I Have a Luck Altar

The contestant in the arena was Guo Xu, Zhao Nanshan's eldest disciple, who was trained in blood refining. His opponent was named Ye, who was a very strong martial artist in Changming Boxing Gym, the largest martial arts gym in Ping'an County.

With Changming fist, Guo Xu retreated steadily, his footsteps staggered, he only had the power to resist, but not to fight back.

The disciples in the Sanhe Boxing Gym looked nervous and stared at Guo Xu closely, for fear that he would lose. They have already lost three games in a row. If they lose again, the Sanhe Boxing Gym will really have to leave Ping An County!

But compared to the nervousness of his disciples, Zhao Nanshan, the true master of the boxing gym, spent his leisure time drinking spiritual tea, as if he didn't care about winning or losing.

There were three people sitting beside Zhao Nanshan, an old man in white clothes, and two middle-aged strong men with smiles on their faces. They are the helmsmen of the other three major martial arts halls in Ping'an County.

Brother Zhao, it's not that I'm unkind, but that Ping'an County is too small to accommodate four martial arts halls. The old man in white stroked his gray beard and chuckled.

The two strong men beside him echoed:

Yeah, it would be fine if it was in previous years, but now that the drought in Qingzhou is getting worse, our martial arts school can't accept many disciples.

Zhao Nanshan's face remained unchanged, and he put down his teacup:

I can understand some of you. The law of the jungle is justified. The Sanhe Boxing Gym is no match for you guys. It's reasonable to give in, but even though I say that, I'm not reconciled.

Oh? Then what does Senior Zhao want?

There was some sarcasm in the strong Chinese beside him, and he added some emphasis on the word 'old'.

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a muffled grunt, and the martial artist surnamed Ye punched Guo Xu's chest with a powerful force, knocking him back a few steps.

Before Guo Xu could react, the martial artist bullied him again, jumped up with his strength, kicked Guo Xu several meters away, and rolled on the ground a few times.

And he was also beaten out of the white line that had been drawn by this force, which also meant that Guo Xu lost.

Sanhe Boxing Gym, four fights and four defeats!

Big brother.

Brother Guo

A group of disciples from the Sanhe Boxing Gym stepped forward to help Guo Xu up. Guo Xu glanced at Zhao Nanshan, wiped the blood overflowing from the corner of his mouth, and lowered his head in shame.

And Master Ye in the punch was a little proud and cupped his hands at the people around him.

Concession.

Best, that Master Ye put his eyes on Guo Xu and said sarcastically.

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The disciples beside Guo Xu wanted to rush up, but were stopped by Guo Xu.

Now we can't do bad things anymore, everything can only be determined by the master. Guo Xu said in a low voice.

When he first entered the Sanhe boxing gym, it was because of Zhao Nanshan's showing that he admired him, but at the same time, he also knew that his master was old, and he was afraid of being young in his boxing, so he had actually lost most of his confidence.

Just to comfort the brothers and sisters.

Senior Zhao, Sanhe Boxing Gym has lost four battles, and now you are the only one left. Do you want to continue the competition? One of the strong men in yellow robes stared at Zhao Nanshan.

Senior Zhao is getting old. If we admit defeat, we won't push each other hard. We just need to quit Ping'an County within seven days. Another person echoed.

Brother Zhao, how do you think? the old man in white asked.

Zhao Nanshan chuckled lightly:

I haven't done anything with this old bone for more than ten years. If I just retreat like this, this martial arts gym will not be able to continue in the future. Forget it, I will let the old man learn a few brilliant moves.

He stood up, and the aura on his body began to change gradually, but he secretly scolded Chen Yuan for being dishonest and wasting his family's Liuhe sword technique for nothing.

If there is a chance, I must give that kid a hand.

The middle-aged strong man in the yellow robe stood up and took off his clothes, revealing a strong body, and said in a low voice:

Okay, since Senior Zhao is so interested, Sun will try Senior Zhao's method first.

Brother Sun, Senior Zhao is getting old, you have to give way a little bit, you will be in trouble if you get killed. Another middle-aged man raised his voice.

It's nothing to worry about, I've already signed the certificate of life and death anyway!

Zhao Nanshan took a step with his hands behind his back expressionlessly. If you don't look carefully, it's hard to see that his originally hunched back is now straighter.

Xiao gathered so many people, why, do you want to rebel?

Suddenly, a faint voice resounded in everyone's ears.

Several martial arts disciples who were onlookers turned their heads one after another, and then saw dozens of yamen servants following a young-looking man calmly.

There was a faint murderous aura exuding from his body, and those disciples unconsciously moved out of the way.

Chen Yuan looked indifferent, walked to the circle drawn by the white line with a long knife in his waist and hips, glanced at Zhao Nanshan, and said:

Senior Zhao, Mr. Chen is a bit late.

Just right, it's not too late. Zhao Nanshan nodded, and said in his heart:

This young man is trustworthy, and he is a good seedling. It is impossible to say that the enmity of Longhumen in the future must be placed on him.

I completely forgot how I discussed Chen Yuan's distrust before.

Seeing that the person in front of him seemed to be very familiar with Zhao Nanshan, the old man in white looked at each other with the helmsmen of the other two families, and there was a trace of solemnity in his eyes.

I looked Chen Yuan up and down, but I couldn't recognize who this person was.

But it must be extraordinary to be able to bring so many yamen servants, and the clothes on his body are not the clothes worn by ordinary yamen servants.

Suddenly, one of the strong men's pupils shrank deeply, as if thinking of something, he cupped his hands at Chen Yuan and asked:

Is this lord's surname Chen?

That's right, my surname is indeed Chen. Chen Yuan nodded slightly.

He continued to ask: But the new chief arrester, Mr. Chen Yuan?

Chen Yuan raised his eyebrows slightly:

Have you heard my story?

Chen Butou's name has already been spread throughout Ping'an County, and I'm sure it's like thunder,

Really, if you don't tell me, I don't even know I'm so good? Chen Yuan cast a glance at him.

The strong man laughed dryly and continued:

I don't know who Master Chen is here for?

Isn't it already obvious? This arrest is here to stand up for the Sanhe Boxing Gym.

Master Chen, this is a private matter of my four martial arts schools. I have already signed a life and death certificate, and even the yamen can't control it. Another strong man in yellow robes beside the old man in white said in a muffled voice.

What are you, how dare you interrupt when this arrester is speaking! Chen Yuan gave the strong man a cold look.

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The strong man was furious, clenched his fists tightly, and made a clicking sound, but took a deep breath, and finally held back the breath, attacking the head of the county government in broad daylight is not a small crime!

Master Chen, Xu Changming, the old man, has a little reputation in Ping'an County, can you allow me to say something?

The old man in white took a step forward.

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