Chapter 26 (1/2)

Song Yan didn't know why Zhao Xiaoyu was angry. After thinking for a while, he still had no clue. He didn't want to think again. He went to the equipment area to add the weight to the most and began to do push ups. He even did a dozen, but he didn't sweat a bit.

”No energy.”

If it wasn't for Zhao Fengyang's attraction, he didn't want to come back to the martial arts school at all.

”Who is in charge here? Let's visit Longwei martial arts school. Come and welcome!”

A broken Gong like voice sounded, and everyone in the martial arts school looked at it curiously, and saw a tall bald youth with fierce eyes standing in front of the gate of the martial arts school. There was a long and narrow scar on his left face, just like a centipede crawling on his face, adding some ferocity to him.

At the same time, a middle-aged man wearing a black cloth shirt, combing his back and carrying his hands walked into the martial arts school with great bearing, followed by two young men with sufficient vitality.

”Look at this posture. They are going to kick the hall!” Song inkstone says in secret.

He Yong greeted him with a smile and said to the bald young man with a fist: ”I'm He Yong, manager of Zhao family boxing martial arts school. What do you call a friend?”

For He Yong's polite and bareheaded youth, he didn't appreciate it and said directly, ”what are you? Let Zhao Fengyang come out to meet my master. ”

He Yong's face sank abruptly and he stared at the bald youth coldly: ”which green onion are you to run to our Zhao family martial arts school to be wild?”

”Good scolding!”

The students in the martial arts school, seeing the good play, gathered together and stood behind He Yong.

”You're a bitch! Dare to scold your grandpa, watch the fight! ” The young man with bare head gave a big drink and hit He Yong with his fist.

”Good come!”

He Yong's eyes narrowed, his eyes glistened, striding forward, his arms folded, blocking the bareheaded young man's fist, and his right leg flew to the other side's calf.

”BAM bam!”

With a series of percussive sounds, the two men hit each other hard. The bareheaded youth groaned and stumbled back for several steps. He Yong stood still like a mountain. For a while, why did the martial arts school students applaud bravely? Some of them even made a speech to ridicule the bareheaded youth.

The bald youth's face was red, and he rushed to him again.

The middle-aged man with a big back said, ”ah Biao, you are not his opponent.”

”Yes, master.”

The baldheaded youth retreated honestly.

With a big back and a middle-aged step forward, he said with a smile: ”Xu zaishan, the leader of xialongwei martial arts school, is here today to ask Master Zhao for advice. I wonder if master Zhao can be there?”

One foot to me, one foot to you.

Xu zaishan was so polite. He Yong also asked: ”it's master Xu. I've heard from him for a long time. I'm afraid he will be disappointed.”

”Going out? I think I'm afraid of my master, so I dare not come out to meet people. ” A young man behind Xu zaishan said in a high voice, with some disdain and sarcasm on his face.

”What did you say? One more time. ” He Yong, with a heavy face, stared at the young man.

”I say Zhao Fengyang is a turtle with a shrunken head, and dare not fight!” The young man stared at He Yong defiantly.

”Brother Yongge, teach this boy who doesn't know the height of the earth!”

Shouted one of the students.

All those who come here to learn boxing are more or less famous for running to Zhao Fengyang. When they heard that boy insulting Zhao Fengyang, they were not very comfortable.

”Yes, teach him! So that this boy can know the strength of our Zhao family's boxing! ” There will be students immediately.

He Yong raised his hand and everyone stopped shouting.