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Chapter 29 You Long Bagua Palm

Zhang Dahu was stunned and suddenly a burst of anger emerged from his heart. This person actually wanted to break all the data? He didn't take me seriously!

"Good boy, if you have any skills, just use them!" Zhang Dahu shouted and rushed towards Zhu Yan.

When Zhu Yan was two or three steps away, he punched Zhu Yan's face, and his fist was cold and his clothes were windy, making a sound of slap.

At the same time, Zhang Dahu slightly buckles his left foot and can kick people at any time.

Zhu Yan lowered his body, and his feet seemed to be covered with mud and water, flashing past Zhang Dahu, and slapped his shoulder with a palm.

"Good come!" Zhang Dahu shouted loudly, bent his right arm and smashed his elbow at Zhu Yan like a spearhead.

Smack

Zhu Yan slapped Zhang Dahu's elbow with a palm. The two of them trembled at the same time and took a few steps back. This move was just a test, and the two looked at each other vigilantly at the same time.

"Boy, I have some tricks and a lot of strength." Zhang Dahu said with a rubbing his elbow.

"Each, each other, you are not weak." Zhu Yan said, shaking his right palm.

"Haha, come again!" Zhang Dahu rushed over again.

Sexy sex ~

The two of them went back and forth for more than a dozen moves. The Dragon and Bagua Palm focused on walking like a dragon, moving like a monkey, and changing their posture like an eagle. Zhu Yan kept walking around Zhang Dahu's body, like a rotating top, spinning around Zhang Dahu, and occasionally stretched out his palm to slapped Zhang Dahu's body.

However, Zhang Dahu was not vague. Every time Zhu Yan attacked, Zhang Dahu did not dodge or avoid it. If you slap me, I would also punch you. Sometimes, I even stuffed my fist into Zhu Yan's hand and fought hard with him.

"This guy practices boxing skills. There is no routine at all. He is a game that both sides suffer. His moves are simply fierce and he has no room for rotation. Once he takes action, either you die or I die. This is a bit like the skill of special forces fighting in the army. It has a bloody smell of killing. Fortunately, my physical fitness is not worse than him. Otherwise, even if my kung fu is higher than him, he will be suppressed and beat him in the end. It would be too uncomfortable to fight with him." Zhu Yan thought while fighting.

Zhu Yan is here to make money, not to compete. If the money he earned in the end was not enough for medical expenses, why not come? Therefore, Zhu Yan kept wandering around and did not fight with Zhang Dahu until he had no choice. If the time was not good, even if he retreated temporarily, he would not want to exchange his injuries with him for injuries.

Zhang Dahu seemed to see Zhu Yan's mind, and when he attacked, he was even more unscrupulous. His moves opened and closed. Many times, he let his defenses go to Zhu Yan's attacks and let him hit him. He just took the opportunity to hit him. As a result, Zhu Yan was unwilling to fight with him every time, and he retreated halfway through the punch.

"Haha, boy, why are you like a woman, twitching your hands and feet? Come on, let's switch punches to see if your palm technique is powerful or my fist is hard!" Zhang Dahu shouted with a laugh.

Zhu Yan was depressed. If it weren't for fear of being injured, how could he be so frustrated?

Moreover, even if you exchange one palm, Zhu Yan is not afraid. At most, he will have a fracture, but that Zhang Dahu, Zhu Yan, is confident that one palm will kill him.

However, not only did he commit a crime to kill someone and he had a fracture, he would probably have to spend tens of thousands of credit points to treat him. Zhu Yan felt a little distressed.

Suddenly, Zhu Yan's mind suddenly flashed through the game. He and the free NPC Gentle Thief attacked the seventh-level elite boss, the earth snake leader Surtris, and a skill move of the Gentle Thief waving the dagger.

Backhand thorn

Zhu Yan walked behind Zhang Dahu, his body suddenly flipped, drew an arc, flipped from Zhang Dahu to his body, and his right hand seemed to hold a dagger, turned over to mid-air, and suddenly slapped Zhang Dahu's chest with a palm.

When Zhu Yan walked around Zhang Dahu's back a few times, Zhang Dahu didn't care at all. Once Zhu Yan attacked him from behind, he would just punch Zhu Yan in the face with a backhand. He was slapped by Zhu Yan and would make him beat him to the head blood. But every time Zhu Yan retreated and then wandered.

After a few times, Zhang Dahu couldn't help but look down on Zhu Yan in his heart. This kid had some martial arts skills, but he was afraid of death and refused to be injured. If he was willing to exchange injuries with him, he would have been defeated long ago. In the worst case, he would not be beaten by himself like now. It seemed as if he was no match for him at all.

This time, Zhang Dahu heard the whirring palm wind in his ear again. As before, Zhang Dahu didn't even look at it, and punched the palm wind.

"Hmph, boy, don't you dare to fight with me? Then don't blame me for bullying the small ones for the big ones." Zhang Dahu thought to himself.

Bang, he punched himself in the air, and a loud bang came from the air.

"Hmph, the boy who is afraid of death has avoided it again." A trace of contempt flashed in Zhang Dahu's eyes.

Just as he was about to close his fist, a black shadow suddenly flashed across the corner of his eyes, and Zhu Yan's palm slapped Zhang Dahu's shoulder at a tricky angle.

Click ~

With a crisp sound, Zhang Dahu felt a powerful force hit him, followed by a burst of burning pain. His shoulders could not bear the force and directly dislocated. A crisp sound came from his collarbone, breaking.

puff

A mouthful of blood was spurted out, and Zhang Dahu felt his chest burning and pain, and he understood that this palm had already hurt his lungs.

Looking at Zhu Yan, who looked rosy, sweating slightly on his forehead, and his chest fluttered rapidly for a few times, Zhang Dahu sighed and said, "I lost!"

Dingling ~

A cheerful music sounded, and the Free Fighting Record immediately changed the champion to Zhu Yan's name.

"Haha, congratulations, congratulations, Mr. Zhu, you have good kung fu. It seems that you have a very powerful master of national martial arts as your master." Ji Yufeng patted her hands gently and walked to the ring and said.

Several people rushed to the ring and helped Zhang Dahu down to heal his wounds.

Zhu Yan turned over and stepped down, bowed to Ji Yufeng, smiled, and prepared to receive the bonus and leave here.

With the reward of free fighting, Zhu Yan received nearly 250,000 credit points this time.

"Mr. Zhu, if I can help you delete that illegal record, are you interested in coming to our fitness club to be a coach?" Ji Yufeng asked suddenly.

"What did you say?" Zhu Yan was shocked and turned around to look at Ji Yufeng.

Ji Yufeng's words were undoubtedly like a bolt from the blue, trembling with his mind. His originally calm state of mind was like throwing a large stone into a calm lake, and it began to ripple violently.

"I said, if I delete your illegal record without the constraints of federal laws, would you be willing to come here to be a coach?" Ji Yufeng said with a smile.

The personal information on the Internet is similar to the archives, and there is no way for private individuals to change it. Zhu Yan's illegal record is a stain, a pillar of shame on the road of life. If nothing unexpected happens, this stain will accompany Zhu Yan for the rest of his life until he enters the coffin.

It is precisely because of this stain that Zhu Yan finds a job that is easy. After all, it is now the 29th century. The population explodes and many people have immigrated to other galaxies. Even so, the population on the Earth's home planet has exceeded the nine billion mark. With such a huge population base, what kind of talents can't be found? Why do you have to recruit someone with a stain on illegal records?

"You, can you really remove this stain from me?" Zhu Yan's heart beat rapidly, and a layer of brightness appeared in his eyes. He asked excitedly.

"Of course there is no problem. How could I joke with Mr. Zhu about such a thing?" Ji Yufeng said with a charming smile. Originally, she was only five points to be sure. Seeing Zhu Yan's excited look, she was now fully confident that she could recruit Zhu Yan to her gym as a coach.

"Okay, if you can do this, I'm willing to come to work here." Zhu Yan nodded, his eyes instantly returning to clear light.

"Okay, Mr. Zhu, this is my business card. You can pay attention to it recently. As early as three days, as late as one week, you can find the results through the Internet." Ji Yufeng took out an exquisite business card and handed it to Zhu Yan.

Zhu Yan took it, put it away carefully, nodded to Ji Yufeng, and turned around and left.

Looking at Zhu Yan's disappearing back, Ji Yufeng pursed her lips and laughed silently.

"Sister Feng, do you like that boy?" The beauties with slightly short heads and wearing a professional suit walked to Ji Yufeng and said with a smile.

The beauty is named Ziqiong Zhou, and she is Ji Yufeng’s personal secretary. In private, the two are also best friends.

"Haha, Ziqiong, I came to Linhai City to open this gym, and my family disagreed. Humph, the most annoying thing is my grandfather. I usually say how much I love me, but when I went to him to ask him for one or two masters to support the store, he casually found a special forces soldier from the army to make excuse me. Humph, don't think I don't know!" Ji Yufengqiong frowned and said in a low voice.

"Haha, Sister Feng, the old man also cares about you!" Zhou Ziqiong said in a low voice.

"Okay, let's go back to the office." Ji Yufeng felt a few men coming here to exercise, her eyes were on her, and she frowned and walked towards the office.

"Ziqiong, call the old man and ask him to delete the kid's record." Ji Yufeng sat on the wide swing chair and said to Zhou Ziqiong.

"Okay, Sister Feng." Zhou Ziqiong nodded and was about to turn around and call.

"Hey, wait, don't call the old man, call Secretary Zhang. He can do this little thing. Call the old man, and he has to talk a lot of things in a long and long way. I just don't want to listen to them preaching in my ear every day, so I came to Haicheng City, hum!" Ji Yufeng said.

"Haha, OK, Sister Feng, I'll call Secretary Zhang now!" Zhou Ziqiong smiled slightly and said.

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Chapter completed!
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