Chapter 311

So here comes the question, why would such a powerful murderer commit himself to such an inconspicuous small martial arts school?
Live here in seclusion?Or is there another purpose?

Han Zhenyang looked at the strong man in front of him with great interest, "You are the head coach here? Then you should be able to contact your owner Xu Haifeng, right? Let him come over, I have something to do with him."

"What's the matter? It's the same as telling me," the strong man stared at Han Zhenyang coldly, and said with a bad expression.

"You?" Han Zhenyang curled his lips, "Who are you? His father or his son? If not, just hide and make a phone call."

"You're looking for death!" The strong man's face darkened, and he stared at Han Zhenyang with narrowed eyes, "Now, get out, or find yourself a body collector!"

Han Zhenyang looked around, and saw that there were also a dozen young people in the hall staring at this side. Looking at their figures and eyes, their strength was obviously one or two levels higher than those on the second floor, and they should be beginners.

Of course, such people would not scare him. He sneered, "Collecting the corpses? It seems that you have found someone to collect the corpses for yourself, and there are quite a few of them."

These words were like water droplets in a frying pan, instantly causing the boiling frying pan to explode, and a group of beginner disciples gathered around in anger.

But the strong man waved his hand, stopped them, and then stared at Han Zhenyang coldly, "Since this is the case, it seems that there is no way to be kind, so I will fulfill you and give you a name. I, Wang Xuanying, never kill unknown people!"

Han Zhenyang sneered, "What kind of celebrity are you talking about? How do I remember that the useless son of Wang Shichong in Shuanglong of the Tang Dynasty also has such a name?"

"You—" Wang Xuanying's face changed with anger, since he has achieved success in martial arts, who would dare to talk to him like that?It can be seen that Han Zhenyang looks confident, and he is a little confused about Han Zhenyang's origin. He also wants to judge Han Zhenyang's origin through Han Zhenyang's body shape and footwork and other external performances, but no matter how he looks at it, he can't see the way. Just an ordinary otaku.

But the more this is the case, the more cautious he is. The veterans may have various flaws in their personalities, but they will never be really arrogant, because the arrogant people who are arrogant have already quietly seen the king of hell , No one who can survive is simple.

So Wang Xuanying was angry, but she didn't lose her composure, and she didn't underestimate Han Zhenyang because of it. Instead, she pointed to the ring in the center of the hall and made a "please" gesture, which meant that she wanted to fight Han Zhenyang.

Han Zhenyang smiled, "Fighting in the ring? When did the people under Madman Hai become so motherly? Do you want to assign a few more referees for you, and then put on crotch pads and helmets to fight?"

These words are Chi Guoguo's irony.

In a real martial arts competition, who wears crotch pads and helmets?Then you have to be laughed to death?Letting the other party wear crotch protectors and helmets, it is better to call the other party rubbish.

Of course, Han Zhenyang wasn't bored and wanted to argue with the other party, he just wanted to see how much this Wang Xuanying could bear, and how strong he could bear it. This can only explain two problems, one, the other party has a good character and excellent martial arts; Second, the other party has reasons or restrictions not to make a move.

This Wang Xuanying is obviously not a good-tempered person, so it can only be explained that someone or something constrains him and makes him have to forbear. The deeper he forbears, the more important this matter or this person is.

Coupled with the appearance of such a master murderer in a seemingly ordinary martial arts gym, it can explain some problems even more.

So far, Han Zhenyang can basically confirm that Xu Haifeng and Lei Huo must be inseparable, and the Wang Xuanying in front of him is also very likely to be a member of Lei Huo.

Of course, it's just speculation now, and if you want to do it, you have to find evidence.

If you want to find evidence, you must make Wang Xuanying in front of you lose your composure. Only in this way can you give him a chance to fight hard. If you hit hard, Xu Haifeng will naturally come forward. At that time, everything will be logical and will not appear so Abrupt, in the eyes of outsiders, it is just an ordinary kick, and it will not be associated with anything else.

It's just that Wang Xuanying didn't lose her composure after being ridiculed so much by him. Instead, she asked Han Zhenyang coldly: "My friend, what do you want to do?"

Han Zhenyang shrugged his shoulders, "My friend, I can't afford to be your friend," before he said, "As for what I want to do? Is it not clear enough for me? Have you never learned Chinese or how? Kicking Xu Haifeng’s restaurant, you should understand now, right? If you still don’t understand, call Xu Haifeng.”

"Since it's a competition, let's go to the arena!" Wang Xuanying still endured.

"Are you going to the ring? Yes, but don't blame me for not reminding you, if you lose, everyone here will cut off a finger," Han Zhenyang said arrogantly: "Of course, you can go together, anyway, you are good at gang fights, If you feel that simple gang fights are not enough, you can still take weapons, if you have pistols and rifles or something, feel free to take them, whoever loves you is a bastard!"

When he mentioned pistols and rifles, he quietly stared into Wang Xuanying's eyes. Sure enough, Wang Xuanying's pupils shrank quietly at that time, obviously sensitive to these two words.If you don't really care, why are you so sensitive?In what he said, pistol and rifle are just casual words, not the main point. What does it mean that Wang Xuanying is so sensitive?
Wang Xuanying's reaction was getting closer and closer to her guess, and Han Zhenyang kept sneering in his heart: pretend, keep pretending, let's see how long you can pretend, I don't believe you are still indifferent until now.

He brought these beginner disciples with him this time, just to test Wang Xuanying's bottom line.

Even Lei Huo's person, he wouldn't dare to bet on such an apprentice's fingers, would he?
Sure enough, Wang Xuanying couldn't bear it anymore, and roared angrily, "Don't go too far!"

"I'm just going too far, what can you do to me?" Han Zhenyang continued to provoke with a proud expression on his face.

"Go to hell——" Wang Xuanying couldn't bear it anymore, he was not a good-tempered person in the first place, he was so teased and humiliated by Han Zhenyang five times, and he could bear it until now.

However, although he was furious, he didn't lose his tricks when he struck. He rushed forward with a punch, which looked like it was about to explode, but in fact he retained at least [-]% of his strength, because his feet were restrained.Stay strong on your feet, this is the back move, you can advance or retreat, if Han Zhenyang's strength is weak, he can make a second force; if Han Zhenyang is strong, he can retreat quickly.

The typical old Jianghu style of play is not like a fledgling rookie, who wants to kill his opponent instantly when he makes a move.

Han Zhenyang saw the clue, but with a look of shock on his face, he hurriedly backed away, looking a little embarrassed, and his mouth was not idle, "It's just so little ability, Xu Haifeng is really blind to ask you to be the head coach," but fell in the In the eyes of others, it is a typical dead duck with a hard mouth.

Wang Xuanying has been observing Han Zhenyang's footwork and figure, and can see at a glance that Han Zhenyang also has the foundation of Taijiquan, but his strength doesn't seem to be very good, so he laughed grinningly, "Then let you see my true strength." As soon as the words fell, he swung his arms forward and backward and threw them at Han Zhenyang, like two thick and long nine-section whips, with the sound of whining wind.

The swung arm was like a whip, and it was so powerful that it drove Han Zhenyang to the base of the wall in two or three strokes, and even more forced Han Zhenyang's steps to be scattered and unsystematic.

However, this was just a false move. When he saw that Han Zhenyang's footwork was messed up, he suddenly swung his right leg, which had been moving in small steps, and made an extremely cool flying split.

The so-called "flying body chopping hanging legs" refers to the move where the body soars into the air, spins and swings the legs, and chops violently with the soles of the feet to injure the enemy.This kind of fancy move is not common in traditional martial arts, but there are also, but few people use it in actual combat, unless you have the absolute upper hand and are confident that you can kill with one blow. In that case, it is true to use this move. It can boost morale and attract fans.

Wang Xuanying did this because she saw that Han Zhenyang's strength was "poor", and she had the confidence to knock Han Zhenyang down with one leg.

This kind of move can have a sense of presence, not only handsome and cool, but also very lethal. If someone really wants to be split on the shoulder with such a leg, it will be light to break a bone and tendon, maybe half of the body can be given by someone. If it is broken, if it is cut sideways on the neck, it can directly break the neck of a person.

Wang Xuanying has such strength. He not only has solid basic skills, but also has excellent physical fitness. In so many years of heads-up career, he has almost never met an opponent. His chopping leg can chop a standard wooden dummy broken.

Therefore, he was full of confidence and did not think that Han Zhenyang would be stronger than the wooden dummy.

However, when the old Jianghu stumbled, the flying body, chopping and hanging legs were indeed very powerful, very lethal, and looked handsome, but there was a problem, that is, the omen was too obvious. From kicking to hitting the target, it took a long time. A second or so.

One second seems short, but it can determine life and death in actual combat. Even in a ring, let alone a second, even a tenth of a second of pause can make you lose the game.

And there is no way to recover this move. Once it flies up and kicks out, it will either hit the opponent, or...

Either way, Wang Xuanying soon knew, as soon as he swung his legs, he saw Han Zhenyang's sloppy footwork suddenly paused, and then he kicked the ground hard, and then he saw Han Zhenyang bumping towards him with his shoulders on his shoulders.Seeing Han Zhenyang's movements, he knew he had been fooled, but he was in mid-air, his body had already been thrown out, and he had no chance to adjust, so he could only watch Han Zhenyang sneer and bump into him.

The moment he hit it, he flew out like a cloud and fog, with only one thought in midair: What a powerful force!
(End of this chapter)

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