"It's too late for you to apologize now, I'm afraid I'll punch you to death. ”

Hearing this, Wu Li was a little speechless, even if a grandmaster-level powerhouse or world boxing champion stood in front of him, he didn't dare to say that he could kill himself with one punch.

Wu Li took a step forward and pointed to his chest, "Even if you punch, I won't block or dodge, and if you can take a step back from me, you will win." ”

There was an uproar at the scene, and the students of the martial arts hall thought that Wu Li was too arrogant, especially Zhang Yiwei, who was convinced of Li Lei's divine will Tai Chi, and in the process of meditation, he firmly believed that he had felt the power of the soul!

Zhang Yiwei believed that he could burst out with extremely strong strength in an instant, so he said to Wu Li, I'm afraid that I will kill you with one punch.

He really thought so, after all, there were several times when he fought with those people from the city sanda team, and they all punched the opponent back again and again, and he couldn't stand it.

And several people from the city sanda team, in front of everyone, have defeated many people who came to kick the gym and provoke, such a comparison, not only Zhang Yiwei firmly believes that he is a master, but many students also think that he is a master and are very respectful to him.

If it weren't for Li Lei saying that he hadn't reached home yet, let him continue his cultivation, he would have gone out to play a game a long time ago.

So in the face of Wu Li's arrogance at this moment, Zhang Yiwei is really angry, and he plans to teach the other party a good lesson!

I saw Zhang Yiwei take a deep breath, and even closed his eyes and meditated for a moment to mobilize his spiritual power.

A few seconds later, Zhang Yiwei opened his eyes, feeling that he had mobilized enough psychic power, he let out a violent roar and punched Wu Li's lower abdomen.

Bang! Zhang Yiwei punched Wu Li's lower abdomen, and he felt that the place where he hit seemed to bulge, as if he had hit an iron block, his finger bones hurt, and a huge shock force came from his hand.

"Ahh

"Coach!" the surrounding students hurriedly stepped forward to help him.

"Coach, what's wrong with you?"

Zhang Yiwei clutched his wrists, sweat oozing from his forehead, and his face was painful.

He looked up at Wu Li not far away, and saw the other party standing in place with a calm face, looking completely fine.

"How is that possible?!"

Zhang Yiwei looked at Wu Li in disbelief, the punch he made with his mental power not only did not hurt Wu Li, but his wrist was shocked instead?

Wu Li smiled and said nothing, just now Zhang Yiwei punched himself, he secretly used the golden bell jar to carry the qi and blood to the lower abdomen, so that the muscles hardened, bulged high, and with the strength of the waist and abdomen, it collided with Zhang Yiwei's fist just right.

The human body is actually very fragile, when going down the stairs, just one step of the stairs is empty, it is possible to break the leg, or fall into a concussion, just Zhang Yiwei punched Wu Li's lower abdomen, I thought it was a very soft lower abdomen but suddenly hardened, it was like he stepped on the air, coupled with the impact of Wu Li's abdomen, without defense, Zhang Yiwei injured his wrist.

In fact, Wu Li's golden bell jar cannot achieve this effect in the ring, because the opponents in the ring punch very fast, and very suddenly, they will not give Wu Li time to slowly move their qi and blood, and can only rely on the golden bell jar's irritation to do instinctive reactions. This is also why, many people who practice hard skills like the golden bell jar can let people hit them with fists or wooden sticks at will when they are prepared in advance, but they can easily be knocked out when they get in the ring.

Just now, in order to feel the power of the soul, Zhang Yiwei closed his eyes and prepared for several seconds before punching, which was enough for Wu Li to slowly carry his qi and blood to prepare in advance, so it caused the current result: Zhang Yiwei punched Wu Li, Wu Li didn't have a, and Zhang Yiwei's own wrist was injured.

"Hurry up to the infirmary!" one of the cadets shouted.

It was really Zhang Yiwei's face that was frighteningly white, sweating profusely in pain, and he felt like he was seriously injured.

These people who practice Shenyi Tai Chi only practice routines every day, do not practice strength, do not practice confrontation and resistance to fighting, and don't even know what it feels like to be punched in the body, and you can imagine how poor the ability to endure pain is.

There is an infirmary in the martial arts hall, and there are professional medical personnel on duty all day, and everyone carries Zhang Yiwei to the infirmary and asks the doctor to examine him.

"Are you alright?" the director asked Wu Li.

Wu Li shook his head and walked towards the infirmary.

When a group of students saw Wu Li, they subconsciously made way for him.

"It's a broken wrist and you need to go to an orthopedic hospital for treatment, I'll fix it for you first, you bear with it. ”

As soon as he walked into the infirmary, Wu Li heard what the doctor said to Zhang Yiwei.

Hearing this, the scene was as silent as death, and everyone looked back at Wu Li.

Standing in place, not moving his hands and feet, he punched his opponent in the abdomen, and he didn't do anything about it, but broke his opponent's wrist?

Don't talk about such a thing, the people have never even heard of it.

"How is it possible? How is it possible?"

On the chair, Zhang Yiwei looked at Wu Li, his eyes full of disbelief.

He believes in the boxing method taught to him by his master Li Lei, and he simply regards Li Lei as a god, but today, he used the boxing method taught by his master to punch the other party, and the other party is fine, but his wrist is broken?

Such a thing simply subverted Zhang Yiwei's three views and made his faith collapse in an instant.

"It can't be like this, it can't be like this...... Zhang Yiwei's eyes were blank, and he muttered in his mouth, as if he had been drained of his last strength, and completely collapsed on the seat.

The rest of the students at the scene, looking at Wu Li at this time, looked at them like looking at immortals.

These people are constantly brainwashed, believing in Li Lei's set of spiritual power, and always firmly believing that Master Li's spiritual power must be shockingly strong, after all, the master's apprentices can beat people seriously with one punch, what kind of demeanor should the master have?

But today, Master Li's personal disciple punched Wu Li, but instead broke his wrist, what is this concept?

Wu Li and Master Li, who is the immortal?

Not to mention the brainwashed students at the scene, even the netizens in the live broadcast room were completely stunned at this time.

"What the hell am I going to? Standing still can break a person's wrist?"

"What is this, true qi? internal force?"

"It's for the show, isn't it? It's hard to believe. ”

", if it's acting, then the reactions of these people on the scene are too realistic, and their acting skills are so good?"

"Wife, come out and see the immortals!"

"Mom asked me why I was kneeling to watch the live broadcast......"

......

The director of the program group was actually very confused, and he wondered if this was arranged by Wu Li in advance.

"Wu Li, everyone wants to know, how did you do it just now, can you explain it to everyone?" said to Wu Li.

Wu Li turned to look at the camera, nodded with a smile: "You may not believe it when you say it, I am really not an immortal." ”