Xie Jin, who was lying beside him, glared at Nangong with anger: "Stop! Nangong, how can you do this? If you come to me, why do you hurt the innocent?"

"Stop?" Nangong glanced at Xie Jin with a playful look on his face and laughed: "Are you stupid? Who is the innocent person who offended me? Tell you, you have no good ending!"

As he was talking, the situation on the field changed strangely.

Su Fang, who was about to be hit, jumped up clumsyly, and his hands slashed randomly, and his body swayed 720 degrees. Not only did he easily avoid the attack of the white-haired disciple, he also gently pulled his fingers as he fell, and pointed like a knife, slashing through his throat.

Those who saw this scene seemed to be moved, and they felt a little cold in their throats, and they clearly felt that they were passing by the god of death.

The white-haired disciple's eyes turned pale, and he fell to the ground without even snorting.

"The Unparalleled Great Ring Strike?!!"

The coach, who was about to stop him, saw Su Fang's movements, his body froze in place, and his face turned even more ashen.

Su Fang's movements were not standard enough, nor as elegant as the senior sister used them. But this move was really the "Incomparable Great Pluck Strike" in the "Tianpeng King Fist"!

(Note: The article involves martial arts and is powerful, so please do not refer to the national martial arts.)

It was actually under his nose that people secretly learned the tricks of martial arts in the town hall. As the manager of the outer courtyard, you can imagine how this coach feels.

"This kid must be a spy, you must arrest him and ask clearly!"

The manager of the outer court did not consider it. How many true disciples of the Communist Party of China had performed the "Tianpeng King Fist" and did not think about it. Su Jian had several times on the scene. Just because Su Fang was able to use the "Unshuang Dapeng Strike" smoothly but not skillfully, he arbitrarily determined that Su Fang was a spy.

Su Fang didn't know that he was considered a spy just by subconsciously using one move.

He was still glad that he was lucky enough to dodge.

As for the moment when he passed the leucorrhea disciple, he subconsciously ignored it. He had no time to think about these things.

"This kid is actually pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger!"

Nangong's proud smile was frozen on his face, and a deep sense of humiliation surged into his heart, making his angry face swelled purple.

Except for the manager of the outer court, no one could recognize the seriously deformed "Wu Shuang Dapeng Strike", but at least they knew that if Su Fang had just taken all his strength, the fallen leucorrhea disciple would not be as lucky as if he was unconscious. It would be natural to take off his head.

Nangong looked around and saw that the minions who used to sway in front of him had nothing to do, clamped their tails one by one, and shrank back silently.

"No of these wastes is reliable at critical moments!"

Nangong's face was gloomy and his heart was secretly ruthless.

However, these are all issues that need to be considered in the future. At present, if Su Fang cannot be dealt with, his Nangong Xiang's face will be put on the ground and someone will be trampled on.

He put his opponent down with one move, and Su Fang attributed it to luck. Nangong and others were shocked by the "unparalleled big roc strike", and he mistakenly thought it was a signal that the other party decided to stop.

"Huh! It seems that you can finally continue working."

Su Fang showed a relaxed smile on his face and lifted the bucket.

But this relieved smile was mistakenly ridiculed by Nangong Xiang for disdain.

Nangong Xiang, who was still hesitating whether to teach Su Fang a lesson in his own face, turned blue and shouted, "The Great True Fist" was the ultimate move "Yuan Duck Jealousy"!

The same conventional martial arts in Zhizhen Martial Arts Hall, the effect of using the leucorrhea and the yellow belt disciples is very different.

The "Da Zhen Fist" of the white belt disciple can handle at most three or five ordinary strong men. The yellow belt disciple can easily knock down more than ten ordinary strong men.

As a coach and manager of the foreign hospital, he naturally knew very well that if this move was implemented on Su Fang, it would be either dead or disabled.

But even so, he had no intention of stopping, and even showed a light relaxed smile on his face.

Yes, the disciples under his command are much more suitable than the coaches who take action.

No matter what the final result is, just a saying "Young people are too impulsive" is enough to block many people's mouths.

But if the manager takes action himself, the nature will be different.

He has deep concerns about a master like Su Fang, far deeper than Nangong. If he takes action, he can't do anything to Su Fang. It's not only him who is embarrassing, but also the signboard of Zhizhen Martial Arts Hall will be smashed. He has no choice but to be careful.

But the manager of the outer courtyard did not know that at this time, a small gap was opened by someone. He thought that the emergency that had not yet alarmed the inner courtyard had attracted no attention.

At this moment, through the gap in the door, two pairs of eyes shining with divine light were quietly staring at everything that happened in the outer courtyard.

"Junior sister, don't you really need to stop me?"

"Senior brother, don't you believe my vision? Don't worry, that working boy is very unusual!"

"If you say so, junior sister, aren't all the coaches in the outer courtyard missing?"

"You can't say that, that working boy hides deeply. If he doesn't take action, even I don't believe it. He has the ability to do it. But now, hum..."

The senior brother couldn't help but shivered when he heard his junior sister's sneer.

"It seems that few people who are targeted by their junior sister have any good endings. Working boy, please beg for your own blessings!"

Su Fang, who had been missed by several people, looked confused and ignorant at this moment. He was holding a bucket in one hand and a rag in the other, and was about to go to get water and start work.

Unexpectedly, Nangong Xiang, who was already expressionless and looked like he was about to stop, was so shameless and suddenly took action against him!

"mean!"

Su Fang had no time to curse, and a picture flashed through his mind. His feet couldn't help but become on the spot, and he whirled like a top, and a wind that was almost visible to the naked eye formed in the blink of an eye.

The floor that can be seen can be seen is damaged by the crazy wind, and a deep nest that is sunken downward immediately appears.

Without waiting for the wind to make it full, Su Fang bounced out with a leg and whipped hard on Nangong Xiang who punched him like a whip.

"puff!"

"stop!"

Nangong Xiang, who was kicked by Su Fang, was like a rag pocket filled with shaved hair. He was suddenly thrown to the bluestone ground by someone. He landed on the ground with a dull sound, but his body was motionless. He had already fainted and had no sense of consciousness.

Seeing that Nangong Xiang was knocked down so easily, all the disciples in the outer courtyard were stunned.

Only the manager of the outer hospital knew what he knew. Looking at Su Fang's eyes, he kept twitching, and said a word dryly.

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Chapter completed!