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Chapter 15

The two of them walked side by side.

Su Hong and Song Fei walked side by side.

Soon they came to a spacious and bright martial arts training room.

Su Hong looked at it and saw that it was at least more than 200 square meters in size. The walls were covered with mirrors so that the martial artists practicing martial arts could observe themselves at all times.

At this time, there were already more than a dozen martial artists waiting in the martial arts training room.

As soon as they saw Song Fei.

They smiled and greeted him.

"Song Fei, you are late!"

"What do you mean, you haven't finished teaching yet?"

Song Fei's eyes widened.

"It hasn't started yet. I mean, you didn't come for the past few days. Today is the last day of teaching C-level gunmanship."

Song Fei was stunned.

"I should have known not to go out to play a few days ago, damn!"

"If I had started from the first day, I might have already entered the door!"

Song Fei regretted beating his chest and stamping his feet.

When he finished speaking.

But the warriors were silent for a while.

"What's wrong?"

Song Fei asked in confusion.

"Don't mention it, the warrior who teaches the spear is called Jiang Ming, a third-level warrior. It seems that he owed a favor to the owner of the hall in his early years. This time he came to teach reluctantly. He didn't teach seriously at all. He just practiced a few times and left without even giving any pointers."

The warriors smiled bitterly.

"We have been studying for six days, and no one has been able to enter the door."

"By the way, this is..."

The warriors looked at Su Hong with some confusion in their eyes.

"This is my buddy. I pulled him over to learn together. It shouldn't be a problem to have more people, right?"

Song Fei smiled.

"It doesn't matter. It's such a big place anyway, so it's fine if there are more people."

"Yeah, brother, don't be restrained, let's practice together!"

The martial artists said with a smile.

The atmosphere in this martial arts hall is quite good.

Su Hong smiled and responded, "Thank you."

"Haha, you're welcome. Although we haven't entered the martial arts hall yet, we have studied for so many days. If you have any questions later, just ask us."

"Yeah, although this martial artist didn't teach seriously, it's C-level gunmanship after all. It's always good to learn a little bit..."

He didn't finish his words.

Bang.

The door was pushed open.

A disheveled young man with bloodstained clothes walked in, holding on to the wall.

Although he looked disheveled, he had a proud expression on his face.

"My teacher didn't teach well? If you have poor comprehension, then you have poor comprehension. Why are you still looking for excuses here!"

As soon as these words came out, all the martial artists frowned.

Only Su Hong's eyes showed a hint of surprise.

"Who is this? You are so pretentious."

Song Fei asked the nearest warrior in a low voice.

"This man is called Li Ming! He is the apprentice of the warrior who teaches spearmanship. He usually pretends to be very pretentious and looks down on the warriors of Xingcheng."

"What are you whispering about!" Li Ming said in a low voice.

"None of your business!"

A warrior responded coldly.

Li Ming sneered and said disdainfully: "That's all you can do."

This attitude angered a group of warriors.

Someone sneered: "You have a lot of potential, you have a lot of potential, why are you beaten so badly, like a dead dog!"

This remark touched Li Ming's sore spot.

His face turned livid in an instant, and he stared at the warrior who spoke for a while, wishing to teach him a lesson immediately.

But considering his own injuries, Li Ming could only snort in hatred and walk to the second floor of the martial arts hall.

At the same time

On the second floor of the martial arts hall, in a room.

Jiang Ming stood by the bed with his hands behind his back, looking down at Xingcheng.

"Teacher, Li Ming seems to have run away again."

A burly young man came over and said respectfully.

"This kid."

Jiang Ming frowned and taught him a lesson.

"I came from Yangcheng this time to bring you two to challenge the talented warriors in Xingcheng High School!"

"Instead of fighting in some underground boxing match, this kind of thing that can't be put on the table is a complete waste of time!"

Jiang Ming was a little dissatisfied.

Although Li Ming is a quasi-martial artist, he not only learned his gun skills, but also mastered the same C-level Thunder Fist.

With this strength, fighting in an underground boxing match is just to bully the weak!

"Li Yan, go out and bring this kid back to me, I want to teach him a lesson!"

"Yes."

Li Yan responded and walked towards the door.

Just then.

The door suddenly opened.

Li Ming walked in with an embarrassed look on his face.

"Teacher, Senior Brother..."

Hmm! ?

Seeing Li Ming like this.

Jiang Ming

and Li Yan's eyes widened.

"What's going on?"

Jiang Ming frowned, "You challenged a first-level warrior again?"

"No...no..."

Li Ming was a little embarrassed and didn't want to say it.

But seeing the teacher staring at him.

He could only bite the bullet and tell the whole story.

When he finished.

Li Yan stared, looking like he had seen a ghost.

"Martial apprentice, nine rings of Thunder Fist!?"

Li Yan couldn't believe it.

Jiang Ming frowned: "How could such a genius go to fight in an underground boxing match? Are you sure you are not lying?"

"Teacher, I swear I am not lying."

Jiang Ming was speechless now.

He found a warrior who had been immersed in Thunder Fist for many years to teach his two apprentices the Thunder Fist.

It took three months for Li Ming to reach the mastery level.

Li Yan was a first-level warrior, and he learned faster and reached the subtle level.

Just like that, the martial artist who was fighting with him was already sighing at the genius of the two.

But now.

A martial artist mastered the perfect level of Thunder Fist.

This made him hard to accept for a while.

Seeing Li Ming being beaten, his confidence was almost gone.

Jiang Ming suppressed his shock and comforted him.

"Don't compete with this kind of evil genius. Just heal your wounds honestly. When you are well, go with Li Yan to challenge the martial artists of Xingcheng High School."

"No matter whether others are geniuses or not, you have to focus on yourself. It will only be useful if you become stronger!"

"All this starts with defeating the martial artists of Xingcheng High School, and treating them as a stepping stone towards the future of martial arts..."

After such comfort.

Li Ming rekindled his confidence.

"Yes!"

He nodded heavily.

He swore in his heart.

In the future, he must become stronger, and then find this martial artist today to avenge his previous shame!

All this starts with defeating the warriors of Xingcheng High School!

"When are we going to challenge the warriors of Xingcheng High School?"

At this time, Li Yan looked at the injured Li Ming and asked.

Jiang Ming thought for a while and said, "It will take at least a few days for Li Ming to recover from his injury. Let's do it at the end of the month."

"The end of the month?" Li Yan hesitated.

"I remember that Xingcheng High School will have a monthly exam at the end of the month..."

Before he finished speaking, Li Ming, who had rekindled his confidence, interrupted him.

"Brother, isn't this just right?"

Li Ming clenched his fists, with ambition burning in his eyes.

"Since it's a monthly exam, those talented warriors of Xingcheng High School will appear, so we'll choose that day to go!"

Hearing this, Li Yan nodded.

"Which one should we start with?"

Li Ming smiled confidently: "If we want to fight, we'll fight the strongest one, and go directly to Xingcheng No. 1 High School!"

"Okay!" Li Yan was infected by Li Ming's confidence and nodded heavily.

Seeing his two disciples regain their spirits, Jiang Ming nodded with satisfaction.

"In the next few days, prepare well and don't go out."