Of course, this is the path that belongs to the spiritual world.

As for the subtlety of spiritual power, it has always been stuck at a juncture, which is also the main reason why Wang Changsheng came out of the mountain.

The next day, Wang Changsheng and Ji Fangwen were having dinner and discussing, and they would drive to the first place to kick the gym in a while.

"Our underground ring will be closed for the time being, and when they are all beaten, we will open again!"

Ji Fangwen said to Wang Changsheng while eating.

"Well, you're in charge!"

Wang Changsheng nodded and began to eat frantically.

Because he had to continue to wash the marrow and forge his bones, Wang Changsheng's diet consumption was very large.

There were piles of meat in front of him.

Wang Changsheng grabbed a roast suckling pig, opened his mouth and ate it with "click, click", and ate the roast suckling pig in a few big bites, even with the belt and bones.

Then he grabbed a steak weighing more than ten pounds again, bit off the bone, and swallowed it.

Eating frantically, Wang Changsheng's stomach didn't bulge at all.

This kind of digestion ability makes the waiters who deliver food back and forth secretly frightened.

And when Wang Changsheng had just finished eating meat and was picking up a bucket of ginseng soup, Wan Changmin hurriedly ran in.

"Oh no! The people of Changbang are here again!"

"Oh?"

Ji Fangwen immediately frowned, he came so fast today, he used to come to the gym every once in a while, and then injured all his boxers and went to the hospital, but he didn't expect to come again today.

"Goo Knock Knock Knock Knock ......"

Wang Changsheng picked up the bucket, raised his head and drank the ginseng soup in a big gulp, his throat bulging with huge bulges.

After quickly drinking a bucket of ginseng soup, Wang Changsheng burped loudly, and then said to Ji Fangwen: "I'll go and have a look!

"Okay!

Ji Fangwen nodded, and then several people rushed to the entrance of the ring opened by Ji Fangwen.

"Haha! you can't do it, don't come here to open the ring, there is no one who can fight, make a fart!"

When I arrived at the place, before I entered the door, a Chinese character came out of it.

I saw that the iron gate was directly demolished, and there were deep palm prints on it.

Wang Changsheng glanced at it, and then walked in immediately.

In the hall, a burly giant man with a height of two meters and a bald head was arrogantly facing several people lying on the ground who looked like Ji Fangwen's boxer left behind, and there was a burst of ridicule.

Seeing this person's back, as well as the characteristic fair skin, his eyes narrowed, and his breath leaked a little.

"Bald! Shaolin Henglian, foreigner!"

"Huh?"

Wang Changsheng's breath was discharged, and the man suddenly sensed it, turned his head and put on the defensive, vigilantly looking at Wang Changsheng who walked behind him unconsciously.

"Shaolin's boxing technique! You are a disciple of the Shaolin faction?"

Wang Changsheng glanced at it, and then asked at the white man.

"Who are you, and you're from here?"

The man did not open his mouth to answer Wang Changsheng's question, but asked Wang Changsheng rhetorically.

I don't know why, the seemingly harmless boy in front of him actually gave himself a feeling of hair in his heart, and he was able to suddenly feel it without feeling it

To be able to appear behind him, the kung fu is definitely not low.

"My name is Wang Changsheng!

Wang Changsheng smiled slightly, and said, "Then what about you, be polite, you say yes!"

"Evely Hoover!"

Evely Hoover said to Wang Changsheng, I don't know why, the guy in front of him died of laughter, which made him even more furious, and he looked around carefully, but he didn't find that the person in front of him had any traces of kung fu.

Then there are only two possibilities!

First, this guy didn't pay attention to himself and happened to walk behind him.

Second, that is, this person is a master, a very terrifying master!

"Are you from the Shaolin faction?"

"No, I learned Shaolin boxing from a Chinese!"

When Ji Fangwen walked in, he found that Wang Changsheng was like a teacher, with his hands behind his back, asking and answering questions with a white strong man.

It's weird.

As soon as Evely Hoover saw Ji Fangwen, he immediately sobered up, and then thought of the purpose of his coming today and the forces behind him, and suddenly had confidence.

Then he said to Ji Fangwen: "I gave you a chance before, hand over the shares, and you can open the ring, but if you toast and don't eat and drink, don't blame us for being polite!"

What a pig teammate!

When Ji Fangwen heard this, he scolded his stupid brother again!

"We're closed now, what do you want?"

Ji Fangwen said with a frown.

"Excuse me, the headquarters said, let you get out!"

Evely Hoover directly moved out of the forces behind him and said proudly.

"Hehe, Brother Ji, there's no need to waste time with this kind of person, let me come!"

Wang Changsheng said with a smile.

Then he said to Yvely Hoover: "Since you're here, don't talk nonsense, let's talk about a fight, if we win, we'll close the door and leave, if you lose, get out..."

"Good boy, how dare you speak to me like that!"

Evely Hoover was full of confidence at this time, and after listening to Wang Changsheng's words, he didn't say a word and made a move with his five fingers crossed, like a fan, and fanned his cheeks.

His hairy body hair stood on end, like a giant porcupine.

Wang Changsheng only felt that inside his nose, he smelled a foul smell.

The Oriental body is weak, so to practice martial arts, you must first practice the frame and exercise your qi and blood. In order to achieve the purpose of "pulling out muscles and long bones". Westerners, on the other hand, have large shelves and have an innate advantage in physique. The foundation of "pulling muscles and long bones" is omitted, so the average Westerner who has practiced boxing for a period of time can defeat ordinary people who have practiced martial arts for a long time.

There is no other place, it is because the Western race is naturally large, strong, and has obvious innate advantages.

Evely Hoover is considered to have a good physique among Westerners, and he even practices Shaolin boxing to grow his muscles and bones", and by now, it has been very terrifying, it is simply a humanoid machine.

is also a face, although in Wang Changsheng's eyes, this move does not have the pure and ingenious and varied artistic conception of the white man, but it is powerful and fierce, completely covering up any shortcomings.

It's completely a force to drop ten!

"Good time!"

Wang Changsheng is not stiff, the two webbed muscles on the foot board are strong, bulging violently, bulging, and at the same time, the two muscles on his back are rolled inward, fanned, fluttering, and changed the position of his body, moved to the left a distance of one and a half feet, dodged a punch, grabbed the ground with one foot, stretched forward with one leg, and hit the front bone of Yvely Hoover's calf.

Wang Changsheng's dodge was like a chicken and a crane, like a humanoid bird. And the foot suddenly pointed out, and the front arrived, which was also bird-shaped, and the "magpie kicking branch" potential in the Bagua boxing and leg method.

Because Wang Changsheng deliberately wanted to see the white man's outstretched hand, he did not show his strength, but used his dark strength to fight with Yveli Hoover.

Evely Hoover immediately raised his legs and turned back, clasped the five fingers of his hands, and his joints shook through the air, becoming an authentic Shaolin tiger fist claw type.

He stretched out his arms, hugged his head and kicked his legs and swung his waist, and one of his vertebrae undulated like a mountain.

Crash thrash!

"Smack" and shook it out.

Broke through the barrier and fell to Wang Changsheng's throat joint.

This time, the tiger hugged his head and smashed his body, and when Yveli Hoover hit it, with his body more than two meters tall and his long hair and thick hands, it was really like a fierce general like Lu Bu riding a red rabbit horse, holding a Fang Tian painting halberd and striking hard.

The long arm thrashed the momentum and shook it straight, and all of Wang Changsheng's retreats were enveloped at once, and there was no other way than to fight hard.

When Wang Changsheng retracted his legs, he had already bent his knees and sat down, and the posture of "holding Dan and sitting on his hips" appeared in the boxing frame. The arm was fished up from the bottom of the sea, and he rushed up with a punch, and it was really hard to hit.

With the punch of the submarine cannon, Wang Changsheng showed his strength, just like Li Yuanba dancing with a sledgehammer.

This hard fight, I don't know if Lu Bu is fierce or Li Yuan is dominant.

"Boom!"

The two fists collided with each other, and there was a huge musculoskeletal fight, and the entire hall was filled with a roar.

In Evely Hoover's fist was very large, like a large sea bowl, in comparison, Wang Changsheng's fist was a little smaller.

However, Wang Changsheng's fist muscles were bulging, and the black and blue tendons made up for it evenly, instantly showing an explosive power that exceeded the limit.

This moment shows the real kung fu, the comparison of the fists of the two, although Evely Hoover is large and has a strong coverage, but Wang seems to be more lean, and his muscles and bones are more condensed.

With a hard punch, Wang Changsheng's posture of "holding Dan and sitting on his hips" remained unchanged, but the floor under his feet creaked overwhelmingly.

Then "Snort!"

The floor under Wang Changsheng's feet began to crack and shatter rapidly!

"It's not a small strength!"

Wang Changsheng kept his posture still, raised his head at Evely Hoover and said with a smile: "However, my strength is not bad!"

After saying that, Wang Changsheng kicked hard, and the terrazzo on the ground was also trampled into fine sand, and his feet were sunk in, and then, the soil under his feet was also twisted and trampled hard, and rolled outward.

It can be seen how fierce the spiral leg strength is this time.

This time the fists were fighting, Wang Changsheng not only stepped on the soles of his hands and feet, twisting a few twists like twists.

With the most subtle "spiral shock" in the Bagua boxing method, the backhand clasped Evely Hoover's wrist.

This kind of footwork is extremely difficult to practice, and the muscles and flesh of the whole leg must be trained to be soft as cotton, hard as iron, and strong as a steel cable rope suddenly hard unscrewed down and stomped hard.

With the strong fist power of the upper body, when fighting hard with the enemy, you can resolve the punch momentum of the hard fight to the center of the foot and transfer it to the ground, and at the same time increase the explosive power of your fist.

Baguazhang slammed into each other.

Usually attack the side door and step on the side line. But if it is fierce when necessary, it is an earth-shattering and killing hand.

Wang Changsheng's strength exerted force directly from his legs to his waist, forming a trend of "hugging Dan and grinding", which is almost the perfect restrained strength of the world's boxing skills, and then he was ready to twist off Yveli Hoover's arm.

Just when Wang Changsheng grabbed Yveli Hoover's wrist, this strong man was like a fried cat, and when he found that Wang Changsheng was struggling under his feet, he began to use his dark strength to break free from Wang Changsheng's palm.

But very helplessly, Wang Changsheng's steel-like palm grabbed the vein of Evely Hoover's wrist, making him unable to break free.

And at this time, Wang Changsheng's twisting strength from the bottom to the top was transmitted.

Evely Hoover's hair exploded, and his eyes were full of horror!

It's too late!

The Great Terror is coming!

(It's the end of the month, ask for tickets, and if you don't give them, they'll expire!)