The Metamorphosis System Makes Me the Protagonist

"Nimma, the upstairs is full of talents, my stomach hurts from laughing!"

"I can't stop laughing, my mother has already called the emergency call!"

"Hahaha, Anzi, you look more and more like my brother with your black belly."

Liu Junyu patted Chen An on the shoulder, laughing out of nowhere.

"Look at you choking the people on these shows, this black face is about to vomit blood."

"I'm just telling the truth."

Chen An shrugged, with an innocent look on his face, and then he couldn't help laughing.

In fact, he is not that kind of serious person, it's just that the complicated living environment in his last life made him habitually put on a layer of camouflage.

"Okay, let's continue talking, I'm going to fight."

Chen An picked up the gloves on the table next to him and walked towards the sandbag.

And his voice brought Shen Tian back to his senses.

Seeing that the photographer beside him was still a little dazed, he quickly stretched out his hand to give him a hug.

"Don't be dazed, people are far away, hurry up and take pictures!"

"oh oh."

The cameraman hurriedly trotted over with the camera on his shoulders.

Walking in front of the sandbags, Chen An didn't start hitting the sandbags directly, but did a warm-up exercise for a while, moving every joint, and then wrapped the wrists of both hands with bandages leisurely, Finally put on the thick boxing gloves.

Chen An turned his head to look at the cameraman, and pointed to the back with his boxing gloved hand.

"Stay away a little bit. I'm afraid that when you hit the sandbag with too much force, the sandbag will fly up. If you get too close, it will hit you."

"Okay, okay."

The cameraman immediately took a few steps back.

"Really? With his physique, he doesn't seem to be as tall as a sandbag, and he can still fly sandbags?"

"I don't believe it, how much strength can a teenage child have?"

"I think it's possible. Chen An's muscles look very explosive."

"My husband said he could do it!"

"Go away, bitch, Chen An is mine!"

"Sit and wait for the high energy ahead!"

Chen An took a step back, raised his arms, put one hand on his chin, and the other hand was parallel to his nose. The expression on his face instantly became serious and focused.

Then he took a deep breath, punched lightning fast, and hit the sandbag.

"boom!"

With a muffled sound, the sandbag shook slightly.

It was like shivering, but the amplitude was very small.

"Pfft ha ha ha, forgive me for laughing unkindly!"

"This picture is indeed a bit high-powered!"

"Fool, the cowhide is blown!"

"This B outfit is really fresh and refined, I admire it!"

"Chen An: Sandbag, what the hell are you doing, hurry up and fly!"

"Sandbag: Did something pierce me just now?"

"666, which means the word on the upper floor, which is very graphic."

"Nimma, you can be so dirty with a sandbag, take it!"

"Don't scold my husband, my mother will fight with you!"

The live broadcast room was instantly overwhelmed by the barrage of black fans, and some stupid fans who were confused by Chen An's "beauty" rushed out to save the scene, but it was of no use.

Many netizens who have been diving all the time started to spray directly. After all, people's jealousy can't be stopped.

Chapter 6 who are you

Chen An didn't know that this punch continued, and he was hacked into a dog by many netizens in an instant.

Of course, even if he knew, he wouldn't care.

The experience of the two lifetimes adds up to dozens of years old, so what is there to compare with a bunch of stupid things?

At this moment, all his attention was on the sandbag in front of him.

It's as if this is not a real sandbag, but the enemy he is fighting with.

After Chen An punched, he paused for a few seconds, and then he retracted his fist while swinging another fist.

"boom!"

The sandbag trembled again.

Then came the third punch.

"boom!"

The shaking of the sandbag was slightly larger than the previous two punches.

Then the fourth punch, the fifth punch, the sixth punch, and then the kick...

It was as if the engine had been started. As the number of punches increased, the speed of Chen An's punches also changed from slow to fast, and in the end the speed was even exaggerated. Afterimages of the film.

The dull sound of hitting the sandbags also became louder and louder. In the huge gym, no one could hear other sounds, only this one sound.

At the same time, the shaking of the sandbag became larger and larger, from a slight tremor at the beginning to a slight swing, and finally flew up at a right angle of [-] degrees, parallel to the ground.

But every time before the sandbags flew up and fell down, they would be sent flying in another direction by Chen An's punch or kick.

The sandbag with a height of 1.8 meters, in Chen An's hands, is like a roll of toilet paper that is so light that it can't be lighter, and he is playing with it at will. The scene looks extremely shocking.

The audience in the live broadcast room was also shocked for an instant, but in the next moment, the netizens who had already become fans of Chen An jumped out directly.

"I 屮! I 屮! I 屮! Awesome! Awesome! Awesome!"

"I'll just ask for Chen An: Who else?"

"Where are those trolls who slandered me just now? If you have the ability to make trouble, if you have the ability to be rude!"

"Chen An: I didn't target anyone, I just wanted to say that everyone here is scum!"

"Chen An: You five scumbags, I can kill three of you with one punch!"

"My husband is amazing. Not only is he handsome, he's in good shape, he's rich, and he's so strong!"

At this time, seeing Chen An's fans proudly, those trolls came out unwillingly.

"Isn't this sandbag fake?"

"That's right, there must be some plastic boxes and foam inside!"

"Such a large sandbag, if filled with sand, would weigh at least 150 kilograms, which is impossible no matter how you think about it."

"This is equivalent to saying that a teenager can knock people who are taller and stronger than himself with a single punch. Superman?"

At this moment, a comment appeared under the live broadcast room, which instantly attracted the attention of many netizens.

"I am 187cm tall and weigh 75KG. I have three years of boxing amateur training and one year of professional career. For a relatively formal boxer like me, it is impossible to continuously hit a solid sandbag and prevent it from falling. Amateurs, with such a small body, are even more impossible. Therefore, it is basically certain that the sandbags should contain some cotton and cotton thread."

Seeing this comment, the trolls seemed to have a backbone in an instant, and the number of likes under the comment was instantly topped.

But before they could continue to make noise and blackmail Chen An, another comment silently appeared under this comment.

"I am an active provincial boxer. I have fought in no less than a hundred games in my six-year career. I can say responsibly that just by hearing the sound of Chen An hitting the sandbag, I can already tell that Chen An The sandbags Ann played were definitely solid sandbags filled with sand, and there must have been a lot of iron sand mixed in, otherwise the sound would not be so dull. And I can be sure that Chen An has definitely received very professional training, Whether it is the posture skills when hitting the sandbags, the timing of punches and kicks, and the explosive power at that moment, they are no worse than professional fighters. One more thing: the one above claims to have fought The unknown person in the professional competition in [-], who are you?"

Chapter 7 whoosh, flew past

Because the live broadcast room and Weibo are connected, the Weibo account can directly log in to the live broadcast room, and some authenticated things on Weibo can also be displayed on it.

The person who posted this comment has his real name on the screen, and there is a big golden "V" behind the name, and there are a few words of introduction in brackets next to it.

Famous boxer!

In the eyes of netizens, this comment has much more credibility than the previous one.

In less than 1 minute, this big "V" comment exploded the chrysanthemum of the above comment, and the number of likes far exceeded the past.

Countless netizens left comments like "Great God", "666", "True Love, Lifetime Fan, No Explanation" after likes.

As for that black fan's comment, people lined up and brushed "Who are you" on countless floors below, but he himself dived directly, and did not make a clarification statement.

At this time, a barrage with a "V" appeared on the screen of the live broadcast room again. Netizens clicked on it and found that it was sent by the boxer.

"I take back what I just said. It has been more than five minutes since the sandbag flew up to now, and it hasn't fallen once in the middle. This kind of endurance and lasting explosive power, not to mention ordinary professional athletes, even me. People who have been in boxing for more than ten years and are still at their peak can't do it."

"Better than professional athletes, so awesome?"

"The Great God said so, it should be right!"

"I'm sorry! Chen An is only a teenager, is he still human?"

"Hmph, my husband is just that powerful!"

"Go upstairs, Chen An is my dear!"

As if to respond to the praise from netizens, in the gym, Chen An punched the sandbag hard at this moment, then took a step back, let out a low shout, and turned around and kicked sideways in a chic posture.

"boom!"

This time the muffled noise was louder than before, and with the violent noise, the huge sandbag broke off the hook directly, and flew past the cameraman's nose and the screen.

A loud "boom" instantly attracted the attention of everyone in the gym.

All the members of the club stopped their movements, turned their heads together, and looked this way.

But after a while, these people turned their heads back and continued their training on their own without even a single comment.