Chapter 52: Fight 13

Based on the move just made, people who have just started to learn also know that Changfeng is not the three of them who can handle it.
Seeing how thin and small it is, how did you hit such a powerful fist?
They need foreign aid.
A disciple said with a pale face: "You wait! I am going to inform the class leader, we are only responsible for the daily students in the caretaker ..."
Changfeng: "Yes."
Someone took out the light brain and asked cautiously, "Can I take your picture or video?"
Changfeng waved his hand, expressing his freedom.
Everyone followed suit and took out the light brain to start shooting. Pushing against each other, I dare not take a step forward, as if there was an invisible barrier around her.
"Why is she familiar?"
"It's a bit familiar ... it seems to have been seen somewhere."
"What was the situation just now? Which martial arts teacher was she an apprentice?"
"She's so young, is she an adult?"
"Great!"
Changfeng's body has been noticeably stronger recently, but he is still thin. Daily training requires a lot of energy, and she is still relying on nutritional needles to maintain her health and naturally cannot gain weight.
She did not clarify the other party's guess about her age, and misunderstanding is also a happy thing.
There are more and more people around, and the periphery is already watertight.
It was about a quarter of an hour before someone was wearing a martial arts suit and squeezed through the crowd.
A disciple said: "Our brothers are coming here. If you don't mind, you can go for a cup of tea first."
"Do not mind." Changfeng said, "but I prefer to wait here."
She can anticipate the embarrassing situation of the other party at this time.
Of course, there are many excellent martial artists in the Honghu martial arts museum. However, if the martial arts museum still has a face, it will not send its predecessors to fight a minor kicker. The warriors were mostly proud and would not agree. Secondly, the experience difference between the two is too great, and the victory is not as good as it would be.
Where there are kickers, arrange junior to junior, elder to elder. It's just that the person who was just overwhelmed by Changfeng's punch was estimated to be the leader among the juniors. According to his force, Changfeng's force was used. They dare not send people hastily.
"Brother!"
There was a way out of the crowd, and the man shouted as a brother came hurriedly.
He looked about twenty-seven or eighty years old, and saw the wind, his brow furrowed almost inaudibly.
There is a strong contrast between a weak girl who is less than one meter six and five, and an adult strong man who is about one meter nine.
Hearing the fight, the first reaction was abuse.
What are you doing? This contrast is too great.
The light-brained crowd snorted, and the front row audience's desire to survive made them expand the circle of spectators again, and an unpleasant scolding came immediately behind them.
"Everyone is quiet!" The elder brother drank. There was internal force in the sound. The non-martial ordinary people's ears were connected to the brain with a dull pain, and they consciously retreated to make room, making the venue harmonious.
The brother looked at Changfeng and said, "You are the one who came to kick the museum?"
"I just came to challenge." Chang Feng pointed behind him, "The one who kicked the museum has been dragged out."
The elder brother didn't care what was hidden in her words, and continued: "But I won you, it won't win. You are a woman or a child."
It is not a good choice to have Changfeng strength ahead, to retreat at this time, or to remain a gentleman. It seems to be escaping.
Sure enough, someone whispered, "Do you still watch men and women in the kick hall?"
"Budo doesn't need to be a gentleman."
"Competition and fighting only depend on the outcome of life and death, and standing on the ring are all enemies!"
The buzzing sound rang in my ears, and the master's face was black and black.
Changfeng didn't wait for him to speak, and said voluntarily: "I am most proud of the power. Then I will come to you with one punch, one punch to decide the victory and defeat, convinced to take oral."
The master was snatched away by her, still surprised: "Are you sure you want to compare strength with me?"
Changfeng held his fist in his right hand and straightened it forward: "Come on. I think one punch is enough, because you don't want to experience the second punch."
The brother shook his head.
It's not a good thing for young people to be too proud. This is not far away.
"I will be merciful," said the master, staggering. "Since you insist on this, then come."
This is fixed.
The two marched each other, facing each other.
Changfeng's right foot slid half a circle on the ground and retreated to the back.
Concentrate.
In the red circle drawn in the ring, the momentum suddenly changed. The seemingly invisible air flow sank.
There was still wind blowing in the open space, but it seemed to tacitly bypass that area. Even the air has become quieter.
It really is different! Everyone was shocked, it turned out that this is the real warrior!
The master of ceremonies struck the gong again.
Everyone takes it seriously.
The master starts first. He leaned on his toes and leaned forward.
A gust of wind rose unprovoked, starting at the feet of the two, spreading out in a vortex, bringing up yellow dust and gravel.
The front row audience subconsciously blocked their eyes.
A pair of fists were directly facing each other.
One big and one small, one black and one white, showing a distinct
At the moment of touching, the flying stone at the foot of Changfeng lifted up and flew wildly.
The brother shocked his chest unexpectedly.
From the knuckles to the forearms, then to the arms and shoulders, the muscles seemed to be separated from the bones, and an internal force poured in, crushing his strength.
The arm loses consciousness and hangs down like a sponge.
The elder brother quickly retreated and fled.
He thought his arm was about to be destroyed, the deepest fear overflowed in his pupils, and the force of the collapsing mountain was as turbulent as it came, and was crushed in a flash. Suddenly stopped.
"call--"
The audience restrained themselves from making unnecessary noises, but could not help but exclaim.
The master's mouth twitched, holding his right hand with convulsions, a few deep breaths depressed his emotions, and said hoarsely: "I lost."
He conceded!
The cold sweat on the face was not known whether it was painful or scared, anyway, I simply lost neatly.
The scene was again in an uproar.
All the disciples in the martial arts complexion were pale.
Changfeng nodded, picking up his bag in the past: "Master and Brother are defeated, then there should be no third person?"
"Wait." The master gritted his teeth, and then said: "There is another person. You can be considered a challenge to succeed."
Changfeng was surprised: "Aren't you a master?"
He did not answer.
"I know, you are sorted by age, not by strength." Changfeng sighed after asking and answering, "Isn't there any hope that I want to be a master sister?"
The embarrassment flashed on the master's face, and quickly hid. He tilted his head and said to the younger brother behind him: "Call him to come over now without listening to any excuses. Hurry!"
The audience vented their excitement on the Internet. With a calm face, the text under the finger was wailing.
Most of the people here are not qualified to enter the Honghu Martial Arts Museum, but they pay a high experience fee to feel the daily training of martial arts customers. It may be purely for fitness, or you may try your luck to see if you can meet Xu Ling, or even come to make a blind date. Naturally, there is no common sense of honor for the reputation of the Honghu Martial Arts Museum.
Everything is not as important as gossip.
Seeing that the situation was not over, everyone waited patiently.
Ten minutes later, Tang Yiyang stepped on the slippers and ran from the direction of the staff dormitory.
He rubbed his head and said, "Why? Who wants to play in the museum?"
At first glance, he saw Changfeng.
The two looked at each other.
Tang Yunyang's movements stiffened.
Changfeng shrugged: "I don't really want to scratch your face, baby."
Tang Yiyang looked back seriously, and said seriously: "What are you doing here? You ... shouldn't you just come back from the mining area? What do you come to Wuguan?"
The two answers sounded in unison.
"She's coming to play!"
"I'm here."
Everyone in the martial arts stunned.
The speaking disciples were shocked and said, "Join the club?"
The anger on his face had not faded, and he was caught off guard by the wind.
"I'm here to join the club." Changfeng pointed back, "Did I just say? The kicking hall has been dragged out."
Tang Yiyang turned his head to look at the master and others.
This is really a ridiculous oolong, even the master brother who has always kept people intact, does not know what to say for a while. His pain seriously affected his thinking, causing him to ponder for a long time, unable to find a useful word.
"But I want to see Chu Hongwu." Changfeng yearned, "I adore him in particular, and I want to get his signature."
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Chu Hongwu has received the news that his Wuwu Pavilion was almost kicked. Of course, he will rush back to host the overall situation. As soon as I entered the martial arts hall, I heard what Changfeng said.
Needless to say, the surging, pride, and indescribable self-confidence in my heart.
"What's the matter, is it a misunderstanding? Why don't you entertain the guests?" He said from afar, "We Honghu Wuguan welcomes every warrior who is willing to join, and also welcomes every warrior with a gifted martial art . "
With a smile on his face, he walked in the respectful eyes of everyone, while patrolling a little, trying to find his fan.
When he saw Chang Feng's smiling face, he suddenly collapsed like a pierced balloon. The alarm bell is a masterpiece.
He called and asked the military district, but the military district's response was dull. When he asked again, he heard a perfunctory disgust, let alone revealing his whereabouts to Changfeng.
He didn't know where he offended the military region. He was fined 10 million for excessive advertising and was busy revoking and revising all the copywriting. It was really bad luck.
Where did you think that Changfeng came out on her own when she was at a loss?
Do n’t be too timely!
No, maybe it's just trying to get rid of it, don't you have a trick?
That's not right, what kind of back-selling does she need? If she really knew who she was, would she just go directly to Xu Ling? Can't you just tell the military? Why go to his martial arts to find a way to die?
Numerous thoughts flashed in Chu Hongwu's mind in an instant, and he was rejected by himself one by one. In his excitement, even breathing began to rush, and his eyes stared at Changfeng without blinking.
To outsiders, it was wood.
"The owner?"
The person next to him called out. Chu Hongwu was shocked.
Chu Hongwu pursed his lower lip and tentatively said to Changfeng: "Oh, it turns out to be you. I know you, the military school league played really well."
"It's okay. It's just a lot of strength. The suffering in the illegal mining area has become a part of my strength." Chang Feng sighed, and then said: "I heard that Guiwuguan wanted to subsidize me, so I came here on your own initiative. Will you refuse? "
Chu Hongwu was also unbelievable: "Are you going to join our Honghu Wuguan?"
"Of course." Changfeng smiled at him. "I admire you especially. I always feel a long-lost familiarity when I see your photos, but I can't tell why. I think this is probably fate. I have been Living alone in an illegal mining area, and you have been committed to charity, I would like to thank you on behalf of the beneficiaries. It is really rare for a capitalist like you. "
The eyes of everyone suddenly brightened.
Chu Hongwu straightened his back and nodded, "This is what I should do."
Changfeng: "What about my admission ..."
Chu Hongwu said: "You talk to me in the conference room."
Changfeng was about to pass, Tang Yanyang grabbed her dress corner, squeezed her eyebrows and told her not to.
Chu Hongwu stopped in front and turned back, "What's wrong?"
"It's nothing." Chang Feng calmly opened Tang Ranyang's hand. "Soon we will be brothers and friends. It's really a destiny. I'll come back to you later."
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Chu Hongwu walked from the back road with a long wind, and went to an independent high building deep in the front, and then took her to the upper level.
Changfeng behaved surprisingly all the way, completely unseen.
Chu Hongwu's heart slowly settled.
He pushed the door into his office and signaled to the assistant next to him in the dark. The two assistants nodded, went out to the next door, and reprinted a contract.
Changfeng had a bug on his body, but he brought it from the military area. It should not be so easy to find.
She saw Chu Hongwu's hand paused on the red button beside the table, guessing that it should be a shielding device. He also touched the small bump on his wrist and sat across from him.
Soon after, the assistant returned with the contract, placed it on the low table in the middle, and pushed forward a little:
"You look first."
Changfeng: "I don't understand, you just talk."
The assistant lowered his head and hid the smile on the corner of his mouth.
"First of all, I want to tell you that all the content of the contract is confidential. You need to sign a confidentiality contract first."
He pulled a piece of paper from the bottom and laid it up.
"Are you literate?"
Changfeng: "Know, you continue."
The other party said: "This is our customary process. Let me briefly tell you that you cannot disclose your salary, benefits, etc. to other people, including members of this martial arts hall. This is for the development of the martial arts. Hope you Understandable. Accurately speaking, it is the content of all the contracts, you can't leak it, otherwise you will face our prosecution and huge compensation. "
"I don't understand anything, you have to be clear."
Changfeng said, signing readily.