"Presumptuous!" Su Yang said in a cold voice. He grabbed the warrior's neck and lifted him up with one hand. He said in a cold voice: "the shrimps and the crabs dare to talk wild."

The warrior caught by the neck immediately counterattacks, but his arms do not use strength, as if they are not his own.

Su Yang didn't have the heart to fight with a minion. He was stunned and threw it into a corner. He walked into the hall of the martial arts school.

As soon as you enter, you will see the martial arts arena, which is twice as large as the basketball court. There are hundreds of people sitting around the arena, most of whom are from the Longquan martial arts school. They are dressed in white martial arts clothes with four characters of Longquan martial arts school embroidered on their clothes. There are many people in different clothes standing around, it seems that they are not ordinary people.

In the middle of the martial arts arena, there is an old man with a solemn expression. His eyebrows are long and narrow, and his eyes are half closed. It is hard to hide the brilliance of his eyes. His momentum is frightening and he is not angry.

Su Yang sat by with the idea of watching the crowd, intending to see how powerful Taekwondo is, and also to see whether there are masters among the challengers.

Just as Su Yang looked around, Su Yang's eyes fell on the opposite side.

Bai Dongyang!

Although he was wearing a hat and a mask, Su Yang recognized it at a glance. He said in his heart, what is Bai Dongyang doing here?

Bai Dongyang's assistant stood up and yelled: "it's been three days in a row, but no one can beat master Park zhengshuo. My young master is very disappointed. In order to meet more experts, my young master announced that he will increase the bonus from 500000 to one million."

Su Yang snorts with disdain. It turns out that Bai Dongyang is the boss of the Dragon boxing martial arts school. The so-called master Park zhengshuo should be the dignified old man sitting in the middle of the martial arts arena.

As for why Bai Dongyang wanted to offer a reward to find a master, Su Yang had already guessed it. A trace of disdain flashed on his face, and he said in his heart: it's only half a million. How can it attract a master? Raising the final accounts to one million won't have much effect.

Even if you're a junior warrior at Huang level, you can get a job as a bodyguard, and your annual salary is more than that.

Park Cheng Shuo gave out a continuous hum, stood up slowly, and said in a not very fluent Z: "down from the H country's Taekwondo master, park Cheng Shuo, not long ago became the master of dragon boxing martial arts school. In the past three days, I met many Chinese martial arts, without exception, all of them were defeated by me."

"The strongest can't make it through 20 moves in my hand, which makes me very disappointed. Are all the Chinese experts so bad?" When saying this, park zhengshuo's mouth flashed strong pride and pride.

Hearing this, some of the warriors around them were angry and glared, but few of them dared to step forward. Although they were very angry, they didn't lose their sense.

Just now, a master challenged Park zhengshuo. In less than ten moves, park zhengshuo broke his ribs with one kick. Now he has been sent to the hospital and has to stay in bed for at least a month.

Seeing that there was no one to fight, Bai Dongyang frowned and whispered to his assistant, "increase the amount to 2 million."

The assistant nodded, then stood up and announced in a loud voice: "who can defeat master Park zhengshuo? The reward is two million, and the cash will be paid on the spot."

Still no one to fight, park zhengshuo more proud, scornful glanced at everyone, said: "before I came to China, I heard that there are many schools of Chinese martial arts, experts, let me very excited, unfortunately, I your performance let me down."