Almighty Principal System

Chapter 397 Battle of Coaches
The wind was blowing tightly, Feng Yangping persisted in the pace of light work and cruising with difficulty, this is not an easy thing, being sealed off the activity space is like being pasted with a reminder.

However, Feng Yangping was still waiting for the opportunity to reverse and counterattack. At this moment, Hao Yun stopped the referee: "We request a timeout!"

"Beep..." The whistle sounded, and the game was suspended. In the final, the coach of each team can stop the game once in a game.

"Come, come, let me tell you how to deal with this big guy. His hard work is only the most basic stage of skin training. He can only resist punches, flying kicks and other attacks. In the next game, you need to mobilize all the inner strength in your body. Qi, then condense the gas into a needle, and use the needle to hurt people." Hao Yun guided.

"But I can't! My internal energy can only run around all over my body, and I can't control it at all!" Feng Yangping said helplessly.

"I'll teach you a set of breathing methods, follow my rhythm, exhale...inhale...inhale, inhale...inhale...inhale...inhale...inhale...close your eyes!" After Hao Yun tapped Feng Yangping Feng Yangping felt a blur in front of his eyes.

"Where is this place?" Feng Yangping stared at the white space around him and choked speechlessly. He felt a little strange. What does this mean?Why would Mao himself appear here?
"This is your spiritual world. Warriors can perform inner vision after they have cultivated to a certain level. I just help you experience this process in advance." After Hao Yun's voice appeared in Feng Yangping's ear, Hao Yun's spiritual body also Appeared by his side.

"The Sea of ​​Consciousness is the neuron center of a warrior, and it is also the place where all the tendons converge. You can capture the thin threads of your inner energy when you go out from here. You need to sort out the scattered inner energy into strips, and then release them. Go out, only in this way can you successfully break through his defense." Hao Yun explained slowly, this is the spiritual world, even if you stay here for a year, only a moment has passed outside.

With Hao Yun's departure, Feng Yangping became different. An inexplicable strong wind was blowing up and down his whole body, as if he was carrying a blower with him, giving him a somewhat independent feeling.

The coach of the martial arts association saw that Feng Yangping's state was not right at a glance, and he immediately shouted: "Referee! The opposing team has ghosts! They must have taken something like a blasting pill, otherwise the child would not be able to enter the inside all at once. The state of gas explosion!"

After hearing the accusation from the coach of the martial arts association, the referee asked Hao Yun, "Principal Hao, how do you explain this matter?"

"Breakthrough!" Hao Yun said calmly.

"You guys must have messed up, either you got some injections or you took some medicine! There are many such evil things in the Jianghu, and anyone who is willing to spend money can buy them." The coach of the martial arts association said affirmatively.

Hao Yun said leisurely: "You can eat indiscriminately, but you can't talk indiscriminately... You have to be responsible for saying that. Some people's strength is beyond your imagination. Isn't it just to order someone to break through at will? It's very simple what!"

"You! That is the realm of the most holy martial arts in the legend. Do you think you are a martial saint? There is no martial saint on earth!" the coach of the martial arts association roared.

"So? If you don't agree with us, let's fight? If you lose, bring your team assholes. If you win, our school will withdraw from the competition and promise never to participate in this competition, okay?" Hao Yun pinched his fingers with a grim expression. asked.

The coaches of the martial arts association are not just for nothing, they are all full-blooded old men, who can persuade them?He flung off his little black vest, revealing an explosive tendon.

Being able to become the coach of the golden generation of Wushu Association, this man is not just waiting for nothing. Wuxi Association also has its own ancient warriors. It is not bad compared to other sects, otherwise the legitimacy of the martial arts association will definitely be questioned.

"Ahem... Two team leaders, don't disregard the rules of the game and start a private fight, otherwise the results of the two games will be cancelled." The referee stopped.

The coach of the martial arts association is not a person who is used to children. He pushed the coach aside, and then jumped onto the ring shirtless: "If you don't come up today, you will be a grandson!"

With a light touch of Hao Yun's foot, he flew over the stage as if he did not accept the gravity of the earth.The audience in the audience and the audience in front of the TV were all overjoyed - the child didn't decide the winner, and the coach jumped out!
"Chief director? Do you need to stop the live broadcast?" The director of the sports channel looked at the video from the scene and was speechless. Can this thing really be broadcast?The Martial Arts Association wept bitterly.

The chief director slowly poured himself a glass of water: "Why did you stop the broadcast? Such a game is very interesting. I can guarantee that the ratings will rise in a straight line from here on."

The director nodded thoughtfully: "Are ratings the king?"

"You finally realized... Pursuing ratings within the requirements is the right way. This time is a good opportunity. I want to see who is stronger between the two coaches?" The chief director said with a smile.

Hao Yun and the coach of the martial arts association confronted each other for a long time, one was calm and the other was frowning.Of course Hao Yun is the one who is calm and calm. This guy has seen tens of thousands of strong winds and waves. What is this little coach?In the martial arts association, he is considered a figure, but in the real martial arts world, he doesn't even have the qualifications to be cannon fodder for a small soldier!
"Ah!" The coach of the martial arts association was like a gust of wind, as fast as thunder, and rushed towards Hao Yun with stray steps. His aura was aroused to the limit by him, like a mad lion trying to tear Hao Yun apart. broken.

Hao Yun also lightly raised his left hand, and waved it lightly like hitting a fly. The coach seemed to hit a thick wall, and then flew out in embarrassment.

The fighting arena is surrounded by rubber bands, so the coach who flew upside down slapped his face on the rubber bands, and under the action of the elasticity, he flew towards Hao Yun again.

Hao Yun was more than two meters high with a light jump, and he patched the guy up again, sending him out of the field.

The audience are all knowledgeable people, this coach is definitely not locked, but he was beaten like a grandson, what does this mean?Hao Yun's strength is absolutely unfathomable!
A farce soon came to an end, and the coach of the martial arts association was also carried away in disgrace by the martial artist.This face has been thrown to the whole country, and the martial arts association's face has been ruined!

Out of the professional norms of Jianghu people who promise to practice, the golden generation surrendered cleanly.My coach was beaten like a dog by the team leader, what face do I have to hide here?Everyone needs face, even half-grown children!

(End of this chapter)