The whole audience was as quiet as death at this moment.
Each of the dozens of students was stunned and speechless.
Even instructors such as Nalan Yanran looked in disbelief.
With a casual wave, the broom was so sensible. Such a method was already a bit like a master in a martial arts drama.
It can be said that you should be as handsome as you should be.
Those students are laymen, so they can only watch the excitement.
But these instructors are all experts, so you can see the tricks.
Many people can do it by throwing out a broom and watching it, but it is difficult to control it just like Ye Hao as accurate as he is.
I'm afraid even Li Dacheng, the former branch president of Longmen Wucheng Branch, may not be able to do it.
Ye Hao looked at Nalan Yanran with a faint expression and said with a smile: "Instructor Nalan, who else wants to say that I am here to secretly learn martial arts?"
"Boy, how did you speak?"
Nalan Yanran's face looked ugly, and she felt like she was slapped in the face.
But even at this point, she still spoke with a gloomy face.
"I tell you that martial arts and martial arts emphasize rigor, seriousness, cycling and decisive killing."
"Your skill looks great, but this kind of thing has become a performance and a so-called folk martial art."
"This is far from the word "martial arts"!"
"You can play monkey shows twice, what's so proud of?"
"Although the students taught by our National Art Hall do not know how to perform like you, they are all practical experts, not as scattered as you!"
At this time, Nalan Yanran still had a strong face, but many instructors looked at each other, obviously seeing her improper meaning.
Ye Hao smiled without comment, looked at Nalan Yanran with a playful look, and said, "I think people like you with self-cognitive impairment are not suitable to be instructors in places like Guoshu Hall."
Hearing Ye Hao's sarcastic words, Nalan Yanran felt ashamed and angry, and she shouted: "Bastard, when is it an outsider's turn to comment on me?"
"I tell you, get out of here now, our National Wushu Hall will not welcome you!"
Li Feiguang subconsciously said: "Instructor Nalan, you can't let Young Master Ye get out."
"Why can't I let him get out?"
Nalan Yanran's pretty face was gloomy.
"Not to mention a mere little follower, even if you, Li Feiguang, I will call Li Dacheng by phone, you have to get out of here!"
Obviously, being slapped in the face by Ye Hao one after another today was a challenge to Nalan Yanran.
So she decided to hit her face back no matter what.
"Instructor Nalan, you don't know anything."
"This is Mr. Ye, the new owner of Guoshu Hall!"
"From today, this place is his."
"No one has the right to let him get out."
Li Feiguang took a deep breath and slapped the face without any politeness.
"What!?"
Hearing this, everyone present was surprised, and no one expected it.
This young man who is as handsome as a martial arts drama when he makes a move, is actually the new owner of Guoshu Hall.
Nalan Yanran and other instructors changed their faces slightly when they heard this.
The instructors looked at each other and saw the dissatisfaction in each other's eyes.
Then it fell into Ye Hao's eyes, and there was a little more hostility.
"Here, I will officially introduce to you. This one is Ye Hao, the new owner of Guoshu Hall."
Li Feiguang put down the broom and enthusiastically introduced it to several instructors.
"Everyone please support Ye Shao's work in the future."