"You don't have to be so excited, it's not a charity event for me to open a boxing gym. ”

"You understand that, right?"

Although Da Zhuang was very excited, he had not lost the ability to think.

After listening to the curator's words, he immediately understood what the curator meant.

That is to say, there are people in the gym who are stronger than him.

It made him a little incredible.

Because, he hasn't been here for a day or two in this boxing gym.

Although there are occasional newcomers, one is because the size and reputation of this boxing gym are really not outstanding.

So the trainers who come here to train are also very limited in the number of people who actually become professional martial artists.

And again: he also knows the strength of every trainer here.

Originally, going to the provincial capital to compete this time was a sure thing.

Unexpectedly, something happened all of a sudden.

On the one hand, he can't accept this reality, and on the other hand, he also wants to know who this person is who he replaced.

So his eyes swept around everyone's faces.

But before he could find the person who replaced him, he saw the sandbag that had been broken by Wang Feng at a glance.

A flash of surprise flashed in his eyes.

I immediately understood in my heart that the person who replaced me was probably the one who broke the sandbag.

But he didn't understand that everyone here was a familiar face.

This means that it was one of his former acquaintances who broke the punching bag.

But who?

He couldn't think of when there was such a terrifying strength in the boxing gym.

He set his sights on the coach.

The coach smiled wryly and shook his head.

"To be honest, I'm conceited, but I can't do it. ”

This Da Zhuang didn't doubt it.

Because he also fought with the coach, although he couldn't beat the coach, but the coach had to work hard if he wanted to win himself.

The strength of the two is about the same.

Da Zhuang asked himself if he couldn't break the sandbag.

This means that coaches can't do it either.

This made him even more confused.

Wang Hanyin looked at Da Zhuang's demented look and couldn't help but sneer.

"What do you see? Now the entire boxing gym can do this, except for Wang Feng, my good grandson, who else can there be?"

"One of you here today counts as one, even if you are exhausted to death, I'm afraid you won't be able to do this!"

He said unscrupulously, because he knew that the people in the boxing gym couldn't hear him at all.

Da Zhuang's eyes finally moved to Wang Feng.

The gaze was even more surprised.

"You must be the one who broke the sandbags, right?"

Although Wang Feng doesn't want to admit it now, because after admitting it, he will have to fight with Da Zhuang.

No matter what the outcome is, it means that there is no way to get along with this Da Zhuang in the future.

After all, if you lose the provincial competition, you will definitely be ridiculed.

If he achieved the ranking, Da Zhuang must have thought that this honor originally belonged to him.

Da Zhuang saw that Wang Feng didn't speak for a long time.

Immediately raised the pitch.

"What do I ask you, are you deaf?"

Wang Feng had no choice but to shake his head lightly and look at him with a wry smile.

"To be honest, I don't know what's going on. ”

After saying this, Da Zhuang immediately understood that Wang Feng was the one who replaced him.

But he still had to be sure, so he looked at the curator with wide eyes.

"What does the curator mean, is this going to replace me?"

When it comes to this, the curator has no choice but to admit it.

"I know you can't accept it, but you don't have to be excited, if you feel it is necessary, but if you fight with Wang Feng, whoever wins can go to the provincial city to compete. ”

The coach had a sense of foreboding.

He guessed that once Da Zhuang and Wang Feng were allowed to compete at this time.

And Da Zhuang will definitely fight with Wang Feng.

If two people fight in such an emotion, it may lead to a tragedy.

What if you break a person?

Thinking of this, he looked at the curator in embarrassment.

The curator sighed.

"Good words are hard to persuade damn ghosts, since Da Zhuang wants to compare, we have a reason to stop it. ”

The coach was speechless.

Although he knew that the curator wanted to convince Da Zhuang, he still felt that this was a bit too presumptuous.

But the curator had already spoken.

And Da Zhuang had already put on boxing gloves, and the match between the two was about to start.

At this moment, the coach knew that even if the curator changed his mind, he might not be able to stop the "game" between the two.

In fact, everyone present understands.

Wang Feng and Da Zhuang's fight really can't be regarded as a competition, but a fight for their respective reputations and futures!

That is to say, no one will show mercy.

Because no one can afford to lose!

Da Zhuang saw that Wang Feng was wearing gloves all the time, and he was ready at this moment.

So I didn't want to greet him impatiently.

A punch came at Wang Feng's front door.

If it was left in the past, just this moment, Wang Feng would be difficult to parry.

But at this moment, Wang Feng is no longer the Wuxia Ameng of the past.

He only felt that if the coach's punch was counted as a snail, then the big strong punch might be the second snail.

——In Wang Feng's eyes at this moment, this big and strong fist is almost the same as a three-year-old child.

I thought I'd just fight to get you a punch.

On the one hand, I replaced you, and I felt a little guilty in my heart.

On the other hand, I also wanted to try my pit striking ability.

So, he didn't hide!

Da Zhuang also sensed that something was wrong, he could have restrained his fist, but now he was full of hatred for Wang Feng.

I can't wait to beat Wang Feng with this punch, and I can't take care of myself.

"You brought this on yourself, you can't blame me!"

Thinking of this, his fist struck straight towards Wang Feng's front door.

Everyone's hearts are in their throats.

The coach almost exclaimed.

I wanted to stop it, but it was too late.

Out of the corner of his eye, he looked at the curator.

I saw that the curator's face was expressionless, as if he was not at all.

"Bang!"

A soft sound came, and the big strong fist hit the bridge of Wang Feng's nose firmly.

But Wang Feng was still motionless.

The bridge of the nose is the most delicate part of the entire face.

Even if someone who has never practiced is in this position, if he punches, even if he can't break the bridge of his nose, at least he has to be made to bleed.

But Wang Feng didn't do anything at all.

When Wang Hanyin saw this scene, although he understood what Wang Feng meant, he couldn't help but be a little worried in his heart.

But as a spirit, he could do nothing.

can only secretly plan, even if he really breaks the bridge of his nose, it really can't work, and he can just use his achievement points to heal him.

Da Zhuang was stunned, he knew how heavy his fist was.

I also know how brittle the bridge of the human nose is.

He even thought of almost all possible outcomes after this punch went down.

But I didn't think of this.

Wang Feng smiled faintly.

"If you're not out of breath, you might as well take a few punches. ”

Da Zhuang came to his senses and shouted.

"Wang Feng, you are a little sassy, you can fight back for me!"

Saying that, it's another left hook!

At this time, Wang Feng felt that it was time to fight back, and he knew that Da Zhuang had already used all his strength with the punch just now.

But he was unharmed, and then he realized that his strength was really far above him.

Watch the snail crawl at a speed like a left hook.

Wang Feng didn't hurry and dodged sideways.

Da Zhuang only felt that there was a flower in front of him, and Wang Feng was gone.

Wang Feng punched Da Zhuang with a single force in the back.

In an instant, a series of crisp sounds were heard.

Wang Feng knew that it was the sound of bones shattering.

He was taken aback and looked at his fist in disbelief.

Da Zhuang had already let out a heart-rending scream.

Then, he lay on the ground and couldn't move.

The others immediately rushed over and tried to lift Da Zhuang up, but he had already fainted. 、

Wang Feng hurriedly took off his gloves and looked at the curator in a daze.

The curator also realized what was happening, and it was a hundred days of broken bones, and it was very likely that Da Zhuang had spent months in the hospital.

Even whether he can continue boxing in the future is still two words.

Wang Feng looked at the curator apologetically.

The curator shook his head and waved his hand generously.

"It doesn't matter, you just have to go to training, competitions, and Da Zhuang's medical expenses are all given here. ”

Wang Feng still felt a little guilty.

"But ......"

The curator smiled and patted him on the shoulder.

"It's nothing, all the people watched before you fought, Da Zhuang won't trouble you, there really is a day, I won't allow it. ”