Chapter 22

The noise was so loud that many people could even be seen emerging from the second floor exit, looking around like wolves, trying to find out Wang Baole's appearance.

This scene immediately shocked Wang Baole. He was not afraid of a person, but this group

Wang Baole blinked, feeling that he was facing a group of people. Even if he counseled, he was not ashamed. Fortunately, there were people of all shapes in the club. He was not the only one who was fat, so he was not so conspicuous. Wang Baole soon left the club and returned to the ethereal Taoist temple.

In the club, people who couldn't find the fat rabbit were all bent and angry, and they decided to give him a good look when the fat rabbit came next time.

It's just that few people go to fight club every day, and the number of people in the club is too large. After all, it includes all the people who like fighting in the whole ethereal city.

So although many people witnessed Wang Baole's power that day, three days later, when Wang Baole came to the club again, there were still not many people who paid attention to him at the beginning.

Even if there is, it is difficult to spread because of the small number of people, which makes Wang Baole start his club trip every few times. Almost every time in the past, he will quickly develop from the obscurity of the first war to the final madness of the whole audience. Gradually, when Wang Baole went more than ten times, even if he was low-key, the legend of the fat rabbit was slowly spread

"Have you heard that there is a fat rabbit who likes to break people's fingers in the club!!"

"That fat rabbit is said to be extremely evil. When fighting with people, he only has fingers in his eyes!"

"I also heard that this guy is funny. If he doesn't break his fingers all the way, he won't even let go of his toes!!"

All kinds of rumors and comments were constantly spread throughout the club. In the end, no one knew, but every time Wang Baole played, he would be instantly concerned. Even the last time, Wang Baole found that someone paid attention to all the first floor entrances.

That's all. He also learned from others that someone seems to have organized a rabbit killing alliance, which shocked him. Fortunately, these hundreds of battles made him extremely skilled in finger breaking. He felt that he wanted to keep a low profile, so he ended his trial.

"These people are unreasonable. Since they are the free fight club, why are they so excited? I'm not breaking my fingers, I'm practicing grappling!" Wang Baole is angry. In fact, during this period of time, he will enter a dream almost every day to fight with the big sparring, and often go to the club after being abused to a certain extent.

Such a cycle not only allowed him to vent his pressure, but also made his skills advance by leaps and bounds. From the beginning, he was not the opponent of the big sparring, and was often solved in an instant. Until now, he can fight with the big sparring for a long time.

This progress made Wang Baole see hope. Although he didn't dare to continue to go to the club now, Wang Baole was finally sure after practicing for a period of time. He took a deep breath and started his dream.

The cold wind was biting, the sky was floating with snowflakes, and there was ice all around. In this familiar environment, Wang Baole held his breath and looked at the sparring figure slowly condensing in the distance, and his eyes showed the intention of war. It was really the fight between him and the big sparring for months, and he had been broken his fingers countless times, and he was already angry.

"This time, you must admit defeat!" Wang Baole moved his hands for a moment. At this moment, his breath changed, and his determination was pressing!

If Wang Baole was just a sword blank before, now he has rapidly transformed into a sharp sword out of its sheath after hundreds of battles in the club.

Although the combat experience is not rich to the extreme, it is far more than ever. Almost at the moment when the big sparring appeared, Wang Baole's speed suddenly exploded, leaped up in an instant, appeared beside the big sparring, and raised his right hand and grabbed it suddenly.

The great sparring looked as usual, his body did not retreat but entered, and the internal suction instantly spread, and he grabbed Wang Baole. At the moment they were about to touch, Wang Baole's eyes flashed, and the internal suction dispersed at the same time. There seemed to be an invisible vortex between the two, and with the mutual suction, they directly met each other.

With a bang, Wang Baole took a few steps backwards, just like the big sparring. Under the outbreak of suction, no one could do anything about the other party.

Wang Baole's eyes showed excitement. In a flash, he spread out at a high speed and approached again. Soon, he and the big sparring partner were constantly touching and bombarding in this dream.

His speed is fast, and the speed of the big Sparring Practice is not slow. Gradually, we can only see the two figures intertwined with each other. Each time, it seems that there is suction exploding after the extreme, which makes the wind and snow around us, sometimes rapidly approaching, sometimes violently scattered.

If outsiders see this scene here, they must be shocked. In fact, the battle between Wang Baole and the great sparring has gone beyond sealing up to a certain extent, and they will be shocked even if they are in the pulse replenishing state.

In fact, what they compared, in addition to speed and physical strength, more important is the control of suction. This control requires micro control, and it is adjusted at any time, using different retraction and playback frequencies to achieve the desired effect.

And the difficulty is not only that. You should know that the suction is not only on the palm of the hand, but from the whole body, which makes a lot of methods in strategy. In this way, how to judge each other's strategy and how to attract each other into the set will be reflected in the struggle between the two.

The roar echoed, time passed, and soon a incense time passed. At the end, Wang Baole was panting, but his eyes were full of excitement. Until now, he had not been broken his fingers by the big Sparring Practice, which made him extremely confident.

"It's time to end, big sparring, this time let you taste the bitterness of being broken fingers!" Wang Baole looked up and laughed. At the moment when the big sparring was approaching, his eyes were full of strange light, and all the hairs in his body were instantly closed, directly launching the skill of sealing the body.

Suddenly, his body and body were isolated, and became two worlds. At the same time, bite seed. At this moment, under his control, he frantically sent out suction, which reached the extreme in an instant, making his body tremble, and even faintly, it seemed that he was thinner, as if he had changed his shape.

But it happened that under the seal, the suction could not completely penetrate the body, which created a certain degree of vacuum. At the moment when the big sparring came, Wang Baole roared and instantly scattered the seal, and suddenly the suction doubled under the previous accumulation.

In the roar, the wind and snow rushed around, and the big sparring obviously didn't expect Wang Baole's move. When he approached, his body was finally affected and staggered.

This mistake gave Wang Baole a chance. Wang Baole directly stepped out in a wild laugh and fell in front of the big sparring. His right hand was like lightning. He grabbed the finger of the big sparring, with excitement and excitement, and broke it up hard!

"Kneel down and call Dad!"

The big sparser's whole body was shocked, and he was about to kneel down smoothly. But in an instant, there was a flash of black light in his eyes, which was exactly the same as the gloss of the black mask. At the moment, the big sparser's mouth actually showed a flash of fleeting smile for the first time, and his other hand was raised rapidly, and Yu Baole's wrist was suddenly pressed from top to bottom.

With this press, he not only stood up directly, but also was oppressed by the reaction force of his wrist, which directly made Wang Baole scream. His palm was weak and weak, and he couldn't grasp the fingers of the big sparring trainer. Even the suction was interrupted instantly for some reason.

If it was just like this, it happened that after getting up, the big sparring raised his right foot quickly and... Kicked Wang Baole in the crotch

A bleaker cry than before came directly from Wang Baole. It was no longer normal, but sharp and harsh. People who had not experienced this experience could not imagine what it was.

Even Wang Baole felt as if he heard a click, and his mind was blank in an instant. He felt unprecedented pain, which directly made him lose all his strength in this scream, covering his crotch and falling to the ground.

"Broken, my God, broken..." Wang Baole was about to cry, and the cold sweat soaked his clothes in an instant. Even the cold wind could not make him feel cold. At the moment, the whole person was going crazy, howling in the purr with the voice that changed its tone.

The big sparring didn't continue to fight. He stood aside and looked at Wang Baole expressionless until a long time. When Wang Baole's severe pain dissipated, his face was pale and he quickly pulled his pants out. After looking down, he breathed a sigh of relief, but the lingering palpitations in his expression were even stronger.

"Shameless! Obscene!" When he looked up, Wang Baole gnashed his teeth. His hatred for the great sparring had been indescribable. It was really that he was full of confidence before and thought he could finally turn over, but he didn't expect that the great sparring had such a sinister move.

He wanted to continue practicing with each other, but he was very timid, and even wanted to protect his crotch. But in this dream, he found that he could not do this. It seemed that everything was changed after the great Sparring Practice, and there was a difference here.

Finally, with great depression, wangbaole left the dream and struggled outside for a long time. On the one hand, it was the pain of continuing to practice, on the other hand, it was the expectation of learning the first song. Finally, the latter defeated the former, and Wang Baole roared and continued to enter the dream

In this way, the shrill screams in the dream came out from time to time, and every time Wang Baole felt that he seemed... Broken.

Half a month later, he was nervous and almost stunned. Even if he walked in the Taoist temple, he would instinctively cover his crotch when the other party looked at him

All this made him sad and angry, and he once again focused on... Free fight club.

"I'm going to fight!"