The atmosphere in the training hall briefly relaxed and was no longer so depressing, but the guys who had been injured by Zhou Yi and Chen Hu were still rolling on the ground, screaming, looking miserable and embarrassed.【】
"What a bunch of useless goods."
Clay couldn't help but cursed when he saw how helpless his junior brothers were. However, he himself was also shocked by Zhou Yi and Chen Hu. He had no choice but to wait for Barty to arrive.
Shangwu Martial Arts School looks very modern, with a nice environment inside. The Sandong Training Building is a typical American architectural style.
There are trees and turf everywhere in the martial arts gym. Behind the three buildings of the martial arts gym, there is a small building. The architectural style of this small building is very simple, just like the ancient Suzhou and Hangzhou buildings.
There is a small walled courtyard outside this small building, and the house is made of blue bricks and tiles, which looks very unique and has a classic atmosphere.
Li Yan, the director of the Shangwu Martial Arts School, lived here. This money-worshiping Chinese master came to the United States and relied on his superb martial arts to make friends with many powerful people. Therefore, he received funding from these powerful people and opened this restaurant.
Shangwu martial arts school, now the business of the martial arts school is booming, and he has become a rich man.
Barty's fifth apprentice is named Gracie. After leaving the training building, this guy went straight to the place where his ancestor Li Yan lived, like a bereaved dog.
Gracie arrived in front of the small building where Li Yan lived, hesitated for a moment, and immediately knocked on the closed wooden door in front of the yard. The arm of his other hand was drooped, which looked very strange.
"It's Gracie, right? This is the place where Master practiced. Why are you here? Don't you understand any rules?"
As soon as Gracie, a tall white man with yellow teeth, knocked on the door, an angry voice came from the yard.
Gracie, a tall white man, heard the angry old voice coming from the yard and immediately stopped knocking on the door because he heard it was the voice of his master, Master Li Yan.
This small building, this small courtyard, is a place where no one can enter the Shangwu Martial Arts Hall. Apart from the owner of the hall, Master Li Yan, only Badi can go in three times a month and learn Kung Fu from Master Li Yan for three days.
There is no chance for people to enter this small courtyard. Of course, if there are any dignitaries from the martial arts school, they will be received in this small building. Because Master Li Yan has the name of a master, but he is actually a master. The people he receives
They are all powerful or wealthy people.
"Master, it's me. My disciple wants to disturb Master's Qingxiu. I have something urgent to report."
When Gracie heard the angry voice of his master Li Yan, his heart beat wildly, but he still had the courage to say that since he was already here, there was absolutely no reason to run back without saying a word.
"Gracie, get out of here right now. Master, you can come in here. If you have anything to do, you can just talk to me. You can also talk to your senior brothers. Why are you bothering Master?"
Have you lost your mind?"
As soon as Gracie finished saying this, a rough voice sounded in the yard. Gracie, who was tall and had yellow teeth, recognized that it was the voice of his master Barty, so he trembled immediately.
In normal times, Gracie would have run away immediately after being scolded by his master and master, but today he did not leave. He stood outside the wooden door of the courtyard of the small building and said calmly: "Master, master, disciple.
I really have something urgent to report to you, so I came boldly."
Senior brother Clay asked Gracie to report the news. Gracie naturally did not dare to go back like this. Besides, Zhou Yi and Chen Hu were playing in the gym now, and his arm was also broken, so he made up his mind and continued, he just wanted his master to
Bati and his master Li Yan avenged him, and he could no longer care about other things.
"You kid are looking for death today. I am learning a set of boxing skills from my master, but you interrupted me. Do you know how precious my master's time is? I told you to go away and you are still chattering here. From now on
, you are no longer a disciple of our Shangwu Martial Arts School, get out."
There was another violent voice in the yard, obviously it was said by Batty, and Batty should be in a state of rage at this time, because he only has three opportunities a month to enter the small building of his master Li Yan and ask Li Yan
He wanted to learn martial arts, so these three days were precious, but now he was interrupted by the ungrateful Gracie. Of course, Barty was furious and wanted to drive Gracie out of the door.
"Master, there is someone kicking the gym now. It was the senior brother who asked me to come and invite the master. Seven or eight junior brothers and I were injured by others, so I boldly came to see the master and the master. If the disciple has any offense,
Please forgive me, Master and Grandmaster."
When Gracie heard that his master was going to kick him out of the martial arts school, he felt anxious and knelt down outside the small building with a plop.
"Is there someone kicking the gym? How many people came?"
Batty in the yard asked immediately.
"Back to the master, they came with two people, both masters. They were on the second floor of the No. 1 training building. They asked the master to come over. They also called the master by his first name, saying that the master was not a master, but a scum."
Gracie immediately replied: "My hands have been broken, and the hands and feet of seven or eight other junior brothers have been broken. Now the senior brother, second senior brother and third senior brother have arrived there."
"I thought there were a lot of people coming to make trouble, but two people dared to come to our Shangwu martial arts gym to cause trouble, and even called my master by his first name. I really don't know how high the earth is! Couldn't Clay and the others be able to deal with these two gymnasts?
"
Barty in the yard shouted after hearing Gracie's words, obviously angry, because Gracie heard his master's furious voice outside the yard. In addition, he also heard a slight snort from his master Li Yan. Obviously
Master Li Yan was also angered by the phrase 'not a master, but a scum'.
"Elder brother and the others didn't fight with those two kickers. They just asked me to call them master."
Gracie was still kneeling on the ground and answered with fear and fear, not daring to tell any lies.
"What's going on with these three guys? They didn't take action even though their junior brother was being bullied. It's great that you came to report. Then you don't have to kneel down. Get up and meet them in person. Are they smart?
"
Then Batty's voice came out again from the courtyard.
"Thank you, master."
Gracie, a tall white man, stood up with a happy face. He thought that as long as his master Batty took action, the revenge for his arm being broken by Zhou Yi and Chen Hu today would be avenged.
"Klei, the three kids didn't take action, but they asked Gracie to call you. This is a bit strange. Master, let me go with you." Then another voice sounded in the yard, and it turned out to be Master Li Yan talking with him.
Barty is talking.
"Master, are you going to leave the seclusion as well?"
Hearing Master Li Yan say this, not only Gracie, the white man, was secretly excited and happy, but also Barty was happy, with an excited tone. Li Yan rarely manages things in the martial arts gym, and daily things are all done by Barty.
Buddy was in charge, and he suddenly suggested that Buddy should come with him, which was enough to show the importance he attached to today's matter.
"I haven't gone out for a few months. Since some people say that I am not a master and am a scum, then I will go out. Who dares to say such things? I can teach them a lesson. Young people today are so shameless."
Master Li Yan's words rang out in the courtyard, and everyone could hear the anger in his words.
Immediately, the wooden door of the small building and courtyard opened with a bang, and an old man in his fifties and a strong man about thirty years old came out. As soon as these two people came out, the tall Gracie quickly stood by the door, looking very majestic.
Don't dare to come out.
The strong man is full of muscles and is at least 1.85 meters tall. In this early spring weather, he is only wearing a short bra, revealing the strong muscles of his arms. His whole body is domineering, giving people a sense of coercion.
It feels like Gracie is nearly 1.9 meters tall, taller than a strong man, but not as powerful as this strong man. When he stands in front of a strong man, he actually makes people feel that he is shorter than the strong man.
.
The old man was in good spirits and of average height, about 1.73 meters tall. In terms of appearance, he was a bit thin and looking good. However, his hair was all gray, but in this way, he matched the white dress he was wearing.
His practice uniform looks a bit like a master's.
The two people who came out were naturally Buddy and his master, Master Li Yan. However, this Li Yan was only called a master by Americans. In the hearts of those Chinese who are familiar with his background, this old guy is a money-worshiping scum. He has
He has good kung fu, but when it comes to choosing his disciples,
If you don't have good character, as long as the teaching fee is paid, you will be allowed to enter the Shangwu Martial Arts School to learn martial arts. If any of the disciples in these martial arts schools pays more, he will also teach some unique skills. Therefore, many Americans come to the Shangwu Martial Arts School to learn martial arts with heavy sums of money.
, and Li Yan himself also made a lot of money.
"Gracie, your hand was broken? What kind of martial arts did your opponent use?"
Li Yan walked out of the courtyard of his small building, glanced at his disciple Gracie who was standing obediently at the door of the courtyard, and then said slowly that what he cared about was not his disciple's arms, but the skills used by the people who came to kick the gym.
"Master, disciple Neng, the opponent didn't make any moves. I punched him, and after a while of force, his arm broke, and it became what it is now."
Gracie, a tall white man, replied that he did not know that his arm was only dislocated by Zhou Yizhen and was not broken.
"The opponent made you like this without even using any moves. He is a master of internal boxing. Only a master of internal boxing can do this."
The old man Li Yan thought thoughtfully, said slowly, and then said to Gracie: "Give me your hand."
When Gracie heard this, she raised her drooping hand and put it into Li Yan's hand.