Chapter 1332： can not read

Suddenly, so many people came and said they wanted to get back the fist score. They all said that this Jidao fist score was theirs. Jiang Ning felt amused.

He did make it public, and he has Ji Dao fist score, but it is not anyone else who has the final say on who the fist score belongs to.

"At present, they are all small fish and shrimps, and even many people are not people in the circle of rivers and lakes at all,"

Tan Xing said, "They just heard that there is a boxing score, even if they don't know what it is, but seeing so many people want it, it must be a good thing."

The mentality of ordinary people is the same everywhere.

"There must be someone behind it who wants to get the boxing score in your hand to be taken away. What are you going to do?"

Tan Xing took a sip of tea and looked up at Jiang Ning.

Right now, the prestige of the Forbidden Land in the East China Sea is still there, and no one dares to make trouble in the East China Sea.

He wasn't worried about what would happen in the East China Sea, but Jiang Ning's exposure of his own boxing score would definitely attract many people. After all, there are many people who know Ji Dao boxing score in the world of Jianghu.

"I plan to hold a martial arts conference."

After Jiang Ning finished speaking, the tea that Tan Xing had just drank almost spewed out.

"What did you say?"

"Hold a martial arts conference and invite people from all genres in the Jianghu circle to participate, regardless of Nanquan or Beiquan. As long as the one who can get the first place, I can let him watch the score."

"You...you say it again?"

Tan Xing quickly drew a tissue and wiped the tea from the corners of his mouth, "Just kidding you!"

"Fisting is such a valuable thing, you just let people watch it?"

As soon as Tan Xing finished speaking, Jiang Ning took out a crumpled boxing score from his pocket and threw it in front of Tan Xing.

"Look, you can see what."

Tan Xingzhen wanted to whip his legs, and swept Jiang Ning away!

The fist score that others dream of is the fist score that the master has been in business for more than ten years, and it has been continuously tracked, and even...there are masters of the family behind, all competing for fist scores. Is Jiang Ning so casual?

It's all crumpled!

Tan Xing picked up the fist sheet and carefully smoothed it out, for fear of making a wrinkle.

"You kid, this is a violent thing!"

He cursed angrily, "Do you know how many people are looking for this thing? The existence of the hidden gate is for the Lord to find these fist scores, you..."

As he said, he opened his fist sheet and looked at it.

This is the first time he has seen a boxing score, so he didn't ask Jiang Ning before, because he knew it belonged to Jiang Ning, so he didn't ask about it.

Seeing the boxing score at this moment, Tan Xing was stunned.

"This is the boxing score?"

He was full of disbelief, "Just, just such a move?"

There is only one movement in the fist sheet, and to put it in more detail, it is a movement of punching.

"Yes, just one action, nine-page boxing sheet, it means nine different actions."

Jiang Ning said, "I have three pages on my body, and the movements on the three pages of boxing sheet are different, but they all look the same."

He handed all three pages of his boxing sheet to Tan Xing. Tan Xing's eyes widened. He looked left and right, but still couldn't see the difference.

Even if he is a master of great master level!

Even though, he is deeply hidden, he belongs to the north leg genre, and he deserves to carry the handle!

But he couldn't understand this fist sheet at all.

Tan Xing's eyes were almost staring out.

"What the hell... what is the difference?"

Suddenly, he couldn't even understand it. Those who came to ask for boxing scores would have studied it for decades, and I am afraid they would not be able to see anything fart.