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It's just that Xiao Han didn't go, he is now intoxicated by his soaring divine power. A few days ago, a punch of gravel and a palm of the speed car made Xiao Han fluttering.

He really thinks of himself as a martial arts master now.

It's early summer, and it's breezy and a little cool. In the small courtyard, Xiao Han is bare-handed, and now under the big locust tree.

Behind him was a dilapidated truck, and in front of him was a hundred-pound stone pier.

If it was before, Xiao Han would never have had the courage to fight a stone pier with his bare hands, but now?

"Dad, you're the best!" came the excited voice of the monster.

"Good son. ”

Xiao Han smiled, then held his breath and threw a punch.

Boom!

A dull sound startled the birds that were perched nearby.

Xiao Han tried his best to endure it, his face turned red at that moment, and finally he couldn't help it, followed by a miserable scream.

"Jiao, it hurts!!"

Xiao Han felt that his hands were about to break, and the punch just now made him cry.

Paralyzed, Lao Tzu's divine power.

Xiao Han's eyes were red, and his tears were flowing when he covered his hands.

What, I'm exaggerating? There's a kind of punch you punching a stone with all your bare hands.

Does it hurt you?

"Dad, you're the best!" the monster shouted with a smile again.

"Get out!" Xiao Han roared.

After lying in bed for several hours, I used all kinds of swelling medicines, and finally it didn't hurt so much.

After calming down, Xiao Han began to wonder why his divine power had disappeared?

He remembered that he didn't do anything after eating pork, so he went to find a fat man, had a meal at night, soaked his pee, pulled Cixiang, and didn't do anything?

Thinking of this, Xiao Han was suddenly stunned, could it be that he didn't absorb the spiritual power in the pork and then pulled it out with Xiang, or only absorbed a little, and the remaining spiritual power was pulled out.

Xiao Han's thoughts flickered, and he was not sure, this needs to be verified.

Xiao Han remembered what his mother said about the guest who ate pork noodles today, and he didn't know if he also had divine powers?

This guest naturally refers to Li Chunjiang under Xiao Han for fifty yuan.

After Li Chunjiang returned home that day, except for the deliciousness of the bowl of noodles, there was nothing abnormal.

After eating, I watched TV for a while and went to sleep.

Early the next morning, Li Chunjiang still went to work in the martial arts hall as usual to continue his days as a sandbag sparring partner.

In the past, Li Chunjiang accompanied some students in the martial arts hall to spar with each other, but they were all novice scumbags, and those students rarely broke through Li Chunjiang's defense and caused him substantial damage.

It's just that the guy named Luo Feng who came from the Beicheng headquarters yesterday was very powerful, and a hook punch swollen his face, but after returning from the Xiao family restaurant, he found that the swollen wound on his face had gone down.

What a magical little shop. Li Chunjiang sighed.

"Luo Feng, you're here. ”

"Coach Liu, ha..."

Not long after Li Chunjiang came in, a young man in sportswear also came, followed by a middle-aged man. The owner of the Qingshui Town branch hurriedly greeted the two.

These two people, one is a seed member of the Extreme Club, and the other is a gold medal coach of the martial arts hall, neither of them can be provoked by him as a branch hall owner in a remote town.

The two ignored him, and the middle-aged man said to the young man, "Xiaofeng, after playing here for a few days, it's time to go back to the headquarters." There's a boxing match in a few days, so go back to training as soon as possible. The training facilities in this small place are not as good as Beicheng after all. ”

"That game is just a small fight between a few martial arts halls, is it worth training?" Luo Feng didn't care at all, but wandered around the martial arts hall.

He glanced around, and the eyes of those sparring partners all avoided one after another, and there was only one person, who was neither humble nor silent.

"Hmph, interesting. ”

Luo Feng walked over to him and asked with a smile, "Tell me your name." ”

"Li Chunjiang!" The man is neither humble nor arrogant.

"Okay, you can continue to be my sparring partner today. ”

"Bring the gloves quickly. Seeing this, the hall owner hurriedly shouted.

"No, I can do it with my bare hands. Luo Feng waved his hand, looking like he was ready to punch with his bare hands.

"Brother Luo is mighty!" someone next to him cheered, and Luo Feng's smile became even greater.

"Li Chunjiang, this time, you can fight as a match, although counterattack. Of course, only if you have the ability to fight back. ”

Li Chunjiang put on his boxing gloves and nodded: "Okay!"

As the words fell, Li Chunjiang instantly punched Luo Feng directly to the head.

Seeing this, Luo Feng shook his head with a smile.

Boxing punches, pay attention to fast and clear, quickly insert, and fully mobilize the strength of the whole body, so that the power starts from the soles of the feet, through the calves, thighs, waist and hips, back, neck and shoulders, arms, step by step borrowing strength, and finally vented on the fist.

But the opponent's punch, not to mention the speed, but the force, but it was much worse, just mobilizing the strength of the wrist.

Such a punch, according to Luo Feng's experience, is vulnerable.

Luo Feng didn't dodge or block, but punched the same. He wants to use the most direct way, the most violent force, to shatter all the self-confidence of this man.

In the future, he will let this sandbag in front of him respect him as God!

Boom!

The fists collided, only to hear a roar, an iron fist broke through the opponent's defense without any hindrance, directly copied the opponent's face, and with a bang, the person was beaten down. Blood flowed all over his face.

Inside the martial arts hall, there was a dead silence all of a sudden.

"Lao Li, you dare to beat Brother Luo, you don't want to do it, do you!" The master of the martial arts hall saw that the people who were focused on cultivating at the headquarters were blurred by the flesh and blood of a small sparring partner in his branch, and his face turned white with fright.

In a panic, the owner of the martial arts hall scolded Li Chunjiang for a while.

"What else are you looking at, hurry up and save people!"

"Coach Liu, I'm sorry, that stupid big guy beat up your beloved apprentice, I'll let him go when I turn around. The owner of the hall was covered in cold sweat, and he was terrified, and apologized again and again to Coach Liu, who came with Luo Feng. Then he continued to scold Li Chunjiang.

But I never expected that Coach Liu would come over and slap the hall owner in the face.

The owner of the museum was blinded.

The middle-aged man ignored him, but looked at Li Chunjiang with bright eyes: "Brother, is it good to join our extreme boxing club?"

"100,000 guaranteed contract, you get the lion's share of the prize money from the competition!"

Also, if this person is included in the club, his future achievements will be much higher than Luo Feng's, and compared with him, Luo Feng is already insignificant. It's also the stupidity of the martial arts hall owner who is out of proportion and can't see the situation clearly.

Li Chunjiang also looked confused, looked at his hands, and thought about why his strength had skyrocketed.