The manager came over with five or six people.

"This is our director, Ha Shengdong." The manager introduced the man next to him who was in his early thirties and had a cold expression.

He said to He Shengdong: "This is Miss Huang Zhen."

"Hello, Miss Huang Zhen." He Shengdong greeted with a smile. Lin Jixin immediately heard that this was exactly the voice that commented on Kung Fu just now.

He Shengdong's smile was very gentle, and Huang Zhen just nodded casually.

Originally, He Shengdong had the idea of ​​shaking hands, but when he saw Huang Zhen not moving, his raised hand immediately changed direction: "Card."

The manager quickly took out the VIP card and saved He Shengdong from embarrassment.

"I don't know that the distinguished guests are coming and I neglected to entertain you. I give this card to Miss Huang. Please don't be surprised."

Huang Zhen took it casually, and then the atmosphere became colder.

Seeing that these people didn't want to leave and didn't know what excuses to make, Lin Jixin couldn't help but feel funny.

He just heard their plans and wanted to bring Huang Zhen here to learn Taekwondo to expand his influence. Unexpectedly, Huang Zhen was not at all, and he didn't even mean to speak, which wasted their busy work - who said He Shengdong had no idea before?

"What skills were Miss Huang learning just now?" A disciple behind He Shengdong's eyes turned and suddenly spoke. This was a red belt of sixteen or seventeen years old.

Huang Zhen frowned at him dissatisfiedly, but he seemed to have never seen him and said straight down: "I am also a kung fu enthusiast..."

Hearing this, Lin Jixin already felt the other party’s plan and narrowed his eyes dangerously.

“…I don’t know if I can talk to your teacher.”

He turned to Lin Jixin: "Do you think it's OK?"

It's indeed a rhythm of dying!

This kid is really simple in his mind. He thinks that if he defeats him, Huang Zhen will turn to Taekwondo's arms? Lin Jixin snorted coldly in his heart. Even if there is such a possibility, he has to weigh his own weight.

Huang Zhen and Yan Qian also understood what this person meant and couldn't help but show funny expressions.

Holding back the laughter, Huang Zhen said to Lin Jixin: "Let's forget it."

She was afraid that Lin Jixin would not take any serious actions.

Although he didn't understand what was going on, the red belt still felt the implicit contempt. He was at the most impulsive age and suddenly felt unable to stand it. He strode through the center of the venue and saluted Lin Jixin: "Please give me advice."

He Shengdong also felt that it was inappropriate before and wanted to stop it, but before he could speak, the disciple stood in the middle of the venue. He was worried that he would feel that he was afraid that the disciples he taught would not be as good as others, so he hesitated and did not speak again.

Since he didn't speak, no one else would stop him. Everyone looked at Lin Jixin standing by the side of the venue.

Do you really want to treat me as a soft persimmon? Lin Jixin smiled and walked to the middle of the venue: "Come on."

Front kick, side kick, jump kick... This red belt is still a bit powerful, and it hits a few times like lightning, but what surprised everyone was that Lin Ji's new moves were exactly the same as what he used, like a negotiated performance, and he played at the same time, and he kept his feet closed. The ping-pong sound was endless, and the beating was very beautiful.

Then the red belt's face turned pale - he didn't have the strong physique as strong as Lin Jixin.

Lin Jixin is not a broad-minded person. Although it is difficult to deal with him in full view of everyone, it is certain to give him some color.

With a limp, the red belt was gritting its teeth and insisting on getting on.

"Stop," Kasuodong stood up to stop him, "This gentleman is a master, don't be ugly."

He turned to Lin Jixin: "I don't know if I have the honor to ask this gentleman for advice."

He was kind enough to say that others had already stepped forward, obviously determined to find the place for their disciples and not give Lin Jixin the chance to refuse.

"You guys are too much." Before Lin Jixin could speak, Huang Zhen was already angry.

Although she has seen Lin Jixin's methods, she is an adult black belt master after all, so how can she not worry?

Lin Jixin waved her hand and told her not to say anything. If he didn't respond, these people would definitely not give up easily. In the end, something might happen. It would be better to kill the trouble directly at the beginning. Of course, there is another more important point, he was unhappy.

"please."

The two of them said politely and the battle began.

He Shengdong shouted softly and rushed towards Lin Jixin with a fierce momentum.

He Shengdong is bullying Lin Jixin's youth and wants to suppress him first in terms of momentum.

Unexpectedly, Lin Jixin was unmoved and looked at him approaching with a calm expression, so he could only kick forward.

Lin Jixin stretched out his right hand, held and kicked it into the air.

"Look at how I did it." Lin Jixin said after taking the time to glance at Huang Zhen.

He Shengdong's face suddenly turned ashen, and he settled down, and followed a powerful and heavy kick. If he still kept his strength in the last move, he used up ten percent of his strength this time, and his whole leg came in the air like a whip, causing a sharp whistling.

"Pay attention to the opponent's center of gravity, judge the center of gravity before taking action." Lin Jixin pulled his right hand to the side, and He Shengdong kicked into the air again.

Next, He Shengdong was angry and angry, one move faster and one move more and more. Every time it caused a howling wind. Lin Jixin's feet were still moving, but he waved his right hand. He Shengdong's attack was like a water flow hitting a huge rock, roaring like thunder, but finally slid to the side helplessly.

What made him feel even more humiliated was Lin Jixin's attitude. From beginning to end, Lin Jixin was in a hurry to ease Huang Zhen's words, and used it as his ready-made textbook to teach Huang Zhen's on-site learning - in front of so many students, it was equivalent to putting his face on the ground.

"Do you just avoid like a coward?" When Lin Jixin turned his head and talked to Huang Zhen again, He Shengdong roared and jumped up high, and fled hard.

I have to say that there is a reason why he can become a master of black belt in Taekwondo. Even in this state of rage, he still preserves his rationality, and uses provocation to stimulate Lin Jixin to take on this trick that should never be taken in a head-on way.

Then, he found that as he said, Lin Jixin suddenly turned around and reached out to grab his right leg that he kicked out.

This is your own death! He was overjoyed.

In his opinion, even if Lin Jixin is strong in other aspects, he is still an underdeveloped student, and his strength is definitely not as good as him who has been training for many years. Since he has been aggressive, he has to use a short attack to make a long shot, this is his best chance to turn the tables.

He squeezed out a little more force and really used all the energy to feed himself.

Then, when his legs and hands touched each other, he found that his legs seemed to kick on a mountain. He stopped in the air and his legs were so painful that they almost broke. His happy smile froze on his face.

"Give you a move." Lin Jixin looked at him coldly, raised his fist and swung it out.

He Shengdong was shocked and his arms were crossed in front of him.

As Lin Jixin's fist, which was smaller than that, collided with his arms, a muffled "bang" sounded in the air. The sound was not loud, but everyone's heart suddenly shrank like a needle prick, and his head and face swelled in waves, as if something terrible exploded quietly in the air, pressing blood into the head door involuntarily, making it difficult for him to breathe.

He Shengdong, who took this move, turned into a ball of black shadows and flew towards the door, banging a big hole in the door, and disappeared behind the door.

His disciples were immediately infuriated. They ran outside to see the teacher's situation alone, while others surrounded him. No matter whether they could beat him or not, at least their bloodiness would not be underestimated.

"Stop!" Seeing that the situation was about to break out, He Shengdong walked in with a limp.

"Teacher, are you okay?" Several students were overjoyed.

Without an answer, He Shengdong looked at Lin Jixin: "Thank you for your mercy."

With the force Lin Jixin put in just now, if it weren't for his yang force that swung his fist into the yin force that was thrown out, He Shengdong wouldn't have had the chance to stand up and speak in his life.

However, the fact that He Shengdong was able to admit defeat so quickly and neatly was Lin Jixin's expectation, and this open and honest behavior also made him feel less disgusted with him.

Waving his hand, he was too lazy to deal with these people anymore, and walked out the door.

Under the constraints of He Shengdong, although these students still looked angrily, they honestly gave up a passage.

Huang Zhen and Yan Qian quickly followed.

"I'm sorry." Huang Zhen quickly chased him.

"You are right," he smiled indifferently, "and those people are at a disadvantage, don't worry about my discomfort."

It was already late at this time, and I had to teach again next time. With Huang Zhen's insistence, the three of them had dinner together before they separated.

Lin Jixin walked towards the new residence, and along the way, the police who were destined to have no gains could not see it, just as he expected.

After buying a supper, he came to the basement.

Entering the space crack, he was surprised to see Yue Bing lying in front of his feet, half of his body charred.

He was shocked and hurried forward. Fortunately, although his breathing was weak, he was still alive.

But he could hurt Yue Bing, who ignited the "El Seven Fire", so much - he quickly looked around.

There were a lot of bones on the ground than before. Looking at them scattered all over the ground, you can imagine that you had experienced a very strong battle before.

Without looking closely, he looked down at Yue Bing's wound. The charred wound was covered with a layer of black and gray air-like objects, which was the main reason why Yue Bing could not heal himself.

Now his strength no longer needs to use blood to enhance the treatment effect. He determined Yue Bing's injury cause. He murmured softly. As the air fluctuated silently, he emitting a light green light from the palm of his right hand hanging on Yue Bing's body. The light became more and more powerful, covering Yue Bing's entire body under the light. As the light shone, a low sound of Yue Bing's half-calorized body sounded, as if the sound of water pouring on the red iron plate. Then a stream of light black smoke rose from the wound, reunited above the range of light, and slowly turned into the shape of a black beast skull.

When the black skull finally took shape, it suddenly thrust towards Lin Jixin with spiritual fangs and claws. Lin Jixin slapped it and was wiped out. It was indeed the first-level magic of the undead system, "Soul-Devouring Bone Fire".

As the damage effect of this spell was dispelled, Yue Bing's wound healed quickly and the person woke up.

"Thank you for saving me again," said Yue Bing.

Lin Jixin asked: "What's going on?"

"I don't know either," Yue Bing looked puzzled, "I'm moving here as you said. It suddenly came over with a few dog-headed skeletons to attack me."

"It?" Lin Jixin didn't understand.

"Oh," Yue Bing quickly added, "It's a special dog-headed skeleton, as if it's the leader."

Speaking of this, something suddenly rang out, and she touched something from under her backhand: "You said you should keep everything that can shine. I saw one."

Looking at the top of her hand, a skeleton beast head and a bone staff of about one meter long, Lin Jixin felt like he was hit by a pie falling from the sky.
Chapter completed!