Kun Tai trained seven boxing champions in his life, and each boxing champion was very popular and rarely lost in battles.?                                                                                                                 

As we all know, Muay Thai is the most aggressive boxing technique. Sharp elbows and fatal knees can lead to death at any time. None of the boxers taught by Kuntae died in the ring because they all withdrew with the final winner.

Skills, because Kuntai focuses most on skills in training boxers. Who can kill people without skill, and how many people know how to defend against sharp attacks in Muay Thai is always a big problem, and Kuntai’s strength lies in the defense and attack of skills.

“Savadika.”

Walking into Kuntai's boxer training camp, Long Xiaoqi put his hands together and greeted him with local customs.

"Sawadika." A coach at the training camp stared at Long Xiaoqi and Han Bing.

His tone was rather stiff, and he seemed to not like strangers coming very much.

"Drink"

"Bang bang bang"

In the training camp, more than a dozen small boxers were sweating profusely and hitting Teak with their elbows. Some of their arms were already bleeding, but they seemed to feel pain at all.

Thailand is a poor country. In order to improve their lives and change their destiny, the poor usually have two ways: one, choose to be a shemale; the other, choose to play Muay Thai.

Of course, it is easier for girls from poor families to change their lives, that is, to do flesh-and-skin business. In short, the poor people here want to turn over, be shemale, prostitute, and be boxers are the best choices.

"Let's meet Mr. Kuntai." Long Xiaoqi said to the coach.

The coach is not very tall, but his muscles are extremely strong, and a sharp light appears in his eyes, full of aggressiveness.

"This is Puwang, a boxer trained by Kuntai, and his former boxing champion." Han Bing whispered to Long Xiaoqi: "In fact, the boxer trained by Kuntai will come to his training camp to serve as coach after retirement, thereby hitting Kuntai's training."

The boxing champion named Puwang stared at Han Bing with a strong sense of vigilance in his eyes. It was obvious that he could understand Chinese.

"Teacher Kuntai is not here." Puwang said coldly in slightly stiff Mandarin.

Many people want to find Kuntai and want Kuntai to help train boxers. But Kuntai doesn't like it at all. He only likes to stay in his training camp to train his own boxers. Moreover, he does not charge any money to train boxers. Of course, the conditions for choosing a small boxer are also very harsh.

"Mr. Puwang, we came to Kuntai for the purpose of"

Before Long Xiaoqi finished speaking, he was interrupted by Puwang.

"No matter what you want to do, you are not welcome here." Puwang shook his fist and said, "If you still refuse to leave, then I will speak with my fist."

Muay Thai players have bad tempers, and the boxing champion has even worse tempers. Before he could say a few words, Puwang was going to use his fists to talk about things.

"Puwang." A hoarse voice rang.

Hearing this voice, Puwang immediately turned around respectfully and rushed over to salute a middle-aged man: "Teacher."

This is Kuntai. It looks no different from ordinary people and is very simple to wear. But his eyes are very bright. It is said that his eyes are very valuable. Many boxer agents want him to offer a price to help find good small boxers.

Practice has proved that Kun Tai's vision is indeed vicious, and almost any boxer he likes is not.

A common exhibition.

Kuntai walked over slowly with his hands behind his back, looked at Long Xiaoqi and Han Bing, and said with a smile: "Two, I have retired. Now I am teaching the children to box and ignore anything else. And I have enough money, so"

It is obvious that Kuntai met too many people looking for him, and everyone looking for him would offer a price. He also regarded Long Xiaoqi and Han Bing as the offer, so he used a smile to see off the guests.

"Mr. Kuntai, we are not here to offer the offer, I am here to learn." Long Xiaoqi stared at Kuntai's eyes and said, "I heard that you are the most skilled master of Muay Thai, so I came to learn."

"Let's go, my teacher no longer accepts students," Puwang shouted impatiently.

Kun Tai waved his hand, circled around Long Xiaoqi, and nodded frequently.

"Sir, if I guess correctly, you are also a boxer," Kun Tai continued in a harmonious voice: "The muscles are loose but not relaxed, which proves that you have fully mastered the skills of muscle strength. I can't teach you, and I can't teach you, so please go back."

Kuntai refused to teach, or he didn't want to cause trouble.

"If you are willing to teach me something, I will give you something in return." Long Xiaoqi smiled with his hands behind his back: "I will give you the most attacking ultimate skill."

Long Xiaoqi did not come empty-handed. He knew that if he wanted to find such a person to help, he would not be able to ask for money. So he planned to use several techniques of killing one-hit one-hit to exchange for the opportunity to learn defensive skills. He believed that such people would definitely like such things more.

"The ultimate skill, hehe" Puwang smiled disdainfully.

"Why do you laugh at me? You thought you were a boxing champion?" Long Xiaoqi turned his head and stared at Puwang's eyes and said, "I am here politely now, and I am learning by making friends. Do you think I only have this kind of learning method? There is another way to learn, that is, to kick the club."

"Bastard, you dare to come and kick the house"

As soon as the word "Kicking" was released, nearly twenty boxers rushed over in the entire training camp.

Faced with these Muay Thai players who took the pure attack route, Long Xiaoqi was not afraid at all, and still looked up at these guys with his hands behind his back.

"You are not a boxer." Kun Tai stared at Long Xiaoqi.

"I have never said that I am a boxer." Long Xiaoqi raised his head arrogantly: "I just learned from my friends' way, but I don't care about having a conversation with you."

This is a typical game. Since it is easy to say, I have to use another solution.

Han Bing took off her top, revealing her black tight vest, and stretched out her thumbs at Kuntai with a cold face, and then stood up hard. Her eyes were full of disdain and provocative.

Kuntai's face changed. He thought it was Long Xiaoqi who kicked the hall, but he didn't expect that the beautiful woman behind the other party was actually here.

"roar"

Boxer Puwang roared violently and pulled Han Bing with a side leg.

The strength of this leg is extremely powerful. Not to mention a small tree as thick as a bowl, even the steel pipes have to be bent.

But at this moment, Han Bing's body showed a bowstring backwards, and his whole body rushed towards Puwang's chest like lightning.

Arrive first

"Bang"

The sound of his fists colliding with his body sounded, and Puwang flew backwards, squirting blood on his mouth and slamming heavily on the ground.
Chapter completed!