Chapter 401: Infinite Hope

The leader was a man in his early thirties, with green stubble, slightly gloomy eyes, long hands and feet, tall and strong, followed by several apprentices of the gym, this person was the coach of the 'Convergence Daoguan', Mao Xiaolang.

Originally a native of Longguo, he came back from studying in Japan in his early years, but he came back and changed his name to Mao Xiaolang, rented a floor in Wanda Shopping Mall, opened a martial arts hall, and made a big name in Qingzhou in just five years, and even the Fire Tiger Gang was unwilling to provoke them.

Mao Xiaolang's eyes were gloomy, he swept over Zhuo Yu and Zhuo Ling, and frowned: "You two are practicing this kind of garbage kung fu here?"

"Mao Xiaolang, what's the matter with you, our Zhuo family doesn't welcome you in. Zhuo Yu said loudly.

In the past, Zhuo Yu and Zhuo Ling were sent by their parents to the 'Gathering Dao Hall' to learn martial arts, and contributed 100,000 oceans to the martial arts hall every month, but Mao Xiaolang was cunning and only knew how to collect money, but did not give them real kung fu, and Zhuo Yu had long been very annoyed with him.

Seeing the second cousin come back this time, he showed his immortal-like means, and naturally he was reluctant to go to the 'Gathering Dao Hall' to learn martial arts, which made Mao Xiaolang very unhappy.

Mao Xiaolang said with a smile: "Your Zhuo family is a big family in Qingzhou, I naturally can't afford to offend, but I, Mao Xiaolang, am not a coward who is bullied, you keep saying that you have found a new master, who is better than me, I want to see who can poach my students from my hands." ”

Zhuo Bufan frowned slightly, this is obviously a native of the Dragon Kingdom, but he is a person from Fusang, wearing hardboard clogs, walking with a loud sound, standing with his feet very open, holding his hands in his arms, and having two beards, his eyes are narrow, which makes people feel very uncomfortable.

"Just because you are also worthy of our second brother's shot, if you don't get out, my second brother will hit your fart and urine. Zhuo Yu snorted.

Mao Xiaolang's eyes fell on Zhuo Bufan's body, he was the only one standing at the front, naturally the second brother in Zhuo Yu's mouth, looking at the age of only seventeen or eighteen years old, such a small point is also worthy of teaching others martial arts?

"You're their second brother, and if you can beat me, I'll leave. Mao Xiaolang raised his chin, revealing a rebellious look.

Zhuo Bufan shook his head, "You don't deserve to fight with me, Zhuo Yu, you come out." ”

"What, you guy......" Mao Xiaolang was deeply influenced by some anime and film and television, with an exaggerated expression, like an angry actor in a Korean drama.

The other disciples of the Gathering Dao Pavilion also glared angrily, and no one had ever dared to say such a thing to the hall master.

Zhuo Yu stood up and swayed, "Brother Xiaofan." ”

"You fight him, with the punches I gave you. Zhuo Bufan said lightly.

"Shall I fight him?" Zhuo Yu's eyes widened in disbelief.

He has only been learning with Zhuo Bufan for less than a month, but he has seen it with his own eyes in the Gathering Gym, several gangsters came to trouble Mao Xiaolang, but he was beaten down by Mao Xiaolang alone, and lay in the hospital for half a month, his half-baked kung fu is not Mao Xiaolang's opponent at all.

"You don't want him to die, do you?" Mao Xiaolang looked at Zhuo Yu and suddenly laughed.

Zhuo Yu clenched his fists hard, gritted his steel teeth, and said calmly: "Okay, just fight, I, Zhuo Yu, will not be afraid of you." ”

"Little ghost, since you want to find death, then I will fulfill you, hehe. Mao Xiaolang rubbed his palms, and the corners of his mouth outlined a playful sneer.

At this time, on the other side of the estate.

"Ah Luo, do you think the martial arts that Xiao Fan taught them are really effective?" Zhuo Shixian put his hands behind his back and looked at this place with a slight frown.

Zhuo Luo smiled slightly: "Dad, I believe Xiao Fan, if he is here, it is a sure thing for our Zhuo family to enter the fourth-level family." ”

"Hmm. Zhuo Shixian sighed softly, it was his lifelong wish to push the Zhuo family into the fourth-level family, he originally thought that he would not be able to see it in this life, but he did not expect Zhuo Bufan to be born, which completely changed the fate of the Zhuo family.

"It's just that I used to ...... him," Zhuo Shixian sighed heavily.

Zhuo Luo comforted: "Dad, Xiaofan won't blame you. ”

At this end, Mao Xiaolang was rubbing his hands, and suddenly a straight hook punch came directly to his face with a strong wind, there was no fancy, pure power and speed burst out.

Zhuo Yu didn't expect Mao Xiaolang to be so despicable, he started first without saying a word, scolded in his heart, and narrowly avoided it, but his face was wiped by his fist, and it hurt so much that he stumbled and retreated backwards to open up the distance.

"Despicable, you're an instructor and you're sneaking up on me. Zhuo Yu said angrily.

Mao Xiaolang said with a smile: "Little ghost, there is only winning or losing in battle, there is no meanness." ”

After that, Mao Xiaolang fought with his long hands and feet, Zhuo Yu defended in embarrassment, and was beaten and retreated, it was obvious that Mao Xiaolang didn't use all his strength at all, as if he was playing with a mouse cat.

The junior of the Zhuo family looked angry, clenched his fists, and gritted his teeth fiercely.

"Come on, Xiao Yu! ”

"Beat him, Xiao Yu. ”

Zhuo Bufan shook his head and said: "Qi is born from the heart, hovering with the dantian, filling the limbs, feeling your qi." ”

"What kind of garbage thing, these martial arts of the Dragon Kingdom are all fake, only strength, speed, and perfect skills to exert the maximum power are the king. Mao Xiaolang snorted disdainfully, pulled back with a long punch, and immediately smashed Zhuo Yu with an afterimage.

Zhuo Yu gritted his teeth, and at the last moment, he suddenly felt the hot qi in his body gather in the dantian, like a hydrogen balloon exploding, the hot air filled his arm, and at the same time, a punch swung out.

The two fists collided together, and everyone was terrified.

In a visible state, Mao Xiaolang's arm broke inch by inch like a tarot card, surging under the skin, until the position of the hand did not stop, and then an arm fell softly and stuck to his waist.

Mao Xiaolang's face turned pale in pain, and he let out a miserable scream, and the whole person fainted in pain.

"I ...... Am I so powerful?" Zhuo Yu opened his mouth slightly, looking at his fist, his eyes full of disbelief and faint excitement.

The rest of the juniors of the Zhuo family were also enthusiastic, they knew that Zhuo Bufan did not lie to them, and in the future, they would all become peerless powerhouses, overwhelm one side, and become the existence of princes and kings.

Originally, during this month's time, Zhuo Bufan let them meditate and practice every day, occasionally playing a few sets of boxing techniques, as boring as the military physical boxing of military training, everyone had seen Zhuo Bufan's extraordinary means, and they didn't dare to say it, and they had already criticized it in their hearts.

Only now do they know how strong they have improved in a month.

Just a martial artist of Mao Xiaolang's level can make the Fire Tiger Gang buy his face, if they cultivate to the realm of Zhuo Bu and suppress one place, infinite scenery.

"Mao ...... Mao Instructor. "The disciples of the Daoist Hall fell into a state of stiff thinking, and Mao Xiaolang, who was powerful in their eyes, was actually knocked down by Zhuo Yu with a punch, what the hell happened here.

Not far away, Zhuo Shixian and Zhuo Luo looked at Zhuo Bufan with a hint of relief, apology, gratitude, and more hope!