Extraordinary: Start with owning the system

Li Junxiu came from an ancient family of Taekwondo. Unlike ordinary Taekwondo styles, his Taekwondo has a very strong martial arts effect, so after hearing Wang Luo's dismissive words, he immediately became furious and cursed: "Say it again? Damn it, I'm going to kick your head off!"

After finishing speaking, his right foot suddenly lifted up and kicked out like a steel whip.

This high-leg whip is very fierce, and runs counter to the idea of ​​legs not reaching the knees in traditional oriental martial arts. It incorporates some western martial arts skills, and the legs can burst out with greater strength through the twisting of the waist.

Wang Luo took half a step forward, and punched out a Xingyi Bengquan with his right hand from bottom to top, and hit Li Junxiu's calf first with the spiral force.

However, Li Junxiu's reaction was also very quick, with a trace of disdain in his eyes, his right leg swayed and quickly landed, then his left foot kicked towards Wang Luo's lower abdomen like lightning.

Wang Luo didn't change at all, and he didn't dodge at all. His right fist turned into an eagle's claw, and he turned his wrist to grab Li Junxiu's ankle. Under the dark energy, Li Junxiu seemed to be shocked by electricity.

"Ah!" Li Junxiu felt that his calf was completely numb and lost his intuition, and fell to the ground in embarrassment, which aroused the discussion of the onlookers.

Li Junxiu's face became even redder, and he slapped the ground fiercely to stand up. His strongest right leg hadn't been crippled yet, and he kicked out forcefully with his potential. This time he didn't defend at all, just aiming at hurting both sides. purpose of going.

Wang Luo smiled coldly, and also swept out his right leg. His physical fitness and defensive power were already comparable to that of a foreign horizontal training master, and it was simply not something that ordinary martial arts masters could resist.

With a crisp click, Li Junxiu's calf bone bent in the opposite direction, and Bai Sensen's bone pierced through the practice clothes, showing a very scary look.

"What?" All the taekwondo students and coaches stood up, their faces very ugly.

Wang Luo waved his right hand fingers provocatively, and said: "You are really not qualified, I want to hit ten!"

Chen Pei gritted his teeth and said, "He's going to beat ten of them, you all go to me and beat him to death!"

In fact, someone stood up without Chen Pei's words, and Duan Shui Liu stood there observing from the beginning to the end, frowning, not knowing what he was thinking.

Ten taekwondo and judo coaches surrounded Wang Luo, and then grabbed Wang Luo at the same time.

Wang Luo waved his fists, and the dense fists smashed out like raindrops. This kind of storm-like attack was irresistible, and Wang Luo's arms seemed to disappear in an instant.

These ten warriors, who are considered masters among ordinary people, couldn't even hold ten breaths, and all fell to the ground, screaming from their mouths.

Everyone who saw this scene widened their eyes and opened their mouths, as if they were watching a movie, or even more exaggerated than watching a movie.

Under the horrified eyes of everyone, Wang Luo casually patted the dust on his body, as if playing a game, looked around, and said, "Who else?"

Menacing like a lion king patrolling the territory, no one can look directly at his gaze, even if it is covered by sunglasses, people can feel the extremely sharp and stern gaze.

The reporters came to their senses and started taking pictures frantically at Wang Luo with their cameras.

Chen Pei couldn't help but said to Duan Shuiliu: "It's up to you now, you must win!"

"Nonsense!" Duan Shui Liu pushed Chen Pei away and walked in front of Wang Luo, then looked at Wang Luo, and said, "The only one worth seeing in the ancient oriental boxing is the devil's muscular man back then. What is your relationship with him?"

"Trash, hit or not?" Wang Luo said with a cold smile.

Duan Shui lowered his body and slowly approached Wang Luo, and suddenly slashed at Wang Luo with the saber in his right hand. The speed of this hand saber was very fast, but it was just a test.

Wang Luo also raised his arm, and used his forearm to block the palm of the broken water, without any worry that he would be injured.

Duan Shui Liu thought he could beat Wang Luo to the ground with this blow, but his face changed as soon as his palm touched. He felt as if his palm had hit the steel, and the contact part was like being pricked by a needle.

"An Jin!" Duan Shui Liu pulled back and kicked Wang Luo's knee with his right leg at the same time, intending to increase the distance and rely on his own physical strength to win, because Ming Jin can only win against An Jin if his opponent's physical strength drops significantly. It is possible to do it.

As soon as he moved, Wang Luo reacted in advance, his calf drove his thigh to sweep across, just like he had dealt with Li Junxiu just now.

boom!Amidst the dull crashing sound, Duan Shui Liu took several steps back in a row. He grinned in pain, which meant that his physical fitness was very strong, otherwise he would be the one who broke his leg.

Wang Luo looked at his watch, and didn't want to waste time. After rushing forward, Xingyi Beng fist slammed into Guashuiliu's chest, but this punch made Guashuiliu fly backwards like a broken sack.

Wang Luo wiped his hands, as if he had done a trivial thing, then walked in front of Chen Pei, and said, "The Global Elite Center is dead, go tell your board of directors, I want it here!"

"Why do you say this, don't be too arrogant!" Chen Pei said sharply.

Wang Luo patted Chen Pei on the shoulder, and said in a low voice: "Do you think there will be anyone coming here to teach? Duoshuiliu is already the most powerful coach here. If anyone can come out, I will fully accompany you!"

Chen Pei shook off Wang Luo, gritted his teeth and said, "Of course we have masters here. Mr. Tokugawa, the swordsman dog breeder, will be here tomorrow. If you are capable, come back tomorrow!"

Wang Luo laughed and said, "Interesting, then I'll come back tomorrow! I think you should be able to find out my identity with your abilities!"

After finishing speaking, he walked out of the arena, but Yang Qian'er looked at his back in fear, and didn't follow him in time.

At the same time, several people from the Global Elite Center followed Wang Luo secretly, but the Ferrari on the parking lot had to stop after that.

Ferrari itself is not uncommon in Hong Kong Island, but what is surprising and terrifying is the license plate on Ferrari, which is five and six.

A license plate with this number is definitely not for ordinary people, at least not for ordinary staff like the Global Elite Center.

"How to do?"

"You ask me? Go back, unless you can run a Ferrari!"

These people looked at each other in blank dismay, and finally turned back to the center in desperation to report the situation to Chen Pei.

Chen Pei asked people to leave with a sullen face, and then had to send the reporters away with a smile on his face. After stuffing some red envelopes, he hoped that they would not report the news indiscriminately.