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The owner of the boxing club was called Mai Ade, an authentic Thai man in his thirties, with tanned skin and a robust body. He wore a piece of green cloth on his head, which gave him a sense of fluency in Chinese.

As soon as we were ushered in through the door, Maide began introducing us to his boxing club, and he talked about his experiences in Thailand. In Thailand, he was known as the 'Little Fist King'. He had once won a championship in an area level Thai fist Competition, thus the name 'Little Fist King' was given to him. Later on, as his skills continued to grow, his ambition and ambition gradually became more and more intense, and that was to expand and expand the Thai fist. Therefore, he came to China to practice his dream and ambition with the help of his dojo.

I knew before that the way the Thai fist was trained was cruel, and this was also the main reason why the Thai fist could shake the world. It looked like it was true.

My fists and feet were fast, my defenses were fast, and Mead had tried several times but failed. Annoyed, he repeatedly used his thick elbows to meet my fists, and as he did so, his knees were already beginning to move.

Mead's elbow stroke is also quite sensitive. He quickly used it to circle around me, and then, he suddenly used the elbow stroke on my chest.

Swiftly, I sidestepped, grabbed Mead by the waist, and threw him to the ground.

Over and over again, Mayad was thrown to the ground by me for the third time in a row.

With a snarl of exasperation, he lunged at me even more ferociously, his fists and feet flailing, apparently to increase his strength.

This time, Mead seemed to have learned his lesson. I could barely find any loopholes to use the close-range attack, so I could only take advantage of this opportunity to open up some distance and launch a long-range attack.

Maide was quite skilled in long-range attacks as well, and was able to unleash a series of heavy kicks.

I kept dodging, and when another heavy kick came at me, I kicked out at the same time I dodged, kicking the heel of Mead's thigh. Then I took a step forward and punched Mead in the head.

The punch, of course, did not go out, but stopped at the bridge of his nose.

Mead started, but quickly used his right hand to deflect my fist, his right leg striking violently at my lower abdomen.

I pulled my stomach back a bit, then turned my other leg sideways and swept over with a low sweep. Maide fell to the ground again.

However, to tell the truth, Mead's ability to withstand blows was truly formidable. After being knocked over consecutively, he stood up again and again. Normal punches and kicks that struck his body seemed to have no effect.

I wanted to finish the fight as soon as possible, so I gathered my strength and stomped two times on Mead's chest. I leapt into the air, turning in the air and shooting at him with a flying kick, and with a flying kick in the face, Mead spun his body three hundred and sixty degrees before crashing to the ground.

This time, after Myad stood up, he did not continue attacking. Instead, he smiled at me, bowed and said, "Thank you for your guidance. Mr. Zhao's techniques have reached perfection. I am willing to admit defeat!"

I cupped my fist in return and said, "It's my honor to give it to you, it's my honor to give it to you."

Maiden walked closer, and asked suspiciously, "Your serial leg technique is so fast, I didn't even have a chance to react. Can you teach me? "

I replied politely, "I dare not dare, this leg technique of mine is actually borrowed from Mr. Li Xiaolong's three consecutive kicks."

"Are you talking about the Li Xiaolong who made the movie?"

I nodded. "Of course."

Maide stroked his head and said, "Oh, that's hard to believe! Before this, I had always thought that Li Xiaolong's skills were just for show. The reason he was so famous was not because he was skilled, but because he was famous for making movies. Now it seems like I was wrong, Li Xiaolong's martial arts had been proven by you. "

I said smilingly, "Although Mr. Li Xiaolong has already died many years ago, his skills have still been passed down forever. No one can surpass him in cultivation, and his skills are renowned throughout the world. "

He then made a gesture of invitation and said, "Today, you are my esteemed guest. Can you allow me to ask you to stay for a bit, so that I can seek a good lesson from you regarding your serial leg?"

I declined. "Sorry, Coach Mead, I have a lot of things to do when I get back. If I have the chance, I will come and ask for your advice! "

A disappointed look appeared on his face, and he said, "Then I can only say that I'm very sorry. How about this, I'm very happy to be able to exchange pointers with you today. Although I lost, I'm actually very excited."

I replied smilingly, "I'm also very happy."

A friendly handshake, a friendly farewell.

was also very happy as he drove home. As he grasped the steering wheel, he hummed a song from Wang Fei: When is the bright moon?

I took a cigarette and said, "Other people need money to sing. You can sing to your death."

You Meng quickly chewed on a bubble gum and said unhappily: "What's wrong, you don't like the sound of it?"

I jokingly said, "It's nice to listen to, but it's so deafening to listen to!"

You Meng clenched his fist tightly and waved it in front of my nose, then scolded: "If you don't know how to appreciate it, cover your ears!"

I pinched my nose and changed the topic: "You Meng, have you discovered that I'm here at the dojos to fight? I feel that something is amiss. According to normal logic, how could these coaches be so straightforward as to agree to spar with me? There's something behind this! "

You Meng smiled mysteriously and said: "You only knew that there was something on, I'll tell you the truth … …" But as she spoke, he stopped.

I asked closely, "Tell me, don't stop."

You Meng rolled her eyes quickly, and said: "To tell you the truth, do you really think that these instructors will give you face?"

I continued to ask, "Then who should I give face to?"

You Meng blurted out, "That is to give Old Master Huang face!"

"Old Master Huang?"

"It's Grandpa Huang!"

The name You Meng stunned me for a moment. My mind raced as if it were running four processors, and I suddenly thought: Could this Old Master Huang be the Old Master Huang that Pablok spoke of?

Could it be such a coincidence?

If that was true, then that was great!

A powerful surprise surged into my heart, a surprise that could not be described in words. From the bottom of my heart, I really wish that the strange old man who is about to become my master, is the Old Master Huang that once scared the famous American Security Officer Mike. Even though I don't know what kind of history the Old Master Huang and Mike actually had, I have a premonition that this strange old man is definitely not an ordinary person.

I immediately asked You Meng: "Are you saying that all of this was planned by Old Master Huang?"

You Meng nodded: "That won't do! If the Old Master Huang had not called him in advance, who would have the time to fight with you? "

I thought about it, and felt that You Meng's words were reasonable.

But it made me feel even more like Old Man Huang is unfathomable.

This master of his was not simple at all!

I asked You Meng with interest: "What kind of person is this Old Master Huang exactly?"

You Meng blinked her eyes and said: "Such a powerful person! I... Director You spent a lot of effort to get him to leave the mountain. Think about it, what kind of identity does Director You have?

I nodded. "That's right." However, have you heard of one thing? I have heard from the President of the United States, Pablok, that the Guardian Officer Mike of the George W. Bush is most afraid of someone called the Old Master Huang. "

You Meng was startled: "What did you say? Mike is most afraid of Old Master Huang? "

I replied, "Yes, he personally told me about it the last time I sparred with Pablok. It's just that even he doesn't know who the Old Master Huang is and how he fought against Mike. "

You Meng said in surprise: "That is strange to me too. Let's go ask Old Master Huang when we get back! "

I nodded. "Yeah." He had to ask. But I'm afraid Old Master Huang won't say it. "

You Meng acted like an arrogant princess, and pouted: "You're not saying? Even if it's a threat of violence, we have to get him from the truth! "

I strongly disdained, "You? Can you threaten him? "

You Meng spat out a mouthful of bubbles and laughed: "I know I can't threaten him, but isn't rewards to your mouth enough? It's not illegal to speak ill of others behind their backs! "

I fainted, and completely submitted to You Meng's evil.

After driving home, I went straight to find Old Master Huang, but he wasn't in the house.

Where did he go?