Chapter 270: uninvited guest

Zhao Long called Zhang Yifeng to share his joy with Zhang Yifeng, and the other was that he also founded a martial arts club, and wanted to ask Zhang Yifeng how to name it. After all, strictly speaking, Zhang Yifeng is his master.

Zhang Yifeng thought for a while, and then said: "That set of boxing techniques should be created by yourself. Otherwise, it would be called Zhao Jiaquan."

"Zhao Jiaquan?"

Zhao Long was completely confused, why did he have the feeling of starting a school.

However, before Zhao Long was happy, Zhang Yifeng seemed to have thought of something, and said again: "You still don't want to toss about any martial arts club. You will not have time to teach apprentices in the future. I plan to go out in a while. I hope you will follow me. together."

"After a while, is it summer vacation?"

"No, just a few days later. You just ask for sick leave. If the teacher doesn't approve it, you will be absent from class."

"School absenteeism?"

Zhao Long is a little dazed, he is a master of learning. He had never done anything like absenteeism.

"Zhao Long, your life trajectory is different from before. What do you study for? Serve the country or make money?"

"Of course it is to make money. I just want my parents to have a good life! Besides, I am not engaged in scientific research and serve any country."

Zhang Yifeng nodded and said: "Follow me, you don't need to worry about money for the rest of your life. Your parents can also enjoy your old age. Just following me, you may be a little dangerous yourself. But currently, there is a shortage of manpower around me."

"Zhang Yifeng, don't say anything. Since you need me, I must be by your side. My life is changed by you. How can I not be there when you need help. You are not only my master, but also my friend. ."

"Okay, then I will contact you before I leave. By the way, how are you doing with the first six punches."

"I have been practicing every day and I have mastered it all. Now I am practicing the seventh to tenth punches by myself."

Zhang Yifeng nodded, Zhao Jiaquan has all ninety-nine punches, learned all, and his body is comparable to a strong person in the Qi refining period. The specific level of the Qi refining period depends on his diligence.

If Zhao Long learns the front ten punches, his strength should be barely equivalent to the wind period. The Zhao family boxing method, the more difficult it gets, the more strength it improves.

"Well, hurry up and practice. I'll call you in a few days. Get ready. Let's go to a place and do a big thing."

"What's the big deal?"

"At that time you will know."

Zhang Yifeng sold a pass, in fact he planned to fight his own territory.

However, this requires absolutely powerful strength. The reason why Zhang Yifeng waited for a few more days was to wait for the three vanilla flowers to bloom. He has to upgrade his cultivation to the fourth or even fifth level before he has enough confidence to conquer the world.

He must have his own power.

At this time, Zhang Yifeng hung up the phone, and was about to go to the courtyard to see the Sanxianghua. After not getting far, a loud noise attracted Zhang Yifeng's attention.

The sound came from the gate.

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Rose stood guard at the door, and Meng Nishang was beside Rose, frowning.

Outside the gate, stood three men and one woman, all dressed in gorgeous clothes. The woman wears a blue sword on her waist, her hands on her hips, she knows that she is not an ordinary person. Ordinary people who would go out with a sword.

Behind the woman are two men with iron rods on their backs, and the two look a bit similar. At the end is an old man, standing with his hand holding his hand, watching all this indifferently, without saying a word.

"What's the matter?" Zhang Yifeng frowned.

"They want to see you."

The voice of rose came.

"Are you Zhang Yifeng?"

As soon as Rose's voice fell, the woman at the door gave Zhang Yifeng a condescending look.

Zhang Yifeng nodded and said, "I am. What's the matter?"

"You can do it, follow us quickly." The woman said domineeringly.

"Follow you? Where to go?"

"Where there is so much nonsense, let this lady let you go, you just leave." The woman seemed very arrogant, her eyes full of disdain when she looked at Zhang Yifeng.

Zhang Yifeng's complexion became ugly at that time. He looked at the woman and said lightly: "Get out!"

"Do you dare to tell me to get out? Believe it or not, I will throw you out!" The woman had her hands on her hips, her temper was quite aggressive and willful.

"Oh? Then come and try it!" Zhang Yi said coldly.

The woman's breath is not strong, in his eyes it is no different from an ant, it is ridiculous to even dare to threaten to throw him out.

"Look at my lady throwing you out!" Before the woman finished her voice, she reached out and grabbed Zhang Yifeng.

Zhang Yifeng stood still and let the woman grab him.

The next moment, the woman was astonished. This teenager who looked similar to her surprised her very much. With her early cultivation skills, she couldn't shake Zhang Yifeng in the slightest!

The woman's face changed, and when she raised her hand, she punched Zhang Yifeng.

Zhang Yifeng's eyes were cold, his spiritual energy surged, and he also punched the woman directly.

"You two are stupid, this lady has been bullied, so don't help me clean him up!"

The woman was caught by the two back-stick men behind her, and she suddenly cursed.

boom!

Just as her words fell, the two men stepped forward, and the ground was directly cracked by the trampling. Both of them were cultivation bases in the middle of the wind.

"Apologize to our lady!" The two men carrying iron rods looked at Zhang Yifeng coldly.

Zhang Yifeng couldn't help but feel funny. It was obviously a woman who wanted to hit him, so he passively defended and overturned the unruly woman, but instead asked him to apologize.

"What if I say no?"

"Then kill you!" The old man behind the two suddenly said. Gujing's tone was silent, as if telling an extremely common thing. This old man is the cultivation base of the late stage of Fengfeng, as long as he does not encounter Madman Wu, he does have the capital to say this.

Zhang Yifeng nodded gently, his face did not change at all, but murderous intent burst into his heart.

People who dare to threaten their lives will never show mercy!

"Now apologize to my lady, and then go with us." Seeing that Zhang Yifeng did not speak, the old man thought Zhang Yifeng had been deterred.

"Which school do you come from?" Zhang Yifeng asked faintly. The same icon was embroidered on the clothes of these people, indicating that they were from the same school.

"Taihe faction."

"I haven't heard, I don't welcome you here, do you go by yourself, or do you want me to ask you to go?"

"What a big tone! Let me teach you a kid who knows nothing!"

At this moment, a man carrying an iron rod was moving as fast as lightning, and a stick knocked on Zhang Yifeng's forehead, without knowing when he held the stick in his hand.

Zhang Yifeng didn't dodge at all, just raised a hand and lightly grabbed the stick.

The iron rod man showed a fierce light on his face, as if he had seen Zhang Yifeng's palm body turned into a mass of flesh under his iron rod.