Chapter 7

Thinking about it, Su Jing sneered, lazy to talk to Li Changsheng again, pushed open the door of the office and went out.

Just now, she just thought that Li Changsheng was not old enough. If his colleague shot, he would not be beaten black and blue. But on second thought, this guy didn't know how to hurt people's children if he didn't give him some color to see!

So instead of persuading Li Changsheng, she vaguely expected Li Changsheng to be repaired.

Li Changsheng followed Su Jing into the elevator and came to the first floor of the building.

After getting out of the elevator, Su Jing pointed to the end of the corridor and said, "the innermost door is the training room. I'll go to the side and get a glass of water first. Go there yourself."

Li Changsheng nodded and walked to the end. Sure enough, he saw the words "training room" written on a door.

When I opened the door, I saw a middle-aged man in sportswear hitting the sandbag.

Hearing the sound, he turned around and saw that it was a young man. His face was obviously a little surprised.

"Is that you applied to be the coach of the fighting team?"

No wonder the other party would ask. Li Changsheng really looks very young and doesn't look like a person who has studied martial arts at all.

"Originally, the school wanted me to train the fighting team, but because I'm really busy recently, I thought of recruiting a coach from outside. I just didn't expect the school to be so brain crippled and send you such a hairy boy? No wonder Su Jing asked me to assess you."

Wang Jian shook his head and said directly, "you can't do it. Don't fight. Go back quickly. You can't do the job."

Then he stopped talking to Li Changsheng and went to play sandbags.

"No, how do you know I can't? In my opinion, you can't."

Li Changsheng opened his mouth lightly.

"If you don't pass the examination, I'll pass it. I'll take office in a minute."

"What?"

Wang Jian stopped and frowned.

"Boy, do you really want me to examine you? Don't regret it."

"I'm afraid you regret it."

Li Changsheng shook his head.

"Hehe, it's interesting. Let's start."

Wang Jian made a sudden lunge, with a strong wind in his fist, fast and fierce, and hit Li Changsheng directly on his chest.

Originally, Wang Jian intended to hit Li Changsheng in the face, but considering Li Changsheng's weak body, he was afraid to break his nose, so he changed the position to the chest.

In the face of Wang Jian's sudden attack, Li Changsheng was not flustered, but gently turned to avoid the other party's attack. At the same time, a hand knife cleaved on Wang Jian's arm.

"Click."

Wang Jian felt as if he had been hit by a big axe. He stepped back, covered his arm and took a breath.

"Good boy, it seems that I despised you just now."

Then, a flying step rushed up to Li Changsheng again. This time, it was merciless and powerful several times more than just now.

This time, Li Changsheng no longer avoided and directly bullied himself to meet him.

"Bang!"

Fists meet.

Wang Jian felt as if he had hit the steel plate. He stepped back directly, shook his hand, and twitched his cheeks twice. It was obvious that he had some pain.

This time, without waiting for Wang Jian to recover, Li Changsheng took the initiative to attack. He stepped with a bow, his body like a bow and his fist like an arrow.

"Boom!"

The punch sounded a sonic boom in the air.

In his previous life, Li Changsheng was a strong man in yuanshenjing. He could blow up tanks with one punch, and missiles could not break his physical defense.

Although this rebirth has not been practiced for a long time, it is almost the same as the strong ones at the master level in terms of reaction speed and physical strength.

This is the difference in the essence of the practice method.

Li Changsheng's skill is equivalent to a sharp knife, while others are equivalent to holding a wooden stick.

With the same strength, a stick can break at most a few bones when it hits a person, and a knife will kill a person if it goes in.

Li Changsheng's fist brought a strong wind, and Wang Jiancai suddenly turned pale.

The two contacts just now have known that Li Changsheng is not an ordinary person. At the moment, who dares to connect hard, hurried around behind a sandbag, pushed the sandbag, and tried to cushion and block Li Changsheng's blow.

Who knows, in the face of the oncoming sandbag, Li Changsheng's whole body jumped up suddenly and blew out with the help of impulse.

The punch was so fierce that it hit directly on the sandbag.

"Bang!"

The whole room sounded like thunder.

The sandbag with a height of one person was blown open by Li Changsheng's fist, and countless iron sands splashed everywhere.

Wang Jiangang just breathed a sigh of relief, but he didn't expect that Li Changsheng's fist was so powerful that he blew up the sandbags with one punch.

He was hit hard by the oncoming iron sand and retreated a few steps back.

It was not easy to stand firm, but I saw several blood marks made by iron sand on my face, and some places had bled.

"Ba Da!"

Su Jing, who came in with a glass of water, just opened the door and was silly on the spot. The cup in her hand fell to the ground.

"You broke the sandbag?"

Su Jing just witnessed the scene of Li Changsheng exploding the sandbag, not to mention how shocking it was.

"I'm really sorry for destroying the public property of the school."

Li Changsheng said faintly.

Over there, Wang Jian ignored the scars on his face and clapped his hands: "OK, great, I met a real master today."

Wang Jian found some toilet paper from the side and wiped the blood on his face. Li Changsheng's eyes were full of appreciation.

"Have I passed the examination now?"

Li Changsheng smiled at Su Jing.

"Yes, yes."

Su Jing is stupid at the moment, subconsciously replied.

Over there, Wang Jian has come up excitedly.

"My friend, was your last move the smash fist of Xingyi boxing? In those days, the master of Xingyi boxing smashed the world with half a step. It is said that the most powerful thing was to knock down a wall with one punch. Your move to blow up the sandbag just now is not inferior to the master level."

No wonder Wang Jian was so excited. There were many strong masters in the early years of the Republic of China, but in modern times, with the rise of firearms, Kung Fu has long declined, that is, even an internal martial artist is like a giant panda, not to mention a strong master.

"Sort of."

Li Changsheng smiled.

His strength is really similar to that of his master, but with his strong immortal cultivation skills, he can't beat his master.

"If you can defeat me, you will be competent for the teaching of the fighting team. Moreover, with your teaching, the fighting team will certainly achieve excellent results in the national competition."

Wang Jian is very optimistic about Li Changsheng.

"I'm flattered, I'm flattered."

Li Changsheng can't stand his enthusiasm.

"I don't know when I can meet my students?"

Li Changsheng quickly changed the topic. He was afraid that Wang Jian would react and let himself compensate for the sandbag. He was now poor.

"It's ok now. You're such a good coach. Of course, let them see them early, but these guys are like wild horses. They're not easy to tame. You should be prepared."

Wang Jian said.

After all, Li Changsheng is too young. I'm afraid it's difficult for those people to accept a guy younger than them to guide their fighting skills.