Chapter 769: When Will You Become Number One in the World?

The late summer sun was still dazzling, shining through the glass door onto the leather floor of the fight club.

Junko was sitting on her knees, with a bamboo knife on her right hand.

As a descendant of a kendo family, every time her grandfather had a sparring match with others, she would sit on her knees and watch the fight.

But that was a long time ago. In recent years, most of her energy has been focused on her idol career. Although kendo has not been abandoned, she has not practiced much.

This time he pretended to hold a sword, but in fact it was just to support Izumi-chan.

It is said that the opponent this time is a master from a family in the capital, and his martial arts must be very good. Apart from Izumi-chan, he is the best fighter among them.

In order to boost her momentum, she also took out the bamboo knife that she hadn't touched for a long time.

Although the possibility of being useful is not very high.

"Your grandfather sent me a message before, asking you to come back to Tokyo when you have time. Your parents miss you very much."

Luo Quan was sitting on the chair next to him, with his legs crossed and his expression very calm.

Comparing Junzi's gloomy little face, those who didn't know thought it was her and not Luo Quan who would be on stage later.

"Didn't I just go back in March?" Junko was stunned. The last time he went back to report last year's results to his grandfather, he was praised a lot and told that he should work hard, don't worry about them, and must make a name for himself.

How come it has only been a few months and I already miss her again?

There are obviously video calls every week.

Luo Quan shook his head: "Then I don't know. Anyway, you are right to listen to the elders."

"Luobao, are you sure this time? Why do I think the doctors and nurses are here?"

Wen Xia asked her friend nervously. She saw four medical staff in white coats walking in from the back door, carrying a lot of medical equipment for rescue, including defibrillators, portable pacemakers and stretchers. .

In this posture, one of the two must go out lying down today.

Luo Quan patted Wen Xia's shoulder gently: "There is a high probability that it won't be needed, but you should be prepared."

As he was talking, the door was pushed open.

Three people, two men and one woman, walked in.

The girl, Luo Quan, still had some impression that Wang Xiu, the boss of Jiaoyang Artists, had met her on Weibo night before. Today she came over and put on the same thick makeup as last time.

The other two men were both wearing Chinese tunic suits.

One is short and fat, and seems to have nothing wrong with him, but his steps are sloppy and his breath is short. At first glance, he looks like he is often slutty, and it will only be a matter of time before his body begins to weaken.

The other one is not simple.

He is about 1.7 meters tall, slightly shorter than Luo Quan.

But he has a lean physique, his left and right temples are bulging high, his face is angular, and his eyes are full of sharpness. The backs of his two long hands are covered with thick dark calluses. Every step he takes will leave a shallow line on the floor. print.

This is a master!

Before this, the only master Luo Quan had ever encountered was Junko's grandfather.

At that time, the two had a discussion about Junko becoming an idol, and it seemed that they were evenly matched.

But later, after her strength improved by leaps and bounds, she realized how much water Junko and her grandfather had released at that time.

It's a pity that he didn't have the chance to fight the Japanese sword master again, otherwise Luo Quan would have a clearer understanding of the peak of human combat power.

The man in front of him looked much younger than Junko's grandfather, definitely less than forty years old.

But his aura is no less than that of senior Yagyu.

Moreover, boxing is afraid of young people. This young man does not carry weapons, and is obviously good at boxing and kicking. This age group is definitely at the peak of his combat power.

Luo Quan stood up, tied the thick hair behind him into a golden ponytail with a rubber band, and then gently kicked the chair under him to the wall very smoothly, and it was stable when the back of the chair was still one millimeter away from the wall. Stopped steadily.

A simple kick made the young man's pupils shrink.

Before coming here, he only knew that Luo Quan was stronger than many weightlifters, but he didn't expect that his grasp of strength could be so exquisite.

This has almost reached the state of transformation!

"Li Shan!"

The young man stopped ten meters away from Luo Quan and bowed his hands in greeting.

Generally speaking, before the competition, you will tell what sect you are, but I didn't say it here, and there is a high probability that you don't or don't want others to know.

"Luo Quan."

Luo Quan followed suit and responded.

"I think there is really no need to get to this point. After all, we had no grudges in the past and have no grudges in the recent days."

Another short, fat middle-aged man spoke, and Luo Quan immediately recognized that he was the boss of the Jiaoyang artist boss last night.

"Yes, yes, this kind of fighting is not good no matter which side is injured." Wang Xiuye ​​quickly nodded in agreement.

"It's okay if you don't fight. Then Hao Liu will apologize immediately." This was Luo Quan's long-standing request.

She did not have any grudge against Jiaoyang Artist, she just simply wanted to seek justice for the disabled girl.

After saying this, everyone knew that there was no room for change.

The middle-aged man and Wang Xiu stepped back to the wall, and the people on Luo Quan's side also stepped back more than ten meters.

"What's the rule?"

Li Shan has been living in the Zhao family since his retirement and has received many favors from the Zhao family.

Over the years, the number of times he has been serious with others has been very few, but his skills have never fallen off for a moment.

Although he had heard that Luo Quan was very powerful, he felt that he would not lose.

After all, no one in the entire Forty-Nine City who is more powerful than him can slap him in the face, and there is not a single woman among them.

"Just stop it."

Luo Quan said a conservative rule. After all, it was just a discussion. If there were any problems, she would still have to face a lawsuit.

In fact, to put it bluntly, the Zhao family must have told Li Shan that Xu Sheng was not allowed to lose. If they really fight, they may not be able to stop it.

"OK."

Li Shan took a deep breath, then kicked off his left foot fiercely, and his body flew towards Luo Quan.

He passed by him almost instantly at a distance of ten meters.

Luo Quan frowned and felt a strong wind blowing towards him. It was Li Shan's big palm hitting him from above.

It was a typical whip hanging from the arm. Luo Quan estimated that it was hit so hard that a normal person's bones would burst immediately.

The enemy's consciousness is higher than she imagined, and he will show no mercy and strike without mercy.

"In this case……"

Luo Quan pursed his lips and pressed his shoulders directly into Li Shan's arms, using the iron mountain support in Bajiquan.

Male fans all over the world are probably longing for the day they can embrace Luo Quan.

But if it was Luo Quan who was running towards him in this form, it would probably not be a good thing.

Even though Li Shan had reacted and raised his arms in front of him, he still felt as if he had been hit by a running rhinoceros.

He took several steps back in a messy manner. Li Shan's face was as red and swollen as a lantern on New Year's Eve, and his series of coughs were like firecrackers.

"If you have real skills, show them all, otherwise you will lose miserably."

Luo Quan's eyes were full of excitement. Ever since her combat power soared, she had not displayed her abilities as unscrupulously as she did today.

Today I finally found a sandbag that doesn’t rot so easily.

"Mr. Li."

The middle-aged man from the Zhao family shouted to him worriedly.

"It's okay." Li Shan raised his hand to indicate that he was fine.

"I was careless. I didn't expect a girl to be able to practice Bajiquan to this level." Li Shan took a few deep breaths to calm down the surging energy and blood, and his face returned to normal.

If he guessed correctly, Luo Quan should also be a transcendent.

This kind of strength cannot be obtained by talent or training, and she is still so young.

"Don't underestimate girls, women can hold up half the sky." Luo Quan stretched out his right hand forward. This posture is exactly the asking hand in Wing Chun.

If I were to say Wing Chun Luo Quan again, it would be just like the one in the movie.

Boxing created by women is naturally most suitable for women to use.

Seeing Luo Quan's posture, Li Shan also had a headache.

Compared with the fierce Bajiquan, Wing Chun's more yin style is actually more difficult to deal with.

Especially when Luo Quan has such strange power.

It seems like it won’t work if I don’t show my true skills today.

Li Shan pinched a vertical line between his eyebrows, his expression was very solemn, his big palm turned into a fist, and he rushed towards Luo Quan again.

This time, his movement was as fast as a snake, and his shadow on the ground flashed past in the sunlight, almost impossible to catch.

But Luo Quan saw all of this, including his two arms that were swung like electric fans.

The speed and power of the through-arm boxing were vividly displayed by Li Shan. Every time he swung his arms, he squeezed the air and made a muffled sound.

It's a pity that every time, there is an unreachable distance from Luoquan.

The powerful dynamic vision caused Li Shan's phantom movements to be slowed down several times in her eyes.

Just like bullet time in The Matrix, everything she looked at became slow motion, allowing her to deal with it calmly.

Li Shan's attacks were indeed fast and fierce. Even if fifteen or six of them met an average strong man, they wouldn't be able to defeat him.

Unfortunately, her opponent is herself.

"Be careful!"

After repelling Li Shan's more than 20 strikes with the through-arm whip, Luo Quan spoke softly, and the latitude of his right arm suddenly expanded in a large circle.

If he wasn't wearing long sleeves, everyone could see the sharp muscles of Luo Quan's entire right arm.

Like a spring, her right fist accelerated in a very short space.

Fortunately, with this reminder and Li Shan's keen intuition, he could block in time, so that his chest could not receive Luo Quan's punch.

However, even if Li Shan folded his palms in front of him and used all his strength to resolve it, it was still to no avail.

It is said that Wing Chun is famous for its gentleness, but it is most famous for its extremely fierce inch punch.

It claims to be able to break stone bricks and wooden boards with just a lift of the elbow without swinging the arms. The force period is very short, but the power is very powerful.

Li Shan didn’t know much about Wing Chun. He only knew that the Inch Quan was powerful, but he didn’t know how powerful it was.

But after his body bent like a cooked shrimp and his back arched backwards and flew several meters, he finally knew.

After landing, Li Shan took several steps back before he could barely stabilize his body. His legs trembled for a while, but he couldn't bear it anymore and knelt on the ground.

After taking this punch, his body felt really uncomfortable. His internal organs were in severe pain as if they were boiling. This was a sign of internal injury.

Fortunately, Luo Quan reminded him, otherwise he would not be as simple as kneeling down now.

"doctor!"

Seeing that the winner was decided, Luo Quan directly called the doctor next to him to come over and prepare for rescue, but Li Shan raised his hand to stop him.

"No, it's not serious enough to require a doctor, and Western medicine can't treat internal injuries."

Li Shan waited for a long time, and finally stood up tremblingly, looking at Luo Quan with complex expressions in his eyes: "You are really a formidable young man. Not only do you have the status of a master in Baji Quan, but you also give in to Wing Chun. It's really A rare martial arts wizard in a century."

"Thank you for the compliment. In fact, I'm just strong and fast." Luo Quan said modestly with a smile.

But there is nothing wrong with her saying that. After all, martial arts in the world are invincible, except for speed.

With enough strength and speed, even the best punches can defeat the master.

And these martial arts only maximize her advantages in strength and speed.

"By the way, in your circle, what is your level of strength?"

After the fight, Luo Quan asked about the thing he was most concerned about.

"It was in the top ten before, but after a while it will be hard to say." Li Shan replied with a bitter look on his face, and then coughed violently again.

"How do you say this?" Luo Quan felt that she was close to the answer she wanted, but Li Shan's answer made her face darken.

"Keep it secret and don't let outsiders tell it."

"Outsiders?" Luo Quan's eyes widened, "What does this mean? Am I not Chinese?"

"That's not what I mean. When I say outsiders, I mean something else... In short, I just can't say it." Li Shan remained tight-lipped and refused to reveal any useful information.

Faced with this situation, Luo Quan definitely couldn't resort to torture to extract a confession, so he could only wave his hand: "Forget it, just go and recuperate."

After saying that, he turned to look at the short, fat middle-aged man aside: "What's your surname?"

"No need to pay, Zhao Liqiang." The middle-aged man replied with a bad look on his face.

Unexpectedly, Mr. Li actually lost, and he lost so miserably. He was completely crushed. This Luo Quan is simply ridiculously strong. It turns out that the so-called strongest female boxer before was not a fan's boast, but a real thing!

"Do you know what to do next? Let Hao Liu and her parents sincerely apologize to the girl and then make it public.

Once we've finished our work, we'll forget it. "

Zhao Liqiang did not speak, his forehead was already covered with beads of sweat.

Luo Quan raised his eyebrows: "Why, is this request difficult? Or do you plan to refuse to admit defeat?"

"I can't make the decision on this matter. I need to go back and discuss it."

"Then we'll go back and discuss it, but it's best to have a result tomorrow."

Luo Quan didn't say any threatening words, he just ran to the sandbag next to him, then raised his leg and kicked sideways.

Junko's eyes lit up, this was a classic move in karate.

Then there was a loud "bang" sound, and the thick sandbag held by one person was kicked into two pieces by her, and the sand flew ten meters away in a jet shape.

Li Shan swallowed hard when he saw this scene. It turned out that this was her full strength!