Proficiency Panel Right At The Beginning

Zhang Li couldn't help but give him a sideways glance.

"Do you think you have surpassed the mastery of boxing, and your physique has reached that point, and you haven't even explored the limit of your physical fitness so much? You haven't even learned how to crawl, and you are thinking about how to run."

Lu Ren shrugged, and didn't ask too much. After all, the scene of beating and pulling really made him feel uncomfortable, and the high-concentration nutritional pills were indeed a good product for him to assist in martial arts. Some of the precious medicines did not give way too much.

numb.

He and Zhang casually found a table and sat down, and were having a good meal when a somewhat cold voice came into his ears.

"You are the small boxing species, the true inheritance of Feng Falcon boxing?"

Lu Ren raised his head upon hearing the sound, and looked at a tall and slender young man standing in front of him.

He is called a tall and slender youth because he is nearly two meters tall. Although his muscles are bulging and his muscles are like iron, they are very tight and he looks tall and slender.

Zhang Li frowned, and said softly: "He Liran, your skin is itchy, isn't it?"

He Liran's head shrank in a subtle way, and then he straightened his neck, and with a hard voice, he refused to look at Zhang Li's cannibalistic eyes, looked directly at Lu Ren and said: "Feng Falcon Boxing is just a small boxing type, that is, in An'an It is rated as a top-notch boxing sequence in the management office, and it's ostentatious!"

After finishing speaking, He Liran stared at Lu Ren with burning eyes, and looked at Lu Ren with a hopeful face, as if he could foresee that the other party would be furious after hearing him openly insulting the boxing skills he had practiced, and slapped the table to fight him. Compete.

"oh."

"oh?!!"

Lu Ren was casual and indifferent, and his attitude as if I stayed out of it made He Liran doubt life.

Could it be that the ridicule was wrong, the other party didn't practice Feng Falcon Fist?

Even the group of warriors who were waiting to eat melons were full of astonishment. They did not expect that Lu Ren would not provoke He Liran's ridicule at all.

Lu Ren also wondered in his heart at this time, what are these people's minds, can't they be more gentle, provocative when they come out, like a third-rate novel makes him feel inexplicably embarrassed, readers will think this It's poisonous, okay?

What are these people thinking in their minds are all in one system, and in what age, the cerebellum is still so underdeveloped?

He really doesn't have the so-called sense of honor in boxing. The boxing style of Feng Falcon Boxing is also exchanged for some technological items he brought out from a world of alien ruins.

Seriously speaking, he was able to obtain this boxing technique based entirely on trading. Although he was apprenticed to Li Ziqing, he also said that boxing technique is boxing technique, so why does it involve sectarian views? It is just a tool to improve the limit of the body.

What about the pattern, the taste, the bearing?

Zhang Li was also taken aback for a moment, looking at Lu Ren who continued to eat his meal without any reaction, he seemed a little dazed too.

Seeing that He Liran was still standing here, Lu Ren raised his eyebrows and said: "Do you have anything else to do? If not, please stay away from me. If you are so big standing by my side, I will be very unhappy to eat."

He Liran blushed and shouted: "Sister Li, I think this person is too arrogant, I request to challenge him one-on-one!!"

What is this, every time a newcomer comes over, they will be rectified?

What bad manners?

Before Lu Ren could react, Zhang Li got up, and punched out with a cold face. The muscles in the arms that seemed to have no muscles suddenly stretched, and the veins were prominent and even twisted!

The white and slender fist was like an alloy hammer, breaking through the air with full strength, making a muffled sound, and hitting He Liran's abdominal cavity heavily.

A muffled thunder exploded!

A body weighing more than 200 jin and nearly 300 jin was actually hung in the air under this punch, retreating three meters away, kneeling on the ground suddenly, covering his stomach, opening his eyes wide, his mouth widened but He couldn't make any sound, and his saliva flowed all over the floor.

Lu Ren's eyes narrowed, the power Zhang Li's punch just now erupted was beyond his expectation, although he didn't do his best and left four or five parts of his strength, but he felt that his punch with all his strength might not be as good as the opponent's really broke out.

Women's physiques are inherently weaker than men's. To train the explosive power of boxing to this level, I am afraid that they are only one step away from the great success of boxing.

Female martial arts masters are rare, and even rarer are those who have practiced boxing to this level.

And the melon-eating people around seemed to be accustomed to this, and they all looked at this scene with a smile, obviously He Liran did this kind of thing a lot.

Zhang Li apologized to Lu Ren: "I'm sorry to let you encounter this kind of thing as soon as you came in. They are just dissatisfied with Feng Falcon Fist being classified as a first-class boxing method, and they think it is not worthy of the name."

No wonder he didn't see Li Ziqing, maybe he was so annoyed by the people around him that he didn't bother to come here?

Not really, it should be because he doesn't want to bully the children.

After all, most of the people present looked at him very badly, but his strength was not so interesting.

Is it a dispute between boxing schools?

It seems that many of the personnel in the security management office are joined by folk boxing schools. Although Zhang Li has repeatedly stated that the existence of sectarianism in the security management office is not too serious, there is still a chain of discrimination...

It's normal.

Lu Ren glanced at He Liran who had been resting on the ground for a long time, even though he was convulsed by a punch, after he was relieved, his neck was still stiff, he did not dare to look at Zhang Li, and stared straight at Lu Ren.

"Do you dare to compete with me?"

Lu Ren breathed a sigh of relief, put the last piece of meat on the plate into his mouth, chewed and said, "Okay, I'm in a hurry, let's compare here, I'm not full yet, let's treat it as an activity before the main meal gone."

Zhang Li: "Lu Ren, there is no need to..."

"It's okay Captain Zhang. After all, if you don't show your strength when you come in, there will always be people jumping up and down and shouting non-stop. I hate this way of getting along. It's easier for me to talk with fists."

Lu Ren's words were not loud or small, and could be heard in the whole restaurant, which immediately made some people watching not far away show displeasure and feel unhappy.

Lu Ren could see the faces of these people, tsk, look, these people always take their seats.

Zhang Li opened his mouth, and finally sighed. Lu Ren was right. These guys came from some first-class boxing schools. It took a lot of effort to set up this safety management office. Before the cultivated people have fully grown up, they still need these people to support their appearance.

Moreover, the integration of this kind of private experts is also essential, so as to form a healthy internal competition mechanism.

If you don't fight, you can't get through, and he is not a person who is afraid of getting into trouble.

Lu Ren got up and walked not far from He Liran, hugged his hands, tilted his head, and heard a series of bone rubbing sounds from his neck.

"Do you need me to give you a break?"

"To deal with you?" He Liran sneered: "No need."

The guy in front of him looked about 1.9 meters tall, with well-defined muscles under his clothes, and he looked very powerful. What made him more concerned was that the opponent's shoulders were broad and thick, and his shoulder and neck muscles were protruding.

Most of those who practice Feng Falcon Fist are of this shape, with the muscles of the waist, abdomen and back as the core, bursting out with astonishing attack frequency and lethality.

However, my muscles are the most attractive! ! !

Roaring in his heart, He Liran tore off his shirt, revealing his body like a pile of rocks.