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Kick the hall?

Everyone in Bali hall gasped, this kid is really bold, he even came to kick the hall all by himself.

Although Balitang lost two games in a row under Chu Huan, it is not an idle club after all. It has been going sideways in Qingliu County in the past few years. As long as the name of Balitang is reported, no one in Qingliu County would dare to mess with it.

Going to the gymnasium is very particular in the Great Qin Empire.

Generally speaking, if it is not for ambition or enmity, it is rare to be kicked out of the pavilion.

The so-called ambition is like two martial arts gyms appearing in one place. If one of them wants to dominate and hold some weight, it will board the other martial arts gym.

The result of kicking the gym is directly related to the survival of the martial arts hall.

If one of the martial arts gyms wins, then the other martial arts gym will take off the door plaque and disappear from then on, so unless it is absolutely necessary, kicking the gym rarely happens.

But Chu Huan came here today without any pressure. On the contrary, if he really defeated Xue Lang, the signboard of Balitang would never be able to hang up again.

Everyone in Balitang changed color, and a man with a purple face beside the dwarf Lao Liu sneered: "Kick the hall? Chu Huan, I admit that you have a skill, but you alone want to pick my Balitang brand, Don’t you take yourself too seriously?” He clenched his fists and looked at Chu Huan coldly: “Since you’ve come out, go live your life honestly and ask the Bodhisattva to bless you to be safe and sound… come to my Bali Hall without knowing life or death. , I really think of myself as an onion!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Chu Huan's figure move, but his purple face had already seen that the copper stick in Chu Huan's hand had been stabbing towards his chest with a speed like lightning.

Zibo's face was taken aback. He didn't expect Chu Huan to attack without warning. He was always on guard against Chu Huan. When he saw the copper stick approaching, he didn't dodge it. It even reached out and grabbed the copper rod.

He knew that Chu Huan's copper stick was obviously poking at his chest, but he changed his move in an instant. He picked up the copper stick and hit the chin of Zibo's face with a "poof", and heard the sound of "crack" bones shattering. The sound sounded, Zibo's face showed pain, his eyes were full of horror, his lower skeleton was hit hard by the copper rod, it had fallen off, and even his bones were cracked, the whole person had squatted down in pain, covering his mouth, The fingertips soon overflowed with blood.

Chu Huan withdrew his long stick in an instant, and said with a faint smile, "You dare to hold your chest out to welcome you. It seems that your chest should have been trained in iron cloth shirts, but it seems that your chin has not been trained!" He smiled coldly. , said: "Now you know which onion I am?"

Chu Huan hit Zibo's face again with a blow from the copper stick, and everyone around was terrified.

That purple-faced face is the seventh child of Balitang, he has a somewhat brutal personality, even the people of Balitang, on weekdays many people are beaten by him, he is very afraid of him.

At this time, in the eyes of everyone, a figure like Yama was easily injured by Chu Huan, and everyone didn't know whether they were excited or frightened.

The third child of the skinny man was already familiar with Chu Huan's skill, so he remained calm, waved his hand, and said in a deep voice, "Help Seventh Master down to heal his wound!" Immediately, two people stepped forward to help Zichelian away.

The thin man cupped his hands and said to Chu Huan: "Master Chu, you have to forgive others. There may be something wrong with our Balitang before. You have a lot of adults, so don't take it to heart. We don't know each other, you know , our Balitang can still eat well in Qingliu County, Master Chu and my Balitang will be friends in the future, if Master Chu can use my Balitang, let me know, and my Balitang will definitely help... As the saying goes, One more friend, one more road, one more enemy, one more mountain blocking the way, Master Chu is a wise man at first glance, so he naturally knows how to choose...!"

Chu Huan said with a smile: "In the Bali Hall, you can be regarded as the number one person. You know how to advance and retreat, and you are eloquent...!" Then he shook his head and sighed: "It's just that you are not qualified to say this to me, where is Xue? "

"I'm here!" The door of the main hall opened with a creak, and Xue Lang, who was dressed in a brocade cotton robe and a square cotton hat, stepped out, holding two iron gallbladders in his right hand, with a gloomy expression on his face, standing in front of the door , looked down at Chu Huan, and sneered: "Who dares to come to my Bali Hall to make trouble?"

This was the first time for Chu Huan to see Xue Lang, and when he saw Xue Lang's fleshy face with a fierce look on his face, he could not be seen as a kind person, so he smiled lightly and said, "Are you the boss of Balitang?"

"I'm Xue Lang!" Although Xue Lang knew that Chu Huan was very skilled, he couldn't show weakness any more when people came to his door.

His family background is not good, and he did a lot of things like killing and stealing goods back then. In the past few years, he has laid a foundation in Qingliu County. Not only do he have a group of followers and disciples, but he also has a fierce fight with the county government office. It can be said that he is very comfortable. The Bali Hall was built by him alone, and now that Chu Huan came to smash his own signboard with bare hands, Xue Lang naturally absolutely refused to allow it.

As soon as he came out, he had a condescending attitude. Although it was a habit developed in the past few years, what was more important was that he could not lose his prestige in front of his disciples.

Chu Huan nodded and said, "Very good."

"I'm very good, but you're not!" Xue Lang sneered, the iron gallbladder in his hand rattled, staring into Chu Huan's eyes and said, "You've been playing well these days, you're a character, Master Xue I've heard of your name before. But just because you want to kick my signboard in Balitang, I'm afraid you don't have the qualifications...!"

Although he didn't change his face when he said these words, he was very puzzled in his heart.

Xue Lang knew that Chu Huan was being imprisoned in the dungeon, and even knew that the magistrate Hu was planning to do something cruel, so he stayed behind closed doors today, in fact, he was waiting for the county government to pass on him.

Xue Lang knew that as long as Chu Huan was killed, the magistrate of Hu would definitely send someone to find him, and he would have to drink to celebrate.

It's just that the people who failed to wait for Hu Wei, but waited for Chu Huan to call the door in person, Xue Lang was very puzzled, and really didn't know what kind of big event happened at the county government.

Wei Tianqing and Lan Tingyu acted secretly, and acted swiftly and resolutely. They took down Huzhi County overnight. Although Xue Lang was well informed, they hadn't received any news until now.

Of course, it was impossible for him to think that Hu Wei would fall so soon.

Chu Huan smiled lightly, and said directly: "Hu Wei has been escorted to Fucheng. If there is no accident, he will never return to Qingliu County...Since he is gone, you should go too." Looking up Looking at the goose-feather white snow flying all over the sky, he said slowly: "I don't want to hurt my peace. In this way, you can cut off your arms yourself, and then you can leave Qingliu County... Well, it is better to leave Yunshan Mansion. From now on, you will also Don't come back again, if I see you in the future, I'm afraid I won't be able to keep those two legs...!" He looked around and said with a smile: "Your house is not small, it's worth some money, since From now on, it will be mine...how, do you agree with my suggestion?"

Everyone around looked at Chu Huan as if they were a fool, and several people had already smiled contemptuously.

Although everyone knew that Chu Huan was powerful, but Chu Huan's words made everyone feel a burst of joy.

Xue Lang laughed loudly and said, "Chu Huan, I've heard a lot of big talk, but what you said is what I've heard the most." His face darkened, and he shouted: "Listen to me, no matter who it is today , as long as any of his limbs are broken, I will reward you with 300 taels of silver...!"

The so-called great reward, there must be a brave man, Xue Lang gave an order, and more than 20 people present looked at each other, and then someone sternly shouted, waving a stick in his hand, and grabbed Chu Huan.

This person snatched it out, and the others would not be negligent, shouting and drinking, and rushed forward.

Sun Zikong's face turned pale, but when everyone was rushing forward, he shrank back and hid to the side, while the skinny youngest stood beside Xue Lang with his arms folded, without making a move.

Chu Huan came here today, and he was ready for a big battle. More than 20 men surrounded him swarmed up, shouting in harmony. Chu Huan showed no fear on his face, but a burst of excitement.

The copper stick in his hand is like a wandering dragon, stirring in the flying snow, the man is like a tiger, the stick is like a dragon, among the chaotic sticks of the people in the Bali Hall, he advances and retreats smoothly, but at an extremely fast speed.

Although Balitang is a martial arts gym on the outside, this group of disciples is actually just a mob. Although they besieged Chu Huan under Xue Lang's heavy reward, they were still afraid of Chu Huan in their hearts.

What's more, the stick techniques of this group of people are completely ruthless methods used by ordinary people in the market.

As soon as the experts make a move, they will know whether there is one. As soon as Chu Huan makes a move, his proficient moves are naturally unmatched by these rabble. Land, struggling with pain.

Chu Huan was like a dragon swimming in the snow, in the heavy snow, his figure was unusually chic, with copper sticks everywhere, invincible.

The skinny young man became more and more frightened, and slowly retreated to Xue Lang's side, lowering his voice and saying, "Master Xue... why do I feel that Chu Huan doesn't seem to be using a stick...!"

Xue Lang's face was also a little ugly. The group of people under him seemed to be appetizers before the Chu Huan battle. Under Chu Huan's stick shadow, none of them could get close to Chu Huan's body.

Chu Huan was outnumbered, but his disciples were at an absolute disadvantage.

"Not using a stick?" Xue Lang frowned and said, "What do you mean?"

"I think he seems to be good at marksmanship!" The skinny youngest said in a low voice, "There are very few people in the Jianghu who use spears... On the contrary, there are many people with outstanding marksmanship on the battlefield...!"

Xue Lang didn't seem to care about these words, and said with a sneer, "It doesn't matter if he is a stick or a gun, if he enters the Bali Hall, I will make him crawl out...!" , In the flying snow, with a sudden flick of his right hand, an iron gallbladder in his hand flew straight towards Chu Huanfei, like a shooting star, extremely fast and powerful.