The annual national boxing competition kicked off again.

"Brother Wang, you're finally back." Seeing him suddenly appear, Li Xiaoyun was overjoyed.

"How?" Looking at his agent, Wang Kun asked with a smile.

"Brother Wang, your first opponent is Zhang Dong." Li Xiaoyun said.

"Is that Zhang Dong who wantonly belittles the national art in the name of fighting fakes?" Wang Kun asked meaningfully.

"Brother Wang, Zhang Dong's strength is not weak, he has already defeated many masters of national arts." Li Xiaoyun reminded.

"That's because he didn't meet a real master of national arts." Wang Kun said with a sigh.

"Is there a real master of national art in the world?" Li Xiaoyun asked curiously.

"What do you think of my strength?" Wang Kun asked rhetorically.

"Under the premise of the same height and weight, your strength ranks among the top three in the country." Li Xiaoyun thought for a while and said.

"Hehe, my strength can't stop someone else's move." Wang Kun sighed.

"Who's so powerful?" Li Xiaoyun asked with a puzzled expression.

"My master." Wang Kun said enviously and proudly.

"Your master is so powerful?" Li Xiaoyun asked again.

"He's the most powerful guy I've ever met, and if there's no accident, even the best boxing champion in the world can't stop him." Wang Kun said with a determined expression.

Three days later, the Harbour City Coliseum.

Zhang Dong, who stepped into the ring, said sarcastically: "I heard that you went to learn national arts?" ”

"Learned a little bit of fur." Wang Kun said modestly.

"The national arts are all fancy fists and embroidered legs, you have wasted ten months, so let's just admit defeat." Zhang Dong said.

"Referee, can we start?" Wang Kun asked with a smile.

"Let's go!" The referee waved his hand and signaled the start of the game.

Zhang Dong's feet moved quickly, and his hands with fist gloves made fake movements one after another.

"I'm not wasting time with you." Wang Kun kicked forward with his right foot and punched out with a strong blow.

His physical fitness has improved by a few percent, and his fist power has become much stronger, and he knocked Zhang Dong out of the ring in one fell swoop.

Ordinary people with a strength of 100 catties only have 50 or 60 catties left on others.

He practiced horse walking for a month, and for the next few months, he would stand every day.

After integrating the strength of the whole body, Wang Kun's fist power is by no means weaker than that of any boxing champion.

"Cut, I thought Zhang Dong was very strong, but I didn't expect to be punched away by others."

"Wang Kun's punch just now, why is there a shadow of martial arts?"

"Don't dare to say anything else, he must have stood on the horse."

I thought it was a wonderful duel, but I didn't know that the referee shouted to start, and the famous Zhang Dong was punched out of the ring, and he is still lying on the ground until now.

The apprentice's game ended, and Jiang Feng turned off the computer.

The achievements of Guoshu and Chinese medicine are indelible and cannot be slandered by anyone.

What was recorded hundreds of years ago may be false.

Traditional Chinese medicine, which has been inherited in an orderly manner, is not explained by science, but it is real.

How can the national art that was famous all over the world a few decades ago deny its power just because no one has practiced it well!

......

One opponent after another was defeated by Wang Kun with one punch, and in less than a month, he became famous all over the country.

Taekwondo master, was punched away by him.

Karate master, was knocked away by his punch.

The Muay Thai master was also knocked away by his punch.

At nine o'clock in the morning of this day, the National Boxing Championship Finals was held in Jiangcheng Gymnasium.

"One Punch Man, One Punch Knock Him Away!"

"One-punch man, kill him in seconds!"

"One-punch man, knock him out of the ring!" One by one, the audience shouted.

"Master, can Senior Brother win?" Nine-year-old Wang Xiaohu asked.

"Your senior brother won't lose." Jiang Feng said casually.

"Master, can you win the fight, Senior Brother?" Wang Xiaohu asked again.

"What do you say?" Jiang Feng asked rhetorically.

"My uncle Wang Shaolong said that Master is the most powerful man in the world." Wang Xiaohu said.

The referee in the ring, with a wave of his hand, shouted, "Go!" ”

Wang Kun stepped forward with a punch, and unsurprisingly, the opponent was knocked out of the ring by him with a punch.

"Congratulations." At the end of the game, Jiang Feng walked over with Wang Xiaohu.

"Thank you, Master." Wang Kun said gratefully.

"The way of practicing martial arts is endless, let's go." Jiang Feng said.

"Master, can I still learn from you?" Wang Kun asked.

"The martial arts hall is closed." Jiang Feng said without looking back.

"What about him?" Wang Kun asked again.

"He's my close disciple." Jiang Feng said.

"Master, where are you going?" Wang Kun asked.

"Travel." Jiang Feng said without looking back.

Three months later, Wang Kun flew abroad to participate in the World Boxing Championship.

One by one, well-known foreign fighters who were strong and strong, were easily defeated by him one after another.

The global boxing championship competition, when it was about to enter the semifinals, Wang Kun suddenly had a car accident......

"Did you find out?" Jiang Feng asked.

"Master, Acks, the driver who killed Wang Kun, took three million ...... from the Walter Gaming Company," Phantom said.

"I see." After Jiang Feng finished speaking, he drove to the airport.

His strength is recovering every day, and he has been able to use some natural powers.

Stealth into the airport, after a few days of wandering, he came to the Star Country.

"Give all the money of the Walter Gaming Company to the poor people of all countries in the world." Jiang Feng said.

"Yes, master." The Phantom answered.

In an instant, billions of star coins were transferred thousands of times and then into the accounts of the poor.

Half of the apprentice was killed, even if this world was fictional, Jiang Feng would have to vent his evil anger.

found the real culprit behind the scenes, gave the other party a coin, and he went to the boxing final again.

After Gerson was defeated, he said unconvinced: "If Wang Kun is still there, you won't be able to win the championship!" ”

"I can hit him three by one." Nit, who won the championship, said openly.

Jiang Feng rushed into the ring and said coldly: "A group of waste, if you can't beat my apprentice, hire a murderer." ”

"Who are you?" The referee asked angrily.

With a slap and a kick to Finnite, Jiang Feng said: "Star Kingdom boxer, I can fight 10,000!" ”

The people who were watching the live broadcast were dumbfounded.

Nit, who had just become the world boxing champion, was kicked more than ten meters away.

A man in a suit and leather shoes shouted loudly: "Knock him out." ”

"Let me show you the real Yanhuang martial arts." As soon as Jiang Feng's voice fell, he hurriedly stepped up to meet him, and one by one the strong and strong security guards were knocked to the ground by him one after another.

Within a moment, there were more than 300 people lying in the gymnasium.

Facing the oncoming bullets, Jiang Feng grabbed and threw them away with both hands, and the bullets flew upside down.

Defeat all enemies, and fight until there are no more enemies.

"It's time for me to go back, too."

In a flash, Jiang Feng disappeared without a trace, and all the things in the virtual and real world returned to their origins.