The girl receptionist seemed to be in disbelief. She looked at Chu Jungui up and down, left and right, and asked cautiously: "Do you really want to kick the club?"
Chu Jungui scratched his head, "It seems that there is no other choice."
"Okay then..." The girl sighed, then gradually smiled, and suddenly raised her voice and shouted in a very penetrating high-pitched voice: "Don't be idle, someone is kicking the gym!!"
With a bang, Chu Jungui felt the ground beneath his feet shaking. Dao gym disciples, big and small, tall, short, fat and thin, popped up from every corner. In a blink of an eye, the small facade was packed with water, and people were still squeezing in.
A group of gym disciples surrounded Chu Jungui and the young man. They were quite measured. Even if they were crowded, they tried their best to keep a little distance from Chu Jungui.
Chu Jungui had just secretly praised these people for their quality, but in the blink of an eye he knew that he had thought too much.
Among the disciples in the gym, a bald man who was obviously taller and thicker than the others yelled: "You can't stand anymore, so stop pushing in! If you squeeze the gym, I'll beat your butts to pieces!" "
The bald man was very authoritative, and the crowd finally stopped flooding in.
Chu Jungui took a look at the bald man. His neck was almost as thick as his head, and his muscles were like iron. It seemed that he had trained something on his bald head. It's a pity that the macho man is quite tall, and Chu Jungui can't see the top of his head. Otherwise, he would be interested in studying it.
The bald head first said to the receptionist: "Juan'er! Have you confirmed that you are really here to play in the gym?"
The receptionist girl squeezed her head out from the crowd and said, "I've confirmed it twice. I'm just looking for trouble!"
The bald man rubbed his hands together and said happily: "Sure! That's a good job. I'll treat you to roast pork leg later!"
"okay!"
The bald man looked into Chu Jungui's eyes and said sincerely: "We really can't do it here. How about walking in the inner courtyard?"
"Let's go!" Chu Jungui smiled honestly.
The gym disciples gathered around the test subjects and entered the inner courtyard, like fans chasing stars.
The inner courtyard is much more spacious, but it is still quite crowded to accommodate hundreds of gym disciples. In particular, no matter how tall or short these gym disciples are, there is only one word to describe them, and that is strong. Even the dozen or so female disciples are all big-bodied and round-waisted, with shiny faces. As these people crowded in, the temperature in the courtyard rose several degrees out of thin air.
In the center of the field, stood Chu Jungui and Yang Yu. The young man had never seen such a battle before, and because of the psychological shadow he had just had, he immediately shrank towards Chu Jungui. His behavior immediately caused a burst of laughter.
The bald man stood in front of Chu Jungui, rubbed his bald head with his big hand, and said with a naive smile: "I'm sorry, my junior brothers and sisters have never seen the world, making you laugh. I forgot to introduce, my name is Mi Mancang, I am from the Hetao School Big Brother."
"Xiao Shan." Mr. Chu never said much when he returned.
Mi Mancang's face was filled with a sincere smile: "It turns out to be Mr. Xiao, nice to meet you! Sir, wait a moment, today is the big day of the gym, I have to say a few words first."
The bald man had no intention of asking for advice, so Chu Jungui had no choice but to stand aside and give up the middle position.
At this time, the neighbors were alarmed, and countless heads appeared on the walls and roofs, all looking into the yard. Countless scorching eyes fell on him, making Yang Yu want to find a place to get in. But he knew that this was a public place and someone might recognize him, so he could only force himself to stay calm.
The bald man looked around and said loudly: "Today is a big day for our entire Hetao Gym. Mr. Xiaoshan Xiao is here to kick the gym! It has been 1109 days since the last time someone came to kick the gym! In these 1109 days, we have all What kind of dark days we are living! But there is no way. Although the old man has retired, the remaining power of the strongest man in Sea Dream Star is still there. How difficult is it for us to wait for someone to kick the gym? But today, we finally waited. Xiao Xianshan, of course we can’t let him go out well, don’t you think so?”
"Yes!" Hundreds of muscular men and women shouted together, the sound shaking the neighborhood.
The bald man's voice turned deeper and he said: "It has been 300 years since our ancestor Mi Yihe founded the Hetao Gym. During these 300 years, generations of disciples of the Taoist Hall have built the Taoist Hall brick by brick, hand by hand, brick by brick. . It wasn’t until it was passed into the hands of my father Mi Youyu that it really took off and became famous. Today is a big day in three years. On such a big day, we can’t forget the achievements of our ancestors. With their dedication , we are where we are today!”
Many muscle disciples' eyes became moist when they heard the emotional point.
The bald man wiped his eyes, returned to Chu Jungui, and said, "What protocol does Mr. Xiao plan to use? Active or passive?"
The test subject looked confused. He didn't expect that it would be so troublesome to play in a gym. What's the difference between active and passive?
The bald man looked at Chu Jungui's expression and knew that he didn't understand, so he explained: "Active means you pick 5, no, 15 people from us. Passive means we pick 15."
"Come together?" Chu Jungui was a little surprised, but considering that he came to look for trouble, it was normal for him to be beaten.
The bald man spoke righteously, "How is that possible? We martial artists must be fair! Of course, one by one!"
Chu Jungui was helpless, a wheel battle was just a little bit fairer than a siege. He sighed and said: "I don't care, it's up to you."
Chu Jungui came here to find someone, not to mess with him. The main business was to quickly deal with these guys with muscles on their heads.
The bald man perked up, turned around and shouted: "Those who rank in the top 15 in this year's assessment will be listed!"
Chu Jungui was shocked. Do you need to evaluate the results of the martial arts competition?
A team instantly appeared in front of the bald head. The bald head looked at them one by one with satisfaction and said: "The short and weak ones go first! Remember, each person has three punches and two kicks. Don't hit too many! Save your hands for those who are stronger. Ah, that’s almost it, there are so many brothers and sisters waiting for you later!”
Chu Jungui was watching from the side. There were indeed some people in the row who were not that tall, but that guy was thick! The whole person looks boxy, like a cargo box.
The muscle cargo box opened a pair of short legs and jumped up to Chu Jungui. He showed a pair of shining white teeth and said with a naive smile: "You two are coming together?"
"Of course not." Chu Jungui picked up the young man, put him next to him, and said, "This guy is just a piece of shit. He can't be beaten without being beaten."
"You're the only one? Forget it, just one, it's better than nothing." The man in the cargo box grabbed the lapel of his clothes and tore them apart with all his strength. The gym uniform split into two pieces with a hiss, revealing a body that was as strong as iron. Square muscles.
He nodded with one foot, raised his hands in the air, and shouted: "Look at me doing this and getting a good harvest!"
Before the shouting ended, Chu Jungui stretched out his foot and swept it on the support leg of the man in the cargo box, then swept him upside down. Chu Jungui stretched out his foot and stepped on him again, knocking him out.
"Next one." Chu Jungui smiled honestly.
