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Ye Qing clenched his fist through the air.    

The camera suddenly shattered.    

This was even more exaggerated than the movie!    

Silence!    

Silence!    

No one dared to believe their eyes!    

The students of World's Martial Arts Dojo were incomparably shocked. With their knowledge of Traditional Martial Arts, they absolutely could not do this!    

Could it be that Pavilion Master Ye did not practice martial arts?    

Instead...    

Immortal cultivation?!    

"Didn't someone say just now that he was the top scholar and that the Traditional Martial Arts was no good? Why don't you come out and explain what's going on?"    

"Explain? Who do you think I am? I can explain science, this is metaphysics! This is an immortal spell! I want to register, I want to practice Traditional Martial Arts, I want to learn from Pavilion Master Ye!"    

...    

Everyone in the directing team was also stunned.    

The camera was broken right in front of their eyes, just like the telekinesis in novels, it was impossible to predict, impossible to resist.    

Their faces were deathly pale, incomparably terrified, and their eyeballs were about to pop out!    

This f * cking Chang Binbai wanted to fake it?    

You are going to use your life to fake it!    

"This is one million, just treat it as compensation for your equipment." Ye Qing wrote a check and said lightly, "Take the money, get lost, don't bother me anymore. Otherwise, I won't be polite. "    

The director looked at the cheque and shivered. He actually did not have the courage to pick it up.    

As the director of such a popular variety show, he had seen countless big shots. He had seen people stamp their feet and shake China, but no one gave him more pressure than Ye Qing.    

The director felt that.    

He was not facing people.    

He was facing a god!    

"Director, how about we forget about it? After all, it's our fault. We shouldn't ask for money."    

"Let's hurry up and leave. I really want to go home and use the toilet."    

Those who looked down on Ye Qing earlier were now extremely terrified. They could not stop trembling.    

The director was cursing the truth.    

Do you think I'm an idiot? !    

You dare to take money?    

He really didn't care about his own life!    

"Mr. Ye Qing, I'm sorry. We will come and apologize to you another day." After saying that, the director left like a wisp of smoke. The others also trembled and hurriedly followed.    

Ye Qing was disdainful. He got someone to clean up the place and wanted to leave. However, he was tied up by the students.    

Loong Zhengyi and a few other martial arts practitioners also gathered around. They looked at Ye Qing with anticipation, hoping that he would give them an explanation.    

After Ye Qing had attacked just now.    

Many people asked them what kind of move it was.    

But Loong Zhengyi and the others really wanted to say something.    

You outsiders can't see through it.    

The same goes for us insiders. A stupefied expression!    

"Since everyone wants to know, let me explain. Ye Qing saw that a few of them were just there to make up the numbers and said lightly, "I will only tell the elite students. Ordinary students will not learn even if they listen. Come upstairs with me."    

The elite students were personally taught by Loong Zhengyi and the others. They stood on pole-standing and polished their bodies. There were a thousand people who had some foundation.    

He went to the second floor and saw that everyone was sitting in an orderly manner and looking forward to it. He was still very pleased in his heart.    

Traditional Martial Arts, the future could be foreseen!    

"Actually, that move just now was not some immortal spell. It was a kind of application of force. These were all things that had scientific basis to speak of. He secretly circulated his force and suddenly exploded, causing the air to tremble. It's like a sound shattering a cup..." Ye Qing explained for a while and then said," In the past, those grandmasters, such as the Divine Spear Mr. Li Shuwen, heard that this move can shock a horse to death! "    

He attracted the attention of the students and attracted their interest. They discussed and asked.    

"Headmaster, how far can you go now?"    

"Me?"    

Ye Qing smiled slightly, and said, "The Divine Spear, Mr. Li Shuwen, is at the peak of Transforming Strength, while I have only just entered Bright Strength, so naturally I can't compare to him, but..."    

Boom!    

He spread out his five fingers, and then suddenly clenched them, as if he was grabbing lightning.    

Next to him, there was a sandbag.    

It suddenly exploded!    

Iron sand filled the gap.    

"Reaching this step, I only used one month. As for you, I estimate that you will need twenty years. Practice well. You are the hope of the Traditional Martial Arts. As for me, I am just a martial artist..."    

Ye Qing got up and left.    

The students looked at the broken metal sandbag as if they had seen it before!    

In the past, they had all said how strong Ye Qing was, but they could only see the sounds of him fighting others in the video. However, they had no idea what it was, but now they had it.    

This metal sandbag couldn't even be hit by an ordinary person!    

However, Ye Qing could explode with a clench of his fist in the air!    

This was to train his martial arts to the point where he didn't know what was going on!    

"Hurry up and practice. Don't let down Pavilion Master Ye's hope." Loong Zhengyi was amazed by Ye Qing's boldness and admiration.    

The students also felt their blood boiling. They practiced non-stop. At night, there were really a few people who could break the cup.    

One of them was called Ouyang Song. He was a rich second generation. His parents didn't agree with him joining the World's Martial Arts Dojo, so he was ridiculed the moment he came home.    

At night, a big family ate together, and many relatives knew that he was practicing martial arts, let alone doing proper work.    

Looking at the ugly faces on his face, Ouyang Song could only hold it in.    

Suddenly.    

His hand shook and the glass cup fell off.    

His second aunt immediately said sarcastically, "You can't even eat properly, so what's the point of practicing kung fu? Big brother, you have to discipline your son properly. "    

Ouyang Song's blood was boiling. When he thought of the technique that Ye Qing had given him, he could no longer hold it in!