Transcendent Dawn

"New Moon Fighting Club?"

Sulu looked up and looked at the signboard: "It should be here, right?"

He stepped on the soft scarlet carpet and came to the front desk.

Some spices seemed to be burned or perfumed around, and the air was refreshing, with an inexplicably formal and high-end style.

"Hello, sir, what can I do for you?"

The front desk asked sweetly, and Su Lu glanced at the nameplate on her chest, which was called Han Xiaole.

"This is the New Moon Fighting Club?"

"Yes, sir, do you want to apply for membership? We have three grades of silver, gold, and diamond...the silver membership annual card is doing an activity, and it only costs 9999..."

Sulu's eyelids twitched: "No, I just want to learn a few fighting lessons?"

"Oh." Han Xiaole was a little disappointed, but still cheered up: "We have a lot of fighting coaches here, and the fee is charged by the class hour. A class is 200. You can experience a class first."

"Then try it first."

Su Lu handed over the money, and he came here on purpose because he saw this introduction on the Internet.

"Okay, sir, please follow me."

Han Xiaole led the way, and after walking through the long corridor, he came to a huge dojo.

This gymnasium is very large, divided into many small areas, with boxing rings, sandbags, treadmills and many other exercise equipment.

At this time, many students have followed the coach and started exercising.

"Our clubhouse is professional, and all coaches have professional qualifications..."

Holding the folder in his arms, Han Xiaole walked to a free fighting arena: "This is your coach, Fang Cheng!"

Sulu looked over and saw a tall and thin young man in the arena, demonstrating various fighting moves.

Han Xiaole went up to say a few words, Fang Chengcheng turned around, glanced at Sulu, and frowned: "My name is Fang Cheng, and you can call me coach or brother Cheng in the future."

He had a few more years of experience than Han Xiaole, and from Sulu's clothes and shoes matching his image and temperament, he knew that he was not a son of a rich family.

Such a person is difficult to teach, and the commission is still low, he is a little unhappy.

"coach."

Sulu entered the arena, looked around, and was a little excited: "Can I practice my hand? I like fighting, the real one!"

"Can."

Fang Cheng sneered, and casually pointed to a student: "Huang Gao, come and practice with him."

"No! I want to try the level of coaching."

Sulu stared at Fang Cheng.

Of course, he can also detect the contempt of the other party.

"Oh? Have courage."

Fang Cheng laughed: "Put on the protective gear."

"no need."

Sulu waved his hand and came to the field, looking at the excited onlookers with a calm expression.

"Students, look forward to it. Now, I will give you a practical exercise, mainly using a few techniques from today's lecture."

Fang Cheng hooked his hands at Su Lu: "Come on."

Being challenged by an ordinary person, he was also a little angry,

Decided to give Sulu some trouble.

Han Xiaole, on the other hand, was in a hurry at the edge of the venue with a folder.

"So……"

Sulu rushed forward, and suddenly shouted: "Ah!"

The loud roar made people's hearts jump, and echoed in the hall, and the people in the nearby venues all looked at this side in amazement.

Immediately, they saw a stranger jumping high, with a standard high leg and round kick, right in the middle of Fang Cheng's profile.

——A certain leaf whirlwind!

Snapped!

The next moment, the coach fell to the ground and passed out.

Outside the ring.

Han Xiaole opened his mouth wide and stared at Sulu who was panting, you didn't come to study, you came to kick the gym, right?

"coach?"

The students gathered around. Fortunately, this is a professional fighting club, and they are well prepared for injuries, and there is a doctor standing by.

Immediately, a professional doctor came up to look at the pupils, checked the pulse, and shook his head: "He's fine, he just passed out..."

Sulu stood there quietly, anticipating all this.

The opponent was too underestimating the enemy, and he was distracted by drinking too much, so he was also a preemptive strike, KO with one blow!

In fact, if you really deal with it, your body is too useless, and you probably won't be the opponent's opponent.

"what happened?"

The chaotic crowd immediately attracted many coaches. After understanding the situation, they all stared at Sulu with strange expressions.

This kid...is he really here to kick the gym?

"Sorry, sorry... the game just now was a bit confiscated."

At this moment, Sulu took a deep breath and said, "I'm leaving now! I'm leaving now!"

He bowed again and again, as if embarrassed, and withdrew from the fighting arena.

The coaches and students outside the field stared at each other.

It was agreed just now that it was an actual combat match, but now that they rushed forward, it was really a fight, and there were still so many people fighting one, it was embarrassing!

"Funny boy."

Not far away, two people saw this scene and smiled at each other.

"Coach Gu, what do you think?"

A young man looked at Sulu's back with a smile on his lips.

"The consciousness is very strong, but the quality is too poor... But the ruthlessness, and the grasp of timing and damage are really good... Freak! Freak!"

The person known as Coach Gu was 1.9 meters tall, wearing only a nylon vest, his muscles seemed to burst out of his clothes, and his skin showed a dark color.

At this time, he narrowed his eyes: "It's a good seedling, but it's a pity that he seems to be specially here to beat people."

"Are you kicking the gym? It's not like..."

The young man scratched his head in doubt, his expression turned cold: "It seems that Fang Cheng has made some grievances outside and brought him to the hall? Go and warn him. Next time, let him go to the personnel department to get a Get out of the month's salary!"

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Sulu didn't care about his behavior, which seemed to make a coach suffer again in the future.

At this time, he was looking at the dark music in the property bar.

Moreover, Han Xiaole returned all the deposit he had paid.

Walking out of the guild hall, Sulu raised his head and squinted his eyes: 'Not bad, not bad...Use this trick to squeeze wool, at least once in every guild hall in Dongshi City...How much experience is this? No need to spend money. At worst, you will be beaten...'

"It's Maga fighting skills and other skills... It's different in this world, and it can't be used universally. It needs to be changed and transformed to regain some fighting skills. Although it can't be as strong as in the previous life, it can deal with three or five people. Ordinary people are enough. '

...

A few days later, night.

Sulu dragged his tired body back to Baijing restaurant.

He sat on the bed, grinning and applying safflower oil to himself. There were several bruises on his body, grinning in pain.

If you go to other people's territory to make trouble, you must have the consciousness of being beaten.

Fortunately, in this society, the other party did not dare to go too far.

After touching porcelain like this, I gained a lot of experience points, and I really learned something.

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