Hearing the words of those martial arts masters, Zhao Sanshi sneered, stepped forward and stared at Ye Hao and said: "My surname is Ye, the evidence that you are a charlatan is already conclusive!"
"What else do you have to say!?"
A bunch of idiots!
Ye Hao waved his hand and stopped Li Feiguang who was about to speak. Instead, he looked at the old men and said calmly: "Deacons, please take a closer look. Don't just read the few words I wrote and then make up my mind."
teaching manual to jump to conclusions.”
"Stop trying to quibble!"
"You still jump to conclusions!?"
A deacon named Li put his hands behind his back and spoke with a look of aloofness.
"I have been practicing martial arts for many years. I can tell what level of martial arts secrets and teaching manuals they are just by looking at them!"
"This teaching manual of yours is all ordinary stuff. It can be said that it is all imported from China!"
"If you open an ordinary martial arts gym that teaches people to keep fit, I won't say anything about you. I'll consider you qualified!"
"But in the name of being a true scholar, you charge 100,000 in tuition fees, but you teach something that is not worthy of recognition!"
"Damn it! Extremely abominable!"
The other deacons also looked in agreement at this moment.
The students present were completely silent. Everyone looked at Ye Hao, hesitating to speak, their eyes filled with hesitation.
When Zhao Sanshi saw this scene, he couldn't help but sneer and said: "Young man named Ye, the matter is over, please plead guilty!"
"As long as you can confess, I can report it to the top of the Wumeng League and save you a few days in jail!"
"If you are still talking nonsense at this time and going to Europe to resist, then don't blame me for being rude!"
"I'll count down to three. If you don't plead guilty, I will..."
"A bunch of idiots!"
Before Zhao Sanshi could finish speaking, Ye Hao had already coldly interrupted, and then looked at those so-called martial arts masters with disdain.
"Although I know that you have all been invited by Zhao Sanshi to be gunmen, I would like to trouble you to look at things more carefully and seriously!"
"If you want to criticize me, use some good excuse!"
Ye Hao slowly walked up to Zhao Sanshi, Deacon Li and others, slowly picked up a teaching manual, and turned to the middle page.
Ye Hao threw the page at Deacon Li's face and said coldly: "Open your dog eyes and see clearly!"
"Behind the basic teaching, there are the basic methods of regulating inner breath!"
"Then there's the internal boxing."
"Although this is the foundation among the foundations, everyone who practices martial arts has mastered it to some extent!"
"But this thing, in any martial arts holy place, sect or martial arts family, if you don't do odd jobs for three to five years, can you, an outsider, learn this essence?"
"I compiled these at the end just to allow students to exercise their bodies through basic skills first, and then start regulating their inner breath after they get used to it!"
"To put it simply, the treatment I receive for martial arts students here is the same as the treatment for disciples from the inner sect of the Holy Land of Martial Arts!"
"Whether it is true or not, you will know after taking a look!"
Internal breath regulation?
Internal boxing?
Hearing this, everyone was shocked!
Everyone couldn't believe it because they had never heard of accepting students to teach these things directly.
When Deacon Li and others heard this, their expressions changed, and then they quickly flipped through the teaching manuals in their hands. This time, they no longer looked at each line at a glance, but looked at it very seriously.
Not long after, these martial arts students looked at each other, each of them looking embarrassed...