Transcending Immortal Academy

Wu Changlong heard this and felt like he was being slapped.

The other martial arts coaches are also embarrassed. They felt that Wang Xing discriminated against them.

"Coach Fang, you go!" Chang Long once again pointed at a person.

方 This coach is not as powerful as Coach 阚, but fast and responsive.

The coach of the side responded with a voice and came across to Wang Xing: "Boy, you don't speak loudly, let me teach you how to be a human."

A lot of people have confidence when they see coach Fang playing.

"Coach Fang, come on, you must teach him to be a man!"

"Coach Fang, take out your Ben Lei legs and beat him into a dog."

"Coach Fang, if you can win, I will train with you this month."

Uh ...

Coach Qiufang was so confident that he heard so many people cheer for him, "boy, let's die!"

I didn't learn the second force coach, but this coach knew the importance of the opportunity. He was already fast. As long as he took the lead, he would never give Wang Xing a chance to fight back.

One leg went straight to Wang Xing's head, but there was no sympathy.

But Wang Xing didn't care, watching him swing left and right, how the coach Ren attacked, he couldn't even touch his clothes.

With dozens of legs going down, coach Fang was aggressive.

His set of serial legs, most people can not even support five legs, but this one is too easy.

"Too slow, too slow!"

Wang Xing shook her head, and her mouth sulked.

Coach Fang Fang blushed, and his speed was suddenly three points faster.

But he is fast, Wang Xing is faster.

A few dozen tricks passed, Coach Fang wanted to cry, and he found that his legs were numb.

慢 "Slow, really slow, are you grandpa and grandma?"

Wang Xing said, grabbing at hand, even grabbed Fang's leg easily: "It's boring, I won't play with you."

Gently, he grabbed Coach Fang, and then just made two turns on his head and threw it out.

"嘭!"

Coach Yi Fang hit the wall and passed out.

Around the dead quietly.

As long as you are not stupid, everyone can see that Wang Xing is really strong.

"It's amazing. Coach Fang has hundreds of pounds, but he is like a toy in his hands."

"Nima, I believe now, they are definitely capable of playing."

你们 "Look, look, the coaches in Wuguan are scared."

Uh ...

Wu Changlong took a deep breath, and his body was shaking slightly, because even he couldn't win coach Fang so easily.

In fact, although Chang Long is the deputy museum owner, his strength is not too strong. His deputy museum mainly deals with martial arts affairs.

"Brother, you come to kick the hall and lose two of my gold coaches in a row, and Chang admires it. If you also plan to open a martial arts hall, I believe this is enough to prove your strength, so take it when you see it!"

Xi Changlong was obviously afraid of Wang Xing when he could say this.

Many people glanced at Wang Xing again.

Even some students are thinking about whether to study at Wang Xing's martial arts hall.

But Wang Xing shook his head: "I think you misunderstood, I didn't intend to open the martial arts hall. I came to kick the hall to teach a person, that person is Zhen Yong, who is the coach of your real kung fu martial arts hall. But to Now, I haven't seen him, has he not come to work today? "

Many coaches are a bit resentful when they hear Zhen Yong's name.

It turned out that the evil star of Wang Xing was brought in by Zhen Yong.

Wu Changlong frowned: "Zhen Yong was accepted as a disciple by the owner a few days ago, and is following the owner to learn, so he didn't come."

Can Zhen Yong have such luck?

In fact, Wang Xing didn't know that Zhang Xueliang brought out by Zhen Yong won the tenth place, which made him the favor of the museum owner.

Xun Zhenyong was absent, and Wang Xing naturally could not give up: "He is not here, then you'd better call him over, otherwise today's kick-off is not complete."

Changlong was furious: "You are not over yet. With so many coaches, we can beat you down even if it is a wheel fight."

Wheel battle?

A lot of students heard this, and began to have an aversion to the real Kung Fu Wu Guan.

No matter how you look at it, it is now that Wang Xing is more powerful, and the coaches of the Real Kung Fu Martial Arts Center are living garbage.

Wang Xing smiled, "I like wheel battles, but it's too much trouble. Come together!"

"What, he said come together!"

"Playing so many coaches by yourself, even if these coaches are ordinary people, then it is impossible!"

"How can these coaches be ordinary people, and any coach is a hard-hitting role."

Uh ...

Wu Changlongqi's face flushed: "Okay, that's what you said. Coaches, go together. Don't be afraid if you are killed. I have everything to bear."

A group of coaches would be kind to hear here.

Wang Xing snorted, disdainfully: "Hey, come on!"

A group of coaches rushed up. They were all professional fighting masters. They attacked in all directions without any dead ends.

Wang Xing smiled coldly, and a little infuriated in his hands.

He only saw him move gently, and all the coaches near him flew out next to each other.

Ten dozen coaches took only three minutes and there were no standing people.

Everyone is dumbfounded.

"Is this still human?" A crowd of onlookers was about to fall out.

"Master, this is the real master. If he opens the martial arts hall, I will definitely be the first to sign up." Some students shouted, and many students responded.

"I seem to see God, this is definitely non-human." Someone commented.

Changlong was trembling all over the body: "How is it possible, how is this possible, who are you?"

Scared!

Wu Changlong was already scared.

Xun Wangxing showed a disdainful smile to Chang Long: "Cry out Zhen Yong, or I will step in front of your martial arts hall sign in front of everyone, and then pour urine."

If the signboard of the Wuwu Pavilion is really stepped under the feet and peeing, then the Kungfu Martial Arts Museum can be closed.

This scandal is too scary for a martial arts hall.

Ji Changlong heard this and immediately couldn't control his emotions: "boy, I abandon you!"

After a leap, Chang Long was next to Wang Xing, and the guy couldn't help but shoot.

He was just in Wang Xing's eyes, still not enough.

"Go away!"

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A bang.

Wu Changlong fell to the ground and spit out blood.

"Call Zhen Yong, I'll say it one last time." Wang Xing's voice was cold, and he took a chair and sat down, and at the same time he put the plaque in front of him. The difference below was a foot, and he had a urine.

Many people look at Wang Xing, and they admire and fear.

Wu Changlong gritted his teeth and finally took out his mobile phone: "The museum owner, something happened in Wuguan ..."

The call is over.

Chang Long looked at Wang Xing coldly: "Boy, this is what you asked for, the library owner will come with coach Zhen Yong right away. Tell you, unlike these coaches, the library owner has real skills It ’s easy to play these coaches just now, right? If the museum takes the initiative, it will be more than ten times easier than you. ”

Wang Xing said ‘oh’ and did n’t care: “I see, let your curator come!”

Wang Xing will be afraid of that Laoshizi Pavilion owner, but he has cultivated an energetic warrior, and hit ordinary people, it is not a matter of minutes.

Pluto is so disdainful, and Chang Long is more lazy.

Everyone is waiting, and they are also looking forward to the battle between Wang Xing and the owner of the Real Kung Fu Wu Guan.

The owner of Wuzhen Kungfu Wuguan, named Pang Zhen, was a master 20 years ago, and Shanhai City is still spreading his legend that he challenged every expert.

In a sense, Pang Zhen represents the highest personal force in Shanhai City and cannot tolerate others.

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