C22 The Test(2)

"Yeah." The principal nodded and glanced at Lee Quanshui and the others. Finally, his gaze landed on Xiao Lang, and his eyes lit up with a trace of excitement and anticipation. He also did not know how deep Xiao Lang was. He had been persuading Xiao Lang to give up just now. That was only a test for him. Now, it seemed like Xiao Lang was no match for him. It wouldn't be that bad.

"Today, I have invited all of you here to spar with the new Martial arts instructor. Let's stop here." The principal swept his gaze across the crowd with a smile on his face.

He had told them in advance, so the four Martial arts instructor were not surprised. They looked at Xiao Lang and nodded.

Chung Wuji walked over excitedly and looked at Xiao Lang with schadenfreude. He exaggerated and said, "Coach Xiao, it's not too late for you to regret it now. Our Martial arts instructor is a powerful force. He is different from your three-legged cat..."

"Hello, everyone. My name is Xiao Lang. Maybe we will be colleagues in the future. If there are any unpleasant things later, please forgive me. " Xiao Lang cupped his fists. After saying this, he found an empty space. He slowly took off his shirt, leaving only a small black vest. He then did a warm-up.

The four Martial arts instructor's eyes never left Xiao Lang. When Xiao Lang took off his shirt and accidentally revealed his strong muscles, everyone's eyes became serious.

Chung Wuji's face turned red as if he had eaten a fly. He was ignored by this kid again and again. The anger in the depths of his heart erupted like a volcano, and he wished he could trample Xiao Lang under his feet.

"Alright, I wonder if all of you are going to attack together or one by one?" Xiao Lang stopped and asked indifferently.

The four Martial arts instructor's eyes were bloodshot, as if they wanted to rush forward and press Xiao Lang on the ground and give him a good beating.

Su Wanying's nose was almost crooked from anger. She really had no idea what kind of background this young man had. She even wished she could give him a few punches to let him know what true strength was. In her eyes, this kind of person who did not know the immensity of heaven and earth just because he had a bit of muscle. She did not think that the principal would actually nod her head as she stood there and spoke without feeling any pain in her waist. When he said this sentence, it almost made her eyeballs fall out.

"You can spar however you wish, but be careful. Let's begin."

Chung Wuji laughed like a rose in the sixth month. He was even happier than winning the Double Ball Award. His eyes narrowed into slits. He began to fantasize about Xiao Lang lying on the ground and begging for mercy. At this moment, he wished he could laugh out loud.

As soon as the principal finished speaking, Lee Quanshui, who looked wretched, stood up. He looked at Xiao Lang with anger in his eyes. "Coach Xiao is so arrogant. I, Lee Quanshui, will teach you first."

Xiao Lang was not modest at all. "It doesn't matter. Just let go of me and attack me."

Lee Quanshui was stunned at first. He was completely stunned by Xiao Lang's arrogance. He sneered a few times and no longer hesitated. He cupped his fists and bowed. He focused his attention and saw that Xiao Lang was just standing there casually. He could not help but feel angry under his feet. He did not want to be polite anymore. He took two steps forward, and with a horse stance, he threw a punch straight at Xiao Lang's chest.

However, when he saw that Xiao Lang did not dodge in the middle of the punch, Lee Quanshui was stunned. He stopped his momentum and said coldly, "Kid, you are looking down on me."

He was furious in an instant. He just threw a punch and stopped it. He could not exert his strength. He took a wrong step forward, turned his fist into a palm, and used the Single Blade Feast to slash Xiao Lang's neck diagonally. This move was fast and fast. There was the sound of the wind, and he did not hold back at all. Su Wanying frowned when she saw this. She looked at how Xiao Lang would deal with it with anticipation in her eyes.

Xiao Lang did not take the attack. He only took half a step back. Lee Quanshui's palm landed in the air, as if he had already expected this. Without any hesitation, he flipped his elbows and suddenly rammed forward. It went straight for Xiao Lang's chest, his moves were fast and hateful. It was the famous' Top Heart Elbow 'of Xing Yi Fist. Seeing that Xiao Lang had only slightly bent his body, he had easily dealt with his complacent attack.

Lee Quanshui could not help but be stunned. He did not stop. His two fists changed into palms, his fingers slightly bent, and he threw himself at Xiao Lang's face.

In just a short while, Lee Quanshui had already used his ultimate move, Heart-Supporting Elbow. The Clap Claw, the Steel Knee Leg, and other moves were endless. Each of his moves was vicious, but Xiao Lang's attacks seemed to be weak. He had already neutralized his attacks.

Su Wanying stood in the distance and observed. She could not help but be shocked. This kind of technique was somewhat familiar to her. Only in her grandfather's hands could she vaguely see that Xing Yi Fist combined the five elements of metal, wood, water, fire and earth. It was also the combination of Crushing Fist (metal), Drill Fist (water), Collapsing Fist (wood), Cannon Fist (fire) and Cross Fist (earth). It was easy to break them apart with each move. Without decades of hard work, he would not be able to do it at all.

Looking at Xiao Lang, she felt that it was a little strange. No matter how she looked at it, this guy was only a few years older than her. That was to say, it was impossible to reach this level from her mother's womb! It was simply strange!

Lee Quanshui suddenly shouted out loudly. Both of his hands assumed the position of the Eagle Claw Technique, but it was completely different from the Eagle Claw Technique. His hands did not slow down at all as he attacked. The force was strong and vigorous, and it was hard and soft at the same time. When people saw it, they could not help but feel relieved.

Chung Wuji wiped the cold sweat off his forehead. He did not expect this guy to take so many moves from Old Li. It seemed that he could not hold on much longer, so it was better to shout out loud in excitement.

Martial arts instructor, who was standing beside Su Wanying, was short and fat, but his eyes were full of vigor. He suddenly turned around and said, "Wanying, Old Li did a good job. Your Form and Will Fist is really unfathomable."

"Senior brother, your words are a bit to ruin our family's prestige. Our Tai Yi Fist is not necessarily worse than Xing Yi Fist. I think Old Li will not be able to withstand it any longer." The short fatty was called Xu Yiping, and his junior brother was called Yang Peng. He was about 1.7 meters tall. Although he was not tall, he looked firm and steady. He looked at Xiao Lang and said.

Su Wanying did not have the time to argue with him. Suddenly she screamed, "Not good, Old Li is in danger!"