More than ten minutes later, Zhao Yan finished his boxing practice today, picked up the towel on the branch next to him, wiped the sweat beads on his face, and began to untie the gauze on his hands.￥f

The gauze on both hands is more than one meter long, and it is like two boxing gloves when tied. It takes a few minutes to tie it, and it should be faster when untied, but it also takes about one minute.

A towel that wiped sweat was placed on his shoulders. Zhao Yan relaxed his body while walking back relaxedly, walked up the path, went back to take a shower and had some breakfast, and today would be another energetic day.

As soon as the gauze on his left hand was untied, Zhao Yan paused and unexpectedly saw that the black girl Blaze was still on the trail, looking towards the exit of the trail.

When Zhao Yan saw her, she seemed to hear the footsteps behind her. When she turned around, she saw that it was Zhao Yan. Her face changed slightly, and she opened her mouth, but she said nothing.

Zhao Yan curled the corners of his mouth, resumed his steps and continued to move forward, and passed by Hei Niu, but still didn't take this Hei Niu to heart. Although she was not ugly and had a very spicy figure.

However, when she took off the gauze on her right hand, Zhao Yan suddenly looked back in confusion. The black girl was following him. Seeing him stopping and turning back, a hint of panic seemed to flash in her expression, and she stopped. The panic expression flashed away. She then looked at him with a slightly provocative look on her face.

"idiot!"

Zhao Yan's eyes were straight, and he cursed in a low voice, then ignored it and continued to go back to the dormitory. Although this black girl seemed to have the habit of morning exercises and the black man's physical fitness was also famous, Zhao Yan was not worried that she would attack him behind him. In Zhao Yan's opinion, women are women! With thin arms and thin legs, reality is not the world of martial arts. Even if that black girl punches him ten times, she would not be able to hurt him. If she really wanted to do it, he could make her lie on the ground with one punch or one kick.

He just doesn't want to fight with a woman.

After walking along the trail for a few minutes, the black girl kept following him. Zhao Yan frowned a little, but never looked back at her again.

Just as he was about to walk out of the woods, Zhao Yan suddenly heard the black girl more than ten meters away behind him shouting in surprise: "Emily! Jack! You guys are here!"

Zhao Yan, who had originally lowered his head slightly, suddenly stopped and raised his eyes slightly, looking at the exit of the trail where there was a familiar blonde white girl and a completely unfamiliar blonde man.

At this Hanlin Academy, Zhao Yan has seen no less than ten blonde and white girls, but the only one who is familiar is Emily, who introduced herself in the cafeteria last time.

At this time, she was smiling reservedly, with blue jeans on her lower body and a loose brown sweater on her upper body. She was in novel style and looked very fashionable.

Due to race, Emily is not short, at least 1.7 meters tall, but she looks petite and delicate when she stands beside the blond man.

With a clear contoured face, blonde hair, blue eyes, high nose bridge, tall legs, at least 1.85 meters tall. From the aesthetic perspective of Europe and the United States, this guy is a standard handsome guy. Zhao Yan just heard that the black girl behind him seemed to call him Jack?

Zhao Yan narrowed his eyes and did not speak, but he realized that the visitor was not good.

The handsome blonde looked up and down at Zhao Yan's eyes, let out a disdainful laugh, and turned his head to ask Emily beside him: "Dear! Is it him?"

Emily smiled reservedly and nodded, deliberately elongated her voice and said, "Yes! Jack! You can do it, right?"

"Of course! Don't worry! It's a piece of cake!"

Blonde Jack said relaxedly, then rolled up his sleeves and walked forward, approaching Zhao Yan step by step, with an indescribable expression.

Maybe in his opinion, it is really a piece of cake to deal with Zhao Yan! Zhao Yan is at least half a head shorter than him, and his figure is not very intimidating from the front. Seeing Zhao Yan's waist is very thin, at least in the strong Jack's view, Zhao Yan's waist is much thinner than him.

Zhao Yan was wearing a long-sleeved sportswear and could not see the muscles on his body. In short, this was a very deceptive figure! Not only did he look thin, but his figure also looked thin.

Jack walked to about two meters in front of Zhao Yan and stopped, with a playful smile on his face. He hooked his fingers at Zhao Yan contemptuously, and said, "eon! Bo by! Don't waste my time! Don't let the beautiful Emily and Blaise down, okay?"

"Stirsty foreigners!"

Zhao Yan whispered with a dark face, feeling very unhappy! How many years have you been? No one dared to provoke him like this in a few years? Today, a foreigner came to look for his bad luck!

He threw the two gauzes he had just untied to the side of the road, and then took the towel that was wiped with sweat on his shoulders to the side. Zhao Yan twisted his neck coldly, making a crackling sound of joint movements. Jack, the blonde man opposite, changed his face slightly, and Emily and Blaise at both ends of the path also changed slightly.

Can Zhao Yan's neck make such a cracking sound?

Zhao Yan shortened and posed the starting style of Bajiquan - the bow-pulling style. The whole momentum was immediately different, just like a tiger eager to try.

"Pretending!"

Jack suddenly shouted, and as soon as he lifted his fists, he rushed towards Zhao Yan, and his right fist was blasting towards Zhao Yan's face with a sound of breaking the wind.

two!

This thought flashed in Zhao Yan's heart disdain, and his eyes were sharp. The right fist hidden at his waist suddenly hit. Under the bow-pulling fist, this punch was shot out like a sharp arrow pulling the bowstring. Jack's fist hit in a straight line, and Zhao Yan's fist was a diagonal line from right to left.

Some people say that the straight line between two points is the shortest, so European and American boxers pay attention to straight punches and hard advances, believing that Eastern boxing is a fancy style, and straight punch is the most direct and effective way of attack.

However, there is a prerequisite for this, that is, the speed of a straight punch is no longer much slower than the speed of a slash punch!

Unfortunately! Zhao Yan's fist speed was much faster than Jack. Before Jack's straight punch hit Zhao Yan's face, Zhao Yan's right fist had already hit his wrist.

"Bang!" A sound of flesh hitting sounded, Jack's straight punch swung out, his expression changed, and he was about to change his moves, Zhao Yan no longer gave him a chance, so he stepped forward, stretched his left and right hands forward, hugged Jack's thick neck, and stepped up his feet continuously like climbing a mountain, stepping on Jack's right knee, and then stepping on Jack's belt.

"Oh...no!!!"

"oh……"

“What?”

Amid Jack, Emily and Blaise's incredible screams, Zhao Yan's right foot just stepped on Jack's belt, his left leg rose again, and he raised it up sharply, and his knee hit Jack's chin and face heavily. Jack's neck was already held down by Zhao Yan's hands and pressed down. Jack could not avoid it at all.

"Bang..."

"ah!!!"

The two of them were about to break up. Jack staggered with his hands covering his face and took a few steps back, and finally fell heavily on the pebbled path, while Zhao Yan flew back to the ground with his hands behind his back. The evil spirit that had been hidden for many days recently appeared on his face again, staring at Jack who was sitting on the ground with his hands covering his face and could not stop the blood flowing.

Zhao Yan rarely used this move. He came from the trick of a tiger climbing a mountain. He has never missed since he was practicing it. It was just that because this move would hurt people, Zhao Yan hadn't used it for a long time.

If this dead foreigner hadn't shown his excellence in front of him just now and said he would have done a piece of cake, Zhao Yan wouldn't have used this trick to deal with him.

At this time, Emily and Blaise at both ends of the trail covered their mouths with their hands, unable to believe that Jack is the president of the boxing club of Hanlin Academy! He was defeated like this?

Emily clearly saw the evil spirit emerging from Zhao Yan's face on the front of Zhao Yan. At this time, her heart felt cold and she instinctively retreated. She took a few steps and screamed again, turned around and ran away.

Zhao Yan looked up at her, his lips curled up, and he didn't bother chasing her at all. He turned around and looked at Henniu Blaze. Henniu Blaze was also frightened and screamed, turning around and running deep into the woods.

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