Kurosaki's eyes drooped slightly, and he said indifferently: "Boxing club, Badar...... Just in time, but not good enough!"

Badar deliberately provoked the other party: "If you are not ready, I can wait, half an hour is enough for you to warm up, right?"

"Warm-up ......?" Kurosaki laughed dumbly: "No, no, no...... the word 'warm-up' has been completely removed from my dictionary since the day I was qualified to add the two ancient seals of 'rigidity and softness' to the empty-handed symbol!"

"I mean, if you guys boxing, martial arts, sanda, wrestling, gladiatorial fighting...... All the presidents are sent to the door by themselves, so I don't have to go to find them one by one, that's the best!"

Badal was suddenly angry when he heard this, even if he repeatedly reminded himself to be calm, this may be the other party's psychological tactics, but the fire in his chest couldn't be suppressed.

The opponent may be able to defeat him, but he will never be able to withstand the wheel battle of all the fighting presidents and win the battle.

Moreover, what the other party said did not care about the pre-war warm-up at all was more like a pun, in addition to arrogance, it also implied that he saw through the small action of quietly shaking his muscles to warm up on the way here, and strongly contempted it.

This made Badar feel that he and the previous boxing president who taught him this little trick had been seriously insulted, and no athlete did not need a certain warm-up before strenuous exercise, and Kurosaki would definitely pay the price for his arrogance!

"You win against me first, and then challenge the other presidents!" Badal sneered and walked to the octagonal ring first, and the members of the boxing club behind him immediately cheered for their president.

Kurosaki turned around and walked side by side with Badar, proudly confident: "You'll see...... And when I defeat all the leaders of the fighting clubs, and all the alumni who are interested in learning martial arts, switch to the kakute club, and learn from me the rigid and soft empty hand, in view of the supreme 'glory' of your first challenge, I will grant you the status of the chief disciple, so that you have the opportunity to get in touch with the true meaning of the rigid and soft empty hand!"

Badar was even more furious, and raised his fist to squeeze the joints of his bones, "I hope you can still remember these bold words when you are dizzy under my heavy punch!"

As he spoke, his right hand rested on a rubber post in the corner of the ring, and his legs stepped into the elastic guardrail.

At the same time, Kurosaki just twisted his waist sharply, raised his legs horizontally, and the whole person easily crossed the elastic guardrail, and two more spins drifted sideways on his toes, and he came to the center of the ring one step ahead of Badar.

The series of actions was pleasing to the eye, and undoubtedly won the fierce applause of the Kakute Club, and even the former president of the Kakute Club and some members of the Boxing Club couldn't help but have their eyes flashing and secretly admired.

As he walked across from Kurosaki, Badar was shocked to become more and more convinced that his opponent's fighting style was more focused on pace and kicking, which was the opposite of boxing with a single iron fist.

An empty-handed member who often serves as a referee walks quickly outside the octagonal ring, raising his right hand and holding a metal whistle in his mouth.

Badar quickly adjusted his center of gravity to evenly distribute his weight to the basal ganglia of the two toes, and then jumped up easily, and when he landed on the ground again, he still maintained an even weight distribution to the basal ganglia of the toes, as light and flexible as a cat.

At the same time, the upper body is straight, without disrupting the standing posture, the left arm is in front, the left fist is slightly higher than the shoulder, level with the opponent's chin, protecting the left cheek, the left elbow is bent at a greater right angle, and the left rib is sagging;

On top of that, gently clench your right fist and aim it at your opponent's chin......

"The more basic things are, the more they can reflect the true skills of a martial artist! Just by this impeccable basic boxing posture, you can see that Badar has worked hard and has excellent fighting talent, which is enough to be my chief disciple!"

Kurosaki raised his eyebrows, and gave a very good evaluation in his heart, but he still didn't move on the surface, his hands naturally hung down on the sides of his legs, and he stood so leisurely and casually.

"It's a pity that the foundation is only the foundation after all, and I am still in the 'infant stage', and I haven't even learned to walk, and I, but I have already started the 100-meter run......"

The sharp whistle sounded.

Badar, who had been gathering momentum for a long time, instantly slid in front of Kurosaki, and drew a short arc with his rough left fist, smashing into Kurosaki's cheek.

At the moment when Kurosaki leaned back slightly to dodge this hook, Badar's right fist burst through the air with more ferocious momentum, and went straight to Kurosaki's head.

If this heavy punch is hit, Rao is twice as physically larger than Kurosaki Manicho, and he will have to fall to the ground on the spot and not wake up, as for whether the concussion is light or severe, it depends on what the doctor says.

The elites of the boxing club unanimously cheered for their own president.

Classic!

A textbook classic!

This is the common aspiration of all boxing club elites.

First, the precise and swift forward sliding step, in the process of advancing, the two feet keep a distance and move forward at the same time, as if they have been measured repeatedly with a ruler and a stopwatch, and at the same time, the projection of the center of gravity of the body always falls between the two feet, not giving the opponent the slightest opportunity;

Then there is the left hook that attracts the attention of his opponent, and most fighters use short, straight, and light jabs to achieve this goal, but Badar did the opposite, seeing the opportunity for Kurosaki to underestimate his opponent, and opted for a left hook with a larger range of movement.

That would give him more time and distance to build momentum for his right straight right to build momentum and fight for a one-hit kill.

Before the fist arrived, Kurosaki's short hair had fallen backwards due to the strong wind, and the fist reflected in his pupils quickly expanded, and even the raised green tendons and rising hairs could be seen clearly.

At this moment, Kurosaki Maniac moved!

The muscles and nerves of the whole body instantly reached a state of extreme tension, like a strong bow full of strength, facing the pressing Badal without retreating but advancing.

The two light broken steps like cat's steps not only avoided Badar's heavy punches at the moment, but bullied Badar's arms, tilted his head, turned sideways, twisted his waist, waved his arms, and reached out...... It's like a white crane spreading its wings and ready to fly!

Disheveled!

Badar's jaw was violently pushed up by Kurosaki's palm, and a strange shock wave instantly spread throughout his head from the point of contact, and Badar's thick body was thrown out like a rag doll, spinning in the air and falling heavily to the ground.

In the blink of an eye, the situation reversed, the victory was decided, and the cheers of the members of the boxing club were stuck in their throats, and the members of the empty-handed club were all distracted by the fantastic performance of their new president, and forgot to cheer.

The entire training room fell silent.

Tinkering ......

It was as if the echo of two pieces of iron striking hard in the ear lingered for a long time.

"The opponent who gave me a heavy punch and became a concussion before, is this how it feels?"

These were Badar's last thoughts before he fainted.

"You're cheap!" Kurosaki snorted.

It turned out that just before he hit Badar, he temporarily turned the hand knife that pierced his throat into a palm rest, otherwise with the highly concentrated force of this white crane hand, it was enough to shatter Badar's throat and suffocate Badar to death.

Even so, the powerful force of the superposition of shock and whirling force also made Badar's skull concussion and sprained his muscles and bones all over his body, and he would never be able to stand up without lying down for more than ten days.

Even if it is only a beginner move with a strong and soft empty hand, the White Crane Hand also has the powerful power to easily kill ordinary boxers!

With a faint smile, Kurosaki held his hands on his chest and proudly looked down at the silent boxing clubs, kavalist club members and alumni crowded at the door to watch the excitement.

"Everyone, from the moment I became the owner of the Kakurate Club, my Kakute Club is destined to be reborn, if you want to learn really powerful fighting skills, welcome to join the Kakute Club!"

Hearing this, the morale of the members of the Kavalist Club who lined up was greatly shaken, and they all raised their heads and chests, full of confidence, and said that after more than a dozen members of the boxing club exchanged heads and ears for a while, several of them loudly announced: "I want to quit the boxing club and join the Kavalist Club!"

The others immediately glared angrily: "You dare to betray the boxing club and betray the boss of Badar?"

"We are not slaves of Badar, which society is our freedom, who cares?"

"Dog *** fart 'heavy punch' Badar, let's talk about it when he is discharged from the hospital!"

After a commotion, the men immediately went to ask the members of the Kavalute Society for the registration form, while the others had no choice but to go to the ring and carry Badar to the infirmary.

There are also many students who look at the bustle at the door, and perhaps there will be more students in white samurai uniforms on campus in the next few days.

Kurosaki grabbed a beautiful front flip from the ring with a side rope, and said to the members who were looking at him in awe: "Boxing president Badar is not vulnerable at all, so I don't have the desire to fight a president of a similar level......"

"That's it, in the fighting club, which president is the most powerful, let's go directly to the door to challenge...... I believe that when I defeat him, students who are interested in fighting will naturally list our kakurate club as their first choice!"

This question, the former empty-handed president who had glanced at Badar before, Hayato Ishida, had the most right to speak, so he did not hesitate to say: "Among all the fighting clubs, the martial arts club has always been recognized as the strongest, and the second-ranked fighting club can occasionally compete with the martial arts club, but it is also more defeated and less victorious, followed by the middle echelon like the boxing club......"

"However, two months ago, the martial arts club added a new master, Alger, who is said to be more powerful than their martial arts president Andy, and can fight with Ling Rui, the martial arts president, but he is unwilling to serve as the martial arts president!"

Kurosaki raised his eyebrows, "If you want to fight, you will fight the strongest, then Ling Rui, the president of the martial arts club...... As for Alger, I don't mind teaching him a lesson if he doesn't do it himself. ”

Ishida Hayato hurriedly bowed down and said, "The martial arts club is on the third floor below, Ling Rui happened to have no class today, and he should be instructing the club members to train now...... President Kurosaki, please!"

Seeing this, Kurosaki Madfu glanced at him with a smile, and went out first, and Ishida Hayato casually beckoned some of the members to follow.

Watching the lively crowd outside the door, Raymond suddenly became excited, the short duel that just happened to him already made him feel that the trip was worthwhile, and he didn't expect that there would be more exciting fights.

The actual level of the fighting club is indeed above my imagination.

"Badar's boxing may still stop at the elite level among ordinary people, but this Kurosaki madman is by no means simple!"

Followed by the crowd who also wanted to watch another exciting showdown, Raymond always felt that the surname "Kurosaki", with a strong style of the Fuli Peninsula in the Eastern Continent, was a bit familiar, so he took out his mobile phone and logged in to the browser.