He just wanted to duel with Jiangning and constantly challenge Jiangning, but he knew that he was not Jiangning's opponent, and it was too far apart. If he tried another hundred times, the result was the same.

But he was unwilling to let him leave, let alone, he ran out of his house privately and didn't dare to go back now.

Fang Qiu sat on the stool, looking at the martial arts disciples in front of him, waving his fists and feet, and was even more angry.

"Can you punch? You haven't eaten!"

Fang Qiu shouted, "Fist should be straight, hard, and fast!"

As he shouted, he became more and more angry. Why did he say it several times, but he still couldn't understand?

Fang Qiu rushed up and demonstrated himself.

"Did you see clearly? This is called fist! fist!"

"Don't understand yet? You are a pig! Look at me, see clearly! Follow me and do it, and I'll talk about it?"

"Do you want to piss me to death? You're so soft when you punch, it's not like that..."

...

In the office.

Tan Xing has a pot of old tea, leisurely and free.

"This Fang Qiu is interesting."

He said lightly.

During this period, Fang Qiu came every day, and when he came, he would look for Jiang Ning to challenge him, but Jiang Ning was overseas and only came back today.

Unexpectedly, Fang Qiu challenged again, and Jiang Ningli ignored it.

"The character is not bad. Young people of this age are full of energy."

Jiang Ning smiled: "The talent is also good."

Not many people can be praised by Jiang Ning.

In Jiangning's eyes, everyone is similar. It is very rare to be talented? The erectile siege is covered with erectile siege?

There is no doubt that Fang Qiu is very talented, but his personality is too impatient. He doesn’t know which master is descended from. He only teaches martial arts but not martial arts.

It’s like having a sharp weapon, but you can’t control it, and you will only hurt yourself in the end.

"Let him go. If he does something random, then he will kill him."

Jiang Ning said it lightly.

He glanced at Tan Xing and stopped talking about Fang Qiu's topic.

"Are there any turmoil in the Jianghu Circle recently?"

He pays more attention to this.

He didn't tell the origin of Fang Qiu himself, and Jiang Ning and the others could only guess, because Jiang Ning didn't like to guess.

But in the world circle, Tan Xing has been paying attention.

"Something is going on."

Tan Xing put down his teacup, "Many people who have disappeared for a long time have started to move."

Jiang Ning narrowed his eyes.

I think it was the Lord who did something behind his back. He was seriously injured by his own punch and needed a lot of time to cultivate, but if he didn't take action, it doesn't mean that he wouldn't let others do it.

The Jidao Fist Book is something that everyone wants, not only the master, but also the aristocratic family behind him. This thing will appear next time, and I don’t know what the situation will be, so I can only make some preparations in advance.

"You chose the name of the martial arts hall as the Jidao martial arts hall, just because you deliberately wanted to attract them, right?"

Tan Xing looked at Jiang Ning and took a deep breath.

Jiangning’s style of doing things is that he is disorganized and cannot speculate with common sense at all.

If someone else had a great fist tutorial on him, he would have to be careful to hide it.

Whether it is Pang Feiyan or Bao Rongdong, he is practicing boxing secretly and dare not reveal any of it, but Jiang Ning... seems to be afraid that others will not know that he has a boxing score, and there are three!

It's swagger!

Too high-profile!

Are you not afraid of others robbing it?

To be honest, Jiang Ning is not afraid.

Instead, he was worried that those who secretly covet boxing not dare to rob, and only dare to hide in the dark, that was what he didn't like.

It's easy to solve it. One punch and send him to heaven!
Chapter completed!