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From the time Yang Lin entered the room to when Sun Long was punched to the ground, the whole process only took a minute.

The police officers onlookers at the scene didn't even realize what was going on. Sun Long was already lying on the ground.

Looking at Sun Long, who was curled up on the ground with his face red from holding back, and then looking at Yang Lin, who was still holding his hands behind his back in the field, the police officers seemed to have seen a ghost.

It took a while before they let out bursts of exclamation.

"Let me go, what happened just now? Why is Sun Long lying on the ground?"

"That's right, I didn't even see it clearly."

"Did Taoist Yang just take action?"

"Nonsense, he must have taken action, otherwise Sun Long would still be lying on the ground by himself."

"Sun Long is the number one fighter in our armed police detachment, and he was also the last martial arts champion. He couldn't even sustain a single move?"

"This is too fake."

"Sun Long must have let things slip on purpose, that's for sure."

"Get up and fight again."

...

Listening to the comments from everyone around him, Sun Long, who was already in extreme pain, immediately shed a line of tears.

It's not pain, it's anger.

He was angry at his comrades who didn't speak human words.

And at this moment, a figure suddenly appeared in front of him.

Before he could react, a big hand opened his mouth, and then he felt something being stuffed into his mouth.

Following a slightly bitter taste, he suddenly felt that the severe pain in his body was quickly dissipating.

In less than a few seconds, he was able to stand up again.

As soon as he stood firm, he saw Yang Lin with a smile on his face. He was so frightened that he quickly took a step back.

After finally calming down, a wry smile appeared on his face.

"Taoist Master Yang, you said you don't know how to fight. Your punch just now almost knocked out my gall."

As soon as Sun Long finished speaking, Yang Lin said very embarrassedly:

"Pindao really doesn't know how to fight, he's just a little stronger than normal people."

"Otherwise, let's compete again, this time with only one hand."

"Huh? Taoist priest, are you sure?" Sun Long, who was still full of fear at first, suddenly became interested when he heard Yang Lin said that he only used one hand.

He had just been punched to the ground by Yang Lin in front of so many people, and his face was more or less uncomfortable.

If I can't find some opportunities, I'm afraid I'll be nagging behind my back for the rest of my life.

"Of course, monks don't lie, and poor Taoists won't lie to you. Just attack them."

"Then I'll be offended!"

As he spoke, Sun Long took up his posture again, and this time he did not dare to be careless in the slightest.

After scanning Yang Lin's body with his eyes, he carefully launched his offensive.

I saw that he first used the confusing footwork to constantly adjust his body shape, and then used a big grappling technique to directly take Yang Lin's throat and lifeline.

At the same time, he did not forget to hit Yang Lin's lower back with his right hand.

A set of movements flows smoothly, like muscle memory.

An ordinary person would have been beaten down by his combo of moves without even having time to react.

However, Yang Lin remained motionless in the face of his offensive.

It wasn't until he grabbed Yang Lin's throat with his left hand like a tiger claw that Yang Lin suddenly raised his right foot, and then kicked him in the stomach under Sun Long's horrified gaze.

boom!

The onlookers only heard a muffled sound, and a figure flew straight out, and then hit the foam mat next to the venue hard. It didn't get up for a long time.

When everyone reacted, they realized that it was Sun Long who had just flown out.

At this moment, he was lying on the foam cushion like a big character, and beside him were the bitter water he spat out and the hot tears flowing from the corners of his eyes.

The dignified fighting champion of the Jinghai City Armed Police Detachment was beaten to tears at this moment.

Before he could get scared from the mat, the familiar taste came from his mouth again.

Immediately afterwards, the pain in his body dissipated at a very fast speed.

The next second a familiar voice came from above his head.

"What's going on? It's okay. Pindao is holding back his strength this time."

"And no hands either."

Hearing this voice, Sun Long first showed a wry smile, and then slowly got up.

"Taoist Priest, I'm convinced, I'm really convinced."

"If I had known that you were beating me like a child, even if you gave me courage, I wouldn't have dared to fight you."

"Also, can you teach me your health-preserving boxing? I feel like I've been a little weak lately, and I want to keep it up."

As soon as Sun Long said this, other police officers in the surrounding area also gathered around.

"Yes, yes, Taoist priest, I am quite weak too. I can't even breathe when I go up to the second floor. I want to learn too."

"Taoist Priest, do you think I'm successful? I'm weaker than Sun Long."

"It doesn't matter whether I can fight or not. The main thing is to maintain my health."

"Sure enough, in the face of absolute power and speed, all moves are useless."

"The Taoist priest looks like an expert from outside the world, so teaching us is not just a joke."

...

At this moment, these elites from the Jinghai Municipal Bureau have already been impressed by Yang Lin's strength.

After all, they were not stupid. After Sun Long was kicked out for the second time, they had already realized that Yang Lin was not as unproficient in fighting as he said.

Rather, it has reached another level that is not limited to moves.

At the same time, they also became more and more curious about the health-preserving boxing that Yang Lin just mentioned.

What kind of health regimen can make a person develop like this?

Also curious about this question was Qin Feng on the side.

Although he had more contact with Yang Lin, he knew that Yang Lin was a worldly expert.

But in his opinion, no matter how high Yang Lin's martial arts skills were, Sun Long could still sustain a dozen or twenty moves in his hands.

He didn't expect that Sun Long wouldn't be able to sustain even one move.

While he was shocked, there was also a burst of surprise in his heart.

If Yang Lin can really pass on one and a half moves, it will be of great benefit to these armed police soldiers.

And at this moment, Yang Lin suddenly laughed.

"Of course I can teach you, but whether you can learn it or not depends on your own understanding and destiny."

"And I will only teach it once, so you have to watch it carefully."

As soon as he finished speaking, Yang Lin took a stance.

Seeing this situation, the police officers on the training ground immediately gave up their positions spontaneously, and at the same time they also worked hard.

The same is true in the live broadcast room on the other side.

After Yang Lin set up his stance, there were no more barrages in the live broadcast room.

It was under the spotlight that Yang Lin began to gain momentum bit by bit.

At the beginning, his punches and kicks were like slides, but as his posture expanded, each punch was extremely swift.

After he performed more than ten moves in a row, the muscles and bones all over his body made a popping sound like fried beans.

At the same time, roars like muffled thunder also came from his abdominal cavity.

The scene was already extremely quiet.

Therefore, the roaring sound like a tiger's roar and a leopard's roar reached everyone's ears instantly.

In an instant, everyone's faces showed disbelief.

Some people with martial arts skills even thought of two words that only existed in legends.

The muscles and bones roar together, the tiger and the leopard thunder.