The heavens: pushing across all realms

"Master, we brothers respect you."

While Huo Yuanjia was drinking happily, Hong Fuhai, Yu Zhenshan, and Hou Ming came over to propose a toast.

When Huo Yuanjia saw Hou Ming with plaster all over his face, he couldn't help but be surprised. He smiled and cursed: "Hou Ming, what's going on with you?"

Hou Ming looked sad and angry, and said: "Master, don't you know? There is now a [Qiangwu Association] in Jinmen, claiming to be the best in Jinmen, and even the Iron Sword Sect has been taught a lesson by their president, I I just let their people beat me up. Not only was I beaten by them, but my third brother was also beaten to death by their president!"

When Huo Yuanjia heard this, he immediately raised his eyebrows: "Strong martial arts meeting?"

Hong Fuhai said with a smile: "I heard that their president came from Shandong and has some real skills. Hou San himself is not good at it, so he deserves to be beaten to death."

Hou Ming grimaced and remained silent.

Yu Zhenshan answered: "Well, it's just that Hou San was beaten to death. He just lost Master's face. If he fights with others, just fight him. He must use Master's Huo Jiaquan. That's fine now." , not to mention being beaten to death, it will also damage your reputation, Master."

When Huo Yuanjia heard this, his face suddenly darkened: "What's going on?"

Yu Zhenshan immediately closed his mouth and said quickly: "Master, I am the one who talks too much. I will punish myself with a drink."

He was about to raise his glass, but Huo Yuanjia held down his arm with such force that he could not move.

Yu Zhenshan's heart skipped a beat, and immediately he felt secretly happy, knowing that Huo Yuanjia had taken the bait.

Hong Fuhai took this opportunity and said: "Master, don't blame junior brother for talking too much. He is just angry. Hou San was beaten with Huo Jiaquan when someone died."

"The people in the Qiang Wuhui are very arrogant. If you win, you win. I have to say that the boxing skills Hou San learned are just fancy fists and embroidered legs. The boxing skills are like girls. It really makes people angry."

Hou Ming took this opportunity and immediately said: "Master, we have embarrassed Huo Jiaquan."

Huo Yuanjia's face was already gloomy at this time, and he sneered: "He really said that about my Huo Family Quan?"

His first reaction was not that he was heartbroken that his apprentice had been beaten to death, but that his own boxing skills had been ridiculed for his reputation!

"It's absolutely true, Master. If you don't believe it, you can ask other brothers. They injured many of us that time."

Huo Yuanjia didn't even ask why the Qiang Wu Gui people beat his apprentice. In anger, he slammed the table and cursed: "What a Qiang Wu Gui! I want to see if they are really that powerful!" "

"Master, please don't be impulsive. Master Qin from the Iron Sword Sect has bowed his head."

Huo Yuanjia suddenly turned his head, glared and shouted: "Do you think I'm not as good as Qin from the Iron Sword Sect?"

"No, that's not what my apprentice meant."

Huo Yuanjia asked: "Who is the president of this strong martial arts association? How much do you know?"

Hong Fuhai immediately said: "Master, we have inquired that this man's surname is Feng and his last name is Ji. He should be a wealthy family member who fled from Shandong. He is at most twenty this year."

Huo Yuanjia was stunned for a moment, and then sneered: "Only twenty years old? It seems that the older Qin is, the more useless he becomes. How far can a twenty-year-old kid practice martial arts in his mother's womb? Even this The little kid loses, he should have gone back to Shaanxi to retire."

"Haha, Master is right."

"Twenty years old, I haven't practiced as long as Master."

"What a strong martial arts club, I'm afraid it's just another martial arts gym that wants to take advantage of the opportunity to become famous."

The other apprentices burst into laughter.

Huo Yuanjia suddenly became less angry.

After all, if he is less than twenty years old, he is just a child in his eyes.

How powerful can it be?

Hong Fuhai and Yu Zhenshan looked at each other and secretly thought something was wrong.

At that moment, the two of them glanced at Hou Ming and winked.

Hou Ming understood and immediately sighed: "Speaking of which, my third brother is useless. He has lost the reputation of Huojia Quan. Master, forget it. They can say whatever they like. You can't let the big one bully the small ones. When the time comes, they will say that you are relying on your old age and selling yourself off... Uh, I'm sorry, Master!"

When Hou Ming said this, he quickly slapped himself.

The speaker is thoughtful, and the listener is even more thoughtful.

Huo Yuanjia didn't care at first, but when Hou Ming said this, his face suddenly darkened.

When he thought about it in his mind, he had already fought in thirty-eight arenas, and all the martial arts schools in Jinmen, large and small, had fought against him.

Only the Iron Knife Sect has never fought against each other, because the Iron Knife Sect is very powerful and has a gang background.

Therefore, Huo Yuanjia has never targeted the Iron Knife Sect.

But Master Qin, the leader of the Iron Sword Sect, is also a figure like Mount Tai and Beidou in the Jinmen Wulin.

The other party became famous earlier than himself.

Now the opponent has lost to this Qiangwu Association, and the Qiangwu Association has insulted Huo Jiaquan.

If you don't react at all, what will others think?

His eyes flickered and he went directly to stand up for his disciples?

That's not right either. No matter how powerful the president of the Strong Martial Arts Association is, he is only less than twenty. If he goes by himself, he is indeed suspected of bullying the smaller ones. Even if he wins, he may not be able to win with force.

His thoughts were scattered, but at this time Huo Yuanjia was already somewhat hostile to the Qiangwu Association.

The corners of Yu Zhenshan's and others' mouths were slightly raised, and they stopped immediately and started to persuade them to drink.

It's just that Huo Yuanjia doesn't feel happy no matter how much he drinks. The words "Qiangwuhui" are stuck in his throat, making him uncomfortable.

The banquet lasted very late, and Nong Jinsun sent Huo Yuanjia back to the Huo family.

In the Huo family's living room.

Nong Jinsun poured a cup of tea for Huo Yuanjia and said with a smile: "Yuanjia, you have won thirty-eight games in a row. No one in Jinmen can be your opponent anymore."

Huo Yuanjia took a sip of tea, smiled, and the words "Qiangwuhui" flashed in his mind, and said: "Not everyone thinks like you, some people think they are better than me, and they were injured today. My apprentice."

Nong Jinsun had no choice but to ask: "Do you want to continue fighting?"

Huo Yuanjia closed his eyes and said: "We have to fight! If you want to become the real number one in Jinmen, you must convince everyone!"

Nong Jinsun couldn't help but frown: "What about outside Tianjin? Beijing, Guangdong and Guangxi, Shanxi, Hunan... Yuanjia, when will you finish?"

Huo Yuanjia put down his tea cup, sighed, and said, "Hey, how could I not know what you said? But I can't stop. I can only fight! Fight! Only then can I prove that I am better than others!"

When he said this, there was a hint of ferocity and hostility in his expression.

Nong Jinsun said anxiously: "So what if you prove it? Yuanjia, even if you prove that you are better than others, you are still Huo Yuanjia. You will not become anyone else."

Huo Yuanjia was a little impatient, put down the teacup, and suddenly noticed the cloth bag on the table, and couldn't help but frown: "What is this?"

Nong Jinsun's expression changed, and he was a little embarrassed to say it, but he finally said: "This is the credit card of your apprentice and so-called friend this month."

Huo Yuanjia suddenly became angry. Without saying a word, he raised his hand to stop Nong Jinsun from speaking and said directly: "I'll cover it!"

Nong Jinsun was also a little unhappy and said: "Yuan Jia, I'm not here to ask for a debt from you. I want to tell you that the people you recruited are all rabble-rousers! How many of them really regard you as a brother?"

Huo Yuanjia was impatient and shouted: "What matters in this world is loyalty. The word loyalty..."

Before he finished speaking, Nong Jinsun rolled his eyes and turned away.

Huo Yuanjia was speechless for a moment and said directly: "Forget it, I can't explain it to you. I'll have someone send the money over tomorrow."

Nong Jinsun couldn't help but said angrily: "Yuan Jia, I said, I'm not here to ask you for money. I just want to say that when you make friends and accept apprentices, you should also check their character and martial arts. If we don’t drink a few glasses of wine, we are brothers, you..."

Huo Yuanjia stood up suddenly, turned around angrily, and didn't listen at all.

When Nong Jinsun saw this, he shook his head in disappointment. He knew that he couldn't explain Huo Yuanjia at all.

At that moment, he could only wave his hands, pick up the account book on the table, and leave directly.

Huo Yuanjia didn't go to send it off, but just threw down the teacup angrily, making a clanging sound.

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