Chapter 1: Framing

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Bang! Bang! Bang!

The dreary training hall was filled with the constant sound of punching sandbags.

A sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy with a long body, anxiety locked between his two sword eyebrows, and deep starry eyes, revealing a depth and concentration that did not match his peers.

Although his body is not strong, his solid muscles and bones can burst out with great strength.

As soon as he moved violently, the muscles of the whole body rose up, and the momentum was fierce and captivating.

The strength of Bajiquan and the simplicity of Sanda are perfectly integrated, and they can burst out with several times the power.

Bang bang bang......

Several punches in a row, and the sandbags in front of him were directly stirred into the air.

"Drink!"

The boy then turned around and slammed his whip on the sandbag.

Syllable!

A crisp cracking sound sounded.

One side of the sandbag could not withstand the strong force and was directly torn apart, and the fine sand suddenly poured out.

"My leg strength is far stronger than my fist power, especially this move is enough to exert twice the power of the roundhouse kick that combines the splitting force, but it is easy to be caught by the opponent when I make a move, and I must not use it easily until the critical moment!" The boy gasped roughly, the training just now had consumed a lot of his physical strength.

"Jiang Liu, you don't want to leave!"

At this time, a person walked in the distance, looked at the broken sandbag, and sighed again and again: "You will definitely be able to enter the national team in this selection, why are you working so hard!" ”

"Even if you can enter the national team, you have to train hard, the national team is like a cloud, how can I get mixed up if I don't work hard."

Jiang Liu is a vagrant child, and after being adopted by his master, he learned a body of Baji Kung Fu, and was specially recruited into the provincial sanda team because of his good kung fu. This time, there is only one place for the provincial sanda team to select members, and if Jiang Liu doesn't work hard, he may be surpassed at some point.

After training for a while, looking at the empty training hall, Jiang Liu also picked up his clothes and prepared to leave. Training also needs to be relaxed, and the higher the training intensity, the better, Jiang Liu understands this very well.

Walking out of the training hall, the scorching sun shone on his face, making Jiang Liu, who had just lost a lot of water in training, feel tired.

Just then, the phone rang.

"Jiang Liu, please save me, I was taken to the imperial city by Ma Ze and drank a lot of wine...... They wouldn't let me leave......"

Before he could finish speaking, the phone was hung up.

Jiang Liu's complexion suddenly changed drastically. The caller was a girl he met in the provincial team, named Song Rong. As for Ma Ze, he is also a provincial team, although his strength is good, his life style is not good, and he usually harms the girl, but the Ma family is extraordinary, and Ma Ze's father is a national first-class coach, so Ma Ze can always stay in the provincial team.

Jiang Liu didn't have time to think about it, so he ran away. The Imperial City KTV is not far from the provincial team, Jiang Liu has also celebrated there with his teammates before, and in less than five minutes, Jiang Liu has already arrived in the Imperial City.

Jiang Liu dialed Song Rong's phone again, but this time it was quickly connected: "I'm here, what number are you?" ”

"******** stream five or six steps in one step, and a few breaths rushed to the third floor.

"I'm coming......"

Looking at the situation in the room, Jiang Liu's voice stopped abruptly.

There was only one girl in the huge box, and she didn't look like a chicken and a dog jumping as he imagined.

"Why are you alone? What about Maze? ”

"You're here, come and have a drink with me!"

Song Rong smiled, her clothes were open and simple, but there was no trace of violation.

Jiang Liu frowned, a bad premonition flashed in his heart, and he turned around to leave: "Since you have nothing to do, I'll leave first!" ”

At this time, Song Rong behind him had already posted up.

Song Rong is tall, because of the perennial exercise, the long legs under the hot pants are straight and firm, and they are directly entangled, exhaling like a lan: "You just left like this, am I not beautiful?" ”

The strong smell of perfume stimulated Jiang Liu's nasal cavity, making him extremely uncomfortable, and he reached out to push the other party away.

As a result, Song Rong suddenly grabbed his big hand and screamed.

"Not good!"

Jiang Liu didn't know how many crises he had encountered when he was living on the streets before, and at this time, he still couldn't understand that he had been calculated.

But Song Rong's legs were wrapped around his waist and clamped extremely tightly, and he couldn't break free at once.

Song Rong tore his clothes while pressing his hand, and at the same time shouted: "Indecent! Help me! ”

Bang!

The door was kicked open, followed by a steady stream of flashing lights.

The blinding flashing lights made Jiang Liu barely open his eyes.

When everything calmed down, Song Rong had already returned to the sofa, and the whole person was dressed neatly, how could she still have the miserable appearance of asking for help just now? And next to Song Rong, there were several men sitting, led by Ma Ze.

At this time, how could Jiang Liu not know that all this was a game under Ma Ze and Song Rongbu? Otherwise, how could it be that as soon as Song Rong shouted for help, the other party rushed in time. Moreover, after these people rushed in, they did not save people, but took pictures first, which is not at all logical.

"Hand over your phone!"

Although I don't know what the other party's purpose is, the photos just now must not be leaked.

"I've already sent the photos to the coach. If you want to plot against the female team members, you're done! Ma Ze said triumphantly, "When I go to the national team, I will thank you well!" ”

"Brother Pony, don't you feel grateful!" Song Rong snorted.

Jiang Liu finally understood the other party's purpose. In the provincial team, he and Ma Ze are twin stars, but this time there is only one place in the national team, and both want to fight for it, but Jiang Liu is young and has great potential, and he has more hope of entering the national team. If he is expelled, there is no doubt that this spot will fall on the head of Mazar.

"So you hit this idea, do you think the coach will believe it with just a few photos?"

What does it matter if they believe it or not? All I want is an excuse, with my dad here, do you think it will be difficult to fire you? Maze smirked. Since Jiang Liu entered the provincial team, all the scenery has been robbed by Jiang Liu, he has long been unhappy, this time he not only wants to snatch the national team from Jiang Liu, but also use the relationship to sweep Jiang Liu out of the house, so that Jiang Liu has no hope of turning over.

"If you dare to calculate me, you will have to pay the price!"

Jiang Liu's heart was as ruthless as a cheetah, and he pounced on Ma Ze: "If I cripple you, see how you enter the national team!" ”

At this moment, a crisis suddenly arose in Jiang Liu's heart. It's an instinct he's honed over his years of wandering. Immediately, he withdrew his fist and held it to his chest.

Bang!

The lightning-fast kick of the man next to Ma Ze was blocked by the river.

Rao was like this, and Jiang Liu was also kicked three or four meters away and fell to the ground. The powerful impact made his chest feel stuffy for a while, and he could barely breathe. At the same time, the sharp pain in his arm reminded him that his arm was probably broken.

"I forgot to introduce you, this is my father's disciple, Wang Teng, a member of the national team." Ma Ze smirked from the side. He had been preparing for this game for a long time, and he had specially invited his father's disciples, otherwise if he was only one person, he might not be Jiang Liu's opponent.

"This is the number one young master of your provincial team? It's rubbish! Wang Teng's expression was disdainful, and his mocking voice was extremely harsh.

Jiang Liu's eyes were red, and he stared at each other.

He knew that he was not this Wang Teng's opponent, and he could see from the kick just now that the opponent's strength and speed were far above him. But, so what? When he was eight years old, he was robbed of half of his bread by a stray dog, and the river chased the dog down the street. The stray dog was so vicious, but Jiang Liu killed the dog with a broken beer bottle. It was precisely because of this that the master who witnessed the whole process felt that he had a bloody nature and was suitable for martial arts training before taking him in.

A warrior will never give in to a strong enemy at any time.

"Die ......"

Jiang Liu took the initiative to meet it, did not dodge or dodge, let the opponent's attack fall on his chest, and at the moment when the opponent's move was old, he seized the opportunity and slammed the whip leg towards the opponent's head.

"Wounds for injuries, lives for lives!"

Bang!

Burst......

The two flew out upside down at the same time.

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