Chương 181: Chapter 178: 1 If you don't agree, do it

While everyone was waiting eagerly, the disciples of Songtao Gymnasium came out to maintain order on the scene, vacating a large space in the middle, and a middle-aged man wearing a white loose martial arts uniform with a black belt on his waist stepped forward to meet him.

"My dear Ronnie, thank you all for your hard work to watch my three-legged cat Kung Fu. The purpose of this martial arts performance is to remind everyone to keep fit. Since the appearance of weird people more than ten years ago, our lives have been seriously threatened. Although there is a hero's association, the shortage of heroes is a well-known thing, which leads to the fact that when weirdos invade the city, heroes may not be able to come to us to rescue us in the first time. Therefore, it is better to rely on ourselves. , If we have a strong body, why pin our hope of survival on others? This time I perform martial arts, I hope everyone can pay attention to their own practice, well, if afterwards everyone recognizes my skills and intends to learn If you are fighting martial arts, you can sign up to participate in our martial arts training class at Songtao Gymnasium. The next person, Ronnie, promises you a half-month fast, no worries about life, a year of success, protect your family and your country, and everyone can become a master of martial arts."

"..."

The king is speechless, what kind of martial arts is this, obviously it is to promote his own kung fu, by the way, to recruit the wronged disciples, half a month of quick martial arts? Do you hit mosquitoes after training?

In the opening game alone, he felt that Ronnie was unreliable, and he didn't think Ronnie would have the strength of an S-rank hero.

"Don't talk nonsense, please keep your eyes open, my martial arts performance is about to begin... on the props!!"

Ronnie roared loudly, and the disciples under his hand immediately understood, and they carried out some of the items that had been prepared, which were actually some iron plates about five centimeters thick.

"The first project, kick the iron plate before the fighting flow!"

Ronnie introduced the specific content of his martial arts aloud, and as he shouted, a disciple who also wore a loose white martial arts uniform stood up, holding an iron plate and standing sideways.

"Yo!!"

Under everyone's astonished eyes, Ronnie stared at the iron plate, screamed, and kicked out his right foot swiftly. The powerful force impacted on the iron plate. A crisp click came as expected, and the iron plate was kicked by Ronnie. Into two pieces.

"good!!"

"Master Ronnie is good work."

"Tsk tusk, Master Ronnie is worthy of being a master of nine-duan fighting flow."

The people watching around applauded.

King watched Ronnie's performance calmly, without any fluctuations in his heart, how good was he kicking the iron plate? A bunch of S-rank heroes had to laugh and lose their teeth. Just now, the **** prisoner broke through the nearly three-meter-thick wall of the stinking prison and escaped from the prison. How could Ronnie's strength be as good as an S-rank hero.

"Okay, great." The glasses applauded equally excitedly.

The girl in yellow said with a slight pride: "How is it? You're good at fighting, glasses, if you want to learn, I can teach you."

"Uh-huh."

His glasses nodded again and again, his physical fitness was good, but he hadn't learned any boxing martial arts, which made him unable to fully exert the strength in his body. If he could learn the fighting flow, his combat effectiveness would definitely increase even higher.

"Masked, do you want to learn?"

King smiled and shook his head, "I don't need it." Bangu once wanted to accept him as a disciple, but he refused, so how could he commit himself to learning the martial art of fighting style?

"Well, it's up to you." The yellow girl said regretfully.

"The second project, kick the broken iron plate in a roundabout way!"

Ronnie posed, his whole body was spinning in the air, his right foot kicked the iron plate firmly grasped by his disciple with a force of sweeping the army. With a muffled bang, the iron plate was easily broken into two pieces again. The onlookers shouted again excitedly.

Ronnie performed a lot of performances, one item was put up, and the simple and rude kicking of the iron plate ignited everyone's passion. Many people could not help but yearn for themselves to have the power like Ronnie. After all, they are in a world where weird people are rampant. If you have a strength, your chances of survival are a bit higher than others.

The glasses are equally fascinating.

Only King watched with cold eyes. After all, as the man who personally caused the meteor to fall, the pediatric performance of breaking the iron plate could not surprise him.

"The last item, hand split half-foot iron plate!"

Ronnie stood in front of the pile of iron plates that were half a foot high, gestured over the iron plates with his strong palms, took a deep breath, and slashed fiercely in the shock of everyone's eyes.

Click!

The half-foot-high iron plate broke at the sound, split into two pieces, and fell to the floor with a crackle.

"A half-foot-high iron plate can also be broken, Master Ronnie is really strong."

"I heard that Master Ronnie has the strength of an s-rank hero!"

"S-rank hero? That's a big man who can move mountains and fill the sea, Master Ronnie is really amazing."

The citizens whispered and talked, and they highly praised Ronnie's strength.

Ronnie tidyed up his clothes and said to the citizens present: "If you are interested in my martial arts, you can consult my disciples."

"Everyone, this is the leaflet for our gymnasium. Take it back and take a look. It introduces the history and glory of our gymnasium in detail, and of course the registration method for martial arts training classes. Welcome everyone to come and participate."

Ronnie's disciples carried a lot of leaflets out and distributed them in due course.

"Ah."

The king yawned and whispered, "It's really boring, it's better to go home and play games, maybe find a movie theater to watch a junk movie."

"What did you say?"

A passing Songtao Gymnasium disciple glared at King and said angrily: "How dare you say that the martial arts in our Gymnasium is rubbish?"

"Um?"

Everyone looked at King's body.

"..."

King looked innocent. Although it is true that your martial arts are quite rubbish, I did not say it! Did you hear me wrong?

"This big brother, I must have misunderstood. I am also a disciple of Fighting Stream. It is absolutely impossible for my friend to insult Fighting Stream. You must have heard it wrong."

Seeing that the atmosphere was not right, the girl in yellow hurriedly explained, even revealing her identity as a fighting student.

"I heard it right, he did say that our martial arts is rubbish." The passerby's tone was firm.

Ronnie strode over ~www.mtlnovel.com~ staring at King, and said in a deep voice, "This brother, did he come to kick the gym?"

The girl in yellow was anxious, "Misunderstanding, it must be a misunderstanding, maybe my friend just made a slip of the tongue, he would never intentionally."

"..."

The king is speechless, isn't it equivalent to admitting that he insulted other martial arts is rubbish! Sure enough, Huang Yi is definitely our undercover agent.

"Friends, the grudges and grievances of our martial arts practitioners are easy to resolve, and we will compete against each other in the fighting field!!"

Ronnie grabbed the black belt around his waist and stared at King coldly.

ha? Do you want to fight if you don't agree? Can everyone build a river crab society together?

King has a headache.