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    “Bang bang bang!”

    At this moment, Murong Zhanye’s palms were as strong as iron, and he rushed towards Jiang Mantang with the sound of whistling wind.

    Jiang Mantang dodged sideways, stretched out both palms, and attacked Murong Zhanye.

    The two powerful forces collided, causing the arena to shake violently and dust to fly.

    Murong Zhanye took three steps back, and Jiang Mantang also shook his figure.

    Murong Zhanye roared angrily and charged forward again, his moves becoming more fierce.

    Jiang Mantang responded calmly and took advantage of every opportunity.

    After dozens of rounds of fierce fighting, Murong Zhanye caught a flaw and slapped Jiang Mantang on the chest.

    Jiang Mantang groaned and was knocked away. He fell to the ground and vomited blood. He couldn’t get up for a long time.

    “Elder Jiang!”

    Everyone in the Jiang Family Martial Arts School exclaimed in surprise, with worries in their eyes.

    Jiang Jinyu slapped the chair and ejected: “Jiang Jinyu, come and learn!”

    Ye Fan, who was not far away, shook his head: “Murong Zhanye is a master of horizontal training and is still in his prime. I’m afraid Jiang Jinyu is no match…”

    “Ye Fan, Ye Fan!”

    When Ye Fan made a judgment, his arm was suddenly grabbed by someone. He turned around and found that it was Jiang Zhiyi.

    Ye Fan whispered: “Aunt Jiang, why are you here…”

    Jiang Zhiyi pulled Ye Fan and rushed to a side room: “Ye Fan, the matter is urgent. I won’t tell you too much. Come with me and do Aunt Jiang a favor!”

    Ye Fan was stunned and wanted to say something, but was pulled away.

    Soon, Jiang Zhiyi pulled Ye Fan into a guest room.

    Ye Fan was startled: “Aunt Jiang, why are you here? Do you want to pay me to drive me away?”

    “Stop talking!”

    Jiang Zhiyi took off his coat: “Take off your clothes!”

    Ye Fan was startled: “Take off your clothes?”

    Jiang Zhiyi threw Ye Fan down on the bed: “It’s a matter of life and death for the martial arts school. It’s very urgent. Aunt Jiang can only explain it to you later!”

    Ye Fan hurriedly pressed Jiang Zhiyi’s hand that slid in: “Aunt Jiang, what do you want to do?”

    Jiang Zhiyi grabbed Ye Fan and begged: “Stop talking, there is no time, come to me, the faster and harder the better.”

    “As long as you take me, my martial arts will improve a lot!”

    “Only if the martial arts hall improves, will I have a chance to defeat Murong Feihong and the others today, otherwise the entire martial arts hall will be in trouble!”

    Jiang Zhiyi put a gold bracelet on Ye Fan’s wrist: “Hurry up and take me. After you take me, I will go out to fight in the ring. You take the gold bracelet and leave.”

    Ye Fan was stunned for a moment, then suddenly realized: “If I want you, your martial arts will improve? Aunt Jiang, things are not what you think…”

    “Ugh!”

    Before Ye Fan could finish speaking, Jiang Zhiyi kissed her…

    Ten minutes later, Jiang Zhiyi rushed out of the room with a face of joy, and Ye Fan also wiped his cheeks and returned to the ring to watch.

    Of course, he didn’t try to change things with Jiang Zhiyi. Not only was that method impossible to improve her strength, it would also seriously consume her physical strength.

    After all, Ye Fan is a modern Zhao Zilong, capable of killing seven in and seven out.

    Not only did he quickly explain to Jiang Zhiyi what happened that night, he also gave Jiang Zhiyi a pill containing a poisonous worm, which increased her strength as quickly as possible.

    After Jiang Zhiyi felt that he could kill a tiger with one punch, he not only believed Ye Fan’s words, but also gained more confidence in today’s battle.

    So she hurried back to the ring.

    Jiang Mengli looked at her anxiously and asked, “Mom, where have you been?”

    Jiang Zhiyi answered the question incorrectly: “I feel…I…am about to explode!”

    As he spoke, a series of bangs and bangs sounded from the ring again.

    Murong Zhanhu was beaten back by Jiang Jinyu’s series of punches, and the last punch almost made him vomit blood and fall to his knees.

    This made Ye Fan a little surprised. In theory, Jiang Jinyu was not Murong Zhanhu’s opponent, so how could he suddenly become so fierce?

    He glanced around with focused eyes, and soon realized that Jiang Jinyu had taken Qi and Blood Pills, which overdrawn his energy.

    After this battle, regardless of whether she dies or not, martial arts has regressed by at least half.

    Ye Fan sighed, the veteran of Jiang’s Boxing Gym still has some backbone.

    Seeing this, Jiang Mengli and others shouted happily: “Elder Jinyu is mighty, mighty!”

    Jiang Jinyu smiled bitterly, then braced himself and continued to attack Murong Zhanhu.

    Under a series of intensive attacks, Murong Zhanhu was hit by a punch and retreated with a painful look on his face.

    It’s just that Jiang Jinyu also had a few injuries on his body. He was panting and his clothes were dyed red with blood.

    “Murong Family, Murong Fenye!”

    At this moment, another middle-aged man popped up from the Murong family crowd and appeared behind Jiang Jinyu without any warning.

    Jiang Jinyu was dealing with Murong Zhanhu with all her strength. She felt something was wrong on her back and wanted to avoid it, but Murong Fenye had already slapped her on the back.

    “Ah!”

    Jiang Jinyu groaned and fell out of the ring, spitting out a large mouthful of blood.

    Jiang Mengli was furious and rushed forward and shouted: “Murong Feihong, you are shameless, bullying the few with more!”

    The fair-skinned man not far away sneered when he heard this, crossing his legs with disdain on his face.

    “This battle is agreed to determine victory or defeat, as well as life and death, so it doesn’t matter what we use.”

    “You can also send a few more warriors to the stage.”

    “But judging from the looks of you, you probably won’t be able to recruit many good players. No, there are not even any disciples who can stand up to the stage to fight.”

    He said calmly: “So there is no point in talking about bullying the few!”

    “You!”

    Jiang Mengli was so angry that she was shaking all over.

    “Mengli, don’t be angry!”

    Jiang Zhiyi stood up: “My Jiang’s Martial Arts School is an intermediate martial arts school after all. If you want to destroy my Jiang’s Martial Arts School, it won’t be that easy!”

    Murong Feihong sneered: “Jiang Zhiyi, you and the Jiang Family Martial Arts School are at the end of their rope, and our main force has not been used yet. How dare you be so arrogant?”

    “If one person can’t defeat you, then ten will do it. If ten people can’t defeat you, then twenty will do it. I don’t believe you can sweep away our entire Murong family.”

    Murong Feihong said coldly: “I advise you, it is best to admit defeat and surrender, hand over the surrender I want, and then kneel down and be my dog, I will spare your lives, otherwise you will all die!”

    Jiang Mengli glared at Murong Feihong angrily: “Murong Feihong, don’t bully others too much!”

    Murong Feihong looked up to the sky and laughed: “I’m just bullying you, what? If you don’t accept it, you, Miss Jiang, come on and see if I can kill you with one punch!”

    At this moment, Jiang Mengli’s eyes suddenly lit up and she cheered:

    “Shi Yan, are you here? Great, our martial arts school is saved!”

    Jiang Mengli was very excited: “Quick, take the help you invited and kill those bastards of the Murong family!”

    The crowd automatically moved out of the way, and Song Shiyan walked quickly with a group of people.

    Song Shiyan and others slowly came to Jiang Zhiyi’s side.

    Jiang Zhiyi was also slightly excited: “I thought the Song family called you back to prevent you from interfering in our grudges, but I didn’t expect that they would let you come back.”

    “My skills have improved today, and together with you and the masters of the Song family, if you and I work together, the Jiang Family Martial Arts School will definitely be able to survive this disaster.”

    Jiang Zhiyi looked at Song Shiyan: “In today’s battle, as long as we survive the difficulties, I will marry Mengli to you!”

    Song Shiyan smiled and nodded: “Yes, I’m back. Aunt Jiang, please rest first while I take action.”

    Jiang Zhiyi nodded repeatedly and was about to turn around and sit down. Suddenly, Song Shiyan made a sudden move and slapped Jiang Zhiyi on the back.

    “Bang!”

    Jiang Zhiyi was unprepared and fell heavily to the ground, spitting out a mouthful of blood…

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