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- "Ling below, I can tell by looking at you that you are very skilled in martial arts. Please give me some advice!" The young man's words were gentle and elegant, as if he was a studious young man asking for advice.
But the big man standing opposite him looked pale at this time, as if he was on the execution ground.
When the young man finished saying these words, the big man suddenly raised his fist and smashed it down hard.
But the object he hit was not the gentle young man, but his other arm.
¡°Bang!¡±
With the sound of bones breaking, the big man's face instantly turned extremely pale, and beads of sweat the size of soybeans continued to fall from the big man's forehead.
"That's enough!" As the big man spoke, he looked towards the hundreds of big men sitting in the corridor not far away.
These big men all looked pale, and they all grabbed their right arms hard. From time to time, there are still people wailing! Several doctors who had suffered injuries were busy working there without touching the ground.
However, even if they continued to work continuously, there was no way they could keep up with the increase in the number of injured men. Therefore, most of the big men could only endure the moans at this time.
Fang Ling looked at the big man who had mutilated his arm and thought to himself that this guy was also a tough guy. Normally, Fang Ling might not have made things difficult for him again, but now, I can only blame you for his misfortune!
"Brother, you are so confident in yourself that you would like to give me your arm. I am so grateful for such true friendship." As he spoke, Fang Ling waved his fist and hit the big man's intact arm.
Another punch hit the big man on the arm. With this punch, the big man could no longer hold back and let out a shrill roar.
Amid this roar, everyone, whether it was the man who had injured his arm or the waiting disciples of the Tiger Martial Arts Hall, showed a look of fear. They looked at Fang Ling again, as if they were looking at a devil.
A devil that they cannot resist!
Fang Ling still had a faint smile on his face and said to Guan Wushang, who looked extremely ugly: "Master Guan, please give me some advice from your next disciple!"
Guan Wushang¡¯s face was darker than the bottom of the pot. His whole body couldn't help but tremble at this moment.
This young man said an hour ago that he wanted to master the three hundred disciples of Jin Hu Mighty Martial Arts Hall. He just thought that the young man just thought it sounded good. Now that you've been screwed, let a few disciples vent their anger.
But as time goes by, hundreds of disciples have been injured at the hands of this person. Moreover, these disciples all had the same injuries, their right arm was broken.
A hundred disciples, this is equivalent to a hundred slaps on Guan Wushang's face. And this slap was done in public.
He believed that starting from tomorrow, no, from now on, he would become the laughing stock of the entire Dingfang City regardless of whether he was injured or not.
Three hundred disciples, all had their right arms broken. This should be quite a joke in Dingfang City.
This kid is so cruel!
If possible, he would strangle this boy to death! No, chop him into pieces! If you don't crush him to ashes, how can you relieve the hatred in your heart!
Unfortunately, all he can do now is send his disciples up one by one.
It¡¯s impossible not to give it away!
Master Zhao Xian was sitting leisurely next to him. He had to do this for his own life.
"Old Shiba, go up and learn Master Fang's unique skills." After these words came out of his mouth, Guan Wushang saw his disciple Shiba, who had always been a tough guy, turned pale and almost fell down. on the ground.
¡°Bang!¡±
There was no resistance at all. The eighteenth disciple, who had reached the early stage of the third level of Qi training, had the bones of his right arm broken.
"One hundred and five"
"One hundred and six"
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"Two hundred and ninety-nine"
??????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? By This Time, There Are Already Full of People Standing Outside, Many People Counting the Number of People with Extreme Excitement.
Over the years, the Tiger Martial Arts Hall has dominated Dingfang City. Except for some big forces that they dare not offend, others have suffered from them. I don¡¯t know how many people clapped and applauded that they were being repaired one by one this time.
People watching the excitement have been crowding the street in front of the Huwei Martial Arts Hall since the fiftieth disciple¡¯s arm was broken, and now, the buildings around the entire Huwei Martial Arts Hall are already full of people.
At the beginning, when Fang Ling broke the arm of a disciple of Huwei Martial Arts Hall, these?There was a burst of cheers, but when the 200th person's arm was broken, there was silence all around.
Silence, only silence!
"Ah!" A shrill cry came from the mouth of the last disciple. Following the cry, the disciple slammed his head against a stone.
Although he is a master who has reached the second level of Qi training, how can his head be compared to a stone? The man hit his head on a stone, and fell to the ground with a bloody head.
The 300th person just fell down.
The disciples of the Huwei Martial Arts Hall had deep fear on their faces at this time. If they still had great hatred for this young man when the arms of the 20th and 30th senior fellow apprentices were broken, then now, they There is only one attitude towards this young man.
Fear, deep fear!
Many disciples don¡¯t even have the courage to take a look at this person now!
Fang Ling looked at the last disciple who fell to the ground, smiled lightly and said, "Master, I am grateful for your advice this time."
Looking at the young man who was still chatting and laughing, Guan Wushang's heart was constantly twitching. There was even a hint of fear in this twitching.
Although he felt that it would not be difficult for him to defeat this young man, but now, facing this young man, he did not have the slightest advantage in his heart.
It can even be said that what he wants most now is not revenge, but that from now on, he will never deal with this boy again.
And in his heart, he also felt a trace of resentment towards the task assigned by the Chen family.
"Master Fang, if there is nothing else, we will send him off not far away." Guan Wushang forced a smile on his face.
Fang Ling then clasped his fists and said to Master Zhao, "Thank you so much, Master Zhao, for giving me this opportunity to ask for advice."
Master Zhao Xian saw things from the beginning to the end. When Fang Ling injured more than a dozen disciples of the Huwei Martial Arts Hall, he thought the young man was young and a little foolish.
But now, this thought has been completely thrown away from his heart. This is a ruthless person who has no big interests, so it is best not to offend him.
He unconsciously raised his hands and said, "Master Fang, don't worry about these little things."
Fang Ling smiled, expressed his gratitude to Master Zhao Xian again, and walked out of the Huwei Martial Arts Hall. The onlookers, who had long been crowded around, unconsciously made way for a passage when they saw Fang Ling walking out.
Almost everyone showed fear when they looked at Fang Ling.
There are many young men of the same age as Fang Ling, but their eyes are full of reverence.
The Huwei Martial Arts Hall is rampant and domineering, and there are not even one thousand but five hundred young people in Dingfang City who are bullied by them. Although these teenagers dare not speak out in anger, they have various thoughts in their hearts.
It¡¯s just that they can only think about these ideas.
But now, a young man about the same age as them actually broke the right arms of all three hundred disciples of the Huwei Martial Arts Hall.
This kind of shock has given many people the idea that a man should be like this!
? ?That¡¯s how a man should be!
"Sister Ying, do you think I'm too harsh?" When he was about to reach his door, Fang Ling suddenly said softly to Hua Shuying.
Hua Shuying pondered for a moment: "Xiao Ling, I know there are no good people in Huwei Martial Arts Hall, but your methods"
Hua Shuying did not say anything about the method, but Fang Ling could imagine it. He said in a deep voice: "Sister Ying, for some evil people, you will only have to appear more evil than them, and they will have no scruples when they provoke you again!"
"Good people will always be bullied!"
Although Hua Shuying felt that Fang Ling's words were a bit extreme, she vaguely felt that they made sense.
Just when she didn't know what to say, a man suddenly knelt down in front of Fang Ling and said loudly: "Master Fang, I will never forget what happened today!"
"Get up, I'm not doing this for you!" Fang Ling looked at the thin monkey kneeling on the ground and said calmly.
"I know I'm not worthy of letting Young Master Fang do this to me, but in my heart, Shou Hou is equally grateful to Young Master Fang." Shou Hou said this, and then said: "Young Master Fang, I heard that there is a lack of cleaning staff in the house. Servant. Although I am a bit stupid, I can still run errands. Please take me under your wing, Mr. Fang."
Fang Ling looked at the thin monkey who looked like he was begging for help, and then glanced at the empty door, thinking that his Fang family was getting bigger and bigger, and there were only a fewIf someone is left to handle things, just cleaning can tire Sister Ying.
Although this thin monkey is not very skilled, he is quite clever. As long as he is trained carefully, he can definitely become a good helper.
"Get up, my Fang family doesn't accept kowtow bugs as servants."
Fang Ling's faint words made Shouhou feel happy. He jumped up from the ground and said, "Thank you, Master."
Fang Ling nodded and walked directly into the gate of Fang Mansion without saying anything more. Although he failed to achieve his purpose of buying medicine this time, what happened today made him feel comfortable all over.
This time, in addition to relying on his own strength, he relied more on the power of Master Zhao Xian.
One day, I want to be like Master Zhao Xian, no, I should be like Brother Lin, who suppressed the whole city and dared not say a word.
As soon as this idea came up, Fang Ling felt extremely excited in his heart. He said hello to Hua Shuying and walked into his room.
There are still many masters among the 300 disciples of the Huwei Martial Arts Hall. Although some of them barely made any moves, after sparring with more than 300 people, Fang Ling felt that a lot of understanding had arisen in his heart.
And the more this time comes, the more you need to practice hard.
After all, strength is the most important thing!
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