Seeing that nearly a hundred karate students had lost their fighting spirit at this time, Ren Jian couldn't help but feel anxious.

The reason why Ren Jian kicked the club was to get beaten. As for promoting Chinese martial arts and inheriting national culture, it was just a coincidence. For Ren Jian, being beaten is more important than anything else.

However, all those who should be scolded have been scolded, and all those who should be sarcastic have been sarcastic. How can they arouse their fighting spirit?

In order to maintain his image as a Taoist monk, Ren Jian cannot curse him, otherwise he will still have the image of a Taoist monk?

Thinking of this, Ren Jian felt a headache.

"Amitabha..." Ren Jian stood up, folded his hands together, opened his eyes and looked around. His eyes finally fell on Li Yunhua: "Master Li, you have nearly a hundred people siege in Karate, but you still can't do anything to me. Isn't this enough to prove that Karate is not as good as Chinese martial arts?"

"The master is right, what a karate is going to be closed long ago..."

"Not bad! If you want to learn martial arts, you have to go to Shaolin Temple. You don't want to learn all the skills of a master. As long as you can learn some basics, I will be satisfied..."

"If I want me to say I should listen to the master. Coach Li should close the martial arts hall..."

The sarcasm in his ears made Li Yunhua angry, but this was an indisputable fact. Nearly a hundred of them besieged Ren Jian with weapons, but they could not do anything to Ren Jian. This gave Li Yunhua no excuse for the slightest contrast.

Li Yunhua himself was a little shaken, thinking about whether to give up karate and switch to Chinese martial arts? He even had the idea of ​​going to Shaolin Temple to become a disciple.

"Oh..." Li Yunhua suddenly sighed and said with a little discouraged: "Master, you are right. I don't have the face to teach the students anymore. From today on, I will quit my position as a martial arts coach..."

"Is it because I said too much?" Ren Jian was secretly anxious. He originally wanted to anger Li Yunhua and stimulate the fighting spirit of nearly 100 students. However, he did not want to backfire now, which really made Li Yunhua feel discouraged.

Ren Jian opened his mouth, but felt that he was not good at talking. Could he tell Li Yunhua that he was kicking the hall today for the sake of being beaten? Instead of really wanting to close the martial arts hall?

"Amitabha, the sea of ​​suffering is endless and the shore..." Ren Jian showed a far-fetched smile on his face, and he smiled reluctantly, and he couldn't say anything about his pain.

Fortunately, there are dozens of martial arts schools in Baisha City and many martial arts schools are waiting for him to kick, which makes Ren Jian feel a little comforted.

Ren Jian secretly wrote down this lesson in his heart. He should not force people too much in the future, otherwise it would have a reverse effect. Just like Li Yunhua is really disheartened by his words now, which makes Ren Jian feel very urge to vomit blood.

"Master, I want to worship you under your disciple. I hope you can accept me..." Li Yunhua suddenly knelt in front of Ren Jian, with a sincere look on his face, with a slight expectation in his eyes.

"Master, and I, I also want to worship you and learn Chinese martial arts from you..."

"Yes! We all want to worship you under the Master. If we don't want to learn all your skills and learn one-tenth of your ability, we will be satisfied..."

As soon as Li Yunhua finished speaking, dozens of people knelt down and begged Ren Jian to take them to his subordinates. Seeing this, Ren Jian was so angry that he had no intention of accepting disciples.

And even if they were accepted, Ren Jian would not give them anything. After all, the reason why Ren Jian was able to achieve the weapon refining decision was a coincidence. By chance, I didn’t see that Li Youlin had practiced for more than a year, but there was no progress at all? Perhaps from ancient times to the present, only Ren Jian succeeded in practicing the weapon refining decision.

"Amitabha..." Ren Jian proclaimed the Buddha's name and secretly activated the warm current in his body. Ren Jian's whole body suddenly shone with golden light. If you look closely, you will find that there was a trace of golden luster flowing on the surface of Ren Jian's skin. Under the cover of the golden luster, Ren Jian's whole body was filled with a sacred and solemn aura, as if the Tathagata's Dharma arrived in person. This scene deeply shocked everyone in the martial arts hall: "Amitabha, see through, let go, be free, go with the flow..."

"I went down the mountain this time to promote Chinese martial arts and inherit national culture. I had no intention of accepting disciples. Don't let me make things difficult for you, please get up quickly! If you want to become a disciple, go to Shaolin Temple!" Ren Jian clasped his hands together, with a holy look on his face. "Since donor Li abandoned the secret and followed the light, I left first. Within five days, I will wipe out all the barbarian martial arts halls in Baisha City!"

"Master, I am willing to help the master!" Seeing Ren Jian leaving, Li Yunhua quickly spoke: "Master is going down the mountain for the first time, and may not know much about Baisha City. There are 27 martial arts schools in Baisha City, so I will take you to challenge one by one!"

"Then it's a blessing for Donald Li!" Ren Jian couldn't say that he was a native of Baisha City. Since Li Yunhua was willing to help lead the way, Ren Jian couldn't refuse.

"Master, I'll go with you too. I want to report on your deeds of sweeping foreign martial arts schools throughout the process..." The female reporter of Baisha Daily also followed. Ren Jian naturally had no reason to refuse, and nodded with a smile.

In addition to the female reporters of Li Yunhua and Baisha Daily, many people were willing to follow Ren Jian to watch the battle and cheer for Ren Jian.

Then a huge group of hundreds of people went to other martial arts halls. At 6 o'clock in the afternoon, Ren Jian challenged three karate martial arts halls, two Muay Thai martial arts halls, three Taekwondo martial arts halls, and two Judo martial arts halls. Under Ren Jian's tyranny, these martial arts halls were temporarily closed.

Ren Jian also got his wish and was beaten a lot, and his cultivation level improved a lot compared to noon. If this continues, it may take less than a few days before Ren Jian can break through the body of the second-grade magic weapon.

"I am leaving! At twelve o'clock tomorrow, I will go to the Aurora Karate Martial Arts Hall to challenge." Ren Jian did not forget to tell everyone about tomorrow's itinerary.

"Master, where do you live? I'll take you back!" Li Yunhua said respectfully.

In just half a day, Ren Jian swept through three karate martial arts halls, two Muay Thai martial arts halls, three Taekwondo martial arts halls, and two Judo martial arts halls. This shocked Li Yunhua. Li Yunhua never thought that Chinese martial arts would be so powerful.

Not only Li Yunhua, but others were also deeply shocked by Ren Jian's strength. At the same time, many people secretly made up their minds to practice martial arts.

"Amitabha, I have understood the kindness of the donor. I have no way to go, no house, no house, and no intention. I have the same intention as I am. This is what I wish for in my life..."

"Master, why don't you live in my house! My house is quite spacious. If the master can live in it, it will be my honor." Li Yunhua invited Ren Jian, obviously not giving up on the matter of apprenticeship, and wanted to use this to bring the relationship closer.

"Master, live in my house! My house is spacious and my parents are very hospitable..."

"Master, let's live at my house..."

Many people obviously had the same idea as Li Yunhua, and there were a few very good-looking ones. Ren Jian wanted to nod and agreed, and he was willing to do so in his heart, but now he had to maintain the image of a Taoist monk, and he was eventually rejected by Ren Jian.

Ren Jian's move has won the hearts of many people. How many people in this world are not moved by beauty? Perhaps only masters like masters...

"Master, I'm going back first. I'm going to hand over the video to the editorial team so that this video can be broadcast tonight, but tomorrow I will wait for the master to arrive at the Aurora Karate Martial Arts Hall..." The gaze of the female reporter of Baisha Daily was very unbearable to Ren Jian: "Well! Be careful on the road."

"Thank you for your concern." A hint of excitement appeared on the female reporter's face: "My name is Zheng Liyun, Master, see you tomorrow..."

Ren Jian smiled and bowed to the crowd: "Dear donors, I'm farewell!"

"Master, don't leave..."

"Master, please accept me as your disciple..."

However, Ren Jian's speed was beyond the imagination of ordinary people and disappeared in front of everyone in a blink of an eye.

Could this be the legendary light skills? Many people secretly guessed in their hearts when they saw Ren Jian's lightning-fast speed.

"Master!" Li Yunhua sighed and made up his mind to wait at the Aurora Karate Martial Arts Hall at 6 o'clock tomorrow morning, and must find a chance to become a disciple.
Chapter completed!