Chapter 948

In the corridor stood a young man, dressed in shorts, bare arm, muscular knot, full of explosive force.

But the most prominent is the identity mark on his forehead, two black horizontal bars, xiamin.

His name is Bai Lin, and he is a good boxer in the field. After less than half a year of fighting, Ma Kun has won the emperor's pardon stone by himself, and he has been promoted to the status of the lower people.

However, unlike most people, he did not choose to quit after upgrading his status. Instead, he continued to fight. Presumably, he was scheming for the identity of shangmin.

See the identity of the next people of Bai Lin, Zhao Quan probably guessed the content of work.

If you can't make the following offence, you can't fight back naturally.

What's good is to practice with others, but what's not good is human flesh sandbags.

"Hurry up, dawdle"

"in the future, remember that you are my exclusive sandbag. Go to the boxing ring on time at 3 p.m. and wait for me. If you do well, I will give you amnesty stone. The performance is not good, ha ha, you wait for me to give you a reward "

on the way to the boxing ring, Bai Lin said a lot, his tone and expression were full of complacent arrogance.

Obviously, it was in front of Zhao Quan, a pariah, that his identity as a subordinate brought him a good feeling of the privileged class.

In the corner of the boxing ring, there are protective gear, leg targets and so on. Zhao Quan wanted to wear them when he came to power, but Bai Lin stopped him.

"You don't need to wear protective gear. You can just avoid my attack. You don't need protective gear at all."

If you can't get away with it, according to Zhao Quan's understanding, you deserve to be beaten.

But he did put down his protective gear, and then walked to the opposite of Bailin, who was warming up on the stage.

"Are you ready"

Bai Lin asked with a smile, but Zhao Quan was about to answer when he saw that there was no sign of a fist rushing towards him.

his feet did not move. He just slightly lowered his head, and the thundering fist passed by.

At the same time, he said to Bailin, "ready."

A blow failed, originally with a sinister smile on the face of Bai Lin immediately confused.

Obviously, he didn't expect that the new sandbags would not make any achievements.

Even before boxing, he had already thought about it. After knocking over the sandbag in front of him with one punch, he would say "as a boxer, don't relax your vigilance to your opponent at any time"

this is the first time he suffered a loss when he was a sparring trainer. He wanted to pass on the sandbag to his subordinates.

But it's a pity that he didn't give it away. On the contrary, because of his old fist strength, he staggered half a step forward with his body. It looked like he was tripped. It was a shame.

"Yes"

Bailin stood still, hit his fists in front of him, and his face was angry.

The sandbag on the opposite side made him lose face, so he made the sandbag look good and couldn't make a bloody face.

don't try to finish the calculation today.

next moment, Bailin sometimes punches like a tiger roaring in the forest, sometimes legs like a dragon going out to sea, and sometimes jumps up like an eagle hitting the sky. Not only his posture is gorgeous, but his power is also extraordinary.

Those who can fight from pariah to xiamin in the underground boxing field are not the gangsters who fight on the street and look for bricks first.

But the problem is that no matter how powerful he is, he can't hit the moving sandbag in front of him.

The more he couldn't reach him, the more angry he was. The more angry he was, the more he wanted to hit someone. He couldn't fight. Instead, he was so angry that he felt that he was going to explode.

It's a pity that whether you are angry or not has nothing to do with whether you can fight or not.

So he was tired in the ring like a stray mad dog, but the mobile sandbag was leisurely and relaxed. I was just about to sing a song. I was watching the mountain scenery in the city tower, and I heard a lot of people. In the far corner of the ring, Gan Ju pays attention to the sparring.

She is not so boring, will pay attention to a poor coward's practice process, nothing more than being hit to vomit blood, which is very normal for the incompetent practice.

She wanted to go out through here, but she didn't want to see Zhao Quan walking his dog.

This made her feel very surprised, overturned the established image of a coward in her mind.

How could it be a coward to sneak a boxer from the pariah field into the xiamin field?

"how"

while Gan Ju was paying attention to Zhao Quan's light steps, a hoarse voice suddenly sounded behind him.

This husky voice is like the citrus fragrance on her body, which is a mark, so she doesn't have to look back to know that the person who came here is Ma Kun, the boss of the underground boxing ring. Sure enough, turning his head, Ma Kun limped onto the "youyou study" road www.uutxt.co ]Before that, Michelle looked up and pointed on the stage.

Gan Ju understood that he was asking Zhao Quan, so she said, "although I can easily avoid all the attacks of Bai Lin, I will never be as comfortable as him."

"He made me feel like I was walking. It was clear that his side head was to avoid Bailin's fist, but it seemed that he was deliberately moving when his neck was uncomfortable. Avoiding the attack was just an unintentional gain.""And I noticed that his steps were very elegant, and his feet were firmly on the ground, but the whole person looked light and floating, as if he only had the weight of a piece of paper. When he hit the fist, he would float away, very strange steps."

"At least I haven't seen it in our ring."

Ma Kun patted Ganju on the shoulder twice and said nothing. He just watched Zhao Quan and Bai Lin in the challenge arena.

At this time, the sweating Bai Lin was completely angry. He stopped chasing Zhao Quan and yelled angrily.

"You don't move, pestle me like a stake"

that's cheating. If you can't beat me, people will pestle me there. Wooden man

although the essence of accompany practice is human flesh sandbag, and the essence of human flesh sandbag is to be beaten, there is no rule in the boxing ring that accompany practice should stand there and be beaten.

When Zhao Quan raised this point, Bai Lin roared, "are you a stupid pig? Take the leg target"

the leg target is a piece of skin wrapped stuffing that protects the forearm and palm. It is mostly used in martial arts schools, taekwondo schools, etc.

Zhao Quan didn't say anything. He turned around to take the leg target and put it up. Then he set up his forearms and stood still.

"Are you left-handed or not"

Zhao Quan was ready to be attacked, but Bai Lin suddenly dropped such a sentence.

He shook his head to say that he was not. The next moment, Bailin's heavy leg suddenly arrived and hit his left arm and leg target with a bang.

The strength is really not small. It's impossible for ordinary people to bear this leg and be kicked off, but it's absolutely inevitable to stagger back.

However, Zhao Quan did stick there like a piece of wood, as if rooting at his feet.

Bai Lin was very angry, and then his fists and legs fell on the leg target like rain.

Zhao Quan now also understood the small calculation in Bai Lin's heart. As long as he was not left-handed, his right arm would be stronger than his left arm.

And Bailin hit his left arm and leg target in a row. He wanted to defeat him through weakness.

"You poor man's careful thinking"

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