Pressing the gun raised by Mayin, Su Han stared at the blonde boxer and said to Mayin, "Give this guy to me." ”

"Got it, got it, then you have to hurry, the red pupils should have already rushed here." Glancing at Su Han, Ma Yin put down the gun in his hand and retreated to the rear.

"Then let's fight with you until the red pupils reach their limit time." The two fists slammed into each other, making a sound like the impact of iron and stone, Su Han lowered his body and assumed a boxing posture.

"It's just a little harder, a bit of brute force." The boxer shook his hand and rushed towards Su Han: "Lao Tzu is the master of the Huangquan Temple, although it was ten years ago!" ”

Sideways to dodge one of his punches, and then bend down to let him turn the whip leg into a sweep, Su Han swung his upright hook when he turned his body back to Lizhi: "Lao Tzu was still a boxer a few days ago~"

"Whew~" The air flow brought by the high-speed fist blew away the hair on the boxer's forehead, but the fist body was dodged by him with a back.

"It's not over yet!" Retracting the empty Xiang fist, he used his left hand to catch his elbow blow to his abdomen, and Su Han's right hand turned into a phantom, roaring in a continuous short stab forward-pseudo-jab punch.

Each blow of the powerful jab will produce a stream of airflow, but the boxer seems to have suddenly lost his bones, pushing and pulling with both hands, twisting his body left and right, and just dodging all of Su Han's jabs, and at the same time, after Su Han's last downward jab, he instantly pressed Su Han's downward fist with both hands, and then jumped up with his strength, and hit Su Han's face with his knees, and then turned around, flicked his legs, hit Su Han's chest, and jumped backwards.

"Su Han, can you do it?!" Raising the gun again, Main asked with some concern.

"It's okay, this attack is like being bitten by an ant to me." Raising his hand to signal that Ma Yin didn't need to make a move, Su Han gently patted the two muddy footprints on his chest.

"Do you want to fight me with a three-legged cat kung fu?" After the boxer rearranged his starting hand, he said to Su Han with some contempt: "It's just a sandbag that can be beaten." ”

"Huh? What exactly is inferior to you? He said this in a casual tone, but Su Han really attached great importance to it in his heart, what opinion would the orthodox boxer give him?

Maybe it was because the master was used to it, and the boxer of the Imperial Fist Temple replied without thinking: "The next game is unstable when it moves, and it is too monotonous when attacking, like you, who can only attack with his right hand, and is very jerky when attacking, is a beginner among beginners!" ”

After saying these words, the boxers of the Imperial Fist Temple rushed up again and began to storm Su Han's right side.

"Look! When you swing your hook this time, the whole right side is completely empty! Bending down, the boxer who dodged Su Han's swing punch slammed a hard right hook on Su Han's abdomen, and then pressed Su Han's recovered elbow with his left hand, and used the thrust to press his body down again, avoiding this elbow blow.

"No matter how strong you are, there is no point in not hitting it!" Bent down and swept his legs, swept over Su Han, who was unstable, and fell to the side.

"At this time, if you can attack me with your left hand, you can avoid my blow!" Tie up the horse step, the boxer's fists were glued together, and he slammed into the chest of Su Han, who was unbalanced and rolled in the air with an unbalanced center of gravity!

Su Han, who was bombarded out, swung his body, landed with his left foot, stepped on it, and found the center of gravity of his body, and then, pressed his hands on the ground and ploughed out three half-meter-long traces.

"A guy like you is not as good as someone who has practiced basic boxing!" As if to show off, the boxer took out a book with gold characters on a yellow background from his arms, which was written "Huangquan Temple: Basic Boxing Method", and this guy relied on this book to train those few subordinates who were quite passable.

"Huh~ Thank you so much." Seeing the book, Su Han's eyes lit up, what he lacked the most was the foundation, he glanced around, and found that Red Pupil, Brand, Leonay, Hill, Lubbo and Tazmi had come to Ma Yin's side and were looking at him, Su Han patted the dust on his body and stood up: "It seems that I can only accompany you here, and I can't let everyone wait for a long time." ”

"You just take advantage of it verbally, take it!" That boxer also saw the night attack and the others who came here, and the muscles in his legs tensed, and he immediately rushed towards Su Han!

Throwing his right fist sharply, the boxer decisively leaned down, dodged Su Han's jab, and then immediately rushed to Su Han's left side as soon as he turned around - he wanted to run!

"I've said it all, I can't play with you."

"What!"

Feeling that his arm was being grabbed by something like an iron tong, the boxer looked at it in surprise, only to find that it was Su Han's left arm.

"I told you, I'm actually left-handed." Pulling back the boxer suddenly, Su Han's right hand was already waiting there!

"Bang!" Without reservation, he threw his fist with all his might, smashed the boxer into a bow and blasted it into the sky, picked up the yellow book with gold characters on the ground that fell to the ground, Su Han patted the dust on it and walked towards the night attack and the others who had turned around and started to leave.

When Su Han and the others left for about six or seven seconds, a black figure fell to the ground with a bang, splashing a cloud of dust.

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In the early morning, when the sky was bright, Tazmi yawned and went to the training ground, where he found that there were already two people training.

One is Brand who is wielding an iron rod with square stones tied to both ends, and the other is Su Han, who is shaking his fist dozens of times as if his whole person has slowed down.

"Yo, Tazmi, wake up so late." Brand casually put down the dumbbell-like training equipment in his hand, and the stone smashed a small depression in the flat dirt of the training ground in an instant, showing its weight.

"How is it possible, it's just dawn now, right?" Tazmi rubbed his eyes and said with some disbelief.

"When I came, Su Han's guy had already started practicing."

"Uh......" Touching his head a little ashamedly, Tazmi changed the subject and said, "Brother Brand, are your injuries completely healed?" ”

"Well, it was almost better some time ago, otherwise how could I go on a mission with you?" Patting his six-pack abs, Brand said with some pride, "I'm very strong." ”

However, when he followed Tazmi's gaze to the eight-pack abs in Su Han's abdomen, he said with some sarcasm: "Well, some people can't be compared. ”

"By the way, what are you calling me out so early in the morning?" Touching his abdomen, Tazmi also knew that he would definitely be the one who would suffer in the end when he was entangled in this issue, so he immediately changed the topic.

"Take that knife, the boss asked me to teach you how to use the weapon, for me, the way you wield the long knife is too tender!" Pointing to the two-palm wide knife behind Tazmi, Brand said cross-legged.

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PS: Recommended tickets to refuel~ Come on~ Woo...... Obviously, the nerd has updated more than ten chapters this week...... Woo......