Hearing those martial arts masters' words, Zhao Sanshi sneered, stepped forward and stared at Ye Hao and said, "The fact that you are a liar in the martial arts world is already conclusive!"

"What else do you have to say!?"

A group of stupid comparisons!

Ye Hao waved his hand and stopped Li Feiguang who was about to speak. Instead, he looked at the old men and said lightly: "A few deacons, please take a closer look. Don't just see the words at the beginning of me and draw a conclusion on the teaching manual I compiled."

"Don't try to argue!"

"Are you going to draw conclusions!?"

A deacon named Li spoke with his hands on his back and said with a arrogant look on his face.

"I have been practicing martial arts for many years. What kind of martial arts secrets and teaching manuals are there? I can know what level of goods you can do with just a glance!"

"Your teaching manual is all ordinary things, and it can be said that they are all mainland goods!"

"If you open an ordinary martial arts school that brings people to strengthen your body, I won't say anything about you, you are qualified!"

"But you are the name of real talent and learning, and you charge 100,000 yuan per person, but you teach such things that cannot be promoted!"

"Damn it! It's extremely abominable!"

The other deacons were also echoing in agreement at this moment.

The students present were completely silent. Everyone looked at Ye Hao, wanting to speak but stopping, his eyes full of hesitation.

When Zhao Sanshi saw this scene, he couldn't help but sneer: "The person surnamed Ye, he has come to this point, so he will admit his guilt!"

"As long as you can confess, I can report to the senior management of the Wu League and let you go to jail for a few days less!"

"If you still talk nonsense at this time and go to Europe to fight stubbornly, then don't blame me for being rude!"

"I count down three. If you don't plead guilty, I will..."

"A bunch of stupid contests!"

Before Zhao Sanshi could finish his words, Ye Hao had already interrupted coldly, and then looked at the so-called martial arts masters with disdain.

"Although I know that you were all invited by Zhao Sanshi to be a gun envoy, I would like to ask you to take a closer look and take a closer look when you look at things!"

"If you want to attack me, use some good excuses!"

Ye Hao slowly walked to Zhao Sanshi, Deacon Li and others, slowly picked up a teaching manual, and turned to the page in the middle.

Ye Hao threw the pages of the book on Deacon Li's face and said coldly: "Let your dog's eyes open and see clearly!"

"After the basic teaching, there is the basic method of regulating internal interest!"

"Then it's internal martial arts."

"Although this is the foundation of the foundation, all those who practice martial arts master some of them!"

"But this thing, in any martial arts holy land, sects and martial arts families, you have not been doing odd jobs for three or five years. Can you, an outsider, learn this essence?"

"I compiled these in the back just to let students exercise their bodies through basic skills first, and then start to regulate their internal breath after getting used to it!"

"Simply put, the treatment I have for martial arts here is the treatment of the children of the inner sects of the martial arts holy land!"

"Is it true? You will know just by looking at it!"

Internal interest conditioning?

Internal boxing?

Everyone was shocked when they heard this!

Everyone couldn't believe it because they had never heard of it. They were invited to teach these things directly by students.

When Deacon Li and others heard this, their faces changed. Then they quickly looked through the teaching manual in their hands. This time, they no longer looked at the ten lines at a glance, but were very serious.

Not long after, everyone looked at each other, and each looked embarrassed...


Chapter completed!