"Try my Antarctic Waterfowl Punch!"

Boom!

In the small ring, a tall young man just put his foot on the shelf and yelled, a small fist appeared in front of him, and then fell to the ground with a bang, although the referee's face on the field was as black as the bottom of the pot, but still announced the result.

"The winner of this one, Lune!"

There was another uproar in the audience.

"Damn, it's just a little ghost!"

"It's so strong, it's another one-punch solution!"

"Could it be that our elite martial arts club is going to be planted in the hands of this little ghost today?"

Ever since Lu En knocked out an unknown young man with one punch, everyone understood that this was not a joke, this guy who looked thin and weak, immature and like a student really came to kick the gym, and immediately the crowd was excited, and he took out the mentality of facing a real martial artist to treat Lu En.

The ring, the contract, the referee, and the rules of the game are all available, but compared to other sports, the rules of fighting are much simpler, except that they are not allowed to attack key points such as the Yin Eyes, and any other move can be used.

So Lu En was fortunate enough to see but not limited to Antarctic Water Bird Fist, Extreme Fighting Techniques, Dean Fighting Techniques and Fighting Martial Arts with obvious Eastern characteristics, such as Sky Tearing Claw, Tiger Fist and other fighting techniques, but unfortunately everyone could survive three moves under him.

Of course, this is Luen's strong strength, which can be called crushing, but most of the reason is that the opponent is too weak and has nothing to show for it.

In fact, after knocking down the two of them with two punches, Lu En came back to his heart, he was looking for Li Kui and met Li Ghost, although it is called the Elite Fighting Club, but in fact, this is just some rich second-generation young men and women who are keen on martial arts, and they have fun making it out, a club-like place.

In other words, it's a gathering place for a group of martial arts enthusiasts.

No wonder the outside propaganda only gives 10,000 yuan to win a game, Lu En has heard the appearance fees of some well-known martial artists, and the minimum price of a fight starts at one million, and a showdown between the top martial artists of the Federation and Shane was broadcast on TV two years ago, and it is said that the appearance fees of the two sides have added up to nine figures, which can be called astronomical.

The bounty of 10,000 yuan can only be won if you win, and the really powerful martial artists will naturally not put it in their eyes, and it is not necessarily the opponent of these enthusiasts in their eyes, and occasionally there are backs and forths to satisfy their psychology of looking for excitement.

"Is there anyone else?"

Lu En stood in the ring and looked down at everyone, his eyes touched everyone and avoided it, especially the young men below with blue noses and swollen faces, their faces couldn't help but show a look of fear, this was the power of the fist, which added a bit of aura to him.

"Damn!"

Some people were unwilling to speak out, and they wanted to see if there were any warriors who stood up to continue the challenge, but there were a lot of gritted teeth and angry faces around him, but none of them moved, the main Lu En won too easily, and everyone on the field was very clear about their strength.

Being solved by two blows, physical pain is still secondary, it really hurts self-esteem.

"If there's no one, let's start checking out!"

Lu En's face was still calm, and he was actually relieved in his heart, although the age and size were all superior to the other party, but after the fight, he always had the feeling that he was bullying the children, which was embarrassing.

"Okay, we'll transfer the money to your card!"

The young man below gritted his teeth, stood up from the chair, and said to Lu En, he was the third to play, and he naturally had something in his hands, and it was not a problem to deal with three or five people in normal times, but it was only two moves under Lu En.

"Cash, I'm in a hurry. Lune's face remained unchanged, in fact, he didn't have a card at all.

"I have!"

The young man with the head of the board could afford to put it down, and soon someone handed him a card from the side, which he threw to Luen.

"It's 100,000 yuan, and the remaining 50,000 is my personal opinion, and if you are willing to join our martial arts club, I will open another 100,000 yuan for you every month!"

"President!"

"I disagree!"

There are people next to him who are very angry, and it is just that Lu En trampled on their dignity this time, and he also offered a high salary to invite him to join the martial arts club, which made many students unable to accept it, and there was an immediate uproar!

"I'm sorry, I'm not interested. Lu En took the card and put it in his pocket, jumped out of the ring, and the surrounding students immediately separated from each other and watched him leave.

"What kind of fighting technique are you using!"

Behind him, there was an unwilling shout from the young man.

With his back to everyone, the corners of Luen's mouth hooked.

Martial arts?

He relied on superhuman physical fitness to crush him, and suddenly a bad taste gushed out of his heart, and four words came out of his mouth:

"Beidou God Fist!"

......

"Coach Moss, that imp is gone. ”

In a room in the side hall of the martial arts club, a burly strong man stood with his hands behind his back, and a student walked in and whispered softly when the door was pushed open.

"Hmm!" Moss let out a cold snort from his nostrils, turned his head and turned his face cold: "I usually let you cultivate diligently and don't listen, how does it feel to stand in the audience today?"

Anger and humiliation suddenly welled up on the students' faces, their fists were clenched, and there was even a slight dissatisfaction in their tones: "Since the coach has arrived a long time ago, why don't you go up and defeat this little ghost, we are embarrassed and almost thrown home, just now two students have applied for resignation." ”

"Don't do this kind of waste!"

Moss's words caused the students to look at each other even more angrily, but Moss ignored him and walked straight towards the door: "Shame and courage, I deliberately didn't make a move, just to make you feel shame in order to stimulate your potential, but I am your coach, I have to help you get back the field you left behind!"

"I'll make that little imp come back and apologize to you!"

The student behind him suddenly realized, his expression perked, and his eyes had turned to reverence when he saw Moss.

Moss strode out of the martial arts club, then took out his mobile phone from his bosom and dialed a number: "Kenny, you bring a few juniors here." ”

In fact, a lot of what Moss and the trainees said was nonsense, and there was only one real reason why he didn't make a move, he didn't have the certainty of defeating Luen.

Unlike these half-hung fighting enthusiasts, Moss, whose strength is infinitely close to that of a martial artist, can see at a glance that the so-called Beidou God Fist is simply nonsense, and the other party purely relies on brute force to crush it, and when the strength reaches a certain level, it doesn't matter if the skill is there, why bother with more effort to solve the problem that can be solved with one slap?

If he didn't win, then he wouldn't have the face to continue to stay in the fighting club, but if he didn't do anything, it would also cause dissatisfaction among the students, but these rich second generations are simply a gold mine, extremely enthusiastic about martial arts and willing to spend money, so how can Moss give up willingly.

Cutting off people's wealth is like killing parents, and Moss can't take care of a lot, since a person is not sure, then call a few more, no matter how strong he is, it is difficult to beat four hands with two fists.

Moss was full of confidence.