The sound was extremely noisy, and you could even see many people emerging from the second floor exit, looking around like wolves and tigers, trying to find out what Wang Baole looked like.

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

Wang Baole blinked and felt that even if he was afraid, he would not be ashamed of being in front of a group of people. Fortunately, there were people of all kinds of figures in the club, and he was not the only one who was fat, so he was not so conspicuous. Wang Baole, who soon left the club, returned to Piaomiao Taoist Temple.

In the club, everyone who could not find the fat rabbit was frustrated and angry, and gritted their teeth and decided to show it to him when the fat rabbit came next time.

However, few people go to the fighting club every day, and the number of people in the club is too large. After all, it covers all the people in Piaomiao City who like fighting.

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

Even if there are, it is difficult to spread because of the small number of people. This makes Wang Baole begin his club journey every now and then. Almost every time he goes there, he will develop rapidly from obscurity in the first game to the end of the whole game. Gradually, when Wang Baole goes there more than ten times, even if he is low-key, the legend of Fat Rabbit is slowly spread...

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

"The fat rabbit is said to be extremely evil. When he fights with someone, he only has fingers in his eyes!"

"I also heard that this guy has a bad hobby. If he didn't let him snatch his fingers throughout the whole process, he wouldn't even let go of his toes!!"

All kinds of rumors and discussions spread throughout the club. In the end, no one knew about it. But every time Wang Baole went to play, he would be paid attention to it instantly. Even the last time, Wang Baole found that someone was paying attention to all the first floor entrances.

It would be fine, he also learned from others that someone seemed to have organized a rabbit-killing alliance, which shocked him. Fortunately, these hundreds of battles made him extremely skilled in finger-walking. He felt that he had to keep a low profile, so he ended his trial.

"These people are so unreasonable. Since they are free fighting clubs, why are they so excited? I'm not beating my fingers, I'm practicing grappling skills!" Wang Baole was angry. In fact, during this period, he would enter dreams and fight against the big sparring team almost every day. He often went to the club after being abused to a certain extent.

This cycle not only allowed his pressure to be vented, but also made his skills improve by leaps and bounds. From the beginning, he was no match for the big sparring team at all, and was often solved instantly. Until now, he has been able to fight against the big sparring team for a long time.

This progress made Wang Baole see hope. Although he dared not continue to go to the club now, after Wang Baole practiced for a while, he finally became sure of it. He took a deep breath and started his dream.

The cold wind was biting, snowflakes were floating in the sky, and the surroundings were covered with ice. In this familiar environment, Wang Baole held his breath and focused his mind, looking at the figure of the trainee slowly condensed not far away, and his eyes showed a sense of fighting. It was because he and the trainee had fought for months and were beaten countless times, and he was already angry.

"This time, I must make you admit defeat!" Wang Baole moved his hands, and at this moment, his breath changed and his mind was impressed!

If Wang Baole before was just a sword blank, then now he has transformed rapidly under hundreds of battles in the club and has become a sharp sword unsheathed.

Although his combat experience was not as rich as the extreme, it was far beyond the past. Almost at the moment when the big aid appeared, Wang Baole's speed suddenly exploded, and he jumped up in an instant, appeared beside the big aid, and raised his right hand and grabbed it.

The Grand Practitioner looked as usual, and his body did not retreat but advanced. The suction force in his body instantly spread and grabbed Wang Baole. Just as they were about to touch, Wang Baole's eyes flashed, and the suction force in his body dispersed at the same time. An invisible vortex appeared between the two, and as they sucked each other, they directly encountered each other.

With a bang, Wang Baole took a few steps back, and the big sparring team went backwards. With the explosion of suction, no one could do anything to the other party.

Wang Baole's eyes showed excitement, and in a flash, he spread out quickly, approached again, and soon he was in this dream with the Grand Coach, constantly touching and bombarding.

His speed was fast, and the speed of the training was not slow. Gradually, he could only see the figures of the two intertwined each other. Every time, it seemed that the suction force exploded after the extreme, causing the wind and snow around him to approach quickly and sometimes scattered violently.

If outsiders see this scene here, they will be shocked. In fact, the battle between Wang Baole and the Grand Coach Practitioner has surpassed the sealing body to some extent. I am afraid that if I take the mast status and do it myself, I will be shocked.

What they really compare is that in addition to speed and physical strength, what is more important is the control of suction. This control requires slight control and is adjusted at any time and at any time, using different frequency of retracting and releasing to achieve the desired effect.

The difficulty is not only that. You should know that the suction does not only work on the palm, but comes from the whole body. This makes many more methods in strategy. In this way, how to judge the other party's strategy and how to attract the other party to the trap will be reflected in the battle between the two.

As the sound of boom echoed, time passed, and a stick of incense passed quickly. At the end, Wang Baole was panting, but his eyes were full of excitement. Until now, he was not beaten by the coach, which made him extremely confident.

"It's time to end, the big trainer. This time I want you to taste it. The sourness of being beaten by fingers!" Wang Baole laughed to the sky. As the big trainer approached, his eyes showed a strange light, and all the hairs in his body were instantly closed, and he directly developed the skills of sealing the body.

Suddenly, inside and outside his body were isolated, becoming two worlds. At the same time, the seed sucking force was crazily transmitted under his control, and it reached the extreme in an instant, causing his body to tremble, and even faintly seemed to have lost weight, as if it had changed its form.

But under the seal, the suction force could not fully penetrate the body, which caused a certain degree of vacuum. At the moment when the training came, Wang Baole roared and instantly dispersed the sealing realm. Suddenly, the suction force burst out exponentially under the previous accumulation.

With a loud bang, the wind and snow around him rushed rapidly. The coach obviously didn't expect that Wang Baole's move was finally affected when he approached and staggered.

This mistake gave Wang Baole a chance. Wang Baole walked out with a crazy laugh and fell in front of the Grand Coach. His right hand grabbed the Grand Coach's finger like lightning, with excitement and excitement, and he turned upwards!

"Kneel down and call me dad!"

Da Jiayi's whole body was shocked, and he was about to kneel down as hard as he could, but in an instant, a black light flashed in his eyes. The light was exactly the same as the luster of the black mask. At this moment, Da Jiayi's mouth flashed for the first time, and his other hand was raised quickly, and Yu Wang Baole's wrist pressed from top to bottom.

With this press, he not only stood up directly, but the pressure from the reaction force of his wrist made Wang Baole scream, his palms were sore and weak, and he could not grasp the fingers of the coach. Even the suction was interrupted for no reason.

If that were the case, it would be fine. But the big trainee stood up and raised his right foot quickly, and actually kicked Wang Baole in the crotch...

A scream that was even more miserable than before came directly from Wang Baole. This sound was no longer normal, but was sharp and sharp. If anyone who had not experienced this kind of experience could not imagine what it was.

Even Wang Baole felt as if he had heard a crack, and his mind was blank in an instant. He felt an unprecedented severe pain, which made him lose all his strength in this scream, and he covered his crotch and fell to the ground and rolled on the ground.

"Broken, my god, broken..." Wang Baole was about to cry, and his clothes were soaked in the cold sweat. Even the cold wind could not make him feel cold. At this moment, he was going crazy and wailing in the whimper with the sound of changing tone.

The big trainer did not continue to take action. He stood aside and looked at Wang Baole expressionlessly until after a while, when Wang Baole's severe pain disappeared, he was pale and quickly pulled his pants outward, and looked down, and then he breathed a sigh of relief. However, the lingering fear in his expression was even stronger.

"Shameless! Vulgar!" When he looked up, Wang Baole gritted his teeth. The hatred for this great coach was beyond description. He was really full of confidence before and thought that he could finally turn over, but he did not expect that this great coach would have such a sinister move.

He wanted to continue practicing with the other party, but he was very timid and even thought about protecting his crotch. But in this dream, he found that he could not do this. It seemed that after everything was changed in the training, something different happened here.

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

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

Half a month later, he was so nervous that he was almost crazy. Even when he was walking in the temple, he often looked at him and he instinctively wanted to cover his crotch...

All this made him look at the free fighting club again in grief and anger.
Chapter completed!