"What one-night stand? Are you having a problem with your brain?"
Ye Feng wanted to give Wang Bin a backhand.
Wang Bin said in embarrassment: "Brother Feng, it's time. What else do you have to hide? It happens if it happens. The problem is that now the junior sister knows it, we are afraid that she will not be able to stand the blow."
"That's right, Master just passed away, and the junior sister is more and more dependent on you. Everyone sees it and must like you. But now it's all Wang Bin's fault for letting go of this before."
Zhang Qilong also said.
"You two have any difficult problems."
"I was on the riverside beach with Kang Yuner last night."
Ye Feng explained.
"Damn it! So fierce? On the river beach...that's the one?"
Wang Bin looked surprised.
Zhang Qilong also quietly gave a thumbs up, "Awesome! I didn't expect Miss Jiang to be so relaxed..."
"Let you go!"
Ye Feng kicked one by one and put it on the butts of two people.
Then he said, "Let me know. Miss Jiang and I just sat by the river all night last night."
"My God!! Have you done it all night?? Didn't stop?"
Wang Bin's eyes suddenly widened.
"You can be a night... Brother Feng is really a god!"
Zhang Qilong also showed a shocked expression.
He has heard of Lang seven times a night.
But now it seems that it is drizzling in front of Brother Feng!
"I'm too lazy to talk nonsense to you two. What are you thinking in your mind for a day? Nothing happened to us!"
Ye Feng continued to ask after training: "What's going on with Ling Shuang now?"
Wang Bin buried his head: "She didn't say anything, just ask me not to cover it up for you, that's it."
"Look at you causing good things!"
"Go and practice the movements I taught before, each person will be allowed to eat or sleep if you can't finish practicing!!"
Ye Feng said coldly.
Then he turned around and went out, picked up the phone, and wanted to call Chu Lingshuang.
But there was no time to dial.
The phone rang.
It was Cao Xinghong who called him.
"Hey, the young master of the sect, I just got the news. Li Zongzheng has taken the opportunity to return. He is currently in Jinzhou and I guess he will arrive in Jiangcheng in the afternoon."
"He's the only one?"
"Yes, his son has not come back and is still in Jinling."
"Okay, I get it."
After Ye Feng said that, he put down the phone.
Wang Bin ran over.
"Brother Feng, Brother Feng!"
"I'm calling the soul! Didn't you just ask you to practice it a thousand times? How dare you be lazy?"
"No, Brother Feng, listen to me. Jiangcheng Martial Arts Association has just released the results. The martial arts competition in our competition area will start today and the competition will start in two days."
Wang Bin said, and took the notice in front of Ye Feng.
Ye Feng took a look, then nodded and said, "Then you plan a list. The brothers and brothers who want to sign up for the competition in the martial arts center will all sign up."
"Well, I think so too."
Wang Bin nodded and continued, "Then I will be busy with registration first, that thousand times...just..."
Wang Bin was hesitant, but in his words, he just wanted to take the opportunity to let this matter go.
Ye Feng frowned and said in a deep voice: "It's okay, you'll be doing your business first. After you're done, let's continue!"
"Woooooooooooooo...inhuman!!"
Wang Bin wanted to cry without tears.
Ye Feng taught a set of "The Four-character Techniques of Dragon Fist" created by Dragon Soul.
It is created by integrating the Ye family boxing and the Chu family leg technique, and the essence that Ye Feng himself has understood.
According to Ye Feng.
When sharpening the knife at zero, it will be light even if it is not fast.
But this set of kung fu is quite difficult.
During this period, everyone has practiced and has lost several layers of skin all over their bodies.
But the harvest is equally huge.
...
After Wang Bin's interruption,
Ye Feng did not call Chu Lingshuang immediately.
Everyone had a meeting in the afternoon.
Register all the brothers who are willing to sign up for the competition.
"Now, forget it, among the people who signed up, there are Brother Feng, Zhang Qilong, and I... a total of twelve people participated."
"I'll hand it over immediately."
Wang Bin read everyone's names.
"Okay, since our Chu Family Martial Arts Hall has signed up this time, I hope everyone will work together to achieve a good ranking."
"For the next period of time, the twelve registered people will no longer be responsible for martial arts teaching, and other brothers will take the lead."
Ye Feng said.
"yes!"
"yes!"
“…”
Most of the other brothers who did not register have only been in the martial arts hall for a year or two, and their martial arts attainments are very low.
Although the martial arts competition is about to end,
But after all, it is a regular competition between the Martial Arts Association and its strength is too weak, so there is no need to take these risks.
Soon Wang Bin and Ye Feng went to the Wushu Association in person and handed over the registration form.
On the way, I happened to meet some people from the local martial arts halls in Jiangcheng, including Wu Maorong.
"Xiao Feng, you have twelve people registered for your martial arts school this time??"
"So many?"
Wu Maorong was surprised when he looked at the number of people on the registration form.
Ye Feng smiled: "Everyone wants to try it. No matter what the result is, it is a good thing to have this experience."
Wu Maorong nodded: "That's right, it's a good thing to experience more when you are young. Old Chu is gone, and now you have to bear more burdens."
"Master Wu, are there few people in your martial arts school this time?"
Wang Bin asked from the side.
"Hahaha, I'm not afraid of you making jokes when I say it. I discussed it for a long time, and in the end I only had two."
"If you encounter a competition, you have to stop and click until you finish."
Wu Maorong felt a little ashamed and said mockingly.
Under the suppression of Li Zongzheng and Tianwushe.
Today, the local martial arts hall in Jiangcheng has declined much more than before.
That is, the Chu Family Martial Arts Hall, which has a profound foundation and can maintain popularity by resisting the suppression of Li Zongzheng and others.
Old local martial arts halls like Wu Maorong's Wu Family Boxing Pavilion can only be barely maintained.
"Master Wu is polite. Everyone is a colleague in Jiangcheng's martial arts world, with friendship first and competition second."
Ye Feng is very clear about Wu Maorong's current situation.
When he was a child, he often heard words praising the Wu family's boxing skills from his father.
In the eyes of his father Ye Huaiyuan.
No one is strong or weak in Kung Fu. Every kung Fu that can be passed down by has its own strengths and essence worth learning.
Throughout history.
The most prosperous period of martial arts world must be an era of controversy among hundreds of schools of thought.
Instead of a certain faction and a system, dominate the world.
Therefore, the idea of unifying the martial arts world in Jiangcheng and abolishing other large and small martial arts halls like Li Zongzheng and Tianwushe is completely wrong.
Of course, it is not ruled out that the other party has any bad intentions.
"What are you doing!"
"Is it still unreasonable?"
Suddenly, a riot came from the crowd outside the gate of the Martial Arts Association.
Ye Feng and Wu Maorong looked back.
Among the crowd, a man with an unusually stout figure was about two meters away, carrying a giant weapon wrapped in gray cloth in his hand, and walked from the outside to the inside like a bulldozer.