"I didn't expect that the oath and the sword of victory would fall into the hands of a high school girl."

At the end of the game, both sides left the court, but a man's voice came from Gu Yun's ears.

The speaker was nearly two meters tall, and his thick arms were supported on the stainless steel fence. The support point had been sunk by his arms. Although he was covered in white hair, his oppressive aura kept the rematch behind the two close to five or six meters away from the old man.

"No wonder the boy from the Pandragong family came to martial arts to join the game. This time it was indeed much more interesting than before... However, you should be the one who can bring the Holy Sword back to City X."

"Who are you?"

Gu Yun asked, from the momentum alone, the old man was obviously not on the same level as the rematch players around him.

"Me? I'm just an old man who came to watch the disciples' competition."

Before he finished speaking, the host's passionate voice rang again.

Dear audiences, please concentrate your attention, because the next one is the number one dark horse, the heavyweight champion of the first four leagues, the big sign of Longyun Boxing Gym, Chang-Tiger!”

The host dragged the ending sound, and the audience saw Chang Hu walking out of the contestants' passage, and burst into an unprecedented shout. Cheerleaders composed of boxing gym students in another area immediately stood up and pulled up long banners. It is not difficult to see that there are still many loyal fans of Chang Hu in the audience, and the fanaticism of female fans is no less than that of some boxing enthusiasts.

"After leaving for so long, this kid can now stand alone."

The old man's eyes were full of gratitude. In the comprehensive field, Chang Hu's reputation had surpassed him.

However, facing this cheering scene, Gu Yun suddenly browned in dissatisfaction. When his sister appeared just now, there were not so many people cheering her up. Except for An Ling and Shen Yue who shouted harder, the other audiences maintained a cold attitude.

It seems that I have to buy a speaker for the next game.

"The roles against Chang Hu are also extraordinary. Legend has it that he founded the "Five Elephants" practical boxing technique at the age of 30. In the past 20 years since then, he has held 70 kick-off competitions and won all of them? I don't know when it started? Senior Wu Feng has been regarded as the representative of traditional martial arts!"

Although a middle-aged man named Wu Feng can be described as strong and strong, he is not enough to compare himself with Chang Hu when he stands on the stage.

Although Wu Feng's appearance caused a sensation that was not as good as Chang Hu? But a group of middle-aged and elderly people stood up from their positions and shouted without being outdone.

"President Wu? It's time for these strong men to understand the power of traditional kung fu!"

The host calmed down a little while waiting for the audience, waved his right arm with high raised down, shouting at the microphone, "The competition begins-!"

In an instant, Chang Hu quickly approached Wu Feng with boxing steps.

Facing Chang Hu who was full of oppression, Wu Feng exhaled a breath of turbid air. Then Gao Zhen's arms were posing in a strange position. Almost at the same time, Chang Hu's jab had already arrived in front of him.

In the flash of lightning, Wu Feng's hands were lightning-thunderous to his eyes and a little on the back of Changhu's hand? The speed of this attack was completely different from his previous momentum.

Wu Feng's eyes condensed - the purpose of this move is not only to offset Chang Hu's fist path, but more importantly to eliminate Chang Hu's strength.

Relieving force is one of the most important techniques of traditional martial arts. These techniques have been tempered...

"Bang--!"

The offset fist path fell on Wu Feng's shoulder.

The next second, Wu Feng, who flew backwards, broke several fences and fell heavily to the ground and stopped moving.

For a moment, everyone who cheered for Chang Hu or Wu Feng stopped? The audience fell into a dead silence.

"...Win, the winner is Changhu!"

She was just like the audience at the scene. She thought it would be a battle of equal proportion, but she didn't expect that it would end in such a way.

After about ten seconds, the host stuttered and announced the final result of the game. The first aid team immediately rushed forward and carried Wu Feng, who was unconscious, off the field.

After winning the victory, Chang Hu did not stand immediately, but looked up and looked in the direction of the stands.

For a moment, the old man looked at him, and there seemed to be lightning flashing in his sight.

"Hahahaha, what was that just now."

The arrogant smile broke the silence in the stands. What laughed was a strong man whose body was even more swollen than the old man. Compared with Chang Hu in the audience, the strong man's physical fitness was not inferior at all.

While smiling, he imitated Wu Feng's appearance and raised his arms lamely, "Coach, is this the skill you often mention to me? I don't think so. In the end, I was beaten down by a strong person?"

"Only when the body is comparable, the 'skill' can work."

The old man explained to the strong man, "That's a different way of doing things. Now you no longer need them."

"It seems that the only one who can truly be called an opponent in this game is your past disciple."

"Don't underestimate any opponent."

After saying that, the old man said to Gu Yun again, "I had not had time to introduce myself before. My name is Qi Long, the coach of the American team. I heard that my disciples later received a lot of care from you, Teacher Gu. I thank you in advance."

"Teacher Gu? Coach, do you mean this person is also a coach?"

The strong man still raised his arm exaggeratedly, lowered his head and looked down at the young man who was one head shorter than him.

I am not strong enough, and I am too young as a coach.

"Is it possible that he has mastered some kind of 'skill'? For example, this?"

The strong man's eyes condensed, imitating Wu Feng's method, his fingertips quickly hit Gu Yun's shoulders one after another, and his tone was full of provocativeness, "Teacher Gu, teach me your skills, too."

"Bang--!"

Seeing this, the audience in the first row suddenly scattered, while the audience in the back row stood up in fear that the world would remain unconfused, and looked at a sudden scene near the railing.

“Have you learned it?”

Gu Yun pinched his right fist and looked down at the strong man who had been embedded in the floor.

Facing his question, the strong man maintained the same posture and did not answer for a long time.

Gu Yun jumped down from the railing, lifted the strong man up with one hand, and placed it flat on the first row of floors. The strong man rolled his eyes and lay on the ground in a "big" shape.

"Teacher Qi, your daughter has been looking for you for many years. Instead of making harsh words here, it is better to take time to go back to the boxing gym to see your family."

After saying that, Gu Yun walked towards the contestant channel without looking back.

At this time, Gu Tiantian had just sorted out his outfit and came to the audience.
Chapter completed!