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Compared with ordinary people, sixteen years is too long, and those older people suddenly have the idea of ​​practicing martial arts.

Because even if they start practicing martial arts now, by the time they have mastered a whole body, they may have been half buried.

Perhaps this is the flaw of Chinese martial arts. It is not as easy to achieve as other martial arts. After practicing for more than ten or twenty years, few people can have such great perseverance.

Moreover, the conditions for practicing Chinese martial arts are harsh. Although everyone can practice it, there are very few who can achieve great success.

When they think that Ren Jian's kung fu was achieved through sixteen years of hard work, many people secretly admire Ren Jian's perseverance.

But what they didn't know was that Ren Jian didn't have any golden bell cover and Vajra Palm at all. He made up and fooled people. Moreover, even if he practiced to the extreme, he would definitely not have such great power.

Li Jingwen then asked some questions, and Ren Jian answered vaguely, not knowing how to answer the questions. Ren Jian directly pushed them to the limits of the rules and should not be disclosed.

After the visit, Ren Jian finally breathed a sigh of relief: "Amitabha, I have to challenge other martial arts halls, so I will say goodbye now..." Ren Jian clasped his hands together and bowed to the crowd around him with a smile.

"Master, we will accompany you to cheer you up!"

"Yes! The master swept foreign martial arts museums and brought glory to China. How can you miss such a grand event..."

“Master, we support you…”

Many people spoke one after another, asking to continue to follow Ren Jian and cheer for him. The same is true for the staff of Baisha TV Station, because the director just called, but gave a dead order. Wherever Ren Jian went, they had to follow him.

Just now, Baisha TV's ratings broke the new record, which made Baisha TV station Changle bad.

Ren Jian naturally has no reason to refuse. The bigger the noise, the better. In this way, those martial arts schools such as karate, taekwondo, judo, Muay Thai will not avoid fighting. If they really become turtles, after media publicity, the reputation of these martial arts schools will have to fall to the bottom.

However, what made Ren Jian feel depressed was that he went to three martial arts halls in a row, but those martial arts halls had been temporarily closed, which made Ren Jian feel very urge to vomit blood.

If Ren Jian kicks the club to revitalize Chinese martial arts, then the result will undoubtedly be the best. However, Ren Jian's real purpose is to get beaten. Now these martial arts clubs are closed. Where can Ren Jian find a thug?

Ren Jian didn't know that he was playing everywhere with great fanfare, especially after the live broadcast just now, Ren Jian broke through the cement wall with one palm, and the remaining ten martial arts schools in Baisha City announced their closing almost at the same time, because no one could be sure to deal with Ren Jian.

After all, even if it damages the reputation of the martial arts club, it is better than just being embarrassed. Did Kanazawa Akabori, who had not seen the fourth section of the Black Belt, have no power to resist under Ren Jian?

Li Jingwen walked to the camera at this time, with a professional smile on her face and said, "Friends, our location is now at the entrance of the Chiri Club, but the Chiri Club has been closed at this time. After our TV station investigation, almost all martial arts halls in Baisha City have been closed..."

"Tsk! What a broken martial arts school? They were so scared that they closed the door before the master challenged me. If anyone tells me how powerful Muay Thai is, I will swear on him..."

"My son originally wanted to learn Muay Thai, but now it seems that I'll send him to Shaolin Temple to become a disciple next year..."

"Yes! If you don't learn Chinese martial arts well, you have to learn karate and Muay Thai. Young people today really don't know what they think..."

Although there was a sound of praise around him, Ren Jian couldn't be happy. Now everyone knows that he has a golden bell cover and a Vajra Palm. No one dares to accept his challenge again in the future. How can he break through his cultivation level in the future?

Fortunately, Ren Jian can control the skeletal muscles of his face, and maybe he can change his vest to continue challenging: "Well, this method is very feasible..."

While Ren Jian was thinking, Li Jingwen suddenly walked over, handed the microphone to Ren Jian, and asked with a smile: "Master, the martial arts halls in Baisha City are basically closed now. Do you have to go to other urban areas to challenge other martial arts halls?"

"I will stay in Baisha City for a while and may go to other urban areas next month."

"Master, you swept the martial arts halls in Baisha City with your own strength, and even now all the martial arts halls are closed because you have closed down. I wonder what you think?"

"Amitabha, this is just the first step for me to revitalize Chinese martial arts. I will continue to work hard until I wipe out all the barbarian martial arts in the land of China. I will still say the same thing, if I don't wipe out all the barbarian martial arts in China, I will not return to Shaolin Temple if I don't... "

"We have seen your efforts and we will always support you. I think the audience in front of the TV will support you silently behind your back..."

After the visit, Ren Jian bowed to the crowd around him: "Amitabha, I have said goodbye..."

"Master, don't leave first, please accept me as your disciple..."

"Master, I want to worship you as my teacher, too..."

“…”

Back in the alley, he changed his equipment, but Ren Jian had just walked out of the alley, but his eyes were attracted by the small advertisement on the telephone poles in the corner of the street. The advertisement indicated that "Professional Boxer Club is recruiting several sparring personnel, with a minimum salary of 20,000 yuan per month...'

Professional boxer training? To put it nicely, it is training, but to put it nicely, it is human sandbag. However, Ren Jian feels that this job is tailor-made for him, and he has to be beaten and get a salary. Isn’t this exactly what Ren Jian dreams of?

"Should I try it? The martial arts schools in Baisha City are now closed and may not open for a long time. If you become a professional boxer coach, can I be beaten openly every day?"

"The key is that I still have a salary. This job is very suitable for me no matter how you look at it. But before that, I have to apply for a few ID cards..."

Ren Jian naturally had an ID card, but what he wanted was a fake ID card. There were ** everywhere, and there were small advertisements on the telephone pole. Ren Jian wrote down his phone number, then returned home to prepare for a shower, and then went out to apply for a certificate in the afternoon.

After taking a shower, Ren Jian took out his mobile phone from the drawer. Because it was not convenient to bring his mobile phone when he was beaten out, Ren Jian's mobile phone was basically placed in the drawer.

After dialing **'s phone number, a male voice came from it: "Hey, hello, is there anything wrong?"

Ren Jian lay on the sofa and said carelessly: "I want to apply for a certificate, I will apply for three. The price is easy to say, but it must be fast. I will want it this afternoon."

The voice on the other end of the phone hesitated for a moment and said, "It's okay if you want it to be fast, but the price is not low."

Ren Jian didn't care how much money was because he didn't plan to give the money: "How much money, offer a price!"

Seeing Ren Jian so readily, people there thought they had met a fat sheep: "The price is 500 yuan per bill." The fake certificate on the market is only about 100 yuan, and in some places it is even 70 or 80 yuan.

"No problem! I'll ask for goods at five o'clock in the afternoon. You can deliver them here at that time. I'll wait for you in Baisha Square."
Chapter completed!