Gensokyo of the Priests

Pressing the gun raised by Main, Su Han stared at the blond boxer, and said to Main, "Leave this guy to me."

"I get it, I got it, then you have to hurry up, Chi Tong and the others should have rushed this way." With a blank look at Su Han, Ma Yin put down the gun in his hand and retreated to the rear.

"Then fight with you until the limit time before Chitong and the others arrive." The two fists clashed together, making a sound like iron and stone hitting, Su Han lowered his body and assumed a boxing posture.

"It's just that the fist is a little harder and a bit brute force." The boxer shook his hand and rushed towards Su Han: "I am the master of Huangquan Temple, even though it was ten years ago!"

Dodging his punching kick sideways, and then bent down to let him turn his kick into a sweeping whip kick, Su Han turned his body back upright and swung an uppercut: "I was still a boxer a few days ago What about people~"

"Huh~" The airflow brought by the high-speed fist blew away the hair on the boxer's forehead, but the fist body was dodged by him by leaning back.

"It's not over yet!" Withdrawing the empty Xiangquan and catching his elbow to his abdomen with his left hand, Su Han's right hand turned into a phantom, whistling and continuous short thrusts forward - false jab slam.

Every punch of the powerful jab will generate a stream of air. However, the boxer seemed to have no bones suddenly. He pushed and pulled his hands, twisted his body left and right, and avoided all of Su Han's jabs. At the same time, After Su Han's last downward jab, he pressed Su Han's downward fist with both hands for an instant, then jumped up with his strength, and pressed his knee hard on Su Han's face, and then He turned around, flicked his legs, hit Su Han's chest, and jumped back.

"Su Han, are you okay?!" Raising the gun in his hand again, Ma Yin asked worriedly.

"It's okay, this attack is like being bitten by an ant to me." Raising his hand to signal Ma Yin not to make a move, Su Han gently patted the two muddy footprints on his chest.

"Do you also want to fight with me like a three-legged cat?" The boxer said to Su Han with some contempt after rearranging his hands again: "It's just a durable sandbag."

"Huh? What exactly is not as good as you?" Said this sentence in a casual tone, but Su Han did take it very seriously in his heart. What advice would an orthodox boxer give him?

Maybe it was because he was used to being a master, and the boxer of Huangquan Temple replied without thinking: "The lower body is unstable when it moves, and the attack is too monotonous. Like you, you can only attack with the right hand, and the attack is very jerky. Your guy is a beginner among beginners!"

After saying these words, the boxer from Huangquan Temple rushed up again and began to attack Su Han's right side.

"Look! After you swing your fist this time, the entire right side is completely empty!" The boxer who bent down to avoid Su Han's swing punched Su Han's abdomen with a right uppercut, and then Hold down Su Han's elbow with his left hand, and use the thrust to push his body down again, avoiding the elbow.

"No matter how strong you are, it's meaningless if you can't hit it!" Taking advantage of the situation, he bent down and swept his legs, sweeping Su Han who was not on his footing, and fell to the side.

"At this time, if you can attack me with your left hand, you can avoid my blow!" Striding on the horse, the boxer stuck his fists together, and slammed into the chest of Su Han, who was out of balance and turned sideways in the air!

Su Han, who was bombarded, swung his body, stepped on the ground with his left foot, and regained the center of gravity of his body. Then, he pressed his hands on the ground and plowed out three half-meter-long marks.

"Guys like you are not as good as those who have practiced basic boxing skills!" As if to show off, the boxer took out a book with gold letters on a yellow background from his pocket, on which was written "Huangquan Temple Basic Boxing Techniques", this The guy relied on this book to train those few passable subordinates.

"Oh~ thank you so much." Seeing the book, Su Han's eyes lit up. What he lacked most was the foundation. He glanced around and found that Chitong, Brand, Leone, Hill, La Burke and Tazmi had come to Main and were looking at him, so Su Han patted the dust on his body and stood up: "It seems that I can only accompany you here, and we can't keep everyone waiting for a long time. .”

"You just take advantage of it verbally, take the move!" The boxer also saw Ye Xie and the others who came here, his legs tensed, and he rushed towards Su Han immediately!

Swinging his right fist violently, the boxer bent down decisively to avoid Su Han's jab, and then turned his body and immediately rushed to Su Han's left side - he wanted to run!

"I told you, I can't play with you anymore."

"what!"

Feeling that his arm was being grasped by something like iron tongs, Boxer looked at it in surprise, but found that it was Su Han's left arm.

"I forgot to tell you, I'm actually left-handed." Pulling back the boxer abruptly, Su Han's right hand was already waiting there!

"Bang!" Unreservedly punching with all his strength, he punched the boxer into a bow shape and blasted into the sky, picked up the book with gold letters on a yellow background that fell on the ground, Su Han patted the dust on it, turned towards him and started to leave. The night raider at the scene waited for someone to go.

About six or seven seconds after Su Han and the others left, a black figure crashed to the ground, splashing a cloud of dust.

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In the early morning, when it was daylight, Tatsumi yawned and came to the training ground, only to find that there were already two people training there.

One was Brand, who was waving an iron rod with square stones tied to both ends, and the other was Su Han, who was waving his fist as if the whole person had slowed down dozens of times.

"Hey, Tazmi, it's so late." Brand casually put down the dumbbell-like training equipment in his hand, and the stone smashed a small depression in the flat dirt of the training ground in an instant, showing out of its weight.

"How is it possible? It's just dawn now?" Tazmi rubbed his eyes and said a little dissatisfied.

"When I came, that guy Su Han had already started practicing."

"Uh..." Touching his head with some shame, Tazmi changed the subject and said, "Brother Brand, is your injury completely healed?"

"Well, I've gotten better a while ago, otherwise, how could I go on a mission with you?" Brand patted his six-pack abs, and said with some pride: "I'm very strong."

However, when he followed Tazmi's gaze to Su Han's eight-pack abs, he said embarrassingly, "Uh, some people can't be compared."

"By the way, what did you call me out for so early in the morning?" Tatsumi touched his stomach, and knew that he must be the one who would suffer in the end from entanglement on this issue, so he immediately changed the subject.

"Take that knife, the boss asked me to teach you how to use the weapon. To me, your way of wielding a long knife is too tender!" Pointing at the two-handed wide knife behind Tazmi, Brand forked Said with a bow.

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