You Have Science, I Have Magic

　　Zhu Jianye?

　　二···junior?

　　呸!

　　 This title always makes me feel like a grandson monkey...

　　 Gan Zhi shook his head and walked to the computer. Then, with a slid, the projection surface appeared, and then the slender fingers shook, searching for the three words Zhu Jianye.

　　 While she pressed the search button, the results appeared.

ten minutes later.

　　 She clicked the ‘X’ in the upper right corner, her face expressionless, her hands crossed her fingers, and the back of her hand was dragging her white chin, her expression a little sluggish.

　　 "Want... or not???"

　　 Thinking about what happened in half a month, her heart was a little confused for a while, and she was a little hesitant.

　　 But, think of the essence of unlimited fighting...

"no."

　　 Gan Zhi's face was dark, and he forced his thoughts to'turn around' and enter the working state.

　　······

　　 The world of "One Man's Martial Arts".

　　Feng Yuxiu has set off again, on the way to the "King of Weapons" martial arts hall.

　　 Shan Ying followed him with his mobile phone, and interacted with the audience while broadcasting live. She is also keen on broadcasting now.

　　 Even if he gets off work at Feng Yuxiu's side and returns to the martial arts gym, he will broadcast the live broadcast by himself.

　　 Because of the fire!

　　 Feng Yuxiu's popularity has caused her to catch on. She is the top anchor on the live broadcast platform.

　　 Besides, she also has real abilities. Occasionally, she misses a few hands in the live broadcast, which can also attract the audience to scream, and the gifts are flying all over the sky.

　　As soon as his fame came out, more people came to Heyi to sign up for martial arts.

　　 This is a virtuous circle, and even the current one door is full, Shan Ying is already looking for a new martial arts venue.

　　 So, let's not say that Feng Yuxiu asked her to help live broadcast, even if she didn't ask her to come!

　　 Even if Feng Yuxiu stopped live broadcasting, she would be uncomfortable and uncomfortable.

　　······

　　 In the group live broadcast room.

　　 Lin Bin, Wang Daochang, and the layman with money are all there.

　　 After Lin Bin joined, Wang Daochang immediately said: "Group leader, let's talk privately later."

"Um?"

　　 Lin Bin was a little surprised, but didn't say much, just agreed.

　　 Then, he sent a barrage: "Seal brother, how many percent are you sure?"

　　 "It turned out to be only 50%."

　　 Feng Yuxiu responded: "The sword has no eyes, and a little carelessness is the result of death and injury, but later I discovered that the king of weapons has changed."

　　 "So now, 90%."

　　 "Oh?" The layman with money was curious: "Who did you change?"

　　 "His apprentice."

　　 was talking, it's the place.

　　 Baibingxuan.

　　 Listening to the name, it looks like a weapon seller, but in fact, it is a martial arts hall that specializes in teaching all kinds of weapons.

　　 At this moment, there are many people waiting in front of the gate.

　　 At first, one person was already old, wearing short sleeves, but there was a hideous ‘centipede’ on his right arm, and he had undergone major surgery at first sight.

　　 "Understood! No wonder there will be substitutions."

　　 The layman with money will understand it at a glance.

　　 Although he didn't know that it was caused by the operation, he knew it at the sight of such a long and large scar, and the opponent was obviously unable to fight.

　　 "You really came!"

　　 The old man took a deep breath, his face solemn: "Feng Yuxiu."

　　 "You guys, this is the last martial arts gym I will challenge in Xiangjiang."

　　 closed in the correction color and said: "Originally, I wanted to score the victory and defeat, but also to decide the life and death, but now... forget it, just divide the victory and defeat."

　　 "I used to think that Kung Fu is a killer skill."

　　 "But, many masters told me that it is true kung fu that is easy to retract and release."

　　 The old man's face changed again and again.

　　 The apprentices behind him also changed their faces.

boom!

　　 Suddenly, Feng Yuxiu jumped off suddenly, kicked off, and the sign broke.

"you!!!"

　　The martial arts disciples were angrily and were about to rush over. The old man opened his arms to stop them, and said in a deep voice, "Feng Yuxiu, you are too much."

"pass?"

　　Feng Yuxiu sneered: "Have you really lived?"

　　 "When many foreign barbarian martial arts schools, martial arts, take root in China, and even Yaowu Yaowei..."

　　 "Being some so-called masters, in fact, the generation of clowns jumping around at will, ruining the name of our art..."

　　 "When you hype for the sake of being popular, you will humiliate our country's skills by slandering the people who are not righteous in their minds and clamoring against fake national skills."

　　 "When I, the people of China, no longer believe in Chinese martial arts, where are you?"

　　 "Have you ever thought about it, have you...over?"

　　 At this moment, Feng Yuxiu stared angrily, and even had a vague killing intent brewing.

"you?!"

　　 Baibingxuan went up and down, suddenly startled.

　　Especially the old man, while shaking his mind, couldn't help but said: "You... is this for this?"

　　 "Just for this!" Feng Yu repaired it for granted.

　　 "But the times don't need it anymore!"

　　 "National skill? Play style, play style, break the law when you hit it, if we stand up and break the law..."

　　 "It's just a coward."

　　 Feng Yuxiu did not listen to these: "Cowards, there are always countless reasons to excuse yourself, but I never thought that if you don't stand up, the martial arts will only become more and more lonely. In the end, no one will believe it."

　　 "This is not only the sorrow of our martial arts people, but also the sorrow of the Chinese people."

　　 "If you don't teach the truth, sooner or later, those foreigners will study it out, and our children and grandchildren will be beaten!"

　　 The old man is even more depressed: "Now is the age of guns."

　　 Feng Yuxiu retorted with a sneer without hesitation: "Then what martial arts gym do you open?"

　　 "Open the gun hall!"

　　 The old man suffocated ~www.readwn.com~ to refute, but was speechless.

"Ugh."

　　 He sighed slightly: "It seems that today's battle is inevitable."

　　 "You can't fight, and I won't bully you." Feng Yuxiu's eyes were pressing: "Send someone out."

　　 The old man was silent, and then said: "The self-injury has begun, and everything in the martial arts gymnasium has been handed over to my big apprentice."

　　 "Sure enough."

　　 Not surprisingly, Feng Yuxiu looked at the person behind him: "Martial arts superstar, Hong Ye."

　　 Hong Ye stepped forward slowly, his eyes cold.

　　······

　　 "I'm going, Hong Ye?!"

　　 "Really he? I haven't found it just now!"

　　 "Is he... not an actor? This???"

　　 In the live broadcast room, the audience was dumbfounded.

　　How did an actor become a successful husband? Want to fight Feng Yuxiu? Many Hong Ye fans were immediately frightened and worried for their idols.

　　 But more viewers are lamenting another thing.

　　 "It turns out that Feng Yuxiu is such a person?"

　　 "To be honest, I thought Feng Yuxiu was too much just now, relying on my strength, I bullied people everywhere, but now it seems..."

　　 "Well, let's tell you that, three days ago, I didn't believe in martial arts either."

　　 "Who said no?"

　　 "The national arts are lonely!"

　　 "After all, today's environment..."

　　 "Fart environment, just like what Feng Yuxiu said, just a coward! What kind of environment do you want to talk about? Why do other styles of martial arts have been mixed up, but the national martial arts are all shouting and fighting?"

　　 "It's not that they don't teach the truth and don't stand up!"

　　 "We just need a Feng Yuxiu!"