"Shaolin Monk?" Li Yunhua frowned.

"That's right!" Ren Jian showed a look of pride on his face, and he raised the banner without any shame. Looking at his proud appearance as a Shaolin disciple, no one would suspect that he was actually just a fake.

"Shaolin monk, why do you go to our gym to do if you don't eat vegetarian food and chant Buddha's name?" Li Yunhua stared at Ren Jian. There was no intersection between karate and Shaolin Temple.

"Ha!" Ren Jian chuckled, his expression remained unchanged, and he said calmly: "Actually, I am here to kick the restaurant this time!"

"Wow!..." When Ren Jian threatened to kick the house, some people gloated and some people glared at Ren Jian.

Most of the people who gloat about the fun were the people watching the fun, while those who glared at Ren Jian were naturally all students from the Karate Gym.

"Haha...kick the house? Monk, have you watched too many movies? What era is this? "Li Yunhua heard that Ren Jian was here to play the house, and he seemed to hear some big joke.

"Amitabha, isn't there any master in such a huge martial arts hall? This time I sincerely ask for advice from the masters of your museum, and I hope I will give you advice!"

"If your museum refuses to give advice or dares to face the challenge, then I will always stand here." Ren Jian's expression was not anxious, and the smile on his face remained unabashed. As he said that, Ren Jian closed his eyes, as if he was closing his eyes to rest.

"You..." Li Yunhua was so angry that he heard this. The Karate Gym was built next to the station. There were already many people around the station. As time went by, more and more people gathered. Li Yunhua suddenly couldn't get out of the stage. Once he refused to fight, it would inevitably damage the reputation of the martial arts hall.

"Come on the challenge! Fight..." The crowd was afraid that the world would not be in chaos, and they shouted to let Li Yunhua fight.

"What kind of karate is broken? I've been forced to the front of the door. I still dare not respond. If anyone tells me about how powerful karate is, I'll spit his saliva..."

"Originally, my nephew wanted to learn karate, but now, it's better not to learn it!"

A whisper came from his ears, and Li Yunhua's face turned pale: "Okay! Since you want to play the club, come in!"

"The guest is as good as the host, and everything is up to the donor." Ren Jian saw that his goal had been achieved, and followed Li Yunhua into the Karate Hall.

The facilities in the Karate Hall are luxurious. Through the lobby, there is an empty martial arts training ground. There are a layer of yellow wooden boards on the ground. There are about a hundred karate students in the martial arts training ground.

After the students figured out the situation, they glared at Ren Jian. Who told Ren Jian to come to play the hall? If the students from the martial arts hall warmly welcomed it, that would be a ghost.

"Monk, are you sure you are here to kick the hall?" Li Yunhua stared at Ren Jian, his eyes flashed with murderous intent, but he was still captured by Ren Jian. After breaking through the body of the magic weapon, Ren Jian's five senses were also several times more sensitive.

"Didn't I come to you to eat vegetarian food and chant Buddha's name?" Ren Jian said angrily.

"Okay, okay!" Li Yunhua gritted his teeth and said three good words, which showed how he was angry with Ren Jian.

Li Yunhua took off his shoes, walked to the center of the martial arts court, reached out and made a gesture of invitation to Ren Jian: "Your Excellency, please!"

Ren Jian's smile remained unabated and walked into the martial arts field as he said.

"Li Yunhua, please give me some advice!" Li Yunhua bowed to Ren Jian.

"I am very curious. I don't know if you are a Chinese or a Fusang person?" Looking at Li Yunhua's servile look, Ren Jian said sarcastically.

"Of course I am a Chinese!" Li Yunhua's words were a little angry.

"Yes! I don't look like it!" Ren Jian said humbly and unforgivingly. "I'm surprised. Since I'm a Chinese, why don't you practice Chinese martial arts well, but you just practice the barbaric martial arts of the Fusang Island Country?"

"Chinese martial arts? How can Chinese martial arts be compared with karate!" Li Yunhua sneered. Judging from his appearance, he looked down on Chinese martial arts at all.

"Is that right?! That monk needs to learn the donor's karate well." Ren Jian was still calm, but many people who came to watch the battle were angered by Li Yunhua, and they all shouted that Ren Jian would teach him a good lesson so that he could know the power of Chinese martial arts.

"Li Yunhua, a section of the karate black belt, please give me some advice!" Li Yunhua repeated again.

The karate level is represented by the color of the belt, from low to high: leucorrhea, yellow belt, red belt, orange belt, blue belt, green belt, purple belt, tea belt, and then upgrade to black belt, which means entering the section.

Li Yunhua is a master of the Black Belt and the coach of this karate gym.

Li Yunhua has been obsessed with martial arts since he was a child. At first, he practiced Chinese martial arts, but unfortunately, after practicing Chinese martial arts for five years, he was defeated by a karate student.

Since then, Li Yunhua has become obsessed with karate. After eight years of hard practice, Li Yunhua finally broke through to advance to the black stage. He was hired by someone with a high salary half a year ago and became the coach of this karate gym.

Ren Jian couldn't help but smile. If Li Youlin was here, he would have lamented that someone was going to be unlucky again...
Chapter completed!