Qian Chen rolled up his sleeves and punched the dark red rock beef in front of him with his fists.

The candidate who had never seen this way of cooking suddenly burst into laughter.

If they weren't afraid of angering the examiners, they would have laughed out loud.

Now they have to try to hold back their smile while watching Qian Chen’s joke.

"Is this guy crazy?"

"Who knows? Maybe you've given up on yourself!"

"This is the end of resisting the Sijing Young Master!"

"I deserve it! The people of the Celestial Empire should go back!"

Facing his pair of sarcastic gazes, Qian Chen ignored them and focused on hitting the rock beef in front of him.

Wing Chun, who was promoted to blue, burst out with even more terrifying effects when he reached the limit of his body.

When he punched, the wind whistled from his fists, and the fists alternated, so fast that there was almost no shadow, and he could only hear a series of crisp striking sounds.

Think about it, what will happen if you learn Wing Chun as boxing champion Tyson?
Chapter completed!