Chapter 133: Jin Family Martial Arts School (Alliance Leader Extra: Dark Moon Burial Night)

"Master, something terrible has happened. There is a master from the Zhao family martial arts school who has come to our door. He wanted to take our senior brother's golden sword, but he has been killed by the other party."

A skilled bone trainer was so frightened at this moment that he ran all the way to the lobby of the martial arts gym, shouting loudly, trying to spread such important news so that the gym could be prepared to deal with the coming crisis.

As the bone-training disciple shouted.

The originally peaceful Jin Family Martial Arts School was suddenly filled with a commotion. Many people poured out from all parts of the school at once. Among these people were new disciples, martial arts coaches, and miscellaneous yamen runners. Of course, there were also some core disciples of the Jin Family Martial Arts School. However, they all showed panic in their eyes after hearing the news.

Seize the museum?

This is a big deal.

When opening a martial arts school anywhere in the world, the biggest worry is that someone will come and take over the school.

The so-called seizing of a martial arts hall means that the other side has a master who wants to open a martial arts hall, but is unwilling to spend the effort and time to start it over again. Therefore, they find an old martial arts hall in the city and go straight to the door, kill the owner, eliminate the core disciples in the hall, drive away the rest, and then forcefully move into the hall.

Therefore, the essence of seizing the museum is that I am strong and I will just rob it openly.

As the commotion in the Jin family martial arts gym grew, more and more people gathered there. In addition, Jin Dadao and several other blood-training warriors who were in charge were not there, so the scene suddenly became a little chaotic.

"Hasn't the Zhao family martial arts school been destroyed? How could a master of Qigong suddenly appear out of nowhere? Are you seeing things?"

A warrior who had just started blood training shouted loudly at this moment, staring at the disciple who reported the news.

The disciple said quickly, "No, I am not mistaken. The man outside the door is very young, about 20 years old, and he claims to be the eldest senior brother of the Zhao family martial arts school. Senior Brother Jin Dadao was killed in front of that man before he could even last a round. His body was lying at the door. If the other party was not a master who practiced acupuncture, how could he have defeated Senior Brother Jin Dadao?"

"You are a master in the art of training in your early twenties, and you still say that you must have seen it wrong?" The warrior who had just started the blood training continued to scold, hoping to calm everyone's emotions.

But it seemed to be useless. The other disciples became more and more panicked, because Jin Dadao was actually killed by the opponent, and was killed in one round. What does this mean? This shows that no matter who the enemy is or how old he is, he definitely has the strength to practice.

And in the entire Jin family martial arts school, only the owner Jin Zhihuan has the ability to practice the acupoints.

If the other party really comes to seize the museum, there is a real possibility of success.

Thinking of this, some people have already started to think about leaving the martial arts hall temporarily. They don't want to get involved in this mess. If the hall owner loses, they will be liquidated as well. After all, most of the disciples here have paid to learn martial arts. They are not the core disciples of the Jin family and don't want to put themselves in danger.

Although several blood-training warriors tried to control the situation, this matter involved a fight between masters of orifice training, and the situation was not something they could control just because they wanted to.

As the situation worsened and the scene became more chaotic, many disciples could no longer bear the pressure and prepared to evacuate the martial arts hall.

In the lobby of the Jin Family Martial Arts School, a short, simply dressed man, who looked like an old farmer in the fields, came out slowly, holding a precious sword. Although he said nothing, there was a majesty emanating from his gaze, which was enough to shock people and stabilize the situation.

"The owner."

"The owner."

A series of responses rang out, and the originally chaotic scene suddenly became quiet.

This man, who is about sixty years old, has a wrinkled face and looks unprepossessing, is the owner of the Jin Family Martial Arts School, Jin Zhihuan.

"Why are you panicking? I'm not dead yet." Jin Zhihuan glanced at everyone and then shouted in a deep voice.

The sound was full of energy, making people's ears buzz.

"Master, a man who claims to be the eldest senior brother of the Zhao family martial arts school has come to our door with a woman named Rong Niang. It is suspected that he has the ability to practice martial arts. Our senior brother Jin Dadao was unable to stop him and has been killed. Now, please, master, take charge of the matter." Several martial artists who practiced martial arts came out from the crowd and knelt on one knee in front of Jin Zhihuan.

Jin Zhihuan's face was gloomy. "Five days ago, Jin Bufeng and Han Sui, the blood-training warrior of the Han family, each led a team to hunt down that old man Zhao Ge and then suddenly disappeared. I knew that something had happened at the Zhao's martial arts school, but I didn't expect it to be like this. The old man Zhao Ge was really insidious. He hid a last disciple outside. If the Zhao's martial arts school hadn't been destroyed, I'm afraid his last disciple would never show up."

As he spoke, he walked out of the hall holding a knife. Wherever he passed, all the disciples made way for him.

"Forget it, it's just a fight anyway. I also want to see what kind of disciple this old man Zhao Ge has secretly trained over the years. All the lower three-grade disciples will disperse, and the rest of you follow me."

He finished his sentence.

Immediately, a large number of disciples obeyed the order and left obediently, but there were still many people left. There were more than forty warriors who were training marrow and blood. However, this was not the entire strength of the Jin family martial arts school. Many disciples had been sent out. If they were all gathered together, at least thirty or forty more could be pulled out.

Jin Zhihuan walked towards the gate of the martial arts hall with a knife in hand. Although he was full of confidence, he couldn't help feeling nervous inside.

Because he had already heard the noise of Jin Dadao and others going out to fight the enemy.

But he didn't expect that Jin Dadao and others would be defeated so quickly.

You know, Jin Dadao is at the peak of blood training, and he is only one breath away from blood training and becoming a master of training. It is unbelievable that such a master was killed in one round of fighting. "The opponent is definitely at the level of training, and he is very young, with strong blood and qi. The sound of his punch just now is like thunder, which shows that this person has extraordinary muscles and bones, and his punch is powerful and heavy, and he was killed with one blow." Jin Zhihuan felt very stressed at the moment.

He had already turned sixty last year, his energy and blood began to lose control and began to decline, his strength was no longer at its peak.

Therefore, he has not dared to fight with masters of martial arts in recent years, for fear of getting hurt like Zhao Ge, having his flaws discovered, and ending up like the Zhao family martial arts school, which was taken over by several other martial arts schools.

He thought that after the decline of the Zhao family martial arts school, he could breathe a sigh of relief. There would be no problem with the Jin family martial arts school for at least the next ten years. During these ten years, he planned to train Jin Dadao to become the second master of martial arts, and then take over from him and become the next master of the school. However, he never expected that the originally good situation would be reversed in an instant today.

"No matter whether I can kill the eldest senior brother of the Zhao family martial arts school today, the decline of the Jin family martial arts school is inevitable. Could it be that the Han family will really benefit in the end? It would be great if the other party sought revenge on the Han family first, then I wouldn't be so passive." A trace of bitterness welled up in Jin Zhihuan's heart.

Although he thought so, since the enemy had come to his door, he, as the owner of the martial arts school, naturally had no way to hide. If he did not show up today, the Jin family martial arts school would still be doomed.

With all kinds of complicated thoughts in mind, Jin Zhihuan has now walked to the front yard surrounded by his disciples.

"boom!"

Just arrived.

Suddenly, there was a loud thunderclap, and the extremely heavy door of the Jin family martial arts hall suddenly broke apart. Pieces of wooden fragments that were big enough to crush an ordinary person to death flew everywhere, smashing the courtyard wall, collapsing the screen wall, and damaging the road surface. The huge noise startled many disciples and made them change their expressions suddenly.

"Such a heavy door was actually smashed into pieces by just one punch?" A martial artist who had practiced blood training couldn't help swallowing his saliva, and his eyelids began to twitch uncontrollably.

"What a strength." Jin Zhihuan narrowed his eyes and couldn't help but say inwardly.

Smashing a door with one punch is nothing. What's scary is that the broken door will fly around, and the remaining force can even collapse the wall.

This shows that the opponent's punch was not full of strength.

Behind the broken door, a tall and majestic figure walked in as if strolling in the garden, and behind him, a woman in tight clothes followed closely.

The latter is nothing to be afraid of, he is just a follower.

It's the former.
Jin Zhihuan stopped and looked at the person who came.

This man was indeed young, and looked to be only in his early twenties. He was born with the physique of a natural warrior, with a tiger back, a bee waist, a mantis legs, dragon tendons, tiger bones and unicorn strength. He was a piece of peerless jade, with extraordinary talent. Although he had such a strong body, when he walked towards me this time, his steps were not steady, but rather light.

It seems that there is a terrifying power contained in this person's body, which can easily control such a strong body, giving people a feeling of being strong yet flexible.

"Are his eyes glowing?" Jin Zhihuan then noticed Li Yi's eyes and his heart trembled at this moment.

That’s right, this person’s eyes really shine in broad daylight.

What is the reason?
He didn't understand, but he had known in his heart for most of his life that this was not ordinary, but a kind of magical thing that he didn't understand.

till the end.

Jin Zhihuan just took a casual look at Li Yi's attire, but when he saw the five-clawed black dragon embroidered on Li Yi's flying fish suit, his expression couldn't help but change slightly.

He is so young, so talented, and has such amazing strength. Moreover, he is wearing a gorgeous costume of a five-clawed black dragon. I'm afraid he must be from a prominent family, and his identity and background may be astonishing.

"Master, this man is Li Yi, the eldest senior brother of the Zhao family martial arts school." A blood-training martial artist said in a low voice.

Jin Zhihuan nodded slightly, then held the hilt of the sword at his waist with one hand and took a few steps forward to meet him.

"It's a nice scene with a lot of people, but it's useless to rely on numbers to get by. It's about strength. You old jerk, are you the owner of the Jin family martial arts school?" Li Yi spoke rudely as soon as he opened his mouth, without any intention of respecting the elderly.

You know, so many disciples of the Zhao family martial arts school died tragically, and this ugly old jerk was one of the instigators. His methods were extremely vicious, and scolding him is the least of it.

"Old jerk? Who are you scolding? Even if you are the eldest senior brother of Zhao's Martial Arts School, you have to watch your mouth." A blood-training disciple shouted loudly at the presence of the school master.

Li Yi said, "The elder one hasn't even opened his mouth to speak yet, and the younger one has already jumped out? Old jerk, it seems that you are really old and can't do it anymore. You can't even control the people under your command. Do you want me to do you a favor and kill them all to clean up the mess for you? I want revenge anyway, so it's easy and not a big deal."

As soon as these words came out.

The frightened blood-training disciple's face changed instantly.

Jin Zhihuan's face was very calm at the moment. His eyes were steady. He said slowly, "You don't need to provoke me with words. At my age, I have seen all kinds of storms. These dirty words are still a bit childish. But I am curious. You are so young and so powerful. Why do you have to stand up for that old man Zhao Ge? The Zhao family martial arts school is finished. It is not worth your time. Why don't you join my Jin family martial arts school? I will let you be the next owner of a ready-made martial arts school, which is better than rebuilding a new one."

(End of this chapter)