C23 Kicking House

Facing Ding Lei's inquiry, Shen Nantang laughed bitterly: "Right now, it's popular to learn fighting techniques, Taekwondo and karate, where would everyone be interested in the Little Flood Fist?"

"Little Hong Fist, in fact, you are such a small character, it's hard for people who don't know martial arts to accept that. I would rather learn the Great Flood Fist than learn your Little Hong Fist," Yuan Yueying's interjection caused Shen Nantang to roll his eyes, why is it that such an ugly woman could defeat him?

How would the head know? Yuan Yueying was a genius in business. The majority of her assets were all under the control of a woman, so she stayed away from most of the businesses in the clan and only focused on her longevity. At the same time, Yuan Baocheng was not interested in businesses other than pharmacies.

Looking at Shen Nantang's expression, Yuan Yueying suddenly remembered that with her identity as someone who had been demoted, she didn't have the qualifications to speak at this kind of place. Combined with her current appearance, it was easy for her to be associated with someone ridiculing her.

Ding Lei casually said: "She wants to buy this shop, and also paid for it. Actually, it's better if you talk to her than me."

The man's words made Shen Nantang have a whole new level of respect for the ugly woman. However, after looking at Yuan Yueying's ugly face, he became afraid and said bitterly: "I better talk to you."

Yuan Yueying laughed, Ding Lei also laughed, and the woman laughed: "Head, you're even a martial arts practitioner, how come you don't have that much guts?"

After being provoked by Yuan Yueying, Shen Nantang stuck out his chest and said: "Alright, I'll talk to you."

"Fine, based on your words, I'll pay you an extra million," Yuan Yueying said straightforwardly. Ding Lei grinned: "How can we negotiate, we can just directly pay."

Now that the atmosphere in the room had become harmonious, Chen Yuxin sat at the side and muttered to himself: "Yuan Yueying sure is good at speaking! With just a few words, the ugly woman has left the head with an extremely good impression. "

At this time, he thought of the woman's nickname, "Zhong Wuyan". It was a perfect match, her looks were ugly, and her intelligence was extraordinary. Furthermore, Ding Lei had still promised to treat the birthmark on the woman's face. Thinking about Yuan Yueying's outstanding figure in the future, Chen Yuxin felt both envy and jealousy.

Very soon, she began to laugh. Why would she envy a woman who was so ugly?

Just as Chen Yuxin was lost in thought, the door of the dojo was suddenly smashed open by someone. A dozen people walked in, led by a small goatee and clogs. She laughed and said, "I heard that your master can't continue working here anymore. I came here to buy this dojo, is five hundred thousand possible?" If you are not satisfied with the price, we will see the real seal on your fist. "

Yuan Yueying frowned, her bid was 12 million, where did this rash fellow come from? Five hundred thousand, she wanted to buy the dojo! Turning her head to take a look, the woman frowned and said, "Japanese."

"I'm afraid not, Traitor," Ding Lei said as she furrowed her brows.

Traitor, the name that the citizens of the War of Resistance Against Japan used to refer to the Korean peninsula as the Japanese Army was now used to refer to foreigners.

In other words, those who barged in were Chinese and dressed up as Japanese.

"Damn it!" Shen Nantang stood up and said: "The few of you should rest for a while, I'll go meet this person."

"Uh, be careful Master, I think this person's skills aren't low," Ding Lei warned.

"My martial arts aren't low, and I can't be a turtle in its shell either," Shen Nantang said as he strode out. Ding Lei shook his head and followed him out. Xiao Bai, who was sitting on the stairs with his legs crossed, revealed his teeth and grinded his lips, not moving at all.

A student stopped him and asked, "What are you guys doing?" If our dojo wants to sell it, it's not something you can afford. "

The goatee wearing wooden clogs laughed out loud: "Little brother, since Nantang Dojo is going to close soon, what are you all still doing here? "Why don't you go to my Shilang Martial Arts School and learn Taekwondo?"

"Shi Lang Martial Club!" A few of the students exclaimed in surprise. It seemed that this dojo had quite the reputation!

Shen Nantang's eyes burned with anger: Deng Shilang, don't be so shameless. I haven't even closed my dojo, and you already ran over to pull me!

"Can't I?" Deng Shilang stretched out his hand, flicked his thumb out, and said: "I'm here to challenge you! This shouldn't be a problem, right? Once we finish the match, the students will naturally choose between the good trees. "

"Hush, your mother's son of a bitch!" Originally, he was in a bad mood after selling the dojo that had been operated by him for many years. However, after hearing Deng Shilang's aggressive words, he became even more furious.

Deng Shilang laughed out loud, and said: Why would Master Shen be angry? We are only discussing a plan. Since your dojo is closed, how can we not split up your students? Do you want them to give up halfway? "

"I don't need you to care about my matters!" Shen Nantang said angrily.

"Martial arts are not about showing off one's strength and fighting skills. A person like you who is infuriated is not something that a martial arts practitioner should have!"

"Your mother my ass!" Ding Lei's brows tightly knitted together. This head is truly a boorish person. With such a strong anger, how will he be able to fight with him?

Sure enough, Deng Shilang felt that he was almost done with his work, his face darkened as he said: "Master Shen, let's talk about everything else, we shall see the real deal from now on."

"Alright, I'll let you see what is called Little Flood Fist."

"Little Flood Fist, it seems to be weaker than Great Flood Fist," Deng Shilang stretched his arm forward, but it was not the starting position of Taekwondo. Shen Nantang was so angry that he shouted loudly, and rushed forward with all his might!

Ding Lei shook his head. Before he had even fought, he had lost a round, so this Master Shen was a little too scheming.

Shen Nantang used the movement of Little Flood Fist while Deng Shilang used Form and Will Fist. When he struck out, it was standard Taekwondo, was filled with the aura of tigers and tigers, and his movements were extremely fierce and fierce.

"Didn't I already say it? How could you, with your little Hong Fist skill, be a match for me in the Taekwondo arena? Do you see that? If I take a step forward, you will definitely retreat two steps," Deng Shilang punched with all his might, the wind in his punches raged, causing Shen Nantang to advance instead of retreat. With a loud bang, both of their arms collided, causing Ding Lei's face to turn ugly. Was Master Shen careless? He was completely disrupted by his opponent's provocation.

Yuan Yueying asked in a low voice: "I say, little brother, who do you think will win?"

"Traitor, after all, your skills are better than mine, and you're good at using trickery."

Yuan Yueying joked: "Then do you have a way to make this Master Shen win?"

"Gamble? How should we gamble?" Sis, are you scheming with me? They were clearly afraid that Xiao Bai would make a move and reveal your trump card, which was why they used this gamble to tempt me. "

Yuan Yueying couldn't help but laugh out loud, and asked: "Does Big Sis have the ability to back it up now?"

Ding Lei laughed sinisterly, and said: "If you take off all your clothes and put on a mask, you will have the capital."

The woman's expression froze as she said with a smile, "In that case, I don't feel like you're in the mood anymore. However, since I will become beautiful in a few days, it would be good to give it a try before I start looking beautiful. "

"Try it?" Ding Lei's heart suddenly skipped a beat and his eyes went straight to the point. Yuan Yueying was annoyed and amused at the same time as she said angrily, "Stubborn bastard!"

Ding Lei laughed and said: "Since Big Sis has agreed, what else is there that I can't do?" His eyes looked towards the center of the arena. Shen Nantang, whose attacks were in disarray, was knocked over the ground by his opponent.

Ding Lei shouted loudly, "Brother Shen, be careful!"

He rushed towards Shen Nantang's back, using his shoulder to support the school head. Many people shot over, and Deng Shilang stared at Ding Lei with an even more vicious gaze. The brat stuck out his tongue, placed his palm on Shen Nantang's back, and lightly patted twice on his shoulder, and said: "Master, please don't be rash! This kid has to attack his lower body. "

A few of his acupoints simultaneously went numb, causing Shen Nantang's expression to change drastically. He turned his head and looked at Ding Lei in shock, his face revealing a look of disbelief.

Ding Lei smiled slightly, and said: "Brother Shen, be careful. This brat's lower body is unstable, your kung fu is extraordinary."

Shen Nantang was also confused, how did Ding Lei know that his legs were powerful? Furthermore, from the meaning behind his words, he didn't seem to have any ill intentions! The aura slightly circulated and the head couldn't help but to have a face full of surprise and joy!

His impetuous emotions were unexpectedly pacified, and his true qi flow increased by a large amount. With a stomp on his feet, Shen Nantang roared angrily at Deng Shilang: "Let's go again!"

Deng Shilang's gaze tensed up, he did not know why? Shen Nantang, who had been beaten into a mess by him just a moment ago, now gave him a threatening feeling. Initially, he thought he was seeing wrongly. Seeing Shen Nantang doing his best to charge over, he clenched his right fist tightly and suddenly threw out his left leg, causing Deng Shilang to perspire in shock. Was Shen Nantang not using his full strength in that fight?

"Bang bang." A series of sounds of impact rang out. Shen Nantang's kicks were exceptionally fast, giving people a clean and concise feeling. His sudden outburst of strength was like a ferocious tiger descending the mountain, a flood dragon swimming like water. It shocked everyone present!

"Shen Nantang, are you struggling in death? Hehe, even if you work hard, what use is it! The dojo is about to close "

"This Pussycat's paw drop isn't bad. It looks like you have some skill."

"Do you want to kick the ass? I didn't expect that the seemingly upright and proper Master Shen would know how to play dirty tricks! "

"..."

As Deng Shilang fought, he blabbered nonsense, trying to disrupt the opponent's tempo, causing Shen Nantang's mood to become restless.

A few minutes later, Deng Shilang started perspiring profusely. Not only did he not disturb Shen Nantang's mind, on the contrary, because he had spoken too much, his movements were slow.

As the battle between the two increased in intensity, Deng Shilang was no longer able to open his mouth and could only focus on dealing with Shen Nantang with all of his strength.

With just a single glance, Ding Lei shook his head. Shen Nantang's martial arts was way lower than Deng Shilang's, even if he had the absolute advantage, defeating Deng Shilang in one fell swoop was still a height that was hard to reach!

The Little Flood Fist was a basic boxing style of Shaolin Fist Technique. It was a compulsory training form of Shaolin Fist Technique for the first time in martial arts. It was known as the "Mother of Eighteen Fists".

This showed its importance. On the other hand, it also signified that this fist art was not an unfathomable and profound technique. It could be considered as one of the top battle techniques. No matter how skilled Shen Nantang was in the Dao, he was still a step away from becoming a true expert in martial arts.

After thinking it through, Ding Lei shook his head and said, "I say, this guy called Deng Shilang doesn't practice Taekwondo very well! Taekwondo pays attention to kicks, fists and kicks, you see his lower body unstable, right leg moving up and down, left leg moving, waist and eyes downward. "Haha, with his skills, as long as there's someone below his knee, those with the surname Deng will definitely lose."

Hearing Ding Lei's evaluation, Deng Shilang was shocked, where did this brat come from, does he not know the rules? Especially when he saw Shen Nantang attacking his lower body, he was even more enraged!