I donated 100 million at the beginning

Nie Chen glanced at Hu Yibao and stepped in directly.

Hu Yibao followed and entered.

After entering.

It was only then that Hu Yibao realized how large the interior area was.

There was also a little shock in his expression!

At least five hundred square meters!

In the middle is a huge arena.

There are nearly a hundred leather boss seats.

Neatly placed around the arena.

On the walls of this room, there are even more weapons.

In addition to the common knives, guns, sticks, axes, hooks and forks.

There are many, many strange weapons.

"This is the fighting arena of our Zhenguo Martial Arts Academy!"

Nie Chen's voice rang in Hu Yibao's ear.

"Generally, only some important fights, such as other martial arts gyms coming to kick the gym, and foreign masters coming to challenge, will be held here."

"Only a few times a year."

"You should have seen the weapons on the walls around the room."

"I have collected almost all kinds of cold weapons from all over the world here."

"As for me, I'm afraid you have already done some understanding. I'm not good at kicks, boxing and other hand-to-hand combat. I'm only good at weapons. I dare not say that I am proficient in all eighteen martial arts, but they are similar."

While Nie Chen was speaking, he walked to a weapon rack near the door and picked up a sword.

It is three feet long, like a willow.

Nie Chen exerted his strength and shook it slightly, the sword trembled and made a buzzing sound.

Where the blade is.

It's even colder.

It seems to have the meaning of cutting iron like mud.

"It's a good sword!"

Even if he is a layman, Hu Yibao couldn't help but praise at this time.

"It was given to me by my master! It's called Zhen Guo!"

Nie Chen lowered his head, put his index finger and middle finger together, stroked the blade lightly, and said slowly.

"And among my eighteen weapons, the sword I am best at is the sword!"

"Back then, it was also holding this Zhenguo sword that swept away the 53 major schools and [-] martial arts schools in the East!"

Having said that, Nie Chen raised his head, looked at Hu Yibao, and asked.

"Do you want to learn swords?"

"Are you willing to teach?" Hu Yibao asked back.

For eighteen weapons.

Hu Yibao was still very interested.

Although he is now a fighting master.

But more of it is unarmed combat, lacking actual combat experience and specific weapon use skills.

If Nie Chen, a master who has already worked hard, can teach himself.

Hu Yibao is very willing to learn.

"Of course!"

Nie Chen smiled and nodded, "However, you have to promise me one condition."

"I agree, I will teach you everything I have learned all my life!"

"Let me be your inner disciple?" Hu Yibao asked directly.

The voice just fell.

Surprisingly.

Nie Chen actually shook his head.

"no!"

Ok?

Hu Yibao was stunned.

On the way to the magic capital.

Zou Guowu and Zou Guo brothers kept talking in Hu Yibao's ear.

How powerful Nie Chen is.

Among the Chinese martial arts.

How many people want to worship him as a teacher.

And be able to become his closed disciple.

It is the dream of all Nie Chen's disciples.

And now this pie.

landed on his body.

how lucky i am