"Ah! "Ah! ""ah! "
The members of the martial arts hall fell to the ground, screaming.
One of the young men, who was tall and muscular, screamed the most miserably because he was injured the most, with his chest collapsed and at least two ribs broken. It was a serious injury that was almost fatal. This is naturally not a coincidence, but Su Jing's special care, because this young man is Feng Feng, the bad young man who pestered Su Ya. Su Jing has already restrained himself without punching him to death.
Seeing that no one came up to challenge again, Su Jing put down Wu Long. Wu Long coughed a few times, but he was not angry because of being beaten. Instead, he bowed excitedly and said: "Great... Hero, please accept me as your disciple." Bar."
Wu Long hired a Chinese martial arts coach and visited many Chinese martial arts masters. Those people were indeed very good, but there was a certain gap between them and the masters he imagined. The strength Su Jing just showed was completely beyond imagination. Only then He is a true master of martial arts.
Seeing that Wu Long wanted to become his disciple, all the younger brothers were startled, but then they felt relieved. This was indeed in line with the eldest brother's character of worshiping martial arts. It was not a shame to become a disciple of such a master. Besides, the two sides were just fighting. We had a fight, and there was no deep hatred.
"Yes, hero, accept us as your disciples." All the younger brothers got up and agreed, all of them knew how to adapt to the situation. If they learned this skill from this hero, wouldn't they be mighty and domineering when they went out to hang out
"Go away." Wu Long scolded and kicked away the younger brother who was surrounding him. Are you kidding? How could a hero just accept so many disciples casually? So many people are bothering him. If they bother him, he will What if no one accepts it
"I don't accept disciples." Su Jing's face looked a little strange. This Wulong was slapped by him, but he didn't even get angry, and he looked fawning. Was he a masochist or something like that
"My hero, don't say that. I heard that masters are very strict when recruiting disciples, but I think I have a good foundation. If you want to test your character, it's no problem. You can ask me to boil tea, pour water, work as a cow or a horse in the beginning." Wu Long said expectantly.
"Sure enough, she has masochistic tendencies." Su Jing shook her head, thinking that it was a pity that she was an uncle, not a beautiful woman.
Wei Yuan and Xu An, who were under the ring, also looked strange. Before they came, they never expected such a result. They would have informed Su Jing earlier. It turned out that things could be so simple.
"Ah!" Feng Feng saw everyone getting up and wanted to get up too, but was so painful that he almost fainted. His shrill cry attracted the attention of Wu Long and others. Wu Long took people over to check. I saw a punch mark on the side of Feng Feng's left chest, and half of his sternum collapsed. You can imagine how terrifying this punch was. This made everyone feel chills on their backs and break into cold sweats. The hero must have held back just now. If every punch was so heavy, then they would suffer.
"Send him to the hospital quickly." Wu Long said. Although Feng Feng was just a younger brother who was introduced by his younger brother, he was following him after all, so he naturally didn't want anything to happen to him.
"Wait a minute." Su Jing said, making everyone stop. Su Jing jumped off the ring and said, "Until now, you probably still don't know why I came to your martial arts gym to compete, right?"
"Hero, we are not celebrating the festival, are we?" Wu Long's heart skipped a beat, but he forgot about it. This hero is so powerful that torturing them is as easy as torturing a three-year-old child. He is not here to compete at all. They are not enough. Qualifications for competition. In other words, what kind of grudge does the hero have when he comes to kick the gym? But don’t do it. How can you become a disciple like this
"The thing is very simple. This guy is pestering my sister with evil intentions." Su Jing pointed at Feng Feng.
"So that's what it is... Have you eaten the guts of a bear's heart and a leopard's guts? You're going to get me into trouble." Wu Long was stunned for a moment, then slapped Feng Feng on the face, pulling out one of Feng Feng's big teeth. Everyone suddenly realized that this was what the hero was doing. No wonder Feng Feng received a particularly hard punch. But Feng Feng is a real guy. As old people, they don't want to cause trouble casually. This guy dares to try to attack such a master sister. Can his eyes be brighter and can he pick on the weak
"Hero, brother, I was wrong. I couldn't see Mount Tai. I will never dare to approach Su Ya again. Please forgive me." Feng Feng cried, with runny nose and tears. It hurt, and he was slapped so hard that he almost fainted from the pain, but after glancing at Wei Yuan and Xu An, he couldn't help but understand that this hero was Su Ya's brother.
Feng Feng felt aggrieved. Hero, if you have anything to say, please tell me not to get close to Su Ya. I will listen to you. Why did you kick the gym as soon as you get up? While beating the entire martial arts gym members to the ground, you will also cripple yourself. Of course, at this moment, he naturally did not dare to blame Su Jing. He could only blame himself for being blind and kicking the iron plate.
"Let me tell you, be reasonable and he will listen." Su Jing turned to Wei Yuan and Xu An and said.
"..." Wei Yuan and Xu An wanted to roll their eyes. How can they not listen to someone beaten like this? Feng Feng suddenly felt not only chest pain, but also liver pain and stomach pain. He cried even harder. Hero, if you don't do this, are you being reasonable
"You are not allowed to get close to the hero's sister in the future, do you understand?" Wu Long scolded.
"I understand, I understand, even if you give me a hundred courages, I won't dare." Feng Feng cried.
"Send him to the hospital." Wu Long said, and several martial arts members quickly sent Feng Feng to the hospital.
"Hero, have you considered what I just said, accepting me as your disciple?" Wu Long said expectantly again.
"Not interested. I said I won't accept disciples." Su Jing waved her hand and said, "However, I can do you a favor. When you made the move just now, I saw that your left hand was weak and your movements were half a minute slower. Is there anything wrong? Old wounds?”
"The hero has good eyesight. The old injuries caused by fighting when he was young cannot be healed no matter how much treatment he takes." Wu Long's eyes lit up, thinking that the hero's vision is different.
"I may be able to help you cure it, but I have a request. These two are my junior brothers. You can take care of me from now on." Su Jing said, pointing to Wei Yuan and Xu An. These two people are good to their sister and can Take care of them, take care of them, and taking care of them can also indirectly protect your sister from being disturbed by random people.
"Junior brother?" Wu Long didn't know where he was thinking, and his eyes suddenly lit up, "Since he is the hero's junior brother, he should take care of him."
"There is a bag of medicine here. You can put it on the injured area." Su Jing said, taking out a bag weighing one or two kilograms from her arms. It was a small bag of spirit stone slag kneaded into a mud ball. Of course, it was originally placed in the storage area. It's in the storage bag. It's just a show of reaching into your arms, but it's actually just taking it out of the storage bag. What was known so far was that Lingshi slag could treat arthritis and heal wounds. He wanted to try it to see if it had any effect on the pain caused by iron blows.
Wu Long's eyes were bright, and he didn't care what the bag of mud was. He took off his clothes and asked his men to help him wrap the bag of mud on his left shoulder. Then he quickly felt that his shoulder was slightly warm, and there was a very comfortable air flow. Circulation at the site of shoulder injury.