On the second floor of the club, the sound was extremely strong at this moment. It was the feeling that Wang Baole gave everyone before. It was a fat rabbit who could beat his fingers, press his wrists and kick his crotch.

All his combat skills make people feel palpitations, and they feel hatred, especially when kicking the crotch, which makes people feel numb from their scalp. While empathizing with them, they also feel shameless.

In their opinion, whether it is beating fingers or pressing wrists, they are all the behaviors of hooligans, and kicking the crotch is even more like this, and it is not allowed to go to the table.

But this person was extremely mean and provoked everyone on the ring, so under the guidance of those victims, a storm of contempt was set off.

In everyone's mind, Fat Rabbit is just a garbage who can only use small tricks, extremely shameless, but... when Wang Baole's shameless fighting skills in the eyes of everyone suddenly defeated the master of replenishing the meridians, all these thoughts suddenly collapsed. How contempt he had before, how shocked he was at this moment.

"He...he actually defeated Buzhi!!"

"Oh my God, this shameless tactic can actually burst out with such great power, bending fingers, pressing the wrist and kicking the crotch!"

"No, it's hard for ordinary people to do it. This fat rabbit must have been immersed in this way for many years, Fang Xiu's such a tactic!"

The breath came out, and the uproar suddenly broke out. Those who could always stay in this club are all enthusiasts who like ancient martial arts. In fact, there was no such rigorous principle in their hearts, and to some extent, as long as it proved useful, they would accept it.

Although Wang Baole's technique is a bit shameless, the battle just now is enough to prove that this tactic is effective. As a result, many people on the second floor of the club took a breath and moved.

Many people even spent spirit stones to find the videos of Wang Baole's hundreds of battles before and began to study them. At the same time, because there were too many people on the second floor and Zhou Lu's identity, news about Fat Rabbit spread across a wide range.

At this moment, Wang Baole had returned to Piaomiao Taoist Temple. After being proficient on this day, he found that he had already gained experience in the method of kicking the crotch, so he entered his dream again and started training with the grand spy.

As time passes day by day, although Wang Baole will scream in his dream, the number of times has decreased again and again. And the outside world has also passed these times, as the news about the fat rabbit spread, it finally began to ferment.

Fat rabbit's reputation is no longer limited to the club, but now it is spreading faintly even outside. In addition, because there were many students from Piaomiao Taoist Temple in the club that day, they were also shocked and began to study and study.

So... whether it is on the spiritual network of the Taoist temple, or on the spiritual network of the entire Federation outside, there are some videos of Wang Baole fighting in Piaomiao City.

Every video clicked and exploded from silent moments. Everyone who watched it took a breath, especially those who once challengers, recalled the pain they had in the past and studied it more and more seriously.

These videos spread everywhere in a short period of time, and were learned by more and more people. Some people even found the source and found the grappling technique of ancient martial arts. In fact, this is the original version. Wang Baole learned it, which was obviously a special grappling technique produced after being improved and combined with the suction force of his seed.

Some things, once they have their origins and origins, will suddenly become different. For example, Wang Baole is now seen by everyone. This is no longer a shameless combat skill, but a fighting method.

"This is fighting!"

"That's right, more than a thousand years ago, fighting was just a performance, but in today's world, fighting is a battle that can determine life and death!"

"It makes sense. If you still want to bend your fingers and kick your crotch between life and death, it would be too pedantic!"

After more and more such remarks, organizations supporting Wang Baole even appeared. These organizations were formed spontaneously and they were extremely acknowledged Wang Baole's approach on Lingwang.

Soon, news about Fat Rabbit in Piaomiao City spread more and more.

All this has led to more and more people learning grappling skills. Even in the club, there are endless people who bend fingers, press their wrists and kick their crotch in the ring. Although it is inevitable that some people will despise them, it gradually formed a trend, but the club quickly gave restrictions to prohibit kicking the crotch.

This approach seems to give grappling skills affirmation, making more people become more enthusiastic about beating their fingers and pressing their wrists.

Especially this grappling technique is still effective. Although it is not as terrifying as Wang Baole's seed, to some extent, it has its sharp place.

Even in Piaomiao Taoist Temple, this trend gradually emerged. Students from the War Martial Arts Department have already started practicing, especially the boy named Dad, who is even more so, and is ruthless in the training room, studying videos while practicing grappling.

"I will definitely know your identity. At that time, I, Lu Zihao, swear to call you a dad!" While the boy was training wildly, in a very luxurious room in the fight club, Zhou Lu was standing by the window and watching the video.

This room is very exquisite. Looking out, you can see half of Piaomiao City at a glance, surrounded by clouds and mist, as if the city is in a fairyland.

The arrangements around are even more exquisite, and any decoration looks very expensive.

In this luxurious room, Zhou Lu was wearing a home clothes and staring coldly at the video about Wang Baole playing on the light curtain in front of her.

Losing to Fengshen Realm was a great stimulation for her, especially being kicked in the butt, which made her former arrogance and arrogance have become Jiuxiao's anger and can be crazy at any time.

Although she did not study in this research, she tried her best to find a way to fight back.

But the scene in the video made her unable to control her fists quickly, and her fists slowly clenched. It was at this time that her father, the president of Piaomiao City Free Fighting Club, came from outside the door.

Seeing his dark-faced daughter, the club president sighed with a bitter smile on his face.

"Lulu, why are you so angry?" This president looks like he is in his forties, with a tall body and some white hair on his head, but his cultivation is no longer an ancient martial arts realm, but has already jumped into the dragon gate, becoming extraordinary and saint, and it is difficult to explore.

"Dad, will you tell me the identity of that damn fat rabbit?" Zhou Lu looked at her father who was walking towards her. This was not the first time she made this request.

"Don't mess around with Lulu. Customer privacy is the foundation of the club's establishment. This taboo cannot be broken! You are about to go to the military to report, don't behave like a little." The president shook his head helplessly and comforted him a few more words. Seeing that his daughter was still angry, he also had a headache. He happened to have a subordinate report. After he persuaded him for a few more words, he left.

In the room, only Zhou Lu was left at this moment. Her chest was undulating, staring at the video, gritting her teeth for a while.

"Fatty, I will definitely find your identity!"

There are many people like Lu Zihao and Zhou Lu in Piaomiao City, most of whom are suffering from Wang Baole's poisonous hands... Although their persistent words cannot reach the level of a curse, they still sneeze a lot during this period.

"Someone misses me again." At this moment, Wang Baole, who was eating snacks in the Taoist temple, sneezed. He quickly drank the ice spirit water, and then he felt a little more comfortable.

While eating snacks, he muttered.

"I've been so famous recently, so I have to be low-key... I want to be the president of the federal government. Except for the official voice, the other reputation is not important." Wang Baole agreed deeply, and felt that his choice of wearing a mask was too correct. At this moment, he happily finished his snacks. He patted his stomach, took a deep breath, opened his dream, and continued to fight against the Grand Coach.

As the days passed day by day, Wang Baole's grappling skills became more and more pure. In the end, the battle between him and the Grand Slaves was extremely intense every time.

His fighting talent was also becoming more and more prominent under this training, and he was kicked less and less. Even when the coach could not kick him, Wang Baole began to fight back.

But this counterattack...has not comfort, but another nightmare.

The combat skills that the great spider practiced changed again, from pressing the wrist to all joints in the body such as shoulders, neck, knees, etc.

It seems that all joints in the human body are the strike points of this grappling technique. The various anti-joint tactics made Wang Baole scream and revolve in his dream again.

He also thought about going to the club again, but when he thought of offending the other party's young boss, Wang Baole endured it sadly and began to improve little by little in this dream through tragic methods.

Fortunately, his foundation has been polished very firmly, and the changes in the training of the Great Palm were not too big, which made Wang Baole slowly experience the severe pain in his joints and become more and more skillful in mastering grappling techniques.

Until two months later, when he defeated the Grand Scholar, Wang Baole walked out of his dream and looked at the blue sky and white clouds outside the cave, and his body and mind were extremely excited.
Chapter completed!