Treasure Appraisal: I Can See the Future

"What!"

Being beaten up at his door, the chief instructor Guan Ming was furious, his whole body burst into blood, his body surface burst into bronze light, and he rushed out like the wind.

Wei Shuai, Li Daqingsheng, Hong Meigui, Yan Qi and others followed closely behind.

At the gate of Zhenwu Dojo, the instructors were lying on the ground, and seven middle-aged men in strange clothes were guarding a handsome and elegant young monk.

Around, the students of Zhenwu Dojo were terrified and angry, and the onlookers were amazed. They didn't know what happened. Someone dared to attack Zhenwu Dojo.

"Instructor Li, Instructor Wang, Instructor Zhang--"

These instructors are all masters, invited by Fang Ming from all over the place. Now they are all lying on the ground with serious injuries. Fang Ming frowned and helped them up. He looked around at the eight people, and his heart sank immediately, but he still said in a muffled voice: "If you have the ability, do it, but if you don't have the ability, stand up."

"Hahaha!"

Laughing wildly like thunder, a middle-aged man with the same iron tower body showed up, with an arrogant look and said: "It was me who did it, what can you do? A bunch of good-for-nothings, just relying on the Internet to stir up some fame, dare to open a session to recruit disciples."

For the time when Su Qi crossed the sea to Japan, defeated the entire Japanese martial arts world, and returned to China to take advantage of this fame to recruit many students.

Most of the many ancient martial arts sects in China are disdainful and jealous.

There are many ancient martial arts sects in China, and there are countless various miraculous skills, but they all need to practice hard for many years and suffer inhuman suffering to practice advanced kung fu.

In modern economic society, how many people can spend more than ten years to devote themselves to a hard work?

Therefore, most sects have only a few people, big or small, and it is difficult to grow and develop.

For example, the leader of the Iron Sand Sect has a set of Iron Sand Body Refining Kungfu that can cultivate both internal and external skills, which is also a top-notch skill.

However, since the practice of Iron Sand Body Refining Kungfu is too painful, he is the only one who has mastered this top-notch body refining skill and sold it to the emperor's family.

Thinking about the decline of the Iron Sand Sect and the grand occasion of the Zhenwu Dojo, the leader of the Iron Sand Sect felt very uncomfortable and was unconsciously a little more ruthless when he attacked.

"You will know if you are a good-for-nothing after you try it!"

The thunder roared, Fang Ming disappeared with a shadow, and appeared in front of the middle-aged man in the blink of an eye. His blood and qi burst out, as if an ancient giant beast was reborn, and his blood and qi rolled like a heat wave, causing the surrounding temperature to rise sharply.

"Ah!"

The Iron Sand Sect Master, who originally looked disdainful, was shocked. He also raised his palm to meet the attack with a burst of blood, but he only took three moves, and flew backwards three feet away with blood spurting out.

"Instructor Fang is mighty!"

"Kill these bastards, let's see if they dare to be arrogant."

"Dare to come to our Zhenwu Dojo to act wild, and don't you even look at who our principal is!"

The students of the Zhenwu Dojo, who had been holding back their anger for a long time, immediately shouted with excitement when they saw the instructor win the battle.

Li Daqingsheng and his group also came.

Boom!

After defeating the Iron Sand Sect Master, Fang Ming's blood was boiling like thunder. His eyes swept over the seven people and fell on the young monk, and he took a defensive posture: "I know your intentions. If you want to fight, then come on, my Zhenwu Dojo will take it."

The faces of the six middle-aged men in strange costumes changed drastically. Although the Iron Sand Sect Master was the weakest among them, none of them could defeat him in three moves.

"Dragon Roar Iron Cloth Shirt, Tiger Roar Golden Bell Cover, it seems that Zhenwu Dojo has a lot of good things, let's do it!"

A trace of greed flashed in the depths of the white-robed monk's eyes. He glanced at the six people behind him and stretched out three fingers calmly.

Boom boom boom!

Three powerful auras burst out, and three of the six people flashed and rushed towards Fang Ming from three directions, almost becoming three shadows.

"Ha!"

Fang Ming roared with thunder and instantly fought with the three people.

"You are bullying the few with your numbers, I can't stand it anymore!"

The hot-tempered Red Rose rushed forward immediately when she saw it, but was stopped by the great love saint Li, who shook his head to indicate that it was not necessary.

Rub rub rub——

The four fought, the air waves rolled, the floor exploded, and the ground shook constantly. Fang Ming fought against the three people, but he was still not at all behind, and the three people were struggling left and right, and it seemed that they could not hold on any longer, and they were in a precarious situation.

The young monk frowned slightly and waved his three fingers again.

Boom boom boom!

The remaining three masters frowned slightly, but then burst out with three powerful auras and rushed forward without hesitation.

The six masters joined forces and formed a large formation in an instant, forcing Fang Ming to retreat step by step.

"Fight!"

It was like a thunderous explosion. Suddenly, Fang Ming used the fighting character secret. His aura surged again. A golden light flowed on his body. He punched out and compressed the air into a visible state. With a rumbling sound, he rushed forward. A master who was the first to bear the brunt of the attack flew backwards with blood spurting out.

Bang bang bang——

Five punches were thrown, and the five masters flew backwards. The winner was decided again.

The seven masters in strange costumes looked at Fang in horror.Ming, there was an indescribable surprise in his eyes: he was able to defeat the six great masters in a row, and he was definitely not an ordinary person among the masters. How could there be such a person in this Zhenwu Dojo, how could I have never heard of him.

"Instructor Fang is mighty!"

"Instructor Fang is awesome!"

"Our Zhenwu Dojo is the best in the world!"

The students of Zhenwu Dojo did not know the realm of these people, but they knew that the powerful instructors could not block their moves, so they knew that they were all masters among masters. Now these people could not beat Instructor Fang together, which made them even more excited and proud.

"Hum ha!"

Fang Ming adjusted his breath with two sounds of hum and ha, and his expression was extremely solemn. He looked at the white-robed monk with full vigilance, still as if he was facing a great enemy, and he was not careless at all.

In the Zhenwu Dojo for a year, he practiced the secret manual of divine skills at will, and injected the first and second level gene potions, and his physical strength was almost developed to the limit.

However, he knew that he was still not a match for the peerless master.

"There is a miraculous skill that has been revealed. It seems that your Zhenwu Dojo has more foundation than I imagined. This trip is really not in vain!"

The white-robed monk's eyes flashed with greed. He narrowed his eyes and waved his hand lightly, as if he was doing a casual action, just like an ordinary person.

Swish!

Although the onlookers were several feet away, their scalps were numb, as if needles were piercing their skin, and they retreated unconsciously.

Hum, ha!

An indestructible aura came over, and Fang Ming's expression changed drastically. The Douzi Secret, Dragon Roar Iron Cloth Shirt, and Tiger Roar Golden Bell Cover were used to the limit. He crossed his fists in front of him, but he retreated three steps in a row, and a trace of blood oozed from the corner of his lips.

Everyone was shocked. The mighty and invincible Instructor Fang couldn't take this man's move.

"I underestimated you!"

It seemed that Fang Ming could stand up after one move, which made him extremely embarrassed. The white-robed monk's face turned serious and he dodged to Fang Ming.

"Join hands!"

The great lover Li, who was watching the fight, changed his face and rushed forward.

Bang, bang, bang!

The three figures entangled, but Fang Ming spat out blood after only three moves and fell ten feet away.

And the great lover Li, who held on for ten moves, also spat out blood and flew backwards.

"Fang Ming, Li Haoran!"

Red Rose, Wei Shuai, and Yan Qi rushed out in shock and anger, but before they approached the white-robed monk, they all spat out blood and flew backwards.

For a while, the core figures of the Zhenwu Dojo lay on the ground, the students of the dojo were speechless, and the scene was generally silent.

The white-robed monk stood with his hands behind his back and said calmly: "Control them all!"