The air was shattered by smoke and dust, and an invisible wave spread out between the two of them, boom!!
Wen Zheming's fist came to rest on the muscles of Mu Fan's tightly tensed forearm near the elbow. You could clearly see that the muscles were dented and turned purple. You could also clearly see Mu Fan's unruly figure behind the forearm.
Eyes!
"Hey!" Wen Zheming hummed softly, staring at Mu Fan, and slowly held his right arm with his left hand and took it back.
The Great Progress Cannon Boxing he had just forcibly used made Wen Zheming's right arm almost lose consciousness and his whole body lost strength. He will need some time to recover from his injuries.
The kid in front of him actually knew how to fight and defend, but it didn't matter. His arm looked like it was useless. Wen Zheming grinned.
Keeping that position motionless, it seemed that his arm was indeed severely damaged, but it was a pity that Wen Zheming couldn't hear the roar in Mu Fan's heart at this time.
It hurts so much! It hurts so much! It hurts! It hurts so much!
Mu Fan had already scolded the opponent a hundred times in his heart, but his face was still staring at the young master Wen who was opposite him unruly, always on guard against his next attack.
His right hand looked miserable, but only Mu Fan knew the real situation.
It was just a stress reaction of the subcutaneous tissue. His muscles were indeed hit hard in an instant, but when he was defending, Mu Fan didn't know that he had used a high-level fighting skill that required strength and endurance.
Due to a strange combination of circumstances, the powerful force from the opposite side was transmitted to the whole body and then introduced to the ground. It has been offset by less than half. Mu Fan only feels pain in his arm now...
Master Wen smiled? Mu Fan suddenly discovered out of curiosity and noticed his movement of holding his right arm. The sense of danger in Mu Fan's heart was relieved.
Mu Fan slowly lowered his arm and said something sincerely, which almost made Master Wen, who was standing there recovering, almost mad to death.
"Master Wen, do you still want to fight?"
Do you still want to fight?...Do you want to fight?...?...
Wen Zheming felt a little blood rushing to his head, and his eyesight turned black. He was really angry at the brown candy in front of him. Didn't you care about your arm that was about to be scrapped? You even asked me if I wanted to fight again?
He has been training with the army's fighting masters since he was five years old. He has been thrown and beaten since he was a child. He has used the planet's top body tempering fluid to heal his injuries. He has undergone hell training that ordinary people can't even imagine in their lifetime. He was sent to the reserve army at the age of twelve.
He killed people and saw blood when he was young, and returned to normal society three years later, becoming the ruthless and ruthless Young Master Wen known by word of mouth in the industry.
Are you still fighting? Now I was asked seriously by a sparring partner from a martial arts school.
I... hit you on the head! In the end, Wen Zheming spat, and he really couldn't lift his right arm, he had lost his strength.
"Humph." Young Master Wen doesn't want to say another word now. This boy can actually withstand a blow with level 17 power!
Looking at Mu Fan in front of him, Master Wen had a gloomy expression on his face.
Mu Fan retracted his posture, and his right arm also drooped. He was trying to relieve the pain. Feeling that his right arm could move a little more, Shi Shiran walked up to Wen Zheming, looked at the fierce and fierce young man in front of him, and spoke softly:
"Master Wen."
Wen Zheming finally put away his eyes that looked at inferior species. In any case, strength is a person's best business card. The boy in front of him is qualified to let himself look up to him.
"Say." Wen Zheming uttered a word without any emotion.
"I wonder if Master Wen's words still count?"
Hearing Mu Fan's words, he still didn't know what he wanted to say. Wen Zheming frowned and said coldly, "Go ahead."
"Mr. Mankun, whose leg was broken on the first day, is my friend." Mu Fan thought for a while and spoke slowly.
"Then what?" Wen Zheming frowned.
"He is my friend." Mu Fan looked directly at him.
"Are you sure you want to mention this to me?" Wen Zheming's face was a little sinister, and the little appreciation that had just risen in his heart was gone.
"Sure." Mu Fan's lips curled up into a smile, saying he was harmless to humans and animals.
Wen Zheming didn't say anything. He looked at Mu Fan and saw the calm and indifferent eyes opposite him. The mood that had just improved after venting his anger began to dissipate.
Suddenly feeling dull, Master Wen waved his hand and said, "Mankun, right? I understand."
Mu Fan stood there without moving.
As if he didn't see Mu Fan, Wen Zheming sat back on the sofa and directly pressed the internal pager of the martial arts hall.
"I'm Wen Zheming, let Chanison come up."
Then he looked at Mu Fan and waved his hand boredly, "Let's go, Chanison will tell you later."
Mu Fan squinted his eyes, took a deep look at Wen Zheming, turned around and walked out of the room.
After Mu Fan came out, he did not go downstairs. Instead, he went directly to the training room No. 4. He walked through two corridors and arrived there. He verified his identity and entered. The fight just took less than an hour, and the fat man had not arrived yet. Mu Fan walked in and sat down directly.
On the exercise bench.
"Hey, it hurts so much!" There was no one here, so Mu Fan quickly rubbed his arm.
It turned purple, and the little Mu Fan in Mu Fan's heart burst into tears.
But what Mu Fan didn't know was that in the following time, the entire martial arts hall was almost boiling.
…
Chanison came down quickly after going up, with excitement on his face. Master Wen was very satisfied!!
Wen Zheming didn't even mention Mu Fan. After Chanison entered the room, he threw a card directly, saying one hundred thousand star coins for Man Kun and fifty thousand for the big guy yesterday afternoon. He waved his hand and left directly through the private passage.
, before leaving, he said something meaningful, the martial arts school is good.
Wen Zheming left completely! This incident is worth throwing up Chanison's hat. Not to mention that Master Wen's expression clearly showed no dissatisfaction with the martial arts school. The card he threw before leaving specifically named Mankun and Zeref.
Is this still the brutal Wen Zhiming he knew?!
Can Master Wen still pay for it? But if he misunderstands Wen Zheming and sends him back, wouldn't he be asking for death? Shrinking, Chanison decided that the martial arts school would provide another sum of money. Man, who had originally decided to terminate the relationship,
Kun just let him stay in the logistics department. Zeref is a big guy with a good life. A little leak between Master Wen's fingers is enough for him to survive without food or water for more than half a year.
Chanison went downstairs with a blushing face, humming a tune all the way, and passed by the training grounds of the sparring partners and coaches as if there was no one else around.
Everyone in the No. 5 training ground on the first floor took advantage of the situation and exchanged glances in confusion behind Chanison.
"What kind of medicine is Chani taking?"
"Has his child been born?"
"Fart, his wife is not pregnant."
"That's Xi Dang Daddy!" A sparring partner who looked a little dazed nodded affirmatively.
"Silly.X" the people around him collectively scolded him.
Chanison suddenly remembered, where is that guy Mu Fan?
So he turned around and asked, "Where is Mu Fan?"
...Everyone was silent.
"Mu Fan?"
Everyone was confused. Didn’t he go up? Didn’t you go up too? You still asked us.
"Mufan didn't come down?" Chanison suddenly realized why the people in the martial arts school were so stupid.
"No, no, didn't he... go up before? No, I didn't see him come down." Someone stammered.
Chanison frowned and called to the staff next to him.
"Look where Mu Fan is."
"Mr. Charney, wait a moment, let me take a look...it's in VIP Room 4 on the third floor."
"This kid is quite interesting. I'll give him a 2,000 bonus later." Chani was in a good mood and was about to go back to his office to ask Mu Fan, this amazing guy!
As soon as he thought of it, Chanison turned to the person who had just spoken and reprimanded him: "You can't even speak in a polite way. You are like a waste. Learn how to order Mu Fan!" Then he stepped into the suspended ladder with his hands behind his back.
While everyone was still confused, why did Mu Fan do well? What did he do? The cleaning staff came down from the third floor carrying two broken boxing targets.
"Tsk, tsk, what kind of perversion is this in Room 1? There are super tough cotton threads and energy-absorbing rigid springs in there, and a boxing target designed according to the 15th level strength standard. These can be worn out!"
The sound was neither loud nor quiet, but it just reached the ears of a group of people here.
Huh! The whole training ground exploded in an instant.
In the martial arts hall, Mankun and Zeref were seriously injured, and then a boy who ate ten boxes of lunch finished the sparring and continued with the next order.
A boxing target designed to the 15th level strength standard! It’s broken!
Mu Fan!!? A group of people looked at each other and nodded blankly.
…
So the legend of the strongest punching bag in the martial arts school...was born on this day.
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