Chapter 175

"Why, I can't do Kung Fu. No one is allowed to say it?"

"I've been to many places for so many years. It's always the Dragon Kingdom's art that oppresses other countries. I've never seen the Dragon Kingdom's art oppressed by others. You're the first..."

Ning Luo snorted and didn't give face to these people in front of him.

"Boy, you're looking for death. Say it again. I won't abolish you immediately."

The team leader boy was furious and came directly to Ningluo with a posture of going against the bull.

"I'm not good at it, but I'm angry. Am I wrong? Isn't Jiangda martial arts club ranked last among the major martial arts clubs? "

"No, just no, it's no use getting angry. If you want to take off your bad hat, practice well. Don't look like people are practicing, but God's soul wanders outside the sky. "

"Don't stand too close to me so as not to hurt you when you walk."

As he spoke, Ning Luo took a step gently. The next second, they saw his shoulder shaking. Then the leader who was close to him lost his center of gravity and staggered backward.

Pedaling, pedaling and retreating for more than ten steps, the latter stabilized his body.

"Son of a bitch, you dare to kill me. What are you doing? Give me the goods together."

The team leader did not expect that the other party would make a fool of himself directly in front of the crowd. He immediately became angry and shouted at the students who were watching nearby.

"I don't see who dares!"

At this time, Lin Mohan, the three women who went to the bathroom at the door, stepped into the National Art Museum.

"Xu Rongmao, what are you doing?"

"Mohan, don't worry about it. This boy despises our Martial Arts Society and dares to kill Lao Tzu. See how I punish him."

The team leader called Xu Rongmao shouted.

"Xu Rongmao, do you dare to move his finger? Believe it or not, I'll let you get out of the martial arts club now?"

"Mohan, you?"

"Oh, Lin Mohan, what a great official power. No matter how wrong leader Xu is, it is also to maintain the prestige of our national art society. It seems that you are unfair to him?"

"Xu Rongmao, you really are. You don't look long at all. I don't know this is an expert invited by our assistant Lin University. He's going to abolish him. You abolish him. Who teaches our college? "

A strange sound came from another door.

Then Liu Xiang, who had met in the restaurant before, took several people into the Chinese martial arts society. Beside him was a tall man with a tiger back and a big waist.

He is about thirty years old, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, a fierce complexion, and developed muscles all over his body. He looks strong and powerful.

A pair of fists the size of a copper hammer have a thick cocoon on the joints. It looks like a master who usually practices hard Qigong.

As soon as he entered the martial arts club, he glanced at his master deeply. Finally, he fixed his eyes on Ning Luo. Immediately, a look of playfulness appeared on his face, as if the hunter saw the prey.

"Who is this man next to the vice president? Look strong? "

"Nonsense, I've never seen muscles so developed. They all become lumps. They must be full of explosive power."

"It's said that the vice president invited someone to guide our martial arts. With such expert guidance, our martial arts club will certainly be able to take off the hat of the old man."

"It's more than just taking it off. I'm afraid it's going to be in the top several in the school competition in the near future?"

……

Not long after Liu Xiang took the man into the martial arts society, the students of the martial arts society began to talk one after another.

"Invited expert? Such a thin guy can also teach the people of our national art society. Mohan, are you mistaken? "

Xu Rongmao glanced up and down at Ning Luo with disdain on his face and said coldly.

"I can't do things for you. Apologize to me right away."

"Apologize?"

Xu Rongmao couldn't believe his ears.

I don't know the same thing as him, and you want me to apologize?

"Yes, apologize!"

"Forget it, Mohan, people don't accept it. Apologizing is not against it. Why bother others?"

Ning Luo waved his hand and immediately ignored anyone. He looked at the left and right walls of the National Art Museum.

On both sides of the National Art Museum are outstanding students and some people who have made outstanding contributions since the establishment of the National Art Museum.

After taking a few steps, he put his eyes on a picture.

This is a young man who looks in his twenties. He is short and dark. He grins with two rows of white teeth. His eyes are bright and bright, a little simple and honest.

The whole person is not so handsome, but it gives people a feeling of masculinity and vitality.

"No wonder your boy said that he had been confessed as a grandmaster. He didn't lie."

Ning Luo whispered, and immediately reached out and knocked on the young man mounted in the frame.

"Hey, take your hand away. This is the founder of our national art society. It can't be blasphemed."

Behind him, Xu Rongmao's voice rose again.

The latter went to Ningluo and rubbed his fists together, looking eager to try.

"I know he is the founder of your martial arts club, but he is nothing in my eyes."

"Boy, you are becoming more and more crazy. If you have the guts, say this again and see if I don't beat you up."

This time, Ning Luo's words not only made Xu Rongmao feel sad, but also made Liu Xiang look ugly.

Other people in the Chinese martial arts society were also not good at looking at Ning Luo.

"Brother in law, this is the founder of our Chinese martial arts society. Don't make random comments. It will cause trouble."

Lin Mohan knows Ning Luo is powerful, but he is powerful. His mouth is open, but it's not a good thing.

In the five years since the founding of the Chinese martial arts society, it took only one year from unknown origin to fame. The greatest achievement is that the founder has strong combat power.

With one person's strength, he brought the Guoshu society to the top three position of Wudao society.

It's a pity that the latter finally became a soldier, and the Guoshu society had no successors, and finally slowly declined.

"Did I say something wrong? It is. In your eyes, he is your founder. That's right. But this boy is Lao Tzu's soldier or the weakest one. Naturally, he is nothing in my eyes. "

Ning Luo had no choice but to spread his hand.

He didn't expect to be invited by Lin Mohan as a martial arts guide. As a result, the martial arts society was founded by his own soldiers.

In the eyes of these students, the boy is powerful.

But when he recruited him into his team, he was the weakest one. He didn't boast, it was absolutely true and realistic.

"What, your soldier?"

"Brother in law, you... Are you right?"

Lin Mohan's eyes widened and she couldn't believe it.

"How can I make a mistake, Hong Tiegu? I'm afraid ordinary people can't get the name. I can recognize this face even if it turns gray."

"Hum! Talk big. How old are you? How can the iron skeleton senior be your soldier? He can't make up a lie! "

"Boy, let your mouth grow flowers today, and you can't escape a beating today."

Xu Rongmao was also startled at first.

If this is really the leader of the iron skeleton, it must not offend, but looking at the boy's age, he is not much older than himself, and he is sure that the other party is bragging.

In order to get rid of the current dilemma, you have even told a lie. You really have no limit.