Chapter 403: Fighting (VIII)

"Forgive me, this is my new disciple. He has a good heart and a good character, but he is a bit of a martial arts fanatic, has low emotional intelligence, and can't speak." Zhang Ruoning smiled proudly, opened his red lips, and explained to the leaders of the surrounding circle.

"Ruoning, you were out not long ago and your whereabouts were uncertain. It seems that this was the reason? This Meng Ren is really good and has the potential to be a master." Fang He was in a good mood when he saw that his plan was about to be completed.

He did not expect that the new disciples secretly trained by Zhang Ruoning would be so powerful that one person could subdue many disciples of Jiuquyuan.

Looking at it now, even without his little tricks, the result of the Jiuquyuan boxing fight would have been a sure defeat.

God’s will, everything is God’s will.

It seems that he, Fang He, may also be the owner of Jingtian Village.

"Master Fang, thank you. This boy's physique is just in line with the real skills of our academy. In the future, I, Mingfeng Academy, will need more care from Master Fang." Zhang Ruoning flipped up her long hair and smiled.

"It's easy to talk about." Fang He nodded with satisfaction.

Zhong Han sat in her seat. After hearing this conversation and seeing Zhang Ruoning's smiling face, her heart became even more angry. She clenched the armrest of the seat tightly, her fingers deeply embedded in it, and remained motionless.

She no longer considered Han Yi's presence or absence at all.

This Meng Ren, even if Han Yi is here, cannot be his opponent. Even if he is not late, if he goes up, it will be a send-off.

Now, she must stay calm and consider the situation Jiuquyuan will face after the boxing failure and how to deal with it.

"What a couple." Guan Chan glanced at Fang He and exchanged yin and yang words with Zhang Ruoning.

She doesn't care about Jiuquyuan Heming at all.

In her eyes, Feng Yuan's battle was similar to that of children playing house, which was boring.

Of course, the main reason is that there is no longer a normal fist fight, but a unilateral scolding battle between Meng Ren and many disciples of Jiuquyuan.

"Damn you, if you can't do it, you can't do it. Why are you arguing here? Come up and fight if you can!" Meng Ren put one hand on his hip and pointed to the audience with the other hand.

I have been scolding him like this for quite some time.

Even though Chen Yuxiang, the chief disciple of Mingfengyuan, persuaded him many times, he still refused to give up and fought frantically.

It can be seen that this Meng Ren is not only powerful in boxing and kicking skills, but also fierce in talking skills. In actual combat, he is not inferior to the disciples of the first academy.

"Who are you saying can't do it? You can. Why aren't you the chief disciple? Didn't your master teach you how to behave in the world? Can you speak?!!!"

Zhan Xiuying had just calmed down Sun Zheng, but she herself became angry again.

"My master has never taught you not to worry about it, but I know that the disciples of your Jiuquyuan are not good at it. I don't know whether it is the master who is not good at it or the disciples themselves are useless. None of them can fight."

Meng Ren kept talking without any scruples.

As soon as he finished speaking,

It’s okay if you scold the Jiuquyuan disciples of the same status, but if the head of the academy is involved,

Sure enough, everyone in Jiuquyuan was stunned for a moment, and then started yelling curses.

When Zhong Yunxiu heard this, he suddenly crushed the armrest with his palm and stood up instantly.

Even if Jiuquyuan fails in the fist fight, it is destined to be disbanded.

Even if she has the reputation of bullying the younger ones

Sheng Na must take action and teach this disciple who doesn't know the heights of heaven and earth a lesson.

"Senior Sister Yunxiu, don't get excited." Zhang Ruoning covered her mouth and chuckled, moving her slender and white legs without a trace of fat, "Let the elders handle the affairs of the juniors themselves. It's better for us elders not to interfere. "

She is over thirty years old, but her appearance is as pure and beautiful as a girl's, with a thin waist and round hips, and her legs are tightly closed without any gaps. The temperament of a girl and a young woman are perfectly blended in her body, making her particularly attractive.

The admiration in Fang He's eyes flashed away, and he also said: "The head of Ruoning Academy is right, this pair of fists is just to see the juniors show off their magical powers. If we take action again, how can we sharpen the disciples?"

"Is the scope you are talking about all the disciples of Jiuquyuan?"

Suddenly, a figure suddenly appeared behind Meng Ren.

The person who came was tall, more than a head taller than Meng Ren, with a glint in his eyes and a fierce and fierce aura on his body.

It was Han Yi who had just arrived.

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A gust of breeze accompanied him and spread from behind him, and an invisible sense of heavy energy and blood depression spread from the stage to the entire audience.

"I'm Han Yi, a disciple of Jiuquyuan." Han Yi smiled, his voice sonorous and powerful, "Hold your fists, I just gained some insights from practice, so I'm a step too late."

The energy and blood in his body kept rolling and rushing. The Heaven-Building Technique and the White Lotus Wugou Body had just broken through. He hurried over before he had time to stabilize.

As soon as he arrived, he saw Meng Ren talking nonsense on the high platform.

A deep and huge pressure spread from him, and many people in the audience started to curse.

The disciples fell silent one after another.

"Han"

Under the stage, many Jiuquyuan disciples couldn't help but wanted to remind them.

In fact, they also knew that the scolding battle just now was their last way to vent their anger. If you can't beat him, then you can always scold him.

They were completely desperate and had no hope of winning, so they were so crazy. So as soon as Han Yi came on the stage, they started to get nervous.

However, just as they were about to speak, they saw Han Yi gently raise his hand.

It was only then that they discovered that this low-key person in the past, who didn't like to talk much and only knew how to practice, was called a fellow ascetic.

Now, it seems that there is a different kind of momentum on him, like a magic weapon hidden in a scabbard, a sharp edge hidden deep in the soil and exposed to the light of day, or like a heavy jade, which emits a dazzling and dazzling light after being polished.

"Junior Brother Han?!" Zhong Han's beautiful eyes flashed, "You"

"Don't worry, Senior Sister." Han Yi smiled slightly and looked at Meng Ren: "Just now, you were the one who yelled here?"

"What?!" Meng Ren stared at the young man in front of him and flew into a rage, "Don't think that you are the savior just because you look good and dress well. I have seen too many people like you. They are all silver guns and wax guns, which are good-looking but useless!"

He hates this kind of people the most. They always appear at the end and come to the rescue. Do they really think they are the justice from heaven who comes to the end of the drama?

"Hehe, whether it works or not, you will know if you try it." Han Yi smiled lightly and slowly approached.

Dong, Dong, Dong

Meng Ren's expression gradually became serious. He looked at Han Yi at this moment, feeling as if

some huge and terrifying beast was approaching.

The strong pressure brought to him was unprecedented.

"Your body is very strong!" He suddenly grinned, showing his white teeth.

"Thank you for the compliment." Han Yi smiled faintly.

Suddenly, his figure flashed and disappeared.