Zou Zichuan's tall body gives people an extremely strange feeling. He walks through the sandbag without any obstacles, flowing in the flowing water, and is extremely smooth.

Just as Zou Zichuan entered the sandbag area, the man kicked the railing into a twist and deformation, and immediately a kite turned over and chased him over the railing.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

...

The man was following like lightning, his feet, fists, and elbows kept hitting the sandbag. Zou Zichuan did not confront him head-on, but still dodged in the sandbag area like a swimming fish.

The sandbag area is very large, with nearly a thousand square meters. Heavy sandbags and small ball-shaped sandbags hit each other. Zou Zichuan seemed to have returned to the No. 7 training room. These sandbags turned into light and shadow balls. Zou Zichuan walked among the sandbags rhythmically to avoid the fierce fists and feet...

In fact, Zou Zichuan's bloodline is not alive now, and his whole body is a little depressed. The three-day coma has caused a slight deterioration in his physical function. He needs rhythmic activities to make his body reach its peak state, and this fighting master is undoubtedly the best candidate.

As soon as Zou Zichuan entered this sandbag area, he noticed this man who was training crazy. The man's fist was very fast and powerful. Generally speaking, the rhythm of the sandbag should be changed within 3 minutes. Most people will only fight hard, and in less than 30 seconds, they will be exhausted and out of breath and seem to have insufficient endurance. In fact, they cannot breathe, attacks have no purpose, and do not know how to change, which will greatly consume physical strength, but the effect is poor. However, this man hits the sandbag like lightning with high-frequency movements, but it can not show any fatigue, which shows how strong the endurance of this man is...

Two big men were walking wildly in the dense sandbags, making the people around them stunned. However, soon, some people turned from being stunned to contempt. In people's eyes, confrontation can attract the audience. This kind of escape is very despised.

Of course, people's contemptuous eyes were looking at Zou Zichuan. In everyone's eyes, that shirtless man was the real man.

Not only were some onlookers looking contempt, but the teenagers with Huangpu Qihoo all looked dissatisfied. They were watching the show, not watching running.

"Brother Hu, this fat man is so bad." Xiao Liao looked at Zou Zichuan who was running away with a mocking look on his face.

"Yes, seeing that the seven bitches take him seriously, I really think they are characters, but then I know they are a waste, grandma, a waste of time, Brother Hu, let's go, I'm too lazy to watch, it's boring!" A Fei suddenly felt bored as he watched the two of them chasing and running in the sandbag.

"No, wait." Huangpu Qiho suddenly became serious, with a kind of mature precocious maturity on his face.

"What's wrong?" A Fei felt something was wrong with Huangpu Qihoo.

"Didn't you notice it? Does this fat man seem to have no obstacles in the sandbag? Do you seem too free?"

"The body movement is good, no, Brother Hu, I'm asking you what's wrong?" A Fei felt that Huangpu Qiho's expression was very different from what he saw normally.

"A Fei, we are all going to grow up." Huangpu Qiho smiled slightly and patted A Fei on the shoulder.

...

A Fei was stunned and looked at each other with a group of teenagers. Inexplicably, the atmosphere was a little depressed, and everyone lowered their heads with a sad look on their faces and thoughts.

"Haha, I thought, I was just growing up. It turns out that we have all grown up." A Fei showed a different maturity on his face and said with a look of loss.

"It seems that we are all escaping from growing up. In fact, we are all growing up. We pretend to be children every day, hey..."

Xiao Liao sighed, suddenly exerted force, kicking the floating skateboard on the ground. The skateboard was lifted by the sudden bursting force and ran forward suddenly, hitting a metal chair hard, making a burst sound. Then, a group of teenagers almost kicked the skateboard under their feet, immediately attracting several security personnel. Xiao Liao was too lazy to speak, so he pulled out a golden card and threw it over. Several vicious security guards immediately became respectful.

Several security guards cleaned up the broken floating skateboard and left, turning a blind eye to the two people fighting in the sandbag area. For them, such fighting happens every day. As long as there is no life, no weapons, and no damage to public property, they will basically let it go. After all, some people with excessive energy gather here to vent their catharsis. It is impossible not to fight.

Seeing the baby skateboard being taken away like garbage, a group of teenagers inexplicably relaxed a lot, as if it was a heavy burden.

Those skateboards are broken, representing the end of an era!

Those skateboards are broken, representing the beginning of a new era!

No one noticed this small change, no one noticed the transformation of these teenagers, because everyone's eyes were focused on the battle in the sandbag area.

At this time, the two figures in the sandbag area were getting faster and faster, and countless afterimages appeared. The man seemed to be a little angry. Because of the violent activities, a cloud of fog evaporated all over his body. On the contrary, Zou Zichuan always looked calm and composed.

For Zou Zichuan, the environment here is simply pediatric compared to the No. 7 training room, and it is not in the same realm. He can come and go freely in the thousands of light and shadow balls, and in this motionless sandbag it is like a fish entering the water...

The onlookers slowly saw a clue, and gradually changed from contemptuous eyes to surprise. Even a person who didn't know how to fight could see that this fat man's body movement had reached its peak, and every disguised movement was like a ghost, making people's eyes unable to chase.

Who will be the final winner?

Almost everyone had this idea. If this situation continues, the fat man has been invincible. In this thousand square sandbag area, he has a ghostly body movement, which means that the fighting champion will never catch up with him.

Sudden!

The strong man stopped, his strong chest undulated rapidly, and his muscles raised like steel plates. Almost at the same time, Zou Zichuan also stopped...

"If you are a man, come here!" The fierce man stood like a mountain, with red eyes looking at Zou Zichuan fiercely. The two were more than twenty meters apart. In fact, the two could not see each other's faces at all, because there were countless large and small sandbags hanging in the middle.

Zou Zichuan didn't say anything, but he moved and walked towards the macho step by step.

The atmosphere suddenly became depressing, and the onlookers felt that the air became suffocating, as if the huge space had no oxygen...

Just when everyone was paying attention, the fat man stopped in front of a sandbag. Everyone's hearts jumped first, followed by a wave of disappointment. Everyone thought that the fat man would not dare to confront the tough guy head-on.

Suddenly, everyone suddenly opened their eyes wide because they saw the fat man closing his fist and punching...

With a heavy muffled sound of "Peng!", the fat man hit the heavy sandbag blocking his way.

"Brush..." The sound of sand leaking to the ground.

The entire training hall became extremely quiet. A pair of shocked eyes looked at the sandbag that was being beaten to the point of being leaked quickly. It was clearly seen that the thick red dragon skin sandbag seemed to be penetrated by heavy machinery, which was shocking. Everyone felt a sense of fear. If this punch hit the body, would it hit the body against it?

"He...he...what is he...he's going to do?" A Fei looked at the fat man walking forward step by step in the sand with horror in horror. He felt a terrified feeling.

"It seems...it seems...it seems...it is the sandbag blocking his way..." Xiao Liao felt a strong pressure and took a step back inexplicably.

"Yes, yes, it's the sandbag that blocked his way!" Huangpu Qiho clenched his fists, and a crazy look rose from his eyes.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

...

Zou Zichuan looked cold and walked forward step by step. Every step he took gave people a feeling of moving the earth and shaking the mountains. It was a kind of domineering attitude. Zou Zichuan's image seemed to become taller at this moment, like a mountain.

"Bang!"

Zou Zichuan stopped again, and his body was in front of him. Another heavy sandbag. Everyone felt their hearts tight, as if they were stirred by a meat grinder, which made people feel extremely uncomfortable.

Sure enough, as people expected, the fat man punched again.

"Peng!"

With a loud bang, this punch was different from the beginning, and it was more penetrating. The whole sandbag seemed to explode. The tough red dragon leather was like paper, and the pupils around the people were tightening. I don’t know when, the training suit on the fat man’s upper body had exploded, revealing a burst of muscles. The muscles were jumping slightly under the skin, as if they contained endless power...

"Peng!"

"Peng!"

...

The route Zou Zichuan was always in a straight line. All the sandbags blocking his way were blown up by him with one punch, and the entire training area was bursting with gravel.

Only then did people realize that the fat man had no trace of fat on his body, they were all muscles one by one. The muscles were not the sudden bulge, but instead gave people a very soft feeling. However, everyone felt the power contained in the muscles.

Looking at Zou Zichuan getting closer step by step, the macho's body trembled slightly at first, and immediately, his fighting spirit became high, his body was still motionless, and his burning eyes were staring in front of him.

There are three more sandbags!

The macho can already see the feet under the sandbag.

Zou Zichuan stopped again, and his momentum grew wildly. In Zou Zichuan's eyes, the three sandbags were already lined up in a straight line...

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