CHAPTER 1522 HE GOT IT NOW!

Fei knew Jiang Ning well.

Everything that Jiang Ning did was planned way ahead of time.

Ever since he found out that the reclusive clans had sent people to the north, Shenghai and even to the northwest, Jiang Ning already had a plan ready to deal with them. He struck back fiercely and made sure they were all defeated soundly.

He did that to force them to join hands in order to get the manual.

Once they had all come together, that would save Jiang Ning the trouble of looking them up one by one.

Jiang Ning got up and Fei immediately stood up to follow him.

"You don't have to go to the academy," Jiang Ning glanced at Fei. 'Til settle this personally."

"Then what do I do?" asked Fei immediately.

"Seal off the city!" Jiang Ning left Fei with those words and walked out. Fei was already terribly excited.

They were going to lock their opponents in!

These reclusive clans could forget about getting out of Donghai!

Meanwhile.

At Extreme Martial Arts Academy.

The eight reclusive clans had come together as one. Just looking at the highly skilled fighters they had sent made everyone feel rather nervous.

They were elders from their own clans and all of them were at advanced grandmaster level.

On the academy's side, there was Tan Xing, Ye Shan, the bajiquan grandmaster, Master Yu, the taijiquan grandmaster, Master Chen, as well as Fang Qiu. That was just five people.

Fang Wei sat on one side and sat up straight as he looked at the men on the other side. The disdain on his face only became more apparent.

If only one family came to Donghai, it was difficult to send seven or eight advanced grandmasters who would be at a sufficiently high level. But since the eight clans joined hands, each clan only had to send one person out and it would be enough to suppress the academy.

"So, for the first round, who's going to do it?" Of course Fang Wei wasn't going up first.

Since he was the leader, he had to make arrangements.

He looked around and nobody said anything. Sima Heng immediately glanced at his own clan's elder.

"Of course the Sima clan will go first." The elder stood up and stroked his long beard gently as he glanced at the other side. "For the first match, I'll start all of us off!"

He walked to the middle of the practicing arena and snorted.

"Who's going first?" he shouted loudly on purpose so that everyone in the academy could hear him.

He was being extremely aggressive!

"I'm going first!" Fang Qiu jumped into the arena without waiting for Tan Xing to say anything. He couldn't hold himself back anymore.

The murderous look in his eyes could fill the whole arena!

He glared across at Fang Wei and wished the man in the arena was Fang Wei. He was going to kill that asshole with his own hands! Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

Fang Wei narrowed his eyes when he saw Fang Qiu enter the arena and didn't say anything.

Tan Xing thought about holding Fang Qiu back, but decided against it in the end.

He knew that Fang Qiu was furious now. The hatred and murder in his eyes was going to explode out of him soon.

"You were from a reclusive clan, but you've now joined the martial arts circle. Don't you find yourself an embarrassment?" The elder from the Sima clan let out a sigh as he shook his head. His expression was filled with disappointment.

To him, the reclusive clans were a class above the martial arts circle. They had left the circle a long time ago and had exceeded the level that the martial arts circle was at.

Fang Qiu got into position and his gaze was vicious.

He raised one arm up high and kept the other in front of him to put himself in a taijiquan stance.

"The one thing that I'm most embarrassed of in my lifetime is how I used to think I was part of the Fang family!" shouted Fang Qiu all of a sudden before making his move.

His feet moved as if they were sweeping fallen leaves aside. He slid across the floor and flipped his palms. He exchanged his fists for palms and combined both the toughness and gentleness of the

moves as he charged towards the Sima clan elder!

BAM!

BAM!

BAM!

In no time, the two of them exchanged more than ten moves!

Fang Qiu did not move quickly, but every palm and every punch he delivered carried a unique sort of rhythm. His feet looked like they were stepping on a large yin yang symbol and his moves flowed as beautifully and smoothly as water.

"He's got it now!” exclaimed Master Chen, thetaijiquan grandmaster.