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Hearing this, Chang Long felt like he had been slapped in the face.
The coaches of other martial arts clubs were also embarrassed. They felt Wang Xing was discriminating against them.
"Coach Fang, you go!" Chang Long pointed at another person.
Coach Fang was not as strong as Coach Kan, but he was fast and responsive.
Coach Fang answered and walked to the opposite side of Wang Xing. "Boy, you talk big. Let me teach you how to behave."
Seeing Coach Fang, many people regained their confidence.
"Coach Fang, come on. You must teach him how to behave!"
"Coach Fang, take out your Thunder Running Legs and beat him like a dog."
"Coach Fang, if you can win, I will train with you this month."
...
Hearing so many people cheering for him, Coach Fang was full of confidence. "Boy, go to hell!"
Coach Fang didn't learn from Coach Kan. He knew the importance of taking the initiative. He was fast. As long as he took the initiative, he wouldn't give Wang Xing any chance to fight back.
His leg went straight for Wang Xing's head, showing no mercy at all.
However, Wang Xing didn't care at all. He swayed left and right. No matter how hard Coach Fang attacked, he couldn't even touch the corner of his clothes.
After dozens of kicks, Coach Fang was dumbfounded.
Ordinary people couldn't even take five kicks from his series of kicks, but this guy in front of him was too relaxed.
"Too slow, too slow!"
Wang Xing shook his head and shouted.
Coach Fang blushed, and his speed suddenly increased by 30%.
But even though he was fast, Wang Xing was faster.
After dozens of moves, Coach Fang wanted to cry. He found his legs were numb. [Love ↑ Go △ Little ↑ Say △ w
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"Slow, so slow. Are you an old man or a grandma?"
As Wang Xing said, he grabbed Coach Fang's leg easily. "Boring. I don't want to play with you anymore."
With a slight force, he grabbed Coach Fang, spun him twice over his head, and threw him out.
"Bang!"
Coach Fang hit the wall and fainted.
The surroundings became deathly silent.
As long as they weren't stupid, everyone could tell that Wang Xing was really strong.
"That's awesome. Coach Fang weighs more than 50 kilograms, but he's like a toy in his hands."
"F * ck, I believe it now. He definitely has the strength to challenge the dojo."
"Look, the instructors of the dojo are scared."
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Chang Long took a deep breath. His body was trembling slightly, because even he could not defeat Coach Fang so easily.
In fact, although Chang Long was the Deputy Dojo Master, his strength was not that strong. His job as the Deputy Dojo Master was to deal with the affairs of the dojo.
"Little brother, you've come to challenge us and defeated two of our gold medal coaches. I'm impressed. If you also intend to open a dojo, I believe this is enough to prove your strength. Quit while you're ahead! "
For Chang Long to say this, it was clear that he was afraid of Wang Xing.
Many people had a higher opinion of Wang Xing.
Some students were even considering whether to study in Wang Xing's dojo.
However, Wang Xing shook his head. "I think you've misunderstood. I don't intend to open a dojo. I'm here to teach a person a lesson. That person is called Zhen Yong, the coach of your Real Kung Fu Dojo. But I haven't seen him until now. Did he not come to work today? "
Many instructors were angry when they heard Zhen Yong's name.
It turned out that Wang Xing, this jinx, was provoked by Zhen Yong.
Chang Long couldn't help frowning. "Zhen Yong was accepted as a disciple by the Dojo Master a few days ago. He's learning from the Dojo Master, so he didn't come."
Zhen Yong was so lucky?
In fact, Wang Xing didn't know that Zhang Xueliang, who was taught by Zhen Yong, won the tenth place, which made him the Dojo Master's favor.
Zhen Yong was not here, so Wang Xing naturally wouldn't give up. "If he's not here, you'd better call him here. Otherwise, today's challenge will not be over."
Chang Long was furious. "You're not done yet? We have so many instructors. Even if we take turns to fight, we can beat you down."
Take turns to fight?
Many students heard this and began to feel disgusted with the Real Kung Fu Dojo.
No matter how they looked at it, Wang Xing was more powerful now. The instructors of the Real Kung Fu Dojo were just trash.
Wang Xing chuckled. "I like taking turns to fight. But it's too troublesome. Come at me together!"
"What? He said together!"
"One person can beat so many instructors. Even if these instructors are ordinary people, it's impossible!"
"How can these instructors be ordinary people? Every single one of them is a fierce character."
…
Chang Long was so angry that his face turned red. "Okay, you said it. Instructors, come at me together. Don't be afraid even if you're beaten to death. I'll take care of everything. "
When the group of instructors heard this, how could they be polite?
Wang Xing snorted and was very disdainful. "Come at me, a motley crew!"
The group of instructors rushed up. They were all professional fighting masters. They attacked from all directions without any blind spots.
Wang Xing smiled coldly. He gathered a little bit of True Qi in his hand.
He gently made a move, and all the instructors who came close to him flew out one by one.
It only took three minutes for more than a dozen instructors to leave no one standing.
Everyone was dumbfounded.
"Is he still human?" Some of the onlookers' eyes were about to fall out.
"Master, this is a real master. If he opens a martial arts dojo, I'll be the first to sign up." A student shouted, and many students responded.
"I think I saw God. He's definitely not human," someone commented.
Chang Long's whole body was trembling. "How is this possible? How is this possible? Who are you?"
He was scared!
Chang Long was already scared.
Wang Xing gave Chang Long a disdainful smile. "Call Zhen Yong over. Otherwise, I'll step on your dojo's signboard and piss on it in front of everyone."
If the dojo's signboard was really stepped on and piss on, the Real Kung Fu Dojo could close down in the future.
This kind of scandal was too terrible for a martial arts dojo.
When Chang Long heard this, he couldn't control his emotions. "Kid, I'll destroy you!"
Chang Long jumped to Wang Xing's side. He couldn't help but make a move.
However, he was still not enough in Wang Xing's eyes.
"Go away!"
Wang Xing shouted. He threw a palm over and sent Chang Long flying.
There was a loud boom.
Chang Long fell to the ground and spat out a mouthful of blood.
"Call Zhen Yong over. I'll say it one last time." Wang Xing's voice was cold. He pulled a chair and sat down. At the same time, he put the signboard in front of him. The only thing missing was a foot and a piss.
Many people looked at Wang Xing with admiration and fear.
Chang Long gritted his teeth and finally took out his phone. "Dojo master, the dojo is in trouble …"
After the call.
Chang Long looked at Wang Xing coldly. "Kid, you asked for it. The dojo master and Coach Zhen Yong will be here soon. Let me tell you, the dojo master is not like these coaches. He knows real kung fu. Did you think it was easy for you to defeat these coaches? If the dojo master took the initiative, it would be ten times easier for him. "
Wang Xing replied with an 'Oh' and didn't care. "I know. Ask your dojo master to come!"
Wang Xing wasn't afraid of the dojo master. He was a martial artist who had cultivated true Qi. It was a piece of cake for him to beat those ordinary people.
Wang Xing was so disdainful that Chang Long couldn't be bothered to say anything.
Everyone was waiting. They were looking forward to the battle between Wang Xing and the dojo master of the Real Kung Fu Dojo.
The dojo master of the Real Kung Fu Dojo was called Pang Zhen. He was an expert 20 years ago. Even now, there were rumors of him challenging various experts in Mountain Sea City.
In a sense, Pang Zhen represented the strongest individual in Mountain Sea City. He couldn't be underestimated.
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