Chapter 1293

"Even Mr. Zhao is not an opponent, so what's the use of asking people from the martial arts hall to fight." Liu Feng waved his hand: "It seems that this kid has good skills."

"You can't say that. The people in the martial arts hall are quite strong, not to mention their large number. It's easy to deal with people. Whether it's using hidden weapons or poisoning, it doesn't matter to us." Liu Zhihao Sneered.

"That's a good idea!" Liu Feng nodded: "Tomorrow, you can go to the martial arts hall with me. As long as you can teach me a lesson surnamed Ye, it can be considered as a solution to my hatred."

Liu Zhihao nodded hastily, and his eyes were bright, as if he was thinking.

In the morning of the next day, they arrived at the Xinghe Martial Arts Hall. In Jiangdong, the Xinghe Martial Arts Hall is very famous. Under normal circumstances, very few people can join the martial arts hall.

If you want to enter the martial arts school, you must have a good foundation, and you also need to have a strong character. The requirements in all aspects are extremely high, so the reputation of the Xinghe martial arts school in the entire Jiangdong is also extremely large.

The bodyguards next to the various big shots are all from Xinghe Martial Art Museum, and even the employers are quite flattering to them, after all warriors are different from other bodyguards, let alone other people.

The ability that a powerful martial artist can create can exceed people's imagination, so they dare not underestimate it in the slightest.

"Stay here, both of you, this is Xinghe Martial Arts Hall!" A disciple said, "What are you doing here?"

"Please make it easier, we want to see the owner of the pavilion." Liu Zhihao said, took out a stack of banknotes in his hand, and stuffed them towards the disciple.

"The rules of the martial arts hall and the martial arts hall. You can't go in without an appointment or summoned by the owner of the hall."

The disciple pushed the money and seemed not interested.

"It's just a small matter, please report it, little brother!" Liu Zhihao said again, but Liu Feng stood aside a little impatiently, he was the young master of the Demon City, how could he feel better if someone blocked his way.

If it was in the magic capital, he might have rushed in already, so he wouldn't waste his time here.

"Let me inform you!" The disciple said helplessly, "But I can't accept your money, and the rules of martial arts and martial arts, I can't break the rules."

"Okay, okay!" Liu Zhihao nodded quickly, standing aside and waiting quietly.

"Who is the owner of Xinghe Martial Arts? He is not a little airy. The Liu family in the devil city came to visit the door in person, and they are still putting on airs like this." Liu Feng said coldly.

"Master, you can't say that, after all, he didn't know we were coming, not to mention the owner of Xinghe Pavilion is weird, you must not talk nonsense at that time, if it makes her unhappy, it will be bad. " Liu Zhihao said.

"As long as you have money, is there anything you can't handle?" Liu Feng's voice was calm, as if everything was under his control.

Liu Zhihao smiled lightly, with embarrassment on his face, Liu Feng's blind self-confidence made him a little worried.

But at this moment, the disciple came out: "You can go in, but don't talk nonsense, if you offend the owner of the hall, then you will have nothing to eat and walk away."

"Of course I know that." Liu Zhihao nodded hastily: "Thank you little brother for helping to spread the word."

Not long after, the two of them came to the hall. A middle-aged man was sitting on the main seat. The middle-aged man was holding tea in his hand and had a mustache on the corner of his mouth.