Jiang Yang said, stepped forward and punched.

Well?

Li Guoding was originally ready to take a punch, but as a result-

It's okay.

The other party's punch fluttered lightly.

Jiang Yang didn't use much force, so he made a show and punched Li Guoding several times in a row.

What do you mean?

Li Guoding was a little confused.

"Oh, what's wrong with me, I haven't eaten?" Jiang Yang pretended to be surprised, and glanced back at the apprentices, "I said that I should eat something and come over, I don't have the strength."

As he spoke, Jiang Yang turned around and walked a few steps in front of a boxing sandbag.

looked at his fist first, "Impossible, I can kill a cow with one punch, why is Mr. Li nothing, he really didn't eat, I don't believe it."

After speaking, with a puzzled expression, Jiang Yang punched the sandbag.

Approaching the sandbag, a boy looked at Jiang Yang inexplicably.

Didn't understand what was being said.

I don't understand, why did you put up sandbags?

Just when I was wondering, all of a sudden—

"Bang!"

There was a violent explosion, and the sandbags exploded in the middle.

"Oh yes!"

"Damn!!"

"Ah~~"

The few young students who got close were all startled.

Then, one by one, they were dumbfounded.

"My mother!" Some young students opened their mouths wide in shock.

Obedient~~~

I'm a mother!

A punch of sandbags exploded, what a lot of power!

What is this concept?

A sandbag weighs several hundred pounds and is used by all students to practice boxing.

If you have a lot of strength, even if you change the coach, you can shake the sandbag at most.

It never occurred to me that a punch could blow a punching bag up.

Exclamations arose one after another.

This punch can be described as a shocking skill.

Not to mention the people of the Black Panther Club, the people of the King of Kings Club here are also suppressed.

"This punch, oh my God!" Gao Meng had a shocked expression.

Wang Qiang, Li Lei, Xia Weiwei...... They were all shocked.

Only Bai Xiaoni knew the power of her master's punch.

Just now, the punch that the master hit seemed to be a light and fluttering use of the inch fist power technique, and the explosive power can be imagined.

"It's weird."

Jiang Yang's voice spoke, "It's okay to hit a sandbag, why are you okay to hit Mr. Li, what kind of magic skills have you cultivated, I want to punch you again, how many punches did I punch you just now?"

"Master, you've punched nine times." Bai Xiaoni reminded her that she could help the master count it.

"That's one punch away, Mr. Li, come on, come on, one more punch, one more punch."

Jiang Yang clenched his fists and walked towards Li Guoding.

Li Guoding was frightened, and hurriedly retreated, waving his hand, "I admit defeat, admit defeat!"

"Oh, Mr. Li still has a punch!"

"Surrender, I surrender, Master Jiang, I surrender!" Li Guoding said hurriedly.

Just kidding, the explosion of sandbags is simply scary.

Li Guoding is not stupid, he knows that his subordinates were merciful just now, otherwise, he would become a sandbag with one punch.

"Master Jiang, you are a master, I am definitely not your opponent, I surrender!" Li Guoding clenched his hands into fists and bowed slightly.

Lowered his posture.

Mr. Li is also able to bend and stretch.

….

In other words, Master Jiang's punch had already shocked him, and all the disobedience disappeared.

Even, the number one master in Hunan Province, Li Guoding also believed it.

The sandbags have been blown up, and this strength is naturally the number one master in Hunan Province.

Li Guoding is also well-informed and knows a lot of martial arts circles in Hunan Province

Friends, I haven't seen anyone who can blow a punching bag with one punch.

"I'm very satisfied with this attitude, and my mouth is a little dry."

"Master Jiang, you drink tea, please come to my office and have a cup of tea, please please!"

While speaking, Li Guoding respectfully invited Master Jiang to the reception room.

More than a dozen people entered the reception room.

There aren't so many seats, and there are no needs, and there are only two or three people who are qualified to sit down.

Jiang Yang sat down.

Li Guoding made tea himself, and couldn't help but ask, "Is Master Jiang practicing the Golden Bell Jar?"

Jiang Yang nodded.

Bai Xiaoni behind her spoke, "My master's golden bell jar has been cultivated to the realm of invincibility and invulnerability."

Invulnerable?

Wang Qiang made eye contact with Gao Meng and smiled, Xiao Ni even learned her master's ability to fool.

"Master Jiang's cultivation has reached this realm?" Li Guoding said so casually. qqxsne

"Don't you believe it?" Bai Xiaoni's gaze moved to Master, "Master, if you show your hand, they still don't believe it."

"Show your hand?"

Jiang Yang's eyes fell on the coffee table, and there was a fruit knife for cutting watermelon on top of a plate.

"Give me the fruit knife."

Bai Xiaoni immediately took the fruit knife and handed it to the master.

All eyes were on the fruit knife.

Curious if Master Jiang wants to show his hand, does he want to perform invulnerability?

That shouldn't be possible, right?

Invulnerability is only in the movies.

Jiang Yang held a watermelon knife in one hand.

The other hand, with the palm of the hand, stretched out, pressed against the coffee table.

The next second.

Before everyone was ready, the watermelon knife in Jiang Yang's hand slammed into the back of his hand.

"Ahh

"Wow!"

Several people let out exclamations.

Subsequently, the watermelon knife broke into two.

The hand is fine, the knife is broken.

I'm a drip mother!

Once again, everyone was blown away.

"Invulnerable, my mom, it's really invulnerable!" Gao Meng was dumbfounded.

Xia Weiwei curiously picked up the tip of the broken knife.

Fruit knives are the real deal.

Of course the knife is real, Li Guoding couldn't be clearer.

Looking at the broken knife, and then at the back of Master Jiang's hand, except for an extra white mark, it was unharmed.

At this moment, Li Guoding had a hairy feeling in his heart.

Rise...... Wrong, Li Guoding didn't sit down after he came in.

With both hands clasped into fists and bowed deeply, Li Guoding said in a sincere tone, "Master Jiang, I have eyes and don't know Mount Tai, and I have neglected the master, please forgive the master!"

As he spoke, he made tea himself, poured a cup of tea and held it with both hands.

"Master Jiang, this cup of tea is my pleading!"

"Hmm."

Jiang Yang was satisfied with this attitude of admitting his mistake, took the teacup, and took a sip.

I finished my tea in another sip.

Rise.

"The tea is also drunk, Mr. Li, the little misunderstanding between the King of Kings Club and the Black Panther Club will be left in my face."

"Of course, what else do you say if you come forward with Master Jiang." Li Guoding said with a smile.

"As agreed, I'll take the signboard."

As he spoke, Jiang Yang walked out.

In the end, it was Li Guoding who took down the signboard himself.

It's just a signboard, and then it's just a matter of making it...... Li Guoding comforted himself so in his heart.

As for face...... Li Guoding glanced at the sandbags that were blown up, which was not a scruple to save face.

Li Guoding also personally sent Master Jiang and his entourage away.

As he walked out, Jiang Yang paused and asked a student, "Excuse me, there is a person in your club named Feng Jie

Yes?"

"Feng Jie, there is." The student nodded hurriedly.

"Didn't see him?" Jiang Yang looked around and didn't see it.

Feng Jie is a martial artist invited by the black fan group.

Boiled wine on the stone