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At this moment, Fan Xian's expression was one of grievance. He had almost been crippled, so how could his own father possibly have the time to educate him?    

    

Besides, what does this have to do with football?    

    

Furthermore, even if the current situation for National Foot was not good, but if he was allowed to join, National Foot would definitely emit a new kind of vigor, and enter the World Cup in one go.    

    

This was because he had been a little genius since he was young. He would be invincible throughout the kindergarten. He would definitely be an ace player in the future.    

    

After indulging in his wild thoughts for a while, Fan Xian came to his senses and hurriedly said to Fan Jian.    

    

"Dad, now is not the time to talk about this. The other party is an expert, don't you see those people lying on the ground? He put them all down. "    

    

Hearing this, Fan Jian finally reacted. He no longer stared at his son, and instead swept his gaze towards the ground.    

    

Indeed.    

    

The dozens of people lying on the ground were all wearing the training clothes of their dojo. Fan Jian could tell at a glance that these people lying on the ground belonged to their dojo.    

    

Although it was just a few ordinary acolytes, it was obviously not easy for a single person to defeat them.    

    

Thinking of this, Fan Jian's eyes narrowed. He immediately raised his head to look at Chu Feng and his expression became much more solemn.    

    

"Are you the one who bullied my son?" Fan Jian asked word by word, but his tone was slightly cold. His words even had a hint of killing intent, clearly indicating that he did not come with good intentions.    

    

Chu Feng couldn't help but laugh out loud when he heard Fan Jian's words.    

    

"I say, Mr. Fan Jian, aren't you going to ask what your son has done?"    

    

To this, Fan Jian coldly snorted and said, "My son might be wrong, but now, all the disciples of my dojo have been knocked down by you. If this were to spread out, do you think my dojo would open again?"    

    

Saying this, Fan Jian paused for a moment before continuing.    

    

"You must give me an explanation today, as well as an explanation for my son."    

    

Fan Jian was extremely domineering, and his tone carried a trace of unquestionable meaning.    

    

Hearing this, Chu Feng couldn't help but laugh, and then sneered: "You guys are really overbearing huh? Is it because you're a martial artist? "    

    

Fan Jian answered, "That's right, I am a martial arts founder, but my martial arts opened schools in all parts of the country, and there were thousands of my disciples in the Kyoto. Do you think I have the qualifications to be tyrannical?"    

    

As he spoke, Fan Jian's face couldn't help but show a smile. Since the opening of the martial arts school to this extent, it could be said that there weren't many people in history.    

    

He was qualified to expand, and he was qualified to be domineering!    

    

Thinking up to this point, Fan Jian looked at Chu Feng with a trace of disdain in his eyes.    

    

"I will give you a chance. Kneel down and admit your wrongs to my sons and disciples, and promise to repay the medical fees of my disciples."    

    

"As long as you agree, you can write off today's matter. Otherwise, you have to bear the consequences."    

    

As Fan Jian's words fell, the disciples that Fan Jian brought all looked at Chu Feng with a trace of pity.    

    

From their point of view, Chu Feng was going to suffer extreme humiliation today. Their master's words were not a joke.    

    

Hearing Fan Jian's words, Fan Xian's face revealed an extremely excited expression as he said this.    

    

"That's right, hurry up and kneel down and admit your wrongs and compensate our people for the medical fees."    

    

"I'll add another one here. Stay away from my snow treatment in the future. He's not someone you can touch, nor is he someone you're worthy of."    

    

With that, Fan Xian once again cast a contemptuous gaze at Chu Feng, returning to the perspective of God. He looked down at Chu Feng from all angles, as if the whole world had been stepped on by him.    

    

Feeling the gazes of the surrounding people, Yan Xixue couldn't help but become nervous and subconsciously grabbed Chu Feng's clothes.    

    

At the same time, she also started to blame herself. If it wasn't for her, Chu Feng wouldn't be in such trouble today.    

    

Noticing her strangeness, Chu Feng patted her smooth and delicate hands comfortingly and said with a smile, "Don't worry, just stay here and watch. It will end very soon."    

    

Saying that, Chu Feng strode forward, but his expression was a little cold. He looked at Fan Jian and his son as he spoke.    

    

"If I don't agree, what can you do to me?"    

    

Chu Feng walked forward step by step. Each step gave off a sense of pressure. When Fan Xian felt the pressure, he couldn't help but take a step back.    

    

Seeing this, Fan Jian's face slightly sank, then he said coldly.    

    

"If you don't agree, then it will be my disciple or I who will be the one to properly tell you."    

    

"A generation of Master is not someone you can bully!"    

    

After he finished speaking, the aura around Fan Jian surged, looking full of Master's boldness.    

    

But Chu Feng, who heard what Fan Jian said, shook his head with a disdainful expression on his face.    

    

"If the Master that our China is talking about is all your sh * t, then the future of our China's martial arts will be bleak."    

    

Chu Feng's words touched upon Fan Jian's sore spot. Immediately, his eyes revealed killing intent as he coldly laughed.    

    

"Very good, you are very good, because you have successfully angered me!"    

    

Fan Jian walked towards Chu Feng with heavy steps. Clearly, he was already in a state of rage.    

    

When he was only about a meter away from Chu Feng, Fan Jian stopped his footsteps, and said coldly as he stared at Chu Feng.    

    

"The martial arts of our China is not something that a human like you can judge, and what I want to do, is not up to you to decide. Since you are not convinced, then defeat me, and use your Fist to reason with me."    

    

Seeing this, Fan Xian immediately cried out in excitement.    

    

"That's right, don't just use your mouth. If you have the ability, then fight with my dad. Let's see how my dad will teach you how to be a person."    

    

Fan Xian's tone was filled with excitement. In his mind, Chu Feng definitely couldn't go back safely because in his memory, he had never seen his father this angry before.    

    

As for the surrounding disciples of Fan Jian, their gazes towards Chu Feng became more and more pitiful. In their eyes, what Chu Feng said was no different from courting death.    

    

At this moment, Fan Jian's body emitted a strong aura, and it was obvious that he was already prepared for battle.    

    

From Fan Jian's point of view, this Kid who did not know his limits must use Fist to make him submit. Let him know his little strength, in front of him, the Wing Chun Fist, Master, he could not only talk about it.    

    

But when he saw that he was about to attack Fan Jian, Chu Feng shook his head and revealed a disdainful smile.    

    

"You want to fight me? I'm afraid you are not qualified, with your little demeanor you still dare to call yourself Master, it is because of you people that the China's martial arts are gradually losing your power. "    

    

"Let me show you something. After I finish looking at it, if you still have the courage to fight me, then I'll consider it your strength. I'm convinced."