I Taught Martial Dao In The City, With Thirty Million Disciples!

The emotions of netizens are getting more and more excited. The live broadcast room is online, and it has reached 25 million at ten o'clock in the morning, and it has been slowly increasing at this moment.

Cold country, the video site that broadcasts, has 200,000 online.

It's just that there are always very few barrages, which once made people think that this online data is fake.

Not many people even talk about this on the Internet. Obviously, Han Guo netizens are pretending to be dead.

This is not a glorious thing for them.

on site.

Some people came one after another in the afternoon, not as many as in the morning.

Among them are Bureau Zhao and Department Zhang.

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"Come up!"

Liu Yuanji walked into the arena, shouted loudly, and swept away the sleepy bugs from everyone at noon, and the whole person suddenly woke up.

One person came out of the crowd, still practicing Taekwondo, named Wu Fan.

The two stood face to face, Zhang Yun said "start", and Liu Yuanji took the initiative.

Stepping out one step, the figure is agile.

Wu Fan knew that he was not his opponent, and he never thought about winning him.

All he has to do is entangle him!

Hold him for a minute, that's 50,000 yuan!

time is money!

Anyway, there are no restrictions, no rules, you can play whatever you want.

So, seeing Liu Yuanji approaching erratically, Wu Fan bent down, kicked the ground, and directly hugged his legs.

Liu Yuanji raised his brows, obviously not expecting that this guy would not go the way of taekwondo, and changed his direction.

He sneered, and You Long stepped a little under his feet, his figure was like a shadow, and he flashed past, making Wu Fan flutter in the air.

Wu Fan was stunned for a moment, wondering where Liu Yuanji went.

The next second, he immediately felt a gust of wind blowing from the back of his heart.

"Bang!"

Liu Yuanji went around behind him, pressing his chest firmly against the ground.

Wu Fan struggled hard, but his body couldn't move.

He finally understood why those people were trampled on the ground by him and immediately conceded defeat.

It's not that it's cowardly, it's that this kick is really powerful, like a mountain, giving them the illusion that they may crush themselves at any time.

In this case, the fear in their hearts is instantly released, and they dare not think about anything except admit defeat.

"I surrender!"

He had no choice but to admit defeat. He doubted that if he slowed down for a few seconds, Liu Yuanji would be able to break his back with one foot.

I can't beat others in the first place, so I shouldn't be so desperate.

Money is important, but if life is gone, what kind of money do you need?

Liu Yuanji stopped his feet, waited for him to get up and walked away, arrogantly said: "Next!"

The showdown lasted until four o'clock in the afternoon.

Liu Yuanji consciously controlled the rhythm. There were six games in the afternoon, all of which were taekwondo anchors.

What surprised him was that these taekwondo anchors were no longer kicking their legs like those in the morning.

Instead, he jumped up and wanted to hug him.

Liu Yuanji saw through his purpose at a glance.

This is trying to entangle myself at close range.

Unfortunately, the difference in physical fitness between the two sides is too great.

Before he got close, he was dodged by Liu Yuanji, either fell to the ground with Bagua Palm, or flew with one kick.

Even if the opponent changed the delaying tactics, it still failed to substantively change the outcome.

After the last game today, Liu Yuanji was a little bored.

If I knew this was such a weak chicken, fuck it.

Isn't this bullying a three-year-old child?

Everyone watching the game, from the very beginning, can now watch it or not.

It is only worth seeing if the power is evenly matched.

Many people yawned when they saw it.

Fortunately, Liu Yuanji's basic skills are really solid. Even if he defeats the enemy with one move, he can still see the style of Chuanwu.

Elegant and unrestrained, smart and natural.

"Liu Yuanji wins."

Zhang Yun stepped up and shouted loudly.

"Win again, boring."

"It's really boring, it's just bullying children."

"The strength gap is too big to fight."

(bjfi) "If these kung fu anchors knew that Big Brother is so strong, they probably wouldn't dare to take on the book."

"Don't blame them, after all, the senior brother has only practiced for a month."

"It can only be said that Master Lu taught well."

Netizens were also quite bored, and when they saw the back, they all hoped that the other party could come up with a slightly better fight.

Anyway, let's have a few more tricks, don't always be second by one trick.

The two leaders were very addicted to watching it, and they watched it live for the first time.

Although it was a one-sided crush, Liu Yuanji's moves were neat and tidy, with no extra moves.

Although they didn't fight each other like a boxing match, Liu Yuanji made a dull sound when he slapped each other with each palm, so that they could clearly feel the strength contained in it.

Liu Yuanji walked down, and Lu Yuan glanced at the live broadcast room: "Continue tomorrow."

It's down.

He stood up, glanced at the lifeless streamers opposite, and then looked at the three thousand disciples of Lu's disciples.

An hour and a half later, more than 3,000 people had dinner, got on the bus, and left in an orderly manner.

The huge village was suddenly empty.

At half past five in the evening, a vehicle suddenly entered the village.

A car stopped, and a man in his thirties got out of the car, about thirty people.

After they got out of the car, they immediately strode towards the village.

The leader said expressionlessly: "Where does that Liu Yuanji live?"

"The house in front!"

"Walk!"

Two minutes later, the group had arrived outside Lu Yuan's house.

At a glance, they saw Lu Yuan, the three disciples, and Lao Hei in the courtyard.

Several people also noticed the outsider.

"Bang bang bang!"

The man knocked on the door, Wu Haoran went over to open the door: "Who are you looking for?"

The man forced a smile: "I'm looking for Liu Yuanji."

Wu Haoran turned his head: "Senior brother, I'm looking for you."

Liu Yuanji wondered, someone came to me?

He got up and walked over and glanced at it, there were quite a few people.

At least there can be thirty or fifty people, and all of them are not less than 1.8 meters tall. This figure looks like a long-term exercise.

Is it my Lu's disciple?

Come over to meet their handsome and handsome senior brother?

"Which of you?"

"Get to know me." The man took out a business card and handed it over: "The person in charge of Jinling Wuji Taekwondo Hall, Ren Bing."

Liu Yuanji glanced at the business card and raised his eyebrows: "What's the matter with me?"

Ren Bingdao: "There are four more battles with our Taekwondo tomorrow, you must lose!"

"Must lose?" Liu Yuanji was stunned, and immediately understood the opponent's purpose.

After the fight in the afternoon, he was watching Weibo Douyin, knowing that his challenge today had brought Taekwondo down to the altar.

He didn't think so much, but judging from the reactions of the few people in front of him, it was no surprise that the business of the Taekwondo gym in Daxia would be greatly reduced in the future.

And the thirty or so people who came suddenly are probably here for this matter.

They did come for this.

After learning about the incident and analyzing the possible future impact of this incident, they came as soon as possible to suppress the impact of the incident and reverse the situation.

Otherwise, their taekwondo gym, regardless of business or reputation, will definitely plummet.

Liu Yuanji said, "What if I don't agree?"

"disagree?"

Ren Bing snorted and pointed to the thirty or so people behind him: "They are all the heads of the major Taekwondo gyms in Jinling City, but do you think that we are the only ones here? Let me explain to you, now. The heads of taekwondo gyms all over the country are on their way here. You don’t agree, can you afford it?”

"Liu Yuanji, as long as you are willing to lose tomorrow, 5 million will be credited immediately!"

"If you don't agree, you won't be able to bear the consequences!"

Liu Yuanji jumped up with a swipe of evil fire. Just as he was about to speak, Lu Yuan's voice sounded from behind him.

"You are threatening my disciple?"

Lu Yuan's voice was indifferent, and he walked in front of Liu Yuanji, separated by a courtyard gate.

His face was expressionless and his eyes were cold: "Say what you just said again!"

For some reason, Ren Bing didn't dare to look into Lu Yuan's eyes.

"Master Lu, I..."

"Crash!"

Lu Yuan opened the courtyard door and stepped forward again: "Tomorrow, don't lose, tell me, what will be the consequences for my disciple?"

"I……"

"Say!"

Lu Yuan let out a low drink, blasting in his ears like thunder, making his brain buzz.

Ren Bing's heart beat extremely fast, as if being pinched by a pair of invisible hands.

He felt an extremely terrifying aura from Lu Yuan, as if... as if the Lu Yuan in front of him was a fierce tiger going down the mountain!

This was not his illusion, Lu Yuan seemed to be motionless at the moment, but in fact he was using the tiger shape in the Xingyiquan twelve-shaped fist.

With this momentum, if ordinary people are on the side, they will be restless and panic.

"Lu Yuan, your disciple's behavior has seriously affected the reputation of our Taekwondo gym!"

A few meters behind Ren Bing, a man said loudly.

"reputation?"

Lu Yuan looked at him and sneered: "If you're afraid of losing, don't take the challenge book! Take it, now talk to me about reputation?"

Another older man smiled and said, "Everyone, don't be impatient, let's talk about business. Master Lu, please give us a face on this matter, as long as your apprentice cooperates and loses one tomorrow. Field, there must be a heavy thank you!"

Lu Yuan said: "Face? I'll give it to you, will you match it?"

The man smiled a little: "Master Lu, it doesn't have to be like this. We are all in the same city. We are all in the same city, not to mention that we are all martial arts practitioners.

"Haha." Lu Yuan seemed to hear a big joke, a martial artist?

He had never seen such a martial artist.

He ignored the other party, but looked at Ren Bing: "Apologize to my disciple, then get out."

"Master Lu, do you really want to confront us?"

The man frowned: "Master Lu, you can think about it clearly, this matter has a great impact on our Taekwondo gym now! This impact will make many people do some impulsive things."

"After all, you are the only one..."

Almost as soon as the words fell, Lu Yuan suddenly stepped out and appeared in front of him, a hand ghostly grabbed his neck and slowly lifted him from the ground.

The man lifted his feet off the ground, and his hands kept grabbing Lu Yuan's palm, struggling to break it apart.

His face was flushed to the color of pig liver, and the feeling of suffocation came like a flood.

He never thought that Lu Yuan would do it without warning.

Lu Yuan lifted him like a chick, and said in a light tone, "Threat me?"

The others only reacted at this moment and let out a cold sweat.

This Master Lu, why is his temper so violent?

Get started without saying a word.

Thirty people of them came together today, in fact, they meant to use the number to suppress each other.

But at this moment, they found that their advantage in terms of numbers disappeared in front of Lu Yuan.

When facing Lu Yuan up close, they didn't dare to be presumptuous at all.