C30 Kicking House

Seeing Zhao Yang's confidence, Bald Nan had no choice but to follow him inside.

Just as he entered through the Dragon-tiger Martial Arts School's gate, Zhao Yang suddenly felt a black shadow leap towards him. He grabbed Bald Nan's shoulder, moved sideways and easily dodged the black shadow.

Dong! Bald Nan saw that the one that flew past him just now was a seven foot man. He saw this guy with a crew cut heavily fall on the ground outside the door, looking very miserable.

Immediately after, several reporters rushed out of the door with cameras and took a picture of flat-haired man, who fell to the ground.

"Mr. Wu Dong, as the successor of the Northern Red Dragon Fist, what do you think about losing this match?"

"Mr. Wu Dong, your failure this time meant that your Red Dragon Fist is no match for the Dragon-tiger Martial Arts School's instructor. Will you give up on the idea of opening a dojo in Zhonghai?"

"Mr. Wu Dong, you vomited blood. Could I ask how it felt when Coach Huang Jiang's last palm hit your body?" Did it contain inner strength like the legends said it did? Were you caused by Coach Huang Jiang's palm just now? "

A few reporters surrounded Wu Dong and asked him all at once. Wu Dong broke through the crowd of reporters and left in a sorry state.

The reporters rushed into the dojo after seeing Wu Dong escape. They aimed their cameras at brush cut man, who was surrounded by the dojo's disciples.

The reporters then held the microphone in front of brush cut man and asked the man a question that was the complete opposite of Wu Dong's earlier question.

"Instructor Huang, Master Huang, what do you think about this match against Wu Dong of the Red Dragon Fist?"

"Master Huang, did you use inner strength with your last palm just now? Was that palm strike of yours the reason why Wu Dong vomited blood just now? "

"Under your guidance, the current development of the Dragon-tiger Martial Arts School is getting better and better. Have you thought of opening branches in other cities?"

"…"

The reporter asked a series of questions. It looked like he was interviewing a big star. The disciples standing around Huang Jiang were also looking at him with admiration, treating him as their idol.

Huang Jiang smiled and said to the reporters, "The Red Dragon Fist is a traditional fist technique in the North, it has its own unique characteristics. Undeniably, the Red Dragon Fist is very powerful, and has also created a great glory, but Wu Dong regrettably came to challenge our Dragon-tiger Martial Arts School, and also to challenge me.

Zhao Yang listened to Huang Jiang's words from the crowd and was completely shocked. This guy really had a thick skin. He was really shameless.

"Also, Wu Dong is not strong enough to force me to use inner strength. Other than that, our Dragon-tiger Martial Arts School has recently been thinking of establishing branches in the surrounding cities. After all, to be able to help the citizens strengthen their bodies and improve their personal qualities is the opening goal of our Dragon-tiger Martial Arts School. "

Huang Jiang's words drew a round of applause. Everyone believed him without a doubt because he was Huang Jiang, and because his martial arts was very good.

The reporters had already thought of tomorrow's headlines, "Martial arts master Huang Jiang, instant defeat at Red Dragon Fist of the North, plans to open a branch."

Amidst the cheers, a loud voice was heard.

"I want to kick the building!"

In an instant, the entire dojo quietened down. Everyone looked towards the source of the sound. When they saw Zhao Yang, everyone burst out laughing. Everyone thought he was joking.

Zhao Yang's face reddened. I'm very serious, okay? He stared at Huang Jiang, who was standing in the middle of the crowd. He slowly raised his right hand and pointed at Huang Jiang while saying coldly, "I want to kick the building!"

The smiles on everyone's faces froze. Was this kid for real?

The smile on Huang Jiang's face disappeared in an instant. He walked towards Zhao Yang and said, "Little brother, what sect or sect are you from? Speak your name."

"No sect." Zhao Yang said confidently.

Everyone began to discuss among themselves. If one had no sect or school, how far could one practice martial arts by relying on one's own ability? This brat was truly arrogant, daring to come to challenge the academy.

Everyone's impression of Zhao Yang suddenly dropped by quite a bit.

"You can leave, we won't fight you." Huang Jiang waved his hand and said like a master.

"Afraid of losing?" Zhao Yang squinted his eyes and said to Huang Jiang.

His words provoked the anger of over a hundred disciples of Huang Jiang. All they saw was the rage and hatred in their eyes as they scolded Zhao Yang.

"Brat, who do you think you are, acting so arrogantly in front of us, Master Huang."

"Did you run away from a mental hospital? This is a Dragon-tiger Martial Arts School, not a mental hospital.

"With your physique, Master Huang can crush you to death with one finger and you still dare to come and kick the building. Be careful, you don't even have a life!"

Bald Nan, who had not spoken a word all this time, raised his head upon seeing this. He revealed a vicious expression and shouted at Huang Jiang's disciples, "What's wrong? The dojo is located here and if you don't have enough strength, you might lose and you won't allow others to challenge the dojo? "

"How is it? Come if you want to fight! I'm afraid you're your grandson! " Bald Nan roared at the people from Dragon-tiger Martial Arts School as if he was a dead pig that wasn't afraid of boiling water.

Although he was scared, no matter what, Bald Nan couldn't just hide in the back like a turtle. Doing this was too disloyal, so Bald Nan couldn't do it.

Therefore, Bald Nan braced himself to face the danger of being beaten up.

Zhao Yang felt his heart warm as he looked at Ye Zichen. It seems like Ye Zichen was right. This brat was truly loyal.

Huang Jiang saw the scene in a mess. He quickly raised his right hand and pressed it down. The dojo immediately quietened down. Everyone looked at him, waiting for him to speak.

Huang Jiang said to Zhao Yang, "How about this, since you are determined to challenge the school, I will look for my disciple to spar with you."

Just as Huang Jiang finished his sentence, a young man with a split cut in the middle walked out, "Teacher, let me have a fight with him."

middle parting hair man snorted coldly at Zhao Yang, "Smelly brat, since you insist on bullying me, I will help you. You don't have the qualifications to fight with my master, so just fight with me!"

Bald Nan's expression instantly turned cold when he saw this man. He whispered to Zhao Yang, "Elder Brother Yang, it was this brat who brought people to injure our brothers and smash our bar!"

Zhao Yang narrowed his eyes and stared at the other party. The smile on his face became more and more gloomy.

When the man walked out of the crowd, he purposely showed Lee Xiaolong's classic expression. He pointed a finger at Zhao Yang and said with a confident demeanor, "This is not the place for you to act atrociously. Be sensible and get the hell back!"

Zhao Yang looked at him coldly and snorted disdainfully. "You did a pretty good imitation. You can go and be an actor now!"

"You!" The man looked up with his nose in the air, raised his head and snorted coldly at Zhao Yang: "What's the use of talking so arrogantly! Come and have a fight and you'll know who's stronger! "Come on!"

The crowd watched on from the side with the expression of watching a good show. This was Master Huang's favorite disciple, Liu Tie. With his excellent kung fu, it would be effortless for him to win against Zhao Yang.

Everyone looked at Zhao Yang with sympathy, thinking that Liu Tie shouldn't beat him to death later.

The reporters excitedly took pictures of Zhao Yang and Liu Tie with their cameras or cameras. They never thought that someone who had just left would come to challenge them again. However, the more people came, the better. Only then would there be the material for the news.

Liu Tie cupped his fists towards Zhao Yang and led him to the arena.

"There's no need to go up. Why would it be so troublesome?"

Zhao Yang's words once again caused a huge uproar. No one thought that he would be so arrogant. He was truly young and arrogant.

"Alright, then I'll kill you in an instant!" Liu Tie harrumphed.

"Come quickly! "Before the match, stop being so long-winded like you do in movies. The audience is getting impatient." Zhao Yang said impatiently.

Liu Tie widened his eyes in anger. He clenched his fists, took a horse stance, and rushed towards Zhao Yang.

"Ada!" Imitating Lee Xiaolong's shout, he lifted his right foot and kicked towards Zhao Yang, completely suppressing Zhao Yang's momentum.

When everyone saw this, they felt that Liu Tie was very powerful. They thought that Zhao Yang was doomed this time.

However, what happened next surprised everyone.

After kicking his face out, Liu Tie's whole body suddenly flew backward.

He saw Liu Tie's body heavily fall into the crowd of spectators, causing a large number of people to fall backwards.

For a moment, the entire training hall was in chaos as cries of pain resounded throughout the training hall.

"What, what happened?" One of the reporters held onto a camera and was stunned.

"Did you see that? What happened just now? "

"I don't know either. What is going on?"

No one present noticed how Zhao Yang attacked. They only saw Liu Tie's feet moving and Liu Tie's angry shouts. Other than that, they didn't see anything else.

At this moment, Zhao Yang was still in the same position as before, not moving at all.

Liu Tie climbed up from the ground with great difficulty. Just when he was about to fight Zhao Yang with his life on the line, he suddenly felt a sweetness in his throat and spat out a mouthful of blood. He then started to cough.

Oh my god! The power of one move was that terrifying!

Stunned!

He was stunned!

Unbelievable!

Everyone on the scene cast their eyes at Zhao Yang. Their eyes were filled with awe and shock. Liu Tie's cough was the only sound in the whole dojo.

At this time, Bald Nan stood up. He stared at Liu Tie and said with disdain, "You can't even take a single blow! Trash! I, Elder Brother Yang, have been lenient. That move that could be called the feet without shadow, he only used one layer of his power. If he only used three, you would have already gone to report to the King of Hell! "

This Bald Nan, he's really bragging too much. That kick of his just now took five layers of effort and only one layer was needed. But since he said that, Zhao Yang didn't want to break it.