As he finished speaking, a middle-aged man in a Chinese tunic suit stood up behind him. He looked very thin, but there was a wild beast-like aura emanating from his body.

He stared at Wang Jin coldly, like a tiger staring at its prey.

"Brother Jin, don't be provoked by him..."

Zhou Tong whispered to Wang Jin: "This guy is the personal trainer my father hired for him. It is said that he is an underground black boxing champion, and his strength has reached the fourth level of martial arts. You..."

Before he could finish speaking, he heard a faint voice in his ear.

"Compete? It's okay."

Zhou Tong was dumbfounded for a moment. When he looked up, Wang Jin was looking at Zhou Xiang and the personal trainer beside him with a calm expression, not hearing his words at all.

"Brother Jin, you..."

He also wanted to stop Wang Jin, but Wang Jin patted him on the shoulder, indicating that he didn't need to say anything.

"You promised this yourself!"

Zhou Xiang originally just wanted to get high orally.

I didn't expect that the boy who looked like a woman in front of me was so stupid that he actually agreed.

A cruel look suddenly appeared on his face: "Don't regret it!"

"Master, please help us open a martial arts arena so that this kid can compete with my personal trainer!"

He was afraid that Wang Jin would regret it, so he quickly said to the gym owner: "I want to see how much weight this so-called master has, and whether he can compare with the coach next to me!"

The owner of the museum stood between the two of them, somewhat in a dilemma.

At first glance, the personal trainer is not an easy person. The evil aura on his body is real. He has obviously seen blood.

And although this young man didn't know why he was able to establish a relationship with President Lu of the Martial Alliance, looking at his young age, his strength was at most a first-level warrior, and he was just a young boy who was not deeply involved in the world.

Even a chicken may not be able to be killed.

You can guess the outcome of such a competition with your toes.

However, the gym owner cannot just watch Wang Jin being beaten up by this personal trainer. After all, President Lu can personally call and recommend him to join the Hengqiao Martial Arts Gym, which is enough to prove that this guy has a close relationship with President Lu.

.

If this kid was really beaten up by the personal trainer brought by Zhou Xiang in his own martial arts gym, how would he explain it to Chairman Lu?

"Haha, you two, I think let's forget about the competition. The martial arts hall is quite busy today and there really is no extra martial arts room. Why not..."

The owner of the gym tried to smooth things over, but suddenly he heard Wang Jin say lightly: "There is no need to borrow the martial arts room."

"Boy, what do you mean, do you want to regret it?"

Zhou Xiang subconsciously thought that Wang Jin didn't dare and started to back off.

"Repent?"

Wang Jin glanced at Zhou Xiang lightly and said calmly: "No, I mean, there is no need to go to such trouble. It only takes a few seconds and can be solved here."

How many seconds does it take?

Zhou Xiang's first reaction was, since this kid knew that he would be beaten down in a few seconds, why did he accept this challenge?

Isn’t the brain show funny?

But soon, when he saw the unparalleled calm in Wang Jin's eyes, he seemed to realize something.

This kid doesn't think he will lose.

By a few seconds, he refers to his personal trainer!

He was saying that his personal trainer couldn't even last a few seconds in front of him!

A huge sense of absurdity instantly filled Zhou Xiang's heart, and he couldn't help but sneer: "Are you scared stupid? You don't think you can get rid of my personal trainer in a few seconds.

Bar?"

"Whether you can or you can't, you'll know after a comparison, right?"

Wang Jin responded lightly, then frowned and said impatiently: "Have you finished talking nonsense, are you still competing?"

"Compare, why not compare?"

Zhou Xiang said coldly: "I want to see if you can still be as arrogant as you are now after being beaten to the ground like a dead dog! Uncle Chen, don't hold back, finish this kid within a minute!"

"

"One minute?"

Wang Jin's arrogant words made the personal trainer named Uncle Chen also look gloomy. He said coldly: "If I can't defeat this kid in three seconds, I will resign and leave."

The people around them quickly backed away, leaving a clear space for the two of them.

Zhou Tong's face was extremely worried. He knew that Wang Jin's strength was unusual, but the personal trainer named Uncle Chen was a solid fourth-level martial artist, and he had been the underground black boxing champion for several times!

No matter how talented Wang Jin is, he is only a senior in high school now!

How could he be Uncle Chen's opponent?

Until now, he still couldn't understand why Wang Jin agreed to Zhou Xiang's challenge.

The owner of the gym on the other side also tensed up and was always paying attention to every move on the field. If something went wrong in his preparation, he immediately rushed out to stop it. He must not let Wang Jin have any problems.

Are you kidding me? This is a person who can have a relationship with President Lu, and who can make President Lu like him so much. There is a high probability that he is a relative of President Lu.

If President Lu's relatives have problems in his martial arts gym, then there is no need for him to continue running the Hengqiao martial arts gym.

"Boy, I want to see if you can be arrogant after a while..."

Zhou Xiang sneered and looked at the two people standing opposite each other on the field. He seemed to have seen the ending of Wang Jin being punched and lying on the ground like a dead dog.

How strong can someone be who can hang out with his good-for-nothing brother?

It must be nothing more than trash!

There are still two months left before the college entrance examination. His good-for-nothing brother still can't accept the fact that he is just a good-for-nothing. He fantasizes all day about one day being able to enlighten himself overnight. How can he get advice from an expert to surpass him?

Today, he will completely crush this good-for-nothing brother's dream!

"Looking at how young you are, you probably have the strength of a first-level warrior at most, right?"

Uncle Chen and Wang Jin were more than ten meters apart, standing opposite each other.

He put one hand behind his back, raised his chin slightly, and looked down at Wang Jin with a squinting attitude: "I saw a lot of young people like you in those days. Just because you have some talent, you don't know how high the sky is and how high it is.

God, there is a sky beyond the sky, there are many beings in this world that you cannot afford to offend..."

"Are you here to fight me, or are you here to talk nonsense?"

Uncle Chen was only half-assed when Wang Jin interrupted his spellcasting.

He picked his ears impatiently and said, "If you want to fight, just fight. Why is there all this nonsense!"

"snort!"

His character collapsed, and Uncle Chen's expression became gloomy. He snorted coldly, and stretched out only one hand in support of Dadi: "Don't say that I bully you with my big one, I only use one hand, and let you

Go first, as long as you can survive under my hand for three seconds, you win!"

He has this confidence. He is a dignified fourth-level warrior. Not to mention using only one hand, even if he doesn't use his hands, he can't deal with this boy who is only a first-level warrior at best.

"Only one hand?"

Wang Jin suddenly laughed.

He licked his lips.

"I advise you, it's better to use your full strength!"

While the words were still floating in the air, his body moved, as if it turned into a bolt of lightning, and rushed towards Uncle Chen like lightning. The distance of more than ten meters was reached in an instant!

"What a speed!"

The figure rushed forward like a strong wind. Uncle Chen's eyelids twitched violently. When he was surprised, he also realized something in an instant.

His judgment on that boy was completely wrong!

That young man has more than the strength of a first-level warrior!

Such terrifying speed is definitely not something that a first-level warrior can unleash!

After all, Uncle Chen is also a boxer who has been in the underground boxing ring for many years. His reaction is not slow. At this moment, he has forgotten what he said before. He suddenly pushed out his hands and rushed towards Wang Jin with his sharp palm wind.

Are you kidding me? If you realize something is wrong and still pretend to be cool and use only one hand, isn't this a pure fool?

"Is this all you can do?"

However, as soon as Uncle Chen pushed out his palms, a faint voice sounded in his ears.

Before Uncle Chen had time to think about the meaning of these words, he suddenly felt a huge force, like a mountain torrent and tsunami, hitting his chest hard.

He just felt as if he had been hit by a wild horse running at high speed, and his whole body was about to fall apart in an instant, and all his strength was defeated in an instant.

Before a scream could even erupt from his throat, he felt like he was falling into an iron-like hand again.

That big hand seemed to contain endless power. It grabbed his neck, lifted him up high, and then slammed him to the ground.
To be continued...