Siheyuan, a comfortable life under Zhengyang Gate

Chapter 470 Disgrace

"You're good, kid. Not bad. You didn't embarrass me, Uncle Kun."

Upon hearing that Liu Yuehua actually had a conflict with the members of the Shichahai Sports School's martial arts class and the Imperial Martial Arts Team, and knocked down a dozen students from the Shichahai Sports School's martial arts class and the Imperial Martial Arts Team, Yang Yukun suddenly smiled on his face.

In August [-], this kid began to practice martial arts with him and practice Gu Zhuang Boxing.

This ancient Zhuang Fist is a technique used by the ancient Eight Gui Wolf Soldiers to kill enemies. It is clean and deadly, and the emphasis is on killing with one blow. It is a real killing technique.

Although this boy is called his uncle and nephew, he is actually a master and a disciple.

Yang Yukun didn't hide anything about Gu Zhuang Quan, and taught this kid everything without reservation.

In addition, this kid has good martial arts talent and is willing to work hard, and he has achieved good combat effectiveness in just four years.

Well done, he didn't embarrass his master.

"Hehe... I didn't expect that I was so powerful."

On the first day he started practicing martial arts with Uncle Kun, Uncle Kun told him not to fight easily with others, let alone use the skills he had learned to bully the weak.

For so many years, Liu Yuehua has always kept Uncle Kun's words in mind.

It's not that he has never fought before, but he has definitely never used his skills to bully others.

If it weren't for the stubbornness of the guy from the martial arts class at Shichahai Sports School, he wouldn't have fought with these people this time.

Only after he moved his hands did he realize how powerful he was. He took the martial arts class of Shichahai Sports School by himself and defeated more than a dozen members of the Imperial Martial Arts Team who blocked him on the way to school. He was so awesome!

If it weren't for his lack of actual combat experience, he would never have suffered such a serious skin injury.

"Xiaohua, you didn't kill me, did you?"

He taught Liu Yuehua real killing techniques, and Yang Yukun was a little worried about whether someone would die.

"Uncle Kun, I didn't kill him, but they must have entered the hospital."

Being beaten by more than a dozen students from the Imperial Martial Arts Team, Liu Yuehua did not hold back, otherwise he would be the one lying down.

But he didn't kill them, and he didn't attack these people's vital points.

Even so, these people were still beaten so hard by him that they couldn't get up. They would never get out if they didn't recuperate in the hospital for ten days and a half.

"That's good."

Yang Yukun was relieved when he heard that Liu Yuehua did not kill him.

What he was most worried about was that this kid was not careful enough to save lives, which would be troublesome.

"Uncle Kun, they won't come to trouble me again, will they?"

"If anyone dares to trouble you again, just tell me and Uncle Kun will help you deal with it."

"it is good."

Although it was the people from the Imperial Martial Arts Team who first caused trouble for him, he sent all the students from the Imperial Martial Arts Team to the hospital. Liu Yuehua was still a little worried that the Imperial Martial Arts Team would continue to cause trouble for him later.

Now when he heard Uncle Kun say this, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Liu Yuehua turned to look at his father and said, "Hey... Dad, I'm hungry. Is the meal ready?"

"Okay, let's eat."

Liu Yunguang looked at his son who had bruises on his face and hands. He was really shocked just now.

After the food was placed, Liu Yuehua picked up the bowls and chopsticks and started eating frantically.

This fight made him hungry, and his stomach growled.

Hou Su'e said: "Eat slowly, no one will compete with you."

Liu Yuehua took a mouthful of rice and said vaguely: "Grandpa, dad, mom, uncle Kun, aunt, you guys should eat too."

Yang Yukun smiled: "Master, brother-in-law, come and have a drink."

Baolanhou smiled and said: "Xiaohua, do you want to have a drink with us?"

Hou Su'e said: "Dad, Xiaohua is still young and cannot drink."

"Thirteen is not too young. This kid won the battle today and deserves a glass of celebratory wine."

"Hehe... Grandpa, Dad, Uncle Kun, then I'll have a drink with you." Liu Yuehua picked up the wine jar and poured half a cup for himself: "Let's have a taste first, wow, it's so spicy."

"Haha..." "Grandpa, Dad, Uncle Kun, I'd like to toast you all."

"it is good!"

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After dinner at the master's house, Yang Yukun sent Xu Jingping and Xiao Zongzi home first.

When I came back, my father-in-law, mother-in-law, and He Xiaoxia were still having dinner.

When the black panther saw the three people coming back, he ran out of the house wagging his tail.

Mother Han and Teacher Liu were also there. They had nothing to do after dinner and ran over to chat with their mother-in-law.

The store's truck will park at the door first, and the store's driver will come and drive it early tomorrow morning.

After sending his wife and children home, Yang Yukun rode his bicycle to the master's house and got a small bottle of topical medicinal wine for treating bruises and gave it to Liu Yuehua.

"Boy, please bear with me."

"Uncle Kun, come on, hiss...Uncle Kun, please be gentle."

"The strength will not work if it is too light, and the medicinal strength of the medicinal wine cannot be absorbed."

"hiss……."

"I didn't feel any pain during the fight. Do you feel pain now?"

"It doesn't hurt, huh...!"

"Okay, I won't notice anything after I wake up. I'll have another massage tomorrow and it will be completely healed."

"Thank you, Uncle Kun."

"You're lucky this time, too. You didn't hurt your muscles or bones."

"It's because they are too weak."

"The strength of the Imperial Martial Arts Team is not that good. They are just the people who are beating you up. The real masters have not yet taken action. You must know that there are people outside the world, and there is a sky outside the sky. Don't be arrogant."

"Uncle Kun, I remember it."

"Just remember it."

After giving Liu Yuehua a massage with medicinal wine, Yang Yukun went to drink tea with the master for a while.

And this time.

Xie He Hospital.

As the deputy leader and head coach of the Imperial Martial Arts Team, Wu Bing looked at the livid faces of the team members lying on the hospital bed, and was filled with anger and anger.

"Okay, you are really good at it. You are really proud of our imperial martial arts captain, you are really proud of me as the head coach, you are really proud of me as the master!"

"What are you doing with your heads down? Lift your heads up!"

"As a professional martial arts athlete on the martial arts team, a dozen people went to beat up a middle school student. They are all people who have won medals in various martial arts competitions. Don't you have any sense of shame?"

"More than a dozen of you didn't even win against a middle school student, and each of them had their ribs broken. I'm blushing for you."

"You are all lying on the hospital bed now. I won't punish you now. When you recover from your injuries and are discharged, see how I deal with you bastards."

After scolding the team members lying on the hospital bed, Wu Bing turned around and walked away.

He had a meeting at the city hall this afternoon. The team called the city hall and told him that something happened to the team and asked him to come back quickly.

When he returned to the team, he found out that such a embarrassing incident had occurred in the imperial martial arts team he led.

More than a dozen team members blocked a middle school student on the way home from school. The most important thing is that they actually lost the fight. All of them had their ribs broken and were sent to the hospital.

It's so shameful. It's so shameful. I've lost my face to the Pacific Ocean.

If colleagues from other provinces and cities knew that their imperial martial arts team was chosen by a teenage middle school student, I don’t know how they would laugh at them.

Moreover, the martial arts team will have competitions in the future, and two of the injured members have signed up to compete.

Now that he is injured, he will definitely not be able to play in the game, so he has to make substitutions.

At this moment, he was thinking of strangling these bastards to death.

(End of this chapter)