"Fuck, who are you guys? Tell you, today is our Houxin Boxing Club doing business here, and all the idle people will get out of the boxing uniforms!" A guy with a green hair dyed head and a yellow bottom and red edge boxing uniform pulled out of the group, and walked to Zhang Jian with a disdainful middle finger, chewing gum in his mouth.

Zhang Jian felt like a whirlwind, and he reached out and hit the joints of Green Hair Head with a "papapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapa

Zhang Jian dragged him on his chin and said, "Tell me, how many dollars will be hired for an hour."

Green Haired Head looked confused and a little confused. Finally, he said hurriedly: "I, I, fifty, fifty."

"Sad!" Then Zhang Jian stepped over his body and walked to the leading man and said, "Your subordinate was beaten. Are you, the boss, still indifferent?"

The leading man in the shirt stood up from the chair, clasped his fists, and said cautiously: "The guy on the ground is just a powerful Liba who has attracted fifty dollars, and he is not my subordinate. But you, if you have such a good skill, why bother to get involved in the matter between us?"

"Oh, the matter between you, why did I only see a group of adults bullying a small group of teenagers? Such a big person, why don't you understand the rules at all?" Zhang Jian helped a boy wearing a Taekwondo black belt suit with bruises on his face and whispered to him: "Is it okay?"

The boy was stunned and replied cutely with round glasses: "It's okay, thank you." Then he quietly retreated behind the group of teenagers. Several teenagers quickly pulled him behind him to protect him, fearing that he would be hurt again.

Zhang Jian turned his head and said to the leading man: "Do you know the rules on the Tao?"

"So you are determined to get involved in our affairs, so don't blame me for being ruthless." The leading man was stunned at first, and then his face looked a little ugly. Unexpectedly, Zhang Jian, a naughty young man, suddenly came into their layout, otherwise he would drive all these poor guys out of this prosperous commercial area today, and their boxing club could monopolize the benefits of this area. However, he still understood the rules on the road, and the rules of martial arts, the winner was the king.

The two sides came to the practice grounds of the Taekwondo Hall, and clenched their fists to report to each other. People around them surrounded the grounds when they saw the competition. The cute boy wearing round mirrors in the Taekwondo boy quietly pulled another boy and said, "Senior Brother, do you think that big brother will win?" The boy hesitated for a moment, and said as if he was cheering himself up: "It should win, otherwise he would not help us stand out. That guy would be difficult to deal with at first glance."

The flat-headed man with excitement on the side of the boxing uniform made a harsh laugh and said in a tone full of pride: "How could that guy be the opponent of our senior brother? Our senior brother is an excellent boxing master and has won the national boxing competition championship. This year is his first year of entering the international boxing industry, but in a year he swept the boxing masters of the six Southeast Asian countries. Just him, a fancy stand, our senior brother can knock him down with one punch." After that, he turned around and cheered at the people they brought, "You guys, right?"

"Yes! Yes! Yes!" A group of people shouted enthusiastically below, all expressing their confidence in their genius senior brother. The boys watching the battle looked a little worried and anxious. After all, they had just experienced that their master had just passed away and their master's wife was unconscious in the hospital. The master's foundation was about to be occupied by outsiders. Under the blow of huge pressure, they were a little exhausted and placed a glimmer of hope in the hands of Zhang Jian, a stranger who suddenly broke in.

Unlike the blind optimistic guy in the audience, the leading man bowed his hand solemnly and said, "Misuzhi Hou Zheng, please give me advice."

"Zhang Jian, please." Zhang Jian put in a gesture of asking for help with one hand, indicating that Hou Zheng could attack first. Hou Zheng raised his chest and abdomen, tilted his waist and tilted his hips to make a gesture of attacking, but he focused his attention and Zhang Jian in front of him suddenly disappeared from his perception, but in a flash, he saw Zhang Jian standing alive in front of him again. After this strange phenomenon appeared, a drop of sweat flowed from Hou Zheng's forehead. He could not judge Zhang Jian's flaws through perception, and was a little shocked. The method of mistook the clues and punching was exquisite.

The one is to kick and hit the close-up body, to hit the elbow, to hit the middle with a high collapse and hit the middle, to hit the block continuously. Focus on the integration of offense and defense, to raise the key points of offense and defense, use both defense and attack, use both virtual and real, and advance with hands and feet in the same way, up, middle and lower. This style of play requires you to quickly perceive the opponent's moves and routines in the process of fast attack. Once you cannot take a step ahead and turn soft into hardness, you will be defeated in one fell swoop or defeated without defense for a long time. Now Hou Zhengxian is in such an embarrassing situation, and the scene can only be stalemate.

The boxing members around the venue looked at the scene where both sides did not take action, and said with some complaints: "Why is Senior Brother Hou not attacking yet? When will this be delayed?" The leading boy on the side saw a clue. He saw a lot of sweat on the other party's senior brother's face, as if he was a little afraid of Zhang Jian.

Hou Zheng knew that it was not a solution to waste such a waste. He also knew that he had met a master, so he shouted, kicked his legs and rushed forward to Zhang Jian's lower left side, and then suddenly jumped his hands and made a dragon out of water to attack Zhang Jian's chin. Zhang Jian didn't expect that Hou Zheng wanted to step forward and hit Zhang Jian's chin in a flash. However, his path was not like the usual mysterious boxing technique on the market, but it was more like the original monkey boxing routine. On the side of Zhang Jian's body, a tiger step kicked heavily at his chest at a tricky angle. Hou Zheng hurriedly pushed his hands to his chest. With a "bang", he saw him step back a few steps, and his hands were shaking slightly on his chest.

Looking at Hou Zheng who was at a disadvantage on the field, the brothers underground were a little surprised. After all, the only one who can compare with the senior brother in combat was Hou Xin, the master of the martial arts school. Zhang Jian twisted his feet, a little dissatisfied. It was not very effective to deal with a warrior who reached the bone refining realm by using his physical fitness alone. However, he had such physical fitness just after entering the magic power, and there would be a lot of room for improvement in the future. Zhang Jian adjusted his body, put his hands down, and posed a tiger sleeping position, like a real tiger, and said, "You are fighting monkey fist, then I will use tiger fist to meet you."

After saying that, Zhang Jian stood up and leaned back, making a huge roar like a tiger. Everyone around him covered his ears in pain. Hou Zheng was like a monkey frightened by a giant beast and suddenly rushed out a few meters away, trembling with fear. Then Zhang Jian walked to Hou Zheng a few steps in front of him, and his left hand was like a tiger claw and he pulled it into his chest. A bloody smell suddenly stimulated Hou Zheng's lost brain with the fist wind. He had no time to avoid it, so he could only watch the tiger claws attacking his chest.

Hou Zheng knew that he could not escape, so he stood there blankly. After a long time, he saw that there was no severe pain in his chest. He looked down at Zhang Jian's hand and grabbed a handprint from his clothes, not taking out his heart. Hou Zheng lost all his strength and knelt on the ground, as if he had lost his courage.

After an uproar on the audience on the sidelines, the Taekwondo teenagers were cheering and cheering on the side. The boxing members who were playing on the other side were still shocked. They didn't believe that their genius senior brother would lose in just a few moves, so everyone was timid and did not dare to step forward. They knew that taking their senior brother away from such a terrifying person was really a death-seeking act.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!