Just then, something unexpected happened. Ichiro Yamamoto suddenly rushed forward for a few steps, and then kicked president Liu in the back with one foot. Ten percent of his strength didn't leave any spare strength.

"President, be careful!" Nearby screams.

Unfortunately, President Liu turned his back to him at this time. Ichiro Yamamoto's angle was very tricky. In addition, his force value was not as good as Ichiro Yamamoto. He couldn't escape that step at all, and it was too late for the people around him to rescue.

Ye Ziqing saw the power of that foot. President Liu was kicked by him and will be hit hard. She can't watch her compatriots get hurt, but she and lengxin are standing on the periphery, more than ten meters away from them. It must be too late to run. There's no other way. The only weapon she can take out is a needle.

So she took out two sewing needles from the boundless space and threw them at Ichiro Yamamoto. Because she was also doing her best, the two needles came first and nailed them into his two big holes one second before he kicked president Liu.

At that moment, he was fixed, and that leg still kept the posture of kicking people, but that foot would never kick people.

"Ichiro Yamamoto, you are so despicable that you secretly attacked president Liu." Everyone was scared out of a cold sweat.

"Despicable Japanese, kill him." At this time, a girl from the martial arts club walked over and slapped him in the face.

Several members nearby did not show weakness. They gathered around and punched and kicked him: "damn guy, our president was almost kicked by him. We want to avenge the president."

"Stop!" At this time, Yoshiro Yamamoto ran over with several people from the judo club. He never dreamed that his idol brother would fall into this field. In his impression, his brother was invincible. He didn't expect to capsize the boat at the door of this small martial arts club. Otherwise, he couldn't send only a handyman to accompany him.

"Whoever helps the Japanese is a traitor. We'll fight every time we see him in the future." For fear of causing a group fight between the two societies, President Liu shouted, "the members of the martial arts club also come back to me."

Most of the members of Judo Club are Chinese. Knowing that Ichiro Yamamoto secretly attacked president Liu, they left soon: of course, they can't help the Japanese bully their own people.

The people of the martial arts club knew that if they fought again, they would be reasonable and unreasonable. It was more troublesome to break people. They retreated one after another after hearing the instructions of the president.

The onlookers saw that Ichiro Yamamoto, who had been beaten black and blue, stood there motionless and talked one after another: "is this fool standing there for the people of the martial arts club to fight because of a lack of reason?"

"It's impossible. Something should have happened. He couldn't move until Xiaolian hit him. Otherwise, he couldn't stand there and slap Xiaolian in the face." Someone shook his head and said,.

"I was punctured. Otherwise, I must have kicked president Liu." Someone pointed to the leg that was still carrying.

"Concealed weapon, who attacked me with concealed weapon?" At this time, Ichiro Yamamoto shouted. Ichiro Yamamoto didn't expect that he just wanted to teach president Liu a lesson. He not only let an expert teach him a lesson, but also led to a group fight by the members of the martial arts club. He really killed him.

"Brother, what's the matter with you?" Yoshiro Yamamoto couldn't figure out what was going on and didn't dare to touch him lightly.

"I was hit by a concealed weapon. Show me those two acupoints." Ichiro Yamamoto knows something about Chinese martial arts. He believes that in this era, it is impossible for someone to point acupoints across the air. Moreover, he also feels subtle pain. He should have been hit by concealed weapons. He just doesn't know what concealed weapons are. I hope they won't be toxic.

Yamamoto carefully examined the acupoint he said, and soon found two thin sewing needles that almost disappeared into the body: "concealed weapon, use concealed weapon to hit acupoints, and the power is so great. It's really an expert. Expert, brother, you must compete with him."

After taking off two needles, Ichiro Yamamoto regained his freedom. He looked at the two shining sewing clothes in the sunset with hatred: his fame was lost under two sewing needles. I don't know who threw it, otherwise, he must break him into pieces.

President Liu also saw the needle in Yamamoto's hand. He understood that the two needles saved him and that the school was really a hidden dragon and crouching tiger. He looked at the students standing outside and arched his hands at everyone: "thank you, thank you for your help."

No one answered him. President Liu also knew that the man could not answer him, but he was a little disappointed.

President Liu returned to the house disappointed, and ye Ziqing and lengxin joined the club with everyone.

"Ziqing, who did you say threw those two? It's too powerful. If only we could find him." Leng Xin has stars in her eyes. She wants to find the Wulin expert immediately. She must find a way to worship him and become his first disciple.

"She doesn't want to show up. She doesn't want people to know. She wants a peaceful day. You shouldn't find her." Ye Ziqing said with a smile.

"Yes, but considering that there are such powerful figures in our martial arts club, I feel proud." Leng Xin was depressed for a short time and soon recovered. She thought that the master had character and was mysterious. If it could be easily found, it would not be a master.

"Not necessarily from the martial arts club." Ye Ziqing was noncommittal. At that time, there were not only people from the martial arts club, but also many passing students.

"It must be. How can you not join the martial arts club with such powerful skills?" Leng Xin said with certainty.

"You say so." Ye Ziqing thought she was really a member of the martial arts club, but she didn't sign up for it herself. It was this charming girl who took over the task.

The territory of the martial arts club is not small. The indoor area is more than 100 square meters. It is composed of two classrooms. One classroom is a small training room, and the other classroom is divided into two parts, separated by two office rooms and a small meeting room. The training room has a back door leading to the backyard, and there is an open-air training ground in the backyard, which is about 200 to 300 square meters.

Except for the open-air training room from 9 a.m. to 5 p.m.

There are a lot of people in the martial arts club, but there are few real martial artists. Most of them are martial arts hobbies. Even President Liu is just a martial arts lover. However, when he was in middle school, he learned a set of eight pole boxing with his father's guard, which is regarded as the threshold of martial arts. Now many members of the martial arts club practice eight pole boxing with him, hoping to realize their martial arts dream one day.

Leng Xin is now learning eight pole boxing with President Liu. After entering the training room, Leng Xin follows everyone to practice eight pole boxing in the training room, while ye Ziqing goes to the training ground in the backyard to practice Taijiquan. This is what she learned from the old lady in the Huang family. The old lady practices Taijiquan in her small yard every morning.