Jiang Zhihan stopped from his body, and the three people on the opposite side looked back and stopped. The big man in the sportswear shouted respectfully, "Brother Wang".

Brother Wang asked, "What's going on?"

The big man in the sportswear opened his mouth. I don’t know what to say, Ha Shaowen on the ground was already screaming, “Boss Wang, this kid relies on his two tricks to bully the people in our basketball team. He is very cruel.”

Brother Wang looked at Jiang Zhihan, "What are your explanations?"

Jiang Zhihan was also looking at the person opposite, about 1.85 meters tall, square face, straight facial features, and surprisingly thick eyebrows, but there was a momentum of being powerful without anger.

Jiang Zhihan didn't want to explain, but seeing that Brother Wang looked quite decent, he thought that it would be appropriate for him to play Xiao Feng, so he said briefly: "These two on the ground teased my friends for no reason."

Zhuge Xiong shouted on the ground: "It's nothing, I'll just praise them for a few words, *** I don't know what's wrong."

Brother Wang knew the character of these two people well, frowned, and Wen Yan said to Jiang Zhihan: "If they speak rudely, I apologize for them."

Jiang Zhihan looked at him in shock, and Brother Wang raised his thick eyebrows, "But you are ruthless enough to start. How many years have you practiced?"

Jiang Zhihan sneered: "I haven't learned how to fight three of them, but I still have to hold back."

Brother Wang smiled gently: "Even if there is something wrong with them, you have already punished me. But I was called out by them and the person below was knocked over. I can't help but express it."

Jiang Zhihan looked at the eldest brother Wang again. Judging from his demeanor, he should not be simply strong, but a trainer.

At this time, Ni Shang had already pulled Ruan Fangfang up and said, "It's not that we want to fight, he's just defending himself. In the end, there's always a difference between right and wrong." After pausing, he added, "If you get hurt, we can pay for medical treatment." Ni Shang witnessed Jiang Zhihan's skills and felt a little thrilling, but she intuitively felt that the person in front of her was much more dangerous than others, and she couldn't help but rush to speak to push the battle for Jiang Zhihan.

Brother Wang glanced at the two girls opposite, smiled and said to Jiang Zhihan: "I was angry with the beauty, haha, it was the hero who was sad to pass the beauty." He also said to Ni Shang: "Don't worry, we will stop there."

Jiang Zhihan is also an arrogant person. Seeing that Brother Wang was determined to be able to take care of himself, he couldn't help but feel annoyed and snorted coldly.

Brother Wang looked over and asked, "How about it?"

Ni Shang wanted to speak again, but Jiang Zhihan waved his hand and said to the two girls: "Go back to where he was standing just now."

For the first time in his life, Jiang Zhihan faced people who had practiced Kung Fu outside of his master, so how could he have no expectations in his heart? Although his mind was clear, Jiang Zhihan's heart was slowly burning, and a strong sense of fighting came out. He smiled and said, "I hope you don't let me down."

Brother Wang still looked leisurely, "I hope we don't let each other down."

Jiang Zhihan made a start and said, "Jiang Zhihan."

Brother Wang put away his smile, "Wang Yining, please make a move."

When Jiang Zhihan saw Wang Yining's posture, he knew that he was the first master he met except his master. However, although Mr. Yang had corrected his posture step by step and demonstrated his moves, he had never really practiced with Jiang Zhihan. Jiang Zhihan was actually unsure of how to fight with a real warrior.

Jiang Zhihan stared at Wang Yining's eyes and glanced at his shoulders from the outside. Wang Yining had no sign of movement, his hands were hanging beside him, quietly waiting for Jiang Zhihan's move.

Jiang Zhihan adjusted his breathing and turned his inner breath around, and let out a light whisper, and he had already started to move. His first move was to sideways and raise his palms to attack Wang Yining's left. Wang Yining sent a random letter, which was more than twice as fast as the few people just now. Without waiting for the two palms to intersect, Jiang Zhihan stepped on his footwork and turned to attack Wang Yining's right. Wang Yining was unmoved. Standing there, he still stretched out his hand accurately and blocked Jiang Zhihan's way.

Jiang Zhihan took a deep breath, and his breathing was getting faster and faster. In a blink of an eye, he had already attacked seven or eight palms like a storm, but he returned in vain every time. Wang Yining, both his vision, degree, angle, and grasped it just right, leaving no loopholes for his opponent. The basketball team watching could not help but take a breath, and it felt like the boy named Jiang did not use all his skills just now.

After Jiang Zhihan attacked hard, he retreated and gasped slightly.

Wang Yining smiled and said, "That's all?"

Jiang Zhihan replied: "It's your turn."

Wang Yining shouted OK, straightened his body, as if he had suddenly become a little taller. Wang Yining stepped forward slowly, walked up to him, and pushed Jiang Zhihan into the chest with a plain and unpretentious punch.

Jiang Zhihan let out, and took steps to deal with his opponent while observing his moves. Wang Yining played a set of long fists with simple tricks, but with the changes in his wrist, body shape, and footwork, many combinations of changes. He was tall and long, and his punches were dense and rigorous. Jiang Zhihan could not find any flaws and could only dodge them blindly.

Wang Yining suddenly shouted, "What's the point of always dodging?" The degree suddenly became two points faster. Jiang Zhihan originally thought that he was smaller and had the advantage of possession, so he wanted to rely on his flexibility to observe slowly and find the opponent's flaws. Unexpectedly, the opponent did not use all his strength at the beginning. This addition was completely beyond Jiang Zhihan's expectations. For a moment, the fist had been handed to him and he lost the opportunity to retreat.

Jiang Zhihan was calm in the face of danger, inhaled and turned sideways, and used the trick of surrounding Wei and saving Zhao. Wang Yining was waiting for his move, and finally got a firm match with Jiang Zhihan.

Jiang Zhihan felt a strong push and couldn't help but take two steps back. According to Jiang Zhihan's strength, it would be enough to take one step back. This extra step was to naturally eliminate the opponent's advance. Wang Yining had the advantage in one move, and did not give Jiang Zhihan any chance to breathe and dodge, and called him one by one. Jiang Zhihan couldn't dodge and stretched out his hand to block it every time. After blocking eleven or two, his body had retreated for more than twenty steps, and he retreated farther back than where Ni Shang and the others stood.

Wang Yining suddenly stopped his fist, jumped back two small steps, and said with a smile: "That's it? I can't beat me like this."

Jiang Zhihan felt very hated. He took a step back every time to eliminate Wang Yining's strength. When his offensive was exhausted, he would turn the defense into an offensive. Unexpectedly, halfway through the fight, this guy suddenly retracted his punches and retreated, and he had to stop the momentum.

Jiang Zhihan wiped sweat from his forehead and said, "I want something new? I have a close-fitting skill, you're ready."

As he spoke, Jiang Zhihan rushed forward. Wang Yining wanted to see Jiang Zhihan's close-up capture, so he no longer blocked the periphery. Ren Jiang Zhihan arrived in front of him. The next moment, he knew that he had made a huge mistake.

Jiang Zhihan's palms flew like butterflies, aiming at Wang Yining's joint keys at the shoulders, elbows and wrists. Wang Yining had never seen such a wonderful grasping hand, so he could only rely on years of hard practice, fast eyes and steady hands, unstoppable and hard to defend. Two or three times, his joint keys were placed by Jiang Zhihan's hands, and he defeated more than one with his own strength, and he could barely escape from the mastery.

Jiang Zhihan has just broken through the bottleneck of his grasping hand these past few weeks. His technique is so exquisite that he cannot speak the same day as a few weeks ago. For the first time, he used all his strength, but he felt his inner breath rotated, his whole body was very relaxed, and he couldn't help but shout and fight.

Wang Yining struggled to withstand more than twenty moves, and finally Jiang Zhihan took his wrist. Although he turned his wrist with all his strength to avoid the bad luck of being removed, Jiang Zhihan took advantage of his strength to use his old age and followed the trend and was taken into three or five steps into the slant, and almost couldn't stabilize his body.

Jiang Zhihan did not pursue him, looked at his opponent with a smile, and did not speak.

Wang Yining praised: "What a wonderful technique, it seems that I have returned you. Zero to one, let's come again."

Wang Yining rushed forward, but it was still the same long fist. This time he used it, but it was different. His punches were not always rushing forward, but added a kind of power to carry it back. He retracted and released, and deeply understood the essence of Zhang Chi's Taoism. Jiang Zhihan was bound by the power he brought back, and could not rely on his body to retreat like last time to eliminate his strength. Jiang Zhihan gritted his teeth several times, trying to break through his external defense, and used his approach to capture the enemy, and was strictly sealed.

Although this battle was not as exciting as the close combat just now, it was even more thrilling. Jiang Zhihan was bound by Wang Yining's boxing technique and was forced to block his attack with his hand. He had already blocked dozens of times in a few minutes. Gradually, Jiang Zhihan felt that his right hand was numb and swollen. Taking advantage of Jiang Zhihan's movements, Wang Yining punched his shoulder. Jiang Zhihan inhaled and shrank, and finally dissolved his strength, but he was still beaten by this punch and took five or six steps back.

The basketball team was stunned just now. Although they knew that Boss Wang could fight, they had never seen such a thrilling fight with their own eyes. At this time, the few people finally came to their senses and shouted. On this side, Ni Shang held Ruan Fangfang's hand, and his fingernails were pinched into her flesh without even notice. Ruan Fangfang was in pain and refused to scream, but felt her heart beating faster and faster.

Wang Yining stopped and said, "One to one. If you can't get close to me and use your grappling technique, you don't need to compare."

Jiang Zhihan moved his arms, and his luck turned around for two cycles. His arms, who felt numb, slowly regained consciousness. He looked at Wang Yining and said, "This is too early." His head was about to think of a strategy to defeat the enemy.

Wang Yining smiled and said, "Have you had a good rest? I'm coming." He took a few steps forward and punched him.

Jiang Zhihan stretched out his left hand to put it in. At the end, he turned his wrist to grab Wang Yining's wrist. Wang Yining's punch was powerful, but he was not afraid of Jiang Zhihan's capture, so he rammed it straight. Jiang Zhihan couldn't hold his hand, but his original intention was to block Wang Yining's fist. Taking advantage of this slowdown, Jiang Zhihan inhaled and shrank his shoulders, and actually carried the punch with his shoulders. Although the fist only touched the shoulders, the remaining one or two points of force remained, and Jiang Zhihan still felt a severe pain.

Jiang Zhihan punched hard, and took advantage of Wang Yining's surprise, and his other hand had accurately captured Wang Yining's wrist that had lost its kinetic energy. Wang Yining was not afraid at all, and pounded the other fist hard. Even if Jiang Zhihan could remove Wang Yining's right wrist with both hands, if Wang Yining's left fist was solid, it would be enough to knock Jiang Zhihan to the ground and break a few ribs.

Jiang Zhihan had already expected Wang Yining's move to surround Wei to save Zhao, but in fact he was waiting for this moment. He pulled Wang Yining's right hand and turned his body away, barely avoiding Wang Yining's left fist, but he was inevitably rubbed to the ribs. At the same time, Wang Yining turned his right hand and also took off Jiang Zhihan's mastery. Jiang Zhihan endured the pain and used two false moves in a row, and was hit twice in an attempt to make Wang Yining use both fists and expose the front space.

Jiang Zhihan took advantage of the moment when the white horse passed by, and had already bullied Wang Yining. He flew his hands and used his best close-up grasp. Wang Yining was not panicked and turned his arms to attack Jiang Zhihan. However, after more than thirty moves, Jiang Zhihan finally caught a flaw. Although he escaped the fate of being staggered at the end of the moment, Jiang Zhihan slapped his chest.

Jiang Zhihan stabilized his body and gasped loudly. The place where his right rib on his shoulder was hit was very painful, and his physical strength had reached its limit. After all, he had never experienced such a long and fierce fight. He was hit twice and successfully approached his body, but the final result was actually very limited.

Wang Yining stroked his chest with his hand, rubbed it, and smiled: "It's not bad, it's a tough guy. It's two to two. But if you continue to fight, you will lose."

Jiang Zhihan had indeed used his ability to do it. He had exhausted his scheming and exhausted his energy before he could barely get a draw. He nodded and admitted his opponent's judgment.

Wang Yining asked: "How long have you practiced?"

Jiang Zhihan said: "More than half a year."

Wang Yining sighed: "I have been practicing for ten years, and it is really useful to have a good master." Whether it is strength, vision, or experience, Wang Yining is more than just a little better than Jiang Zhihan, but Jiang Zhihan's tricks of capture are so exquisite that Wang Yining can't catch up with anything he has learned. Wang Yining did not use all his strength today, but he could force him to 80% of his skills in half a year of practice, and he was hit twice. He couldn't help but feel a little emotional.

Wang Yining clapped his hands and said, "When you come to Zhongda University, go to the History Department or Building 15, and say my name, you can find me."

Jiang Zhihan said: "Today I will hold back and wait for me to practice for another year, and I will definitely come and ask for advice."

Ha Shaowen shouted, "Boss, let it go."

Wang Yining glared at him, "What else do you want? I punched him three times, and each punch was only heavy and not lighter than the one you hit." Xiang Jiang Zhihan nodded and left the school gate. Although Ha Shaowen and Zhuge Xiong were unwilling to accept it, they saw the competition just now and knew their weight, so they followed behind and muttered.

Ni Shang ran up, not caring about Ruan Fangfang being beside him, grabbed Jiang Zhihan's hand and asked, "Are you okay?"

Jiang Zhihan gave her a comforting smile, Xuan frowned again and said, "There are a few flaws. Although there is nothing big, it should hurt for a few days." He turned his head and looked at Ruan Fangfang and said, "Has Chen Wenshi gone to call the teacher? Let's go back quickly to avoid the big deal."

Jiang Zhihan and Ni Shang and Ruan Fangfang walked back for two or three minutes, and saw Chen Wenshi riding a bicycle in front, following Teacher Li and another teacher he didn't know.

Jiang Zhihan smiled and said to Ni Shang, "I didn't expect Teacher Li to ride a bicycle."

Ni Shang said: "Teacher Li didn't grow up in Zhongzhou, so it's normal for him to ride a bike. You still have the time to think about these things."

When everyone gets together, it is inevitable to explain it. Fortunately, there is no bloody incident, and this matter soon ceases.
Chapter completed!