Capítulo 747: Chapter 576: Inviting Experts
The man with a short beard saw that Wang Yan was very interested and couldn’t help but smile, “Everyone who enters the Black Dragon Daoist School hopes to et the masters of the Black Dragon Daoist School. This is the dream of all of us, and as such, not everyone gets this chance.”
Wang Yan furrowed his brow and asked, “What do you an?”
The man with a short beard said, “Only those who have reached a certain standard in martial arts are qualified to et the masters of the school and have the opportunity to receive the Black Dragon dal. At that ti, our skills will greatly improve. Young man, don’t pretend; everyone who cos to the Black Dragon Daoist School has this aim.”
Upon hearing this, Wang Yan could already confirm that this Black Dragon Daoist School indeed had a direct connection with the Black Dragon Order. Moreover, the Black Dragon dal that the short-bearded man ntioned was likely the Black Dragon Order.
Therefore, Wang Yan stepped forward, stood in front of the short-bearded man, and coldly said, “Take to see the school’s master.”
The short-bearded man said coldly, “I already said that to et the school master, you must first reach a certain level of skill. Here in our school, only by defeating does one have the right to et the school master.”
Upon hearing this, Wang Yan pointed at the short-bearded man and said, “Co on, I’ll challenge you right now.”
At this mont, the people around erupted in laughter, and every face showed a mocking expression.
The short-bearded man also sneered a few tis before saying, “Young man, you are too arrogant. Didn’t you see that I am a Yellow Belt expert?”
“What does Yellow Belt an?” Wang Yan looked around and saw that the people seated around were all wearing different colored belts; so were white, so orange, and so blue.
When they saw that Wang Yan didn’t even understand the belt colors, everyone around laughed again.
“Hahaha, what a country bumpkin, doesn’t even understand this.”
“Knows nothing and yet dares to challenge Director Zhengxiong.”
“Director Zhengxiong doesn’t need to take action, just let a White Belt disciple fight him.”
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It turns out this short-bearded man’s na is Zhengxiong, and he is the director here.
Director Zhengxiong also snorted coldly, his face showing a look of contempt, and said blandly, “The belts are distinguished by the level of skill: White Belt is the lowest, then Orange Belt, followed by Blue, and then my Yellow Belt. If you want to challenge , go challenge a White Belt first. After challenging the White Belt, then the Orange and Blue, and only then will you have the qualification to challenge .”
With that said, Director Zhengxiong turned around to leave.
At this mont, Wang Yan said from behind him, “What if no one accepts my challenge?”
Director Zhengxiong said coldly, “Nonsense, any one of the dozens of disciples in my school can defeat you.”
Saying this, Director Zhengxiong continued to walk away, coldly adding, “Who will go teach this arrogant man a lesson?”
Yet, no one responded.
Director Zhengxiong, a bit angry, turned back and said, “Idiots, why is no one responding?”
But when Director Zhengxiong turned around, he suddenly froze, because he saw that the dozens of burly n who had been sitting steadily on the floor were now all collapsed, foaming at the mouth—clearly all knocked out.
And Wang Yan stood behind him, looking at him coldly.
“What happened?” Director Zhengxiong was imdiately stunned with fear.
These dozens of n had been practicing Karate for several years, each with so skills, how could they all be knocked out?
At this mont, Wang Yan said coldly, “Now that no one accepts my challenge, only you are left.”
Given the bizarre scene before him, Director Zhengxiong couldn’t help but feel a bit afraid,
Nonetheless, seeing the icy look in Wang Yan’s eyes, Director Zhengxiong gritted his teeth and said, “Hmph, I’ve been imrsed in Karate for eighteen years and have mastered it to perfection. I don’t believe in superstition. Now, I will accept your challenge.”
With that, Director Zhengxiong shouted loud and suddenly leapt up, his body soaring mid-air, and then kicked toward Wang Yan.
This kick from Director Zhengxiong was precise and ruthless, extrely fierce—truly the mark of soone imrsed in Karate for eighteen years.
Just monts ago, Director Zhengxiong experienced a slight fear, but after delivering this kick, he imdiately regained his confidence.
Director Zhengxiong believed that in this city, less than ten people could dodge his kick, and once he executed this kick, the young man in front of him would definitely be sent flying, heavily injured and downed.
As expected, as Director Zhengxiong’s kick aid at Wang Yan’s temple, Wang Yan stood there really without moving an inch, as though he hadn’t reacted at all to Director Zhengxiong’s kick.
Seeing this, Director Zhengxiong’s heart, which had been tense monts earlier, imdiately relaxed. He laughed heartily, “Hahaha, pretending to be a ghost, go die.”
Just as Director Zhengxiong’s kick was about to reach Wang Yan’s head, suddenly Wang Yan, who had been still all along, raised his hand and threw a punch aiming at Director Zhengxiong’s abdon.
Seeing Wang Yan’s punch, Director Zhengxiong couldn’t help but widen his eyes in shock, because he suddenly realized that he couldn’t see Wang Yan strike; all he could see was Wang Yan’s fist turning into a blur, making him feel a little dazzled.
At this mont, Director Zhengxiong suddenly felt a sharp pain in his abdon, and then his body flew backward as fast as lightning, crashing into the wall behind.
On this wall hung a plaque, with the words “Black Dragon Daoist School” written on it.
Director Zhengxiong’s back slamd into this plaque, and with a “crack,” the plaque broke in two.
Subsequently, Director Zhengxiong and the plaque fell from mid-air together.
With a “thud,” Director Zhengxiong landed on the ground, feeling his entire abdon beco unbearably numb, completely losing sensation, as if his abdon were not even part of his own body.
However, Director Zhengxiong didn’t care about the pain in his abdon; his eyes were filled with terror, fearfully staring at Wang Yan before him, muttering in shock, “Expert… expert.”
Wang Yan coldly looked at Director Zhengxiong and said, “How can I et the person with a mysterious tattoo?”
Director Zhengxiong quickly said, “Three days later… I will invite an expert here to et you.”
Upon hearing this, Wang Yan coldly said, “Fine, I’ll co back in three days. If I can’t et a master again, I’ll dismantle your Black Dragon Daoist School and turn it into a junkyard.”
Saying this, Wang Yan turned around and left in grand strides.
Just as Wang Yan left, Director Zhengxiong felt his abdon churn and subsequently spat out a mouthful of fresh blood.
At this ti, the burly n around slowly regained consciousness and, seeing Director Zhengxiong spitting blood, quickly gathered around.
Director Zhengxiong hurriedly waved his hand and shouted, “Quickly, go and invite an expert with a mysterious Demon Pattern, I need to take revenge—”
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