"Master, master."
Wu Ze, the executive director of Liuyun martial arts school and in charge of the daily operation management of Liuyun martial arts school, respectfully saluted the two people walking in front. Then he turned his eyes to Xue Zhengming walking in the back and gently nodded to him.
"Younger martial brother Xue."
Xue Changhao just casually gave a sound from his nostrils, which was a response, and then asked, "what's the situation now?"
"Tell the master that Chu Nan is fighting with younger martial brother Liu chongyun. At present, we can't see the victory or defeat."
"Chongyun... Before him? How many people fought with him? What was the outcome?"
"This......" Wu Ze's face was a little ugly. "Before younger martial brother Liu chongyun, seven younger martial brothers had fought with Chu Nan. They..."
Seeing Wu Ze's hesitation, Xue Changhao and Jiang Liu, the leader of Liuyun martial arts school, frowned.
"What? Lose more and win less?"
"No..." Wu Ze smiled bitterly and shook his head. "Not to lose more and win less, but... All lost."
"How possible!" Xue Zhengming in the back couldn't help shouting. "Even if the first two can't win him, will the people behind not know Chu Nan's level and go up casually to shame?"
"That won't happen." Wu Ze still smiled bitterly, with a trace of shock in his expression. "Chu Nan defeated brax in front of us before. Of course, we all know that his actual level is far from being estimated by the level of the first-order internal breathing level martial arts, so the strength of the third-order internal breathing level martial arts is the least to challenge. Younger martial brother Wang mengduo, who played before younger martial brother Liu chongyun, has reached the peak of the fourth-order internal breathing level, and only one step away can break through to the fifth internal breathing level."
"But he still lost?" Xue Changhao looked calm and didn't seem surprised by the result.
"Yes, master." Wu Ze lowered his head in shame. "The disciples are incompetent and lose the face of the martial arts school. Please punish them."
"What is there to punish?" Xue Changhao smiled and waved his hand to show that it was okay. "It's not that you are incompetent, but that Chu Nan is too strong. If I have to punish you every time you lose to other martial arts players, isn't it the only thing I do every day?"
Wu Ze raised his head in amazement.
As the eldest disciple of Xue Changhao, he was entrusted by him to be responsible for the daily management of Liuyun martial arts school. Xue Changhao is much closer to Xue Changhao than other disciples. Naturally, he knows some relatively secret things.
He knew very well that master was angry with Chunan because he was forced to hand over a valuable class B martial arts skill. Every time someone mentioned Chunan in front of him, he would be in a bad mood.
How come Chu Nan has come to the door and even defeated several disciples in the martial arts school in a row? In Wu Ze's opinion, it is tantamount to beating the faces of all the people in the martial arts school. Why is the master still so calm?
"But Shifu, if it goes on like this, I'm afraid..." Wu Ze thought and stopped talking.
"There's nothing to worry about." Xue Changhao smiled and turned to Xue Zhengming and said, "Zhengming, since Chu Nan pointed out that he wants to challenge you, go. You can't avoid the war. It's a joke."
Xue Zhengming hesitated.
"Dad, but I... I'm afraid I'm not his opponent... What if I lose face to the martial arts school? I think I'd better let elder martial brother Zhao go, he will win..."
"Joke!" Xue Changhao raised his eyebrows fiercely and shouted: "what's the shame of not being able to fight? It's really humiliating to dare not face your opponent! Your senior brother Zhao is already a second-order air breaking martial arts player. If you let him fight, even if you win Chu Nan, who is only a primary internal breathing level opponent, wouldn't it be more humiliating to spread it?"
"Yes..." Xue Zhengming had to lower his head obediently after being scolded by Xue Changhao.
Seeing Xue Zhengming's unhappy appearance, Xue Changhao sighed and slowed down.
"You don't need to have so much pressure. I think Chu Nan came here just to compete. It's just that the disciples in the hall were too nervous and made it big."
Xue Changhao turned to look at the river.
"Brother Jiang, I'm afraid you have to show up now."
Jiang Liu smiled and nodded, "OK."
After that, he patted Xue Zhengming on the shoulder and walked towards the direction of the first martial arts field with his hands on his back.
Xue Zhengming looked up at the back of the river and then at Xue Changhao.
Xue Changhao stared: "what are you doing? Don't go quickly!"
Xue Zhengming just woke up and followed him.
Watching them disappear around the corner, Xue Changhao breathed a sigh of relief.
Jiang Liu is old, prudent and prudent. He has been the owner of Liuyun martial arts school for so many years and has never made any mistakes.
Let him deal with the matter, he will certainly be able to handle it very properly and ensure that there will be no problems.
And I just expressed my meaning very clearly. It is obvious that the river will not get the intention wrong.
"Did Chu Nan record how he defeated your junior brothers before?" Xue Changhao asked Wu Ze again.
"They are all stored in the monitoring room. Master, if you want to see them, you can transfer them out at any time."
"Go and have a look." Xue Changhao waved his hand and walked in the direction of the monitoring room.
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"Bang -"
Chu Nan slammed his fist into the palm of his opponent's hand and felt the surging power of the palm of his opponent's hand. He was not surprised but happy. He shouted well in his heart, and his internal breath surged. He remembered with the tough man of his opponent. Then he twisted his body comfortably to the left, lifted his right leg, flew up and kicked back.
This foot has been equipped with the fourth turn internal breathing of the fifth weight of the nine turn mental method. When the right leg crossed in the air, it immediately brought out countless cyclones and made a sharp and piercing sound. Even the air flow in a large area around southern Chu was disturbed, resulting in a small-scale storm.
Liu chongyun, who fought with him, didn't dare to neglect it. Instead of retreating, he took a step to the left front, slapped it out and took Chu Nan's left back. However, he wanted to force Chu nan to hit the empty space exposed by Chu Nan's change before his body completely turned around.
At least, Chu Nan should be forced to defend and change his moves again, so as to fall into passivity.
However, Chu Nan was not moved at all. While Liu chongyun took the first step, he raised his right arm, but bent it instead of waving his fist, hit it with an elbow, and just hit Liu chongyun's palm on the back.
"Boom -"
This elbow still contains a powerful four turn breath. Under the hard work, it is slightly weaker than the full force blow of Liu chongyun, a third-order breath level warrior, which forced Chu Nan's body to tilt to the left.
However, it was this tilt that made Chu Nan's backward kick suddenly rise. Originally, it was only kicked at Liu chongyun's waist, but this time it was directly kicked at his shoulder.
Liu chongyun just had a hard fight with Chu Nan. At this time, it was very difficult to twist his body at will to avoid. He could only lean back reluctantly and narrowly let Chu Nan's toes wipe off the bridge of his nose.
But Chu Nan's right foot drew an arc at this time and fell suddenly.
Liu chongyun can't avoid it. This foot is right in the chest.
"Boom -"
The terrible force on Chu Nan's right foot fell with strong air pressure. Liu chongyun's whole body seemed to be bombarded by a giant hammer falling from the sky and fell to the ground with a slap.
The right foot fell down with the trend and just stamped between Liu chongyun's legs, which was no more than a minute away from the key point of his lower body.
Liu chongyun's mind flashed a nickname that had been widely spread before Chu Nan because of his performance in the Xiyun Star Warrior competition. A cold sweat broke out on his forehead. (to be continued)