Luo Churan smiled slightly, holding the roses to find Jiang Meng.

Jiang Luo closed the door, took out Qingxi and Bai Wei, and hurried to cultivate.

At half past seven in the evening, he stopped practicing, said hello to his family, and drove to the Guoan Martial Arts Hall.

Located on a commercial street, this martial arts gym is well-known in Haizhou City, and it looks luxurious from the outside, with two handsome waitresses standing at the door.

"Sir, please come in, do you want to sign up for a class, or do you plan to go on a break?"

Jiang Luo didn't answer, walked directly to the front desk, and said loudly: "My name is Jiang Luo, and I was invited by the hall owner to participate in tonight's boxing match." ”

The front desk lady's expression changed slightly, and she hurriedly gave the female employees around her a look, and pointed down.

The female employee understood and said with a smile: "Sir, please come with me." ”

Jiang Luo nodded and followed behind her.

The female employee walked into the elevator and pressed directly on the B1 floor, which is the basement floor.

When the elevator doors opened again, a completely different picture appeared in front of me.

The basement is not small, 300 square meters, with dark red walls on all sides, and more than 100 incandescent lamps inlaid on the roof, which shine as bright as day with silver-white light.

There is a three-meter-high platform in the middle, and the upper edge of the platform is surrounded by barbed wire more than half a meter high.

Around the ring are undulating seats, at a glance, the seats are already seventy percent full, the guests are dressed very gorgeously, and a few of them are still wealthy businessmen in Haizhou City.

At this time, Liu Qingshan and Cheng Hong were sitting at a white round table, Cheng Hong was drinking juice elegantly, and a pair of snow-white beautiful legs caused the wild bees to drool.

There is a lounge on the left hand side of the elevator, the door is ajar, and the sound of Kiyokoshi's guitar flows inside.

Out of curiosity, Jiang Luo pushed open the door and looked inside, only to see Yan Heping shaking his head and playing the guitar, in all fairness, he played well.

Jiang Luo smiled and said: "Mr. Yan, you really have Yaxing, I don't know who the curator is, I can actually invite you?"

Yan Heping continued to pluck the strings, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he said casually: "Actually, this martial arts gym is an industry under my name, and the business has been bleak recently, so I have to increase my income through the black boxing tournament." ”

Jiang Luo was shocked, the captain of the dignified Qilin team can use his hard work to run a martial arts hall?

"Haha, you have a lot of side hustles. ”

"Do what we do, pin your head to the waistband of your trousers, there is no tomorrow today, and I don't plan how to do it for the rest of my life.

Even if Instructor Xie doesn't mention it, I will go to Haizhou City to fight a black boxing and fight against you, which can be described as killing two birds with one stone. ”

When Yan Heping said this, he suddenly stopped what he was doing, his eyes widened, and he stared directly at Jiang Luo.

"Mr. Jiang, the monk is angry, and he is trying his best to cover the world, but I am afraid that the small hearts of the audience will not be able to stand it, please take it easy. ”

Jiang Luo sneered, "Don't worry, I'll let them enjoy watching it." ”

Yan Heping put down his guitar, took off his Cartier watch, and said, "It's almost time, let's go on stage." ”

Jiang Luo nodded, turned around and left.

He passed by Liu Qingshan and Cheng Hong, said hello, and then came to the stage quickly.

In an instant, hundreds of pairs of eyes looked at him, and the noise suddenly became half as loud.

After a while, a thin boy floated into the air and shouted: "Hello everyone, I am today's No. 1 boxer Yan Zhen, strict strict, really true, you will know in a moment that I am really a very strict person." ”

Yan Heping has a lovely smile, like a funny joker, but he floats three meters in the air, above everyone, like the male protagonist of a science fiction drama.

"Oh my God, you can fly?", one woman exclaimed in surprise.

Finally, people reacted, raised their mobile phones and SLR cameras, and began to shoot Yan Heping.

For a while, Yan Heping attracted more attention than a first-line star, and Jiang Luo on the stage became a little wild cat that no one cared about.

Yan Heping walked in the air with a smile, and posed from time to time, which dragged on for three minutes before landing on the stage.

During this period, Jiang Luo always looked at him, didn't notice that he was using spiritual power, and said in surprise: "I didn't expect that martial arts masters can also fly with qi, it seems that martial arts are much more powerful than I imagined." ”

Yan Heping restrained his smile and said, "Don't you know that all laws are one?" In fact, there is no essential difference between martial arts, witchcraft, Gu arts, cultivation and other cultivation methods, and you can go the same way when you practice to a certain level.

It's a pity that there are too few people who have time to spy on the mysteries of the martial arts, otherwise, it would not have allowed the cultivation of the true poison to be a tyrant for thousands of years. ”

Jiang Luo had never thought about this before, and he didn't bother to delve into it, and said, "If there is a chance in the future, let's sit down and talk about it, let's start now." ”

"Please!"

Yan Heping took a step and was ready to go.

The air walk just now successfully aroused everyone's interest, and they stared at the stage intently, not even daring to blink their eyes, for fear of missing the wonderful scene.

Jiang Luo made a false move, then formed a palm with his right hand and a fist with his left hand, took a big step forward, and shot his hands together, attacking Yan Heping's right shoulder and chest respectively.

It seems to be a simple move, but it contains majestic spiritual power, bursting out with thunderous momentum, shaking the ring left and right, and the iron mesh on all sides is directly shattered.

The audience in the audience was terrified, thinking that it was just an ordinary hand-to-hand fight, but they didn't expect that the two contestants were equipped with mystical skills, far beyond ordinary people, presenting a fight without special effects, but more exciting than all special effects.

Yan Heping flashed backwards, leaned sideways and took a horse step, his eyes still lifeless.

"Bang bang!"

The fist and palm hit his heart at the same time, but Yan Heping did not change anything, and sighed: "But so, it's not as good as Guo Qirui." ”

"Smack!"

He slapped Jiang Luo in the face.

Jiang Luo's whole body froze, looking at each other in disbelief, and his mind was also a mess.

If Yan Heping scolds, punches and kicks, and is murderous, he can accept it even if he wins with one move.

But Yan Heping was as calm as an old bell, calm, and didn't treat him as an opponent at all, in other words, he didn't take him seriously at all.

The slap was very loud, but it didn't hurt, but it pierced him in the heart like a needle.

"Hahaha......"

The audience erupted in laughter, gossiping, and saying everything.

"Is that kid a fool who can't even fight back?"

"How dare he fight the trapeze? Eighty percent was so frightened that he peed his pants. ”

"Sure enough, people can't look good, they look so handsome, but they can't help beating at all. ”

Jiang Luo was furious, gritted his teeth, hooked his left and right hands into punches, and smashed Yan Heping's head at the same time.

"Boom ......"

This time, he used enough spiritual power to shake the ring, and the audience who were originally laughing was trembling in fright, and retreated.

Yan Heping's figure flashed, he took a step back, his body bowed forward, his right hand pulled forward, and his five fingers were sharper than iron hooks, instantly piercing Jiang Luo's body.