This coach is in his twenties, young and vigorous, and teaching boxing is his job, Jiang Liu said that it is equivalent to smashing his job, and he naturally wants to take action to protect the reputation of the Guoshu Pavilion and even himself.

Jiang Liu was originally here to smash the restaurant, how could he be polite, progress, bent his knees, and shook his shoulders, and this boxer flew out in the clouds.

"Pop" hit the wall, and after a few seconds, it slowly slid down.

Hitting people is like hanging a painting, this is the kung fu of turning strength!

However, Jiang Liu also kept his hand, and he didn't really hurt him, a little person who didn't have any dark energy, how could Jiang Liu care.

The young boxer clutched his chest, his face turned blue and white for a while.

Jiang Liu stood in the center of the martial arts hall, and with one foot slammed off the ground, a clear footprint suddenly appeared on the solid wood floor under his feet. What's even more terrifying is that the whole building shook slightly like an earthquake as it went down. Jiang Liu took five steps in a row, shook and shook, and this ten-story luxury building trembled violently.

Such a scene shocked everyone.

"It's an earthquake!

Suddenly, the students of the martial arts hall fled frantically outside, and after a minute, the surroundings were quiet, and the needles could be heard quietly.

Only Romance stood not far away, so shocked that he almost forgot to breathe. After a long time, I gasped for breath, and a monstrous wave had already stirred up in my heart.

"What kind of kung fu is this? How old is he, he has such strength, if it is a few years later, who will be his opponent! Duan Guochao and Jiang Hai are nothing in front of him! There are people outside the people, there are mountains outside the mountains, we are all a group of frogs at the bottom of the well!"

Three or five minutes later, a few more people hurried over, and saw Jiang Liu sitting cross-legged in the center of the gym, and then looked at the ground as if it had been run over by a road roller, and there was a look of horror in his eyes.

At this time, the romance whispered behind Jiang Liu: "The short-haired one is Dai Jun, one of the Three Tigers of Guangdong, who practices Xinyi Liuhe Boxing...... Macau's largest casino, Lisboa, is his property!"

Jiang Liu raised his eyes and looked at it, this Dai Jun had thick eyebrows, short hair, and was extremely exposed, and seemed to have infinite strength, obviously with some skill.

"The other is Liao Junhua, a princeling in Shandong, who has mastered the electricity, stone gas and other energy systems of the Shandong Peninsula, and I heard that he is the apprentice of Hongmen Zhu Hongzhi. Although it is a princeling, its strength is not weak at all. ”

"Oh, he's Liao Junhua!" Jiang Liu looked over with some curiosity, and said secretly in his heart: "This person is a little righteous, he can fall in love with Wang Chao, and he has become a political ally, and he is much better than Wu Wenhui, who only knows how to use people! ”

Liao Junhua is about thirty-one or twelve years old, wearing a loose white silk coat, sword eyebrows and starry eyes, full of heaven, and well-proportioned facial features, which can be called extremely handsome. There is no frivolous, ruthless, and luxurious atmosphere of those symbolic sons at all.

In the eyes of a person who doesn't know the details. Liao Junhua is like a cultivator who is strict with himself all the time, and he is completely incompatible with the children of the legendary princelings.

"This brother, my name is Dai Jun, this is my junior brother Liao Junhua, my brother is acting like this, I am here to pick a museum!"

Jiang Liu didn't even look at him, his eyes fell behind him, and said, "I'm not here to pick a museum, but to challenge him!"

I saw a big white man almost two meters tall standing behind Dai Jun, with a shaved head and six ring scars on the top of his head, obviously a Shaolin monk. Jiang Liu saw his photo, and naturally recognized it at a glance, this monk was Yong Xiaohu, one of the great warrior monks of Shaolin!

The tiger has a bear on its back, its feet are rooted on the ground, and it is like a tiger descending the mountain between walks and movements, and there is a kind of momentum of the king of beasts in his eyes.

"Your strength has been incorporated...... I heard that there is a young Tai Chi master in the capital recently, who has the strength of the peak of dark energy. It seems that the rumors are not credible...... Jiang Liu!" This white warrior monk actually spoke fluent Chinese, and the words were correct and round.

"What? is he Jiang Liu?" Dai Jun and Liao Junhua looked incredulous, obviously having heard of Jiang Liu.

"Oh! I think I'm quite famous!" Jiang Liu stood up, moved his muscles and bones, shook vigorously, and his body made a dense and rhythmic explosion. Starting from the neck, the spine vibrates, the hip bones, the root of the thighs, the knee joints, the shin joints, the toe joints, the two arms, the finger joints, and the muscles and bones of the whole body, all thunder and agitate.

If you are an ordinary person, you will think that firecrackers have been set off when you hear such a sound.

An invisible strong wind in the martial arts hall swirled with the explosion on Jiang Liu's body, and all the people present were big boxers, who had good knowledge, and they could see the leopard in the tube. Such a majesty, coupled with the power that had just shaken the building, all the people present did not change their color.

Dai Jun is also a big boxer, and his knowledge is naturally extraordinary, so he frowned and said in horror: "The muscles and bones of the whole body are thundering?"

"Jiang Liu, you are so majestic. Challenge me, and be prepared to be beaten to death by me. ”

Yong Xiaohu walked over slowly, like a fierce tiger pacing, his eyes narrowed into a slit, a little as if he was not open, but he shot out a sharp light like a knife, as if he was about to burst out and hurt people at any time, but more like he was thinking about something.

Jiang Liu was also observing the Yong Xiaohu's every move, and secretly said in his heart: "Tiger step! His Shaolin Tiger Shape Fist has been practiced to a very high level, and he already has the artistic conception of a fierce tiger in every move." Sure enough, he is worthy of being the warrior monk elder of Shaolin Temple!"

Neither of them took it lightly, but looked at each other......

Liao Junhua felt a powerful aura oppressing, like the dullness before the storm, and asked in a low voice to Dai Jun beside him: "Senior brother, where did you say that this river came from, isn't it rumored that there is only the peak of dark energy?

"The back waves of the Yangtze River push the front waves! Senior brother, that Wang Chao is only twenty, and his strength is close to that of the older generation of boxers, I heard that the day before yesterday he fought a draw with Cheng Shanming, the heir of the Cheng family's gossip, and I think his strength is not inferior to this river ......"

Liao Junhua nodded and said, "Wang Chao! This person should not be underestimated, his reputation can be made with both hands...... Alas, it's just a pity for Master Zhang Wei...... This river has no real achievements, only rumors, I am not optimistic about him in this battle! Master Yong Xiaohu is a master of Shaolin in the United States, and the situation abroad is not as good as at home, and if he wants to open a martial arts hall abroad, it is inevitable that he will often compete in martial arts and fight, and fight to the death, which is simply commonplace. The actual combat experience is not comparable in China......"

"No matter how you look at this battle, there is some conspiracy in it, although we have some shares in this martial arts hall, but we still don't want to participate in it, Shaolin ......"

"Senior brother, I know the Tao better than you...... Let's watch with peace of mind!"