Chapter 47: Boxing Coach (Part II)

I saw the octopus hunter shouting, one leg of the golden rooster was independent, his hands stretched out and clenched into the shape of eagle claws, and there was a fierce murderous aura in his eyes.

At this moment, his other leg bent back slightly, gradually pulling away in an incredible arc.

The so-called sitting like a bell and standing like a pine, the octopus hunter is like a century-old pine standing proudly at this moment.

Then, using one leg as a fulcrum, he slammed the other leg into the tumbler's crotch with the sound of the wind.

"Bang", the tumbler's lower body was hit hard, and it was immediately kicked and exploded, and collapsed to the ground like a kite with a broken string, leaking gas.

The octopus hunter kicked three times in the air before landing firmly on the ground.

I saw that his face was not red and his heart was not beating.

"How about my 'broken egg leg'?" , the octopus hunter crossed his hands, and his gestures revealed the demeanor of a peerless master.

"Uh... Strong! Yang Jian knelt down completely.

There is such an obscene and obscene move!

The octopus hunter's lips are captivatingly curved, instantly reminiscent of Julia Roberts's large mouth.

"If you can learn from my thirty percent of the force, you will be invincible!"

"The King of Cowhides..." , Yang Jian muttered quietly.

However, he immediately changed to a look full of adoration.

"Squidward", his eyes sparkled with adoration, "Can you teach me something more practical?" ”

"Uh, well", the octopus hunter held his chin, as if in thought.

"The so-called actual combat is a master, it's better to be like this, I'll fight you."

"Don't do that, do you?" , Yang Jian shrugged, "What if I am killed and disabled by you?" ”。

"I'll only use one percent of my strength to fight you", the octopus hunter held out an index finger.

"That's it!" , Yang Jian patted his chest.

On a simple martial arts platform, there is an elastic guardrail around it, and the word "Wu" is written crookedly on the floor of the stage, which is temporarily added at first glance.

That's not the point, though.

A strong murderous aura spread on the stage, rolling up dead leaves and flying all over the sky, and dust was flying.

Could this be the legendary "master's killing intent"?

Offstage, two noisy blowers are working, cooling down the two contestants on the stage.

"Brother Jian, even though I only have one percent of my strength, I won't be soft!" , the octopus hunter has a solemn face, his middle finger is bent, interlocking with his thumb, and his hands are folded and placed on his chest, like an "Arhat of Citigroup".

"Just let the horse come", Yang Jian put on his fist gloves.

At this time, a group of people passing by saw two people who were competing.

"Huh?" , A young girl was surprised, "Isn't that Mr. Yang of our trade union?" ”。

"Yikes!" , all the people around exclaimed, "Mr. Yang is here!" ”。

"Wow! Mr. Yang, I love you! A screamed.

"Go to him and ask for an autograph!" , a group of people rushed over.

Yang Jian and the octopus hunter were staring at each other there, when they were suddenly surrounded by a group of fans, and they were immediately at a loss.

"Mr. Yang, can you give me an autograph? People adore you", a female fan handed over an autograph book.

"Eh, good", Yang Jian took the pen.

"Mr. Yang, can I hug you? I adore you too", another fan stretched out his arms and greeted him.

"Good, good", Yang Jian hugged him.

The octopus hunter stayed aside, deserted.

"Why am I so handsome, so someone is fanning me?".

"I'm going to call Master Feng Zhen and ask him to be the referee!" , someone said.