Yu Yue left, and the few words he said when he left made Chu Feng's heart feel a little tingling. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

However, Chu Feng did not regret it, as he said, if anyone dared to insult his sister, even if the other party was Yu Yue's mother, he would still do that.

In order to calm down his mood and vent the boredom in his heart, Chu Feng once again stepped into the ring of sparring.

……

When Nasha arrived at the "Boxing Hobby Club", it was already close to nine o'clock, and she could have come early, but there was a delay in the moment.

"Wow, that's a lot of people!" Nasha was taken aback by the situation inside the club.

Originally, she heard from her brother that it was just an informal friendly match, but the atmosphere in the club was like a championship match.

It took a long time for her to find her brother who was preparing for the event.

"Nasha, why did you come, fortunately, I made a place for you in advance, otherwise, you would have to stand and watch the game. Joyce said with a relaxed look on his face, not caring about the upcoming match.

"Brother, who is your opponent today, is it powerful?" asked Nasha with some concern.

"Don't worry, it's just a friendly match, it won't be too intense, and you know, I'm going back home tomorrow!" Joyce said with a smile.

"Brother, I really don't want you to be a boxer anymore, you know that your arm injury will affect your performance, why don't you find something else to do?" Nasha's gaze fell on Joyce's arm.

"It's not a big deal, as long as you don't overexert yourself, you don't feel pain. Joyce tried to move her arm to show her sister.

"Brother, is your arm really not healing, have you gone back to the hospital for a proper check-up?" asked Nasha.

"Don't worry, I'm used to it, nothing but feeling a little stiff. "Joyce was already wearing his gloves by this time.

Nasha sighed, knowing that she couldn't convince her brother, so she had to cheer silently on the sidelines.

The game started on time.

As Joyce said, this is just a friendly match, don't look at the fists of the two sides, you go back and forth, it seems to be a fierce fight, but in fact it is just a technical battle.

Under the ring, Nasha saw her brother coming over, and she hurriedly showed an encouraging smile.

As the fourth round of the bout progressed, there was a sudden commotion in the crowd below.

"Hey, let's go and see, a new sparring king was born, there is a kid who has been sparring for five consecutive games, it's too tough. ”

"Five sparring games in a row, are you kidding, even if you don't get knocked down, you'll be tired, right?" someone questioned.

"Don't lie to you, it's still going on, that kid is too fierce, no one can knock him down, it's hard to even hit him, there are already many people waiting in line to challenge!"

"Five, really, I think the highest record in the club seems to be three!"

The scene began to discuss, and some people already stood up curiously, ready to go and see what was going on.

The commotion below even affected the two who were playing in the ring.

"Coach, why are you going?"

Joyce's opponent was a black-faced man, and when he saw Coach Zhao Jiancheng, who was guiding him, he left him excitedly and asked hurriedly.

Under normal circumstances, when a fighter is fighting, the coach will always be by his side and give advice to the fighter for reference.

"It should be that kid, you continue to play, I'll take a look!" Zhao Jiancheng dropped this sentence and left.

Joyce also took advantage of the halftime break to ask his sister, "Nasha, what happened, why did everyone leave?"

He couldn't understand the language around him, so he had to turn to his sister Nasha for help.

"It's like saying that there is a person who has broken the record, what kind of person it is, I don't know very well. Nasha also had a puzzled look on her face.

At this moment, Chu Feng had just completed ten rounds of sparring, his eyes swept over the restless crowd in the audience, and his voice was a little domineering and asked, "Who else wants to find me as a sparring partner?"

The atmosphere of the scene has already boiled, and more and more people in the entire ring room have gathered.

"Great, this is already the sixth, my God, he still wants to continue, is this madman still human?"

"Tough, when did the club find such a demon?"

"Isn't the guy who challenged too weak, I don't think he's anything great, why didn't anyone knock him down?"

"This guy is too good, does anyone know where he comes from? This is like a Xiaoqiang who can't be defeated!"

"Why don't you continue, I want to see how long he can hold on?"

“……”

Luo Cheng in the crowd listened to these remarks, and a smile couldn't help but appear on the corner of his mouth.

When everyone was still speculating, he knew that the domineering guy standing in the ring was a qigong master, whether this identity was true or not, in short, it had been proved that this guy was really strong, so strong that he was like a machine that didn't know how to be tired.

In Luo Cheng's heart, he was a little looking forward to what this guy could teach himself?

He didn't shout like the others, just stood in the crowd and watched the battle quietly.

"I'll meet you!"

A buzzing sound suddenly sounded, and then I saw a strong man close to two meters in the ring.

His size was too big, and when he stood there, he looked down at Chu Feng like a giant.

"Boy, do you dare to be my sparring partner!" the strong man asked demonstratively with a shake of his fist gloves.

"Why don't you dare!" Chu Feng looked directly at the other party.

This is an unfair match, a strong man in the super heavyweight division, and the fight is only against Chu Feng in the lightweight division.

At the beginning of the battle, the strong man with long arms and height began to launch a fierce attack on Chu Feng.

“OH，MyGod！”

Beside Luo Cheng, an English exclamation suddenly sounded.

This aroused his curiosity, and he hurriedly turned his head to see a tall foreign man, who was watching the battle in the ring with straight eyes.

This foreign man was none other than Joyce, who had just finished a "friendly match".

"It's incredible that the boy can defend against such a heavy fist!" Joyce exclaimed again.

He spoke English, but for Luo Cheng, who had lived abroad for a few years, language was not an obstacle at all, so he smiled and said, "It's nothing, because that guy is a qigong master?"

"Qigong master, is it the kind of qigong that can bend the top of a spear with your neck?" Joyce looked at Luo Cheng with a curious expression.

Luo Cheng also stared at him, and for a moment, a bad idea suddenly came to him, and he hurriedly lowered his voice and asked, "The kind of weakness you said is explosive! Do you want to see the real qigong?"