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Chapter 225 Young people don't talk about martial arts
Seeing being surrounded, Xu Ning sneered.

Then he turned and looked at Hou Ruolan, "Officer Waiting, it looks like you have a plan to find me today, and plan to keep me here?"

"Xu Ning, you misunderstood!"

Hou Ruolan's face changed, and she hurriedly explained.

She didn't expect things to turn out like this, and the situation seems to be out of her control now, "Teacher, I am responsible for this matter, can you..."

"Xiao Lan!"

Zhao Wugang scolded, "There are rules in the martial arts world, no matter whether this young man is your friend or not, if he hurts someone here, old man, I will seek an explanation for Bajiquan."

"Teacher, but just now..."

"There's no need to explain. If you still think of me as your teacher, don't worry about it. This young man doesn't talk about martial arts, and his shots are too ruthless. If I don't come forward to educate him, he will be able to do well in the future? That's the truth. It really broke the atmosphere of martial arts." Zhao Wugang said seriously.

Ha ha.

Don't talk about martial arts?

Xu Ning sneered in his heart, does sneak attack count as martial virtue?

It's unbelievable that there are people like this in today's society.

It's not that I don't respect martial arts, but I think this old guy's excuse is a bit high-sounding, what kind of martial arts is not martial arts?
Nowadays, the martial arts industry can be regarded as surviving in the cracks in society.

And what these old masters should learn most is martial arts, self-cultivation and self-cultivation to adapt to today's society.

Instead of hanging on the slogan of Wude to be competitive.

You said that you are also considered a generation of masters, but you still have to put down your face to challenge young people. In the end, winning or losing will be disgraceful, so why bother?

Still thinking about showing off in front of people.

Thinking about it, Xu Ning ignored Zhao Wugang, but kept staring at Hou Ruolan.

Hou Ruolan was feeling anxious right now.

gaffe.

Never had a gaffe.

Now she really wants Xu Ning to leave here quickly, but she still has a trace of self-esteem in her heart, and she doesn't want to show too much in front of so many people.

So the scene fell into a stalemate for a while.

It can be said that today is the most chaotic day for Hou Ruolan's inner activities.

She didn't even know why she was so flustered.

Especially when facing Xu Ning's eyes.

I can't tell what it feels like in my heart.

I have never cared so much about a person's feelings.

there has never been.

She regrets it now.

It was the first time for the surrounding crowd to see Hou Ruolan in this state, and they couldn't help but look at Xu Ning, and some even whispered aside.

"Hey, look at how panicked our sister Lan is."

"Well, I seem to be a little concerned about this kid."

"There is something, but this guy seems to have a bad attitude towards our sister Lan."

"You don't understand this. The relationship between a man and a woman is like this. The more you rush to express yourself, the more you will lose the wind. Besides, our sister Lan is obviously the one who takes the tough and not the soft."

"Been taught a lesson······"

From the beginning to the end, Xu Ning ignored Zhao Wugang, and after obtaining the dynamics in Hou Ruolan's heart, part of the pent-up anger in his heart was gradually digested.

perhaps.

I am too extreme.

But the matter has come to this point, and all the things between me and Hou Ruolan are afraid to stop here.

I hope she won't pester herself too much in the future.

Thinking about it, Xu Ning sighed secretly, "Hou Ruolan, since you are in such a difficult situation, then don't meddle in this matter. No matter what the result is later, I hope you don't meddle again."

"Xu Ning, you..."

"There's no need to explain. Isn't your teacher trying to save some face? I can give him another chance. It will be the last time I give you face."

The corner of Xu Ning's mouth showed a charming arc.

He felt that he had done the best of his benevolence by doing so.

As soon as these words came out, everyone was shocked.

What a great momentum.

Who!
That was Zhao Wugang.

A figure at the level of an eighth-level boxing master.

Although Ah Shui is the national youth eight-level boxing champion, everyone knows that there are some ostentations in the middle, including the element of performance.

But Zhao Wugang is different, this is a famous master who has practiced eight-level boxing all his life, and he would definitely be regarded as a top master among masters in the past.

He was so arrogant that he gave the other party a chance.

Is this hubris or arrogance.

Probably considered ignorant.

Unfortunately, the times have changed now, and characters of this level existed in legends before.

A martial artist who dared to talk to Teacher Zhao like that.

He should be number one.

"Ha ha."

Zhao Wugang smiled, "Sure enough, young people are awesome, since you have said so, I have no reason to refuse, but..."

"You will soon know what is the actual combat of eighth-level boxing, and what is flowery boxing and embroidered legs."

"More importantly, I will let you understand what a person is."

Zhao Wugang said a lot in one breath, making it clear that the battle between himself and Xu Ning seemed to have been won.

No wonder.

Who made him a master of the generation?

Xu Ning was not interested in this kind of verbal provocation and stimulation at all. Instead, he took a deep look at Zhao Wugang, then threw off his coat again and went on stage.

"Stop talking nonsense, can you leave as long as I win?"

"can!"

Zhao Wugang smiled casually, and then turned to the stage as well, "Little friend, don't say that I bully the small with the big, I can give you a chance."

"Ok?"

"Fighting against you, even if I win, I will be outnumbered. Why don't we come to an agreement?"

"What?" Xu Ning was a little impatient, this old man is really not an ordinary inkblot.

Zhao Wugang took advantage of the momentum, then stretched out his hand and said: "If you can pass twenty rounds from my hands, then you will win this contest, and I will let you go safely."

"However, if you fail to survive twenty rounds, then you have to follow the rules of the Martial Arts Festival, how to settle the matter."

Xu Ning also laughed after hearing this.

I thought this old man had a lot of rules.

Twenty rounds equals twenty moves. Is this old guy thinking of getting rid of himself within twenty moves?
Hey!
Xu Ning sighed inwardly, then bit his head and said, "Twenty rounds is too long, let's do ten!"

"Ok?"

Zhao Wugang raised his eyebrows, and laughed loudly, "Okay, okay, since you feel pressured, then ten rounds, let you little baby once."

As soon as Xu Ning finished speaking, the audience sighed.

what is this?
Got it?
Twenty rounds cut in half?
But it's no wonder, facing a grandmaster like Zhao Wugang, not everyone can survive ten rounds.

After all, the eighth-level boxing has always been known for its ruthlessness.

The atmosphere below suddenly became lively, and even Ah Shui sat on the ground with the support of others.

Broken shoulder, broken ribs.

I couldn't stand up anymore, so I had to wait for the ambulance.

Ah Shui reached out to touch the blood on the corner of his mouth, and looked at Xu Ning unwillingly.

Careless.

If I wasn't too confident, I wouldn't be as miserable as I am now.

Make this kid pay the price!

Seeing the reaction of everyone in the audience, Xu Ning gave a helpless wry smile, thinking that it was all about it.

I dropped from twenty rounds to ten rounds not because I was afraid of the opponent.

Instead, he only gave him ten rounds of chance.

(End of this chapter)