Hall, there were already a group of people surrounding the school grounds at this time, watching the two martial artists fighting in the field.

One of them was a burly man, strong and ferocious, with a shiny look in his eyes, while the other was a tall and strong old man with an old face that was extremely sallow, and was obviously still ill.

Under the venue, two groups of people were still cheering for their masters, but Old Master Yang had only a 16 or 17-year-old girl and another honest boy. Compared with the dozens of strong men behind Lei Laohu, the momentum of the dozens of powerful men behind Lei Laohu was more than just a little less.

Mr. Yang used kung fu similar to tiger claws, and his hands were full of wind, but he was not strong enough and sweat was faintly seen on his forehead.

On the other side, Lei Laohu was leisurely in his mind, his flesh palm was hidden in wind and thunder, and the palm wind was howling, and it actually blew up the slight dust on the ground, making it look quite powerful.

"Old Master Yang used the tiger-shaped fist from the Tiger Majesty Hall, and the Thunder Tiger made it the Wind and Thunder Palm!"

A martial artist next to him commented, and Fang Ming nodded secretly: "The martial arts style of Daqian is extremely strong. Even if it is just two small martial arts halls in the county town, they have real skills. Both martial artists should be clearing between six to eight serious things. The old man Yang had to be more skilled, but he was seriously ill and was already at the end of the mast and oars!"

Just after Fang Ming made a judgment, the situation on the field changed suddenly.

It turned out that Lei Laohu saw that he could not take down Old Man Yang for a long time, and his face flashed with anxiety. He suddenly kicked his feet, and a yellow sand mud dragon immediately rolled up, and sand and dust filled the sky.

The two figures suddenly collided and separated again. When the dust settled, Old Master Yang vomited blood and fell to the ground. Lei Laohu stood with his hands wrapped around him, proud, obviously the winner was decided.

In the yellow curtain, only Fang Ming and a few others had their hands full of skills and eyes, and they could also see the scene in the field.

Just now, Lei Laohu actually used the same martial arts move as Old Man Yang, and he seemed to have turned into a hungry tiger. He pounced and hit Old Martial Artist Yang in the chest with a punch.

"Grandpa! Grandpa!"

The girl who was waiting on the side rushed up crying, knelt on the ground and picked up the old man, her face flushed with anger: "You are shameless! You actually use the tiger-shaped fist from our Tiger Majesty Hall! It won't be powerful!"

Lei Laohu's face turned red. He was originally very quick to do things, but he was covered by yellow sand. He thought there were not many people who could see clearly, but he didn't expect that he would be shouted out by a girl.

"I'm the killing move of Fenglei Palm. If you are a little girl, don't talk nonsense if you can't understand the movie!"

Lei Laohu's face was filled with fierce light, and at this time he was carrying the power of great victory, which scared the little girl so much that she dared not speak anymore.

"Okay! The head coach is mighty!" "The master is indeed amazing!"

Behind Lei Laohu, the apprentices praised loudly, constantly boasting about Lei Laohu's martial arts and constant flattery words, making Lei Laohu even more proud.

Although his disciples, although their martial arts are superficial, they should not be underestimated when they rush forward. They are also one of Lei Laohu's trump cards for bullying the weak.

"You're talking nonsense!!!"

At this time, the honest boy following the little girl also stood up: "You were obviously using the 'hungry tiger' in our Humao Martial Arts Hall! Look..." He made the thunder tiger's attack just now, and it seemed to be similar. His strength and moves were accurate, making it clear to others at a glance.

Seeing this, Fang Ming's eyes flashed slowly with surprise: "I didn't expect that there were two craftable materials in a small martial arts hall. This chance could be met by me..."

"Also, Senior Brother Bai! This trick only taught you, but why did you rebel and join this man's sect!"

The thick boy pointed at the group of disciples behind Lei Laohu again, and saw a big man with shame on his face and hid in the human wall.

In contrast, both people and physical evidence were present, while other audiences booed, leaving Lei Laohu's face dull.

"Boy, wait for me!"

"Shut up!!!" Seeing the signs of excitement of the crowd, Lei Laohu Muran roared, causing the ears of the people around him to ache, and finally suppressed the sound.

"Even if I use the trick of the tiger-shaped fist, so what?" Lei Laohu saw that the argument was useless, so he simply admitted it.

"The martial arts hall opens the door to do business, and naturally welcomes visitors from all directions. I pay the money. Old Master Yang teaches martial arts. This is a matter of clearing both money and goods, so what's wrong?"

Everyone's voices stopped, feeling that although Lei Laohu's sophistry was irrelevant, it also made some sense. In general, when encountering this in martial arts schools, there seems to be no other way to think about it except to feel bad about the people they meet.

"What's more... from now on, as long as you enter my Red Star Martial Arts Hall, you can not only learn the masterpiece of Fenglei Palm, but also learn Tiger Fist! One portion is worth two portions, which is absolutely cost-effective!!!"

Lei Laohu then climbed up the pole and announced the preferential policies loudly, which was extremely shameless.

Unfortunately, some people's eyes flashed, obviously they had some thoughts. After all, pursuing profit is the nature of human beings and is inevitable.

"Ahem... Lei Laohu, you won!"

At this time, Mr. Yang finally got up from the ground, coughed up blood, dyed the collar of his chest red, making the little girl and the honest boy cry.

"Very good. From now on, there will be no sign of the Tiger Martial Arts Hall in Yanghe City. This is also the branch of our Red Star Martial Arts Hall!"

Lei Laohu rubbed his palms: "Master Yang is also a happy person. Why not hand over the land deed and the sign today!"

"grandfather!"

The little girl pulled the old man's cuffs, and Old Man Yang's face was ashamed, and his whole body was hunched a lot.

"Be good to Xiaohui! I'm fine!"

The old man touched the girl's head lovingly, then looked at Lei Laohu, squeezed out the word "good" from his teeth, and the whole person seemed to have been pulled out of all his energy, and two lines of clear tears slowly flowed through the wrinkles on his face.

The smashing of the martial arts hall sign was obviously a huge blow to his spirit. If he was seriously injured, he could leave at any time.

"Master! I'll fight with them!"

The honest boy's eyes were red and rushed towards Lei Laohu.
Chapter completed!