Thundering Martial Arts Hall.

One of the three major martial arts halls in Huajing Kyushu, branches are opened in various states and cities.

Regardless of the branch, everything is built to the highest standards and the fees are expensive.

"It's useless!

At this time, on the stage in the compartment of the martial arts hall, a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl was playing with a temper, and in front of him stood a boy with a painful face, wearing sparring protective gear.

"If you blindly feed the tricks like this, I might as well drive a stake at home, and we will fight each other!"

The girl's temper is not small, and under the coquettish attitude, no one dares to refute.

Under the signal of the martial arts staff, the sparring partner took off the protective gear and began to formally compete.

This sparring partner is not Luo Yan.

He was in the ring in the hall outside, fighting a boy of his age.

"Left, left, right!"

Luo Yan made a loud gesture as he used the defensive target of his arm to catch the opponent's fist.

This is different from the actual combat he imagined, but it also achieved the goal.

During the feeding process, he can continue to familiarize himself with the steps of the sky.

"Zhao Ming, the sparring partner I found this time is good. ”

In the audience, a middle-aged man with white temples said to a coach in his thirties.

The coach was Zhao Jun's father, and when he heard the hall owner's words, a smile appeared on his face.

Luo Yan was a sparring partner for the first time, and his performance was really good.

"It's so comfortable to play with you, how did you do it?"

At the end of the first round, the boy looked at Luo Yan seriously, took out two bottles of drinks from his bag, and handed him one bottle.

"Thank you. ”

Luo Yan said: "I also practice Da Ri Boxing, and I have experience in this area. ”

"How much spiritual power can you exert in the Great Sun Fist?" the boy immediately asked.

Luo Yan replied truthfully.

"Impossible!"

The boy's eyes widened, and he leaned in front of Luo Yan, and said excitedly: "You have achieved 20% of your physical skills in the seven-rank realm?"

These words caused other people in the martial arts hall to look sideways, and many people saw Luo Yan and shook their heads slightly, thinking that the young man was talking big.

"Come, this time I'll feed the move, you come to shoot. ”

The boy took the sparring protective gear from Luo Yan's hand and wanted to see if he could really do it.

Luo Yan looked at the coach in the audience, and the coach nodded in approval.

"Then I'm here. ”

Luo Yan said with a smile.

"Okay!

The boy is holding a boxing mat in his hand, and he gestures in a good way.

Syllable!

Luo Yan punched out with his right fist, and the power that erupted made the boy take half a step back.

"Awesome, how did you do it, teach me. ”

Feeling the soreness in his arm, the boy quickly untied the boxing pad, his face full of surprise.

"I don't use a boxing pad, I'm mainly trying to block and dodge, how about you try to hit me?"

Luo Yan had a whim, and it was not easy to play with his hands tied to the boxing pad.

"Then what should I do if I hurt you?" the boy was very interested, but he was afraid of hurting him by mistake.

"I'm not afraid, what are you afraid of. Luo Yan said.

"That's good. ”

As soon as he heard this, the boy immediately stopped scrupling.

This time, Luo Yan combined his two physical techniques to dodge the opponent's attack, and he was in a hurry at first.

"This guy, looking for him to spar, he is training himself with our members, and we have to give him money. ”

The hall owner could see what Luo Yan was doing, which made Zhao Ming next to him a little worried.

"However, this effect is actually good, and it is more useful than hitting a target. ”

The curator's next sentence relieved him, and he didn't stop the two of them.

While dodging, Luo Yan motioned to the opponent to take precautions when punching.

"What's your name, I'll find you to spar next time. ”

At the end of the second round, the men's business was still unfinished, and he became curious about Luo Yan.

"Luo Yan. ”

"My name is Wang Teng. ”

As soon as he heard this name, Luo Yan thought of a stalk, my son Wang Teng, has the posture of an emperor...... Ahem, it's on the stage.

Yes!

Suddenly, screams came from inside the separate training room.

After a while, a young sparring partner was carried out, his hand was broken, and he had to recuperate for at least two months.

"Is that all there is to the Thundering Martial Arts Pavilion?" could still hear a girl talking inside.

"It's Ye Ran, the seven-grade realm, the daughter of the Ye Group, who is ruthless to herself and others. Wang Teng heard who that person was, and whispered to Luo Yan.

Soon, Luo Yan saw that Ye Ran coming out, not to mention what she looked like, the princess's hairstyle was eye-catching.

"And sparring?"

Ye Ran held his hands on his chest and abdomen, he was young and arrogant, and his eyebrows always revealed impatience.

"The new kid, come here. ”

The coach in charge of her waved at Luo Yan.

"He's only in charge of the members outside the hall. ”

Zhao Ming hurriedly stopped it, not wanting the sparring partner he found to be injured.

"Then I don't practice inside, I practice outside, okay. ”

Ye Ran sneered and walked towards the ring where Luo Yan was.

What others don't let her do, the more she has to do.

"Wang Teng, how are you doing this sparring partner?"

Ye Ran came to the ring where Luo Yan and Wang Teng were.

Wang Teng immediately shook his head, indicating that it was normal, so as not to get Luo Yan involved.

"You still want to lie to me about your acting skills, and I heard your cheers inside. ”

As a result, Ye Ran got up and jumped into the ring with a beautiful move.

"Go down. She said to Wang Teng.

"Why. Wang Teng was unconvinced.

"Otherwise, I'll beat you down." ”

Wang Teng's face changed for a while, and finally shouted fiercely: "Go down, go down!"

After saying that, he simply walked on.

"Let's get started. ”

Ye Ran didn't care what Luo Yan's wishes were, and habitually gave orders.

Zhao Ming in the audience made an undetectable shaking movement.

"My course is over. Luo Yan said.

In any case, obscene development is king.

"I'll add you a class and give you 10,000 yuan. ”

"Tell me earlier. ”

Luo Yan smiled, 10,000 yuan.

Ye Ran's seven-grade realm, no matter how powerful he is, how powerful can he be?

Luo Yan had to put on the sparring gear.

"You don't have to wear it, let's fight and see how powerful your 20% spiritual power is. Ye Ran said.

For she heard it all inside.

"Yes. ”

Luo Yan couldn't ask for it, this was the actual combat he wanted!

You don't have to spend money, you can still get money.

"Bafang Fist!"

Ye Ran didn't wait for the announcement to start, and suddenly made a move, this is her style, if she can't even react to this, she is not qualified to stand in front of her.

"In the seventh-grade realm, the physical skills are better than the eighth-grade realm. ”

Luo Yan saw this, did not forget his purpose, took a step into the sky, and fused the Great Sun Fist.

Both exert 20% spiritual power, and the key is the fit.

"It's not bad, it can withstand my attacks. ”

At the end of the first round of confrontation, Ye Ran was slightly surprised to see that Luo Yan could fight again.

"If it weren't for sharpening the fit, I'd have knocked you down. Luo Yan thought to himself.

"Come again. ”

Ye Ran didn't let the two of them rest for too long, and fought again, this time with a cunning light hidden in his eyes.

"Her footwork ......"

Luo Yan found that her steps were different from just now, and suddenly thought of Yang Mengxiao, who is also a master of physical skills!

Also, people who soak in the martial arts hall every day, where can they go.

Fortunately, she is not an eighth grade, and she can't bring the same oppressive force as Yang Mengxiao, and Luo Yan resisted this round with her tenacity.

At this moment, Luo Yan found that the fit between boxing and footwork was rising!