The spacious eleventh floor, with its many rooms, is reserved for advanced students to practice individually.

Among these practice rooms, the most luxurious one, about 100 square meters in size, two people looked at each other with their heads held high. Outside the door, there were many students who had stopped practicing on their own, and the two people on their side attracted them, looking at the situation inside and pointing out.

The most eye-catching in the crowd are two men, one of them is a man in his forties wearing a crimson shirt, with horizontal eyebrows, a faint dragon and tiger aura is released between the eyebrows when he looks closely, and there is a smell of not anger in his eyes, and he knows that he is not an ordinary person at a glance.

"Zi Moxin, is this girl starting to mess around again?" The middle-aged man shook his head with a wry smile when he saw the situation inside, obviously he was familiar with the character of the red-clothed female pavilion owner inside, thinking that this time he was messing around again.

The person next to him was a man about thirty years younger than him, he was not tall, wearing a simple light gray tunic, his appearance was simple and featureless, but this person also released a strange qi, this breath was a little different from the dragon qi of the former, and it could not be described.

"Brother Liu, Zi Moxin didn't mean to find fault this time!" The man in the tunic looked at the man surnamed Liu, who had the air of a dragon and a tiger, and said, seeing that the man surnamed Liu was a little puzzled, he answered: "This young man is not simple!" ”

"Huh? There are not many people who can make you feel that it is not simple! The man surnamed Liu said with a somewhat moved face, he knew the eyesight and strength of the man next to him, this man in a tunic didn't look mediocre, but it is not an exaggeration to say that it is estimated that there is almost no one who can beat him in the entire Jiangdong City, and he is a well-deserved No. 1 martial arts powerhouse in Jiangdong City.

"That kid has a breath of air in him!" The man in the tunic looked at the people in the room, and he said with a frown.

"Gas? Is it true anger? Which kid's true qi is on him? The man surnamed Liu was stunned on his face, even he was a little moved, the strength of people who would be really angry was very terrifying, thinking of this, he couldn't help but look in the direction of Zi Moxin, and he wanted to interrupt the nonsense......

"I don't know very well, there are millions of true qi methods, there are a lot of books on practicing true qi in ancient times, and the effect of cultivation is not the same, I can't feel which sect and sect the true qi on this person's body comes from!" The tunic man shook his head and replied.

"Then this competition is a little unfair, let's cancel it!" The man surnamed Liu glanced at the seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy standing in the field, and he sneered and ordered.

"There's no need to cancel, the qi on this kid's body is like a gossamer, basically the effect won't be particularly great! It will not affect the competition, Zi Moxin's martial arts talent is extremely high, although he has not yet been able to gather true qi, but his strength is good! She won't be in danger in this competition! The man in the tunic swept his eyes like a torch, and the young man inside shook his head disdainfully and said.

"I don't know which sect of Guwu the true qi on his body comes from, but since he is so weak, he must not have practiced to the family, it's a pity, otherwise he will be able to meet a guy who is worthy of my shot!" The man in the tunic sighed to himself, although the teenagers inside knew a little, but in his eyes it was not worth mentioning at all.

"Will the true qi still be so weak?" The man surnamed Liu looked at the man in the tunic with some confusion.

"This still depends on people's talents, if that kid compares with me, to explain it in simple words, if my true qi is five thousand, then he is only one hundred!" The man in the tunic invisibly exuded a strange aura and explained calmly.

"I see, but if you can cultivate your true qi, let's see what's strange about this young man!" The man surnamed Liu nodded and looked at the situation inside.

Qin Heng stood in front of the woman in the red coaching uniform, his gaze never left her. Because he felt a strong confidence in the eyes of the woman in front of him, that is, the confidence that he knew that he could defeat the four coaches and dared to fight against him.

"This girl's level will not be low!" Qin Heng understood this in his heart, and he didn't dare to have any intention of relaxing.

"You'll regret what you did, the Nankong Martial Arts Gym can't just kick the gym!"

The woman in the red coaching uniform glared at Qin Heng coldly, her hands were in a state of tiger claws forward, and her legs seemed to follow a pattern.

"Come on! Let me see the strength of the deputy pavilion master! Qin Heng replied calmly, and ripped off his coat, revealing the small black vest he bought for physical training.

Qin Heng didn't have super strong muscles, but he didn't even see any muscles, but when he made a horse step posture, the pants on his thighs suddenly tightened, and the hidden muscles instantly agitated.

"Hmph, what an arrogant boy!" Zi Moxin saw Qin Heng's movements, and knew that this person was not talking emptyly, as far as the horse step posture was concerned, there was definitely kung fu in it, but she was not worried at all. Looking at the entire Nankong Martial Arts Gym, even the strength of the hall owner did not completely beat her strength, which made her full of self-confidence.

Zi Mo stared at Qin Heng coldly and thought, "Let's see how I will break your stinky mouth."

"Look at the move!"

The woman in the red coach uniform moved, the legs under her feet turned into a strange footstep and moved, and when she appeared in front of Qin Heng, the tiger claw in her left hand grabbed Qin Heng's right face directly, and the speed was as fast as lightning, so that Qin Heng only felt that his right eye was black, and a black shadow attacked.

Qin Heng did not hesitate, the left side of his face flicked, his head moved a little away, the woman in the red coach uniform was not able to catch his right cheek, but it didn't make him feel lucky, this just dodged, the left claw of the woman in the red coach uniform rotated ninety degrees, turned from a tiger claw state into a palm, and slapped Qin Heng's face.

"Oh yes, this is a human life!"

Qin Heng felt a cool breeze hitting his right face, how dare he continue to hesitate, and hurriedly turned into a turtle with a shrunken head and dodged down.

"Whew!"

The wind blew in the sky, and the slap was finally empty. Although he didn't hit, it made Qin Heng's anger surge, and he didn't want to rush forward with his head, he wanted to hit her chest full of flexibility.

"Hooligans!"

The woman in the red coaching uniform saw Qin Heng's movements, and a flush surged on her innocent face, and she slashed directly at Qin Heng's head with a hand knife.

This move is simply the trend of splitting watermelons, the palm of his right hand turns into the posture of a hand knife, and the strength is full, Qin Heng's eyes have always been looking at the ground, and he has not been able to see this scene clearly at all.

"Buzz!"

Qin Heng only felt that his skull was about to crack, the pain made him unable to feel his body, his head was lowered a little, and he still fell forward involuntarily. The head slammed into the calf of the woman in the red coaching uniform, and the force of the original impact, coupled with Qin Heng's body leaning forward, the force of this blow was not small.

"Smack!"

Qin Heng fell to the ground in an instant, but he heard a crisp crashing sound in his ears, and then heard a coquettish scream, he didn't care so much at this time, and hurriedly held his head with both hands, and even had the heart to roll.

"Nima, do you have any weapons hidden? It hurts too much to hit someone's head! Qin Heng looked up with his teeth bared in pain, while scolding the cruelty of the woman in the red practice suit.

The woman in the red coach uniform actually fell to the ground now, she glared at Qin Heng angrily, and scolded without showing weakness: "You just hid the weapon, I have a hand, do you understand?" It's so weak and still kicking the gym! ”

"Do you have that hand? Other beauties are all Qianqian's fine hands, I think yours is Qianqian's iron hands! Qin Heng grinned and said anything good.

"What do you say? You're dead! The woman in the red trainer uniform shouted angrily, she jumped up with a carp, and bounced at Qin Heng's head and performed a three-hundred-and-sixty-degree spinning flying kick.

Qin Heng was also startled when he saw the super move kick that the woman in the red coach uniform spun in the air in a full circle, he had never seen such a move before, in front of the red coach uniform's snow-white beautiful legs kicked in front of his face, Qin Heng's nervous reaction crossed his hands and raised to block the front.

"Bang!" A dull voice sounded, and the kick hit his arm, Qin Heng felt that his arms were almost broken, even if he was so steady, he retreated five or six steps back.

The woman in the red coaching uniform just landed steadily, her left leg touched the ground again, and her right leg directly kicked Qin Heng's head.

"Oh yes! Don't get angry, really be my waste material? Qin Heng saw that the woman in the red coach uniform was so aggressive, and he was also angry, only to see his right hand clenched into a fist, the center of the fist stretched out the sharp bone of the middle finger, the arm muscles and tendons burst out, completely blessed on it, and the fist peak hit the center of the ball of the foot kicked by the red coach woman in front of him.

The strength of this blow gathered Qin Heng's full strength, and the power was obviously not small, and the woman in the red coach uniform finally couldn't resist it, she felt that the palms of her feet were like cracked pain.

"Ahh She let out a scream and stepped back, her center of gravity unsteady and she sat on the ground again.

Qin Heng's figure stepped forward with an arrow step, standing in front of the woman in the red coaching uniform, and the fist of his right hand hit the tip of the nose of the woman in the red coaching uniform with a punch, as if he was going to smash the opponent's nose.

"You dare to hurt me?"

The woman in the red coach uniform didn't expect the kid in front of her to really hurt herself, she was so frightened that she was stunned at the scene, watching the young man's fist hit her, and she didn't react at all.