Extraordinary: Start with owning the system

Wang Luo walked onto the boxing ring slowly. His speed was very slow, and he looked like an ordinary person. This immediately aroused booing and ridicule from the surrounding students, and some even yelled for him to come down quickly. Don't lose face.

During this process, Chen Hong has been watching with cold eyes, with his arms clasped together. Although his age is about 30 years old, those who can practice dark energy are talented and proud.

He suddenly said: "I don't know how you know about Heyimen, but it's still too late to admit defeat, otherwise don't blame me if I beat you to death in the ring."

"Hehe. So you can beat people to death if you are on Bohe?" Wang Luo smiled slightly, and the whole person's breath changed instantly.

Originally, Chen Hong had already picked up his hand and was about to throw the opponent down, but suddenly he felt an extremely terrifying malice rushing towards his face.

He instinctively stepped back half a step, his skin was covered with goosebumps as if he had received an electric shock, and at the same time his back was slightly arched, like a wild cat in danger.

"Move like a rabbit, walk like lightning, punch hard into the bone, and combine strength! Your kung fu is very good!"

Wang Luo commented, then took off his suit, hung it on the railing of the ring, and slowly rolled up the cuffs of his snow-white shirt.

Looking at Wang Luo's emaciated figure, Chen Hong suddenly remembered what his master once said. Martial Daoists are not the more powerful the more muscular they are. The highest level is to act like a sick tiger and stand like a sleeping eagle.

He felt a little cold in his heart, knowing that he could not take it lightly, and immediately said: "I didn't expect that I would miss it. Heyimen has cultivated such a master like you. No wonder you dare to come to the gym!"

Chen Hong took a deep breath, stomped on the ground with his feet, and rushed to Wang Luo in an instant, raised his hand and punched out, with a tricky angle and powerful force, aiming at Wang Luo's throat.

As soon as the experts make a move, they will know if there is any.

Chen Hong obviously put his dark energy into his arms, and his whole body has been fully trained. His physical fitness is already at the peak among ordinary people, but it is a pity that he met Wang Luo.

Wang Luo has a magical system. Even if he didn't practice martial arts, his physical fitness is twice that of a normal person. His left arm blocked the opponent's fist, and the two immediately made a dull sound after their arms touched.

Chen Hong started learning boxing at the age of six, and it has been a full 26 years now.

However, the first confrontation seemed to be a tie, but Chen Hong knew that he had lost by half.

"Damn it, he has practiced martial arts so well at such a young age, could it be that he has practiced martial arts since his mother's womb?

Heyimen's Xinyi Fist hits Zhonggong directly, and his flexibility is not high. I slowly exhausted his physical strength and crippled him with dark energy! "

Chen Hong cursed secretly in his heart, he swung his slightly aching arm, pulled back, stepped on the gossip, and started to swim around Wang Luo with agility like an ape.

Wang Luo saw through the opponent's mind and smiled coldly. His melee combat technique is at the full level. Although he can only send out a dark force with a punch punch, relying on his physical fitness is enough to crush the opponent.

He twisted his waist, took half a step forward with his left foot, and swept his right leg out, breaking through the air like a steel whip and making a dull whimpering sound.

"You don't have Heyimen Kung Fu, who are you?" Chen Hong was startled and angry, he was kicked directly, he took several steps back, and his body hit the guardrail.

"Kung Fu is two characters, one horizontal and one vertical, the person who wins stands up, and the person who loses lies down.

How can the real martial arts stick to routines, think you are a master, and you can't even understand this, why don't you go home and farm. "Wang Luo said indifferently.

"That's right, routines and so on are really boring. In the end, it's just to see if you can fight?"

"Hush, keep your voice down, Dahongmen is not that simple, are you not afraid of offending people?"

"What's there to be afraid of? Why don't people tell you if you lose?"...

Chen Hong became furious, and the whispers of the students around him ignited his anger like a flame.

He yelled loudly, the muscles in his arms trembled, his muscles and bones made a crisp sound, and he thrust out his right fist very quickly, like a bayonet with a bloody feeling.

The dark energy burst out, and the force caused the air to vibrate violently, as if a firecracker was ignited in the air.

"Okay!" Not only did Wang Luo not retreat, but he moved forward with his body. The energy and blood in the silence instantly boiled up, and his aura climbed to the extreme.

Fist to fist, Anjin to Anjin.

Even Chen Hong, a master who has practiced dark energy for many years, will inevitably feel a little invincible.

His dark energy can be shot from both arms, so he withdraws his fist and turns his palm to pat Wang Luo's arm horizontally, and uses his left hand to pat Wang Luo's waist with dark energy. If he can achieve it, Wang Luo will be seriously injured if he does not die. .

However, Chen Hong underestimated Wang Luo too much. Although the idea was good, the reality gave him a resounding slap in the face.

Xinyi Bengquan burst out secretly, and the terrifying force broke through Chen Hong's skin in a spiral manner, and the fist was thrown away like a long spear.

The fist hit Chen Hong's chest directly, and then penetrated into the internal organs.

Under this force, Chen Hong flew backwards, smashed the guardrail, and landed on the cushion under the ring.

"Brother!" All the disciples in the martial arts hall panicked and rushed over, and those who had a bad temper planned to fight Wang Luo on the ring.

"Stop all of them!" Chen Hong spat out a big mouthful of blood as he said, and then he said out of breath: "There is only one blow, and the most poisonous thing is the heart! It's a half-step punch! Our Dahong Martial Arts Hall If you lose, return the property rights to Heyimen!
Please leave the name of this master, my Dahongmen will definitely repay you in the future. "

"I'm Xia Houwu's younger brother, Wang Luo! As for calling him a master, I don't dare to call him a master. I haven't mastered boxing yet." Wang Luo said flatly.

Chen Hong vomited blood again angrily, and stared at Wang Luo viciously. He thought that the other party was humiliating, but the grievances between Dahongmen and Heyimen had been going on for a long time and could not be resolved at all.

He struggled to stand up, and said to the junior beside him: "Take off the sign, the martial arts hall is not ours from today, let the accountant come over and handle the refund."

"Brother! If you lose, you can take away the property?" A disciple of Dahongmen shouted excitedly, and the others glared at Wang Luo, but this did not change Chen Hong's mind at all.

Chen Hong knew very well in his heart that the martial arts world has its own rules. The martial arts school of Dahongmen was originally taken back from the Heyimen. Now the opponent kicks the gymnasium according to the rules. There was no room for denial, and he immediately said in a low voice: "Don't you feel ashamed enough? Let's go! Dahongmen will find their way back sooner or later."