Superior of Martial arts/C10 It s just one shot
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C10 It s just one shot

"I'm sorry to bother you, Coach Jin!" Jin Xianming turned around and smiled. When he saw Wu Junxuan, his face immediately darkened.

Jin Xianming said softly, "Miss Su, why are you here?"

"She's my boyfriend. She practices traditional martial arts." Wu Junxuan was still resentful, but he had fallen for this girl's words.

Wu Junxuan cupped his hands in a polite greeting. "Hello, my name is Wu Junxuan!"

"Hello …" There was a hidden knife in Jin Xianming's smile. As soon as he held Wu Junxuan's hand, he started to exert his strength secretly.

"You want to play this game with me? Don't you know that I was born to practice Iron Palm?" Wu Junxuan frowned slightly. This Chinese man actually tried to trick him in the dark.

"Ah …" Wu Junxuan exerted a little force, and Jin Xianming's face changed. He groaned in pain.

"I'm sorry, I can't hold back my strength during the recent training!"

Jin Xianming had joined the Dragon Guards a few years ago. He was a bit proud and arrogant, and his uncle held the position of chairman in the Taekwondo Association of Z Nation. That was why he relied on his uncle's power.

To lose face in front of so many people, how could he allow Wu Junxuan to leave so easily?

Jin Xianming said softly, "In that case, I would like to ask you a question. I've heard that all the martial arts in Zhaoge are all flowery, and all the martial arts in Zhaoge can be practiced with soft hands and soft legs."

"Any martial arts that can't be practiced well will be done softly. We can communicate with each other for a bit!"

"As I wish …" "Then please!" An almost imperceptible smile appeared on Jin Xianming's face. No one had ever been able to stand up. The Taekwondo champion for three consecutive years had not come for nothing.

"Who is this person? How dare he compete with Instructor Jin!"

The students on both sides tactfully retreated two steps and sat cross-legged on the ground in unison. They were all looking forward to how the coach would ruthlessly beat up this unassuming kid.

As Jin Xianming stood in the middle of the field, the students cheered him on. Some of them even shouted, "Coach, let's defeat him in one move!"

Most of the students were interested in watching the show. Those who came to challenge the competition would be beaten like a pig's head by Jin Xianming, and if they got serious, their bones would be broken.

Wu Junxuan felt helpless as he watched the students' reactions. In comparison, Jin Xianming was indeed elegant and dignified. His appearance could be said to be extremely impressive. Quite a few female students had joined the bodyguard company for his sake.

"Bring it on!" Jin Xianming glanced at Wu Junxuan coldly, with the demeanor of an expert.

"Please …" Wu Junxuan took a step forward with his left foot, putting on an air of arrogance as he stared at Jin Xianming's hands and feet. If Jin Xianming attacked, Wu Junxuan would expose his weak point.

"Sure …" Jin Xian Ming stretched his neck and assumed a Taekwondo fighting stance, then suddenly attacked with his legs. "Ha …" With a shout, two powerful kicks flew towards Wu Junxuan.

"Bang bang!" Wu Junxuan didn't dodge. Instead, he jumped to the side and let Jin Xian Ming's powerful kick hit him. This insignificant force couldn't hurt Wu Junxuan at all.

Wu Junxuan took a step forward, and with a hard crash of his body, he knocked Jin Xianming away.

"Si …" Jin Xianming's right leg felt as if it had been kicked by a steel plate. The ground beneath his feet was shaking until it became numb.

Jin Xianming was secretly astounded. Even if his Taekwondo was not at its peak state, he would still make his opponent fall to the ground. But this stinking brat in front of him didn't move at all. He didn't even feel anything.

Jin Xianming took a deep breath. He took a few steps forward and quickly rotated his body. His right leg was at a tricky angle. With a domineering aura, he swung it down toward Wu Junxuan's head.

Wu Junxuan didn't move an inch. Instead, he raised his arms and received the heavy kick.

"This can't be the legendary Diamond Indestructible Divine Art, right? Its power can actually reach millions of times greater than normal!"

"I think it's a Super Saiyan, I wonder if his hair will change color!" The students started to discuss among themselves. Their gazes were all focused on Wu Junxuan. Some of the female students even started to clap for him. This made Jin Xian Ming even more infuriated.

"Bam!" A muffled sound rang out as if the ground was about to split open. The two forces collided fiercely, causing Jin Xianming's body to tremble. Jin Xianming jumped back and gathered all of his strength into his legs. His strength and speed were both faster than before, and they bombarded Wu Junxuan's upper body like a torrential storm.

Wu Junxuan sneered and also retreated two steps back. Jin Xianming, on the other hand, was unrelenting. After he landed on the ground, he used a footwork technique to approach Wu Junxuan.

"Fantastic!" Wu Junxuan calmly clasped his hands and flung Jin Xian Ming away. The dazzling attack immediately welcomed the cheers of the students.

"You're done fighting, it's my turn!" Wu Junxuan smiled and instantly dashed forward. At the same time, he raised his hand and threw a punch straight at Jin Xian Ming's chest.

"Bam!" Jin Xianming didn't have the time to dodge. He took a step back, and at the same time, he lifted his leg to kick Wu Junxuan's arm.

Wu Junxuan didn't plan to retreat. He drew back his left foot, and with a twist of his body, he threw a powerful blast punch.

"It's over …" Suddenly, it was like a cannonball, aiming straight at Jin Xianming's chest.

"Bam!" With a muffled sound, Jin Xian Ming's body was sent flying backwards and crashed into the sandbag behind him.

"Puff …" Jin Xianming clutched his chest, feeling a sweet taste in his throat before spitting out a mouthful of blood.

"Stop!" Su Xi pretended to be alarmed and quickly ran over to help Jin Xian Ming up, "Are you alright, Coach Jin?"

"I'm sorry, Coach Jin. I hit a little too hard!"

Jin Xianming gasped for breath as he looked at Wu Junxuan maliciously.

Su Xi said softly, "Since Coach Jin is injured, let's rest for a few days. We'll come to class after he recovers!"

"Miss Su, what's the meaning of this!"

"It's nothing much, Coach Jin, don't misunderstand!"

Wu Junxuan stood to the side and watched the commotion. This Su Xi had quite the scheming mind.

"Good!" Just you wait … " Jin Xian Ming snorted and then walked out of the classroom.

"Awesome …" The coach is awesome! " The other students were dumbfounded. Their eyes were fixated on Wu Junxuan. They didn't dare to blink for fear of missing out on a good scene.

Su Xi said softly, "Let's all go to class, this class will end here!"

"Then I'm leaving too. My acting is over!" Wu Junxuan turned and walked out of the classroom, heading straight out of the building.

"Wait a moment!" I haven't even arranged for you to train yet. " Su Xi chased after him and stopped Wu Junxuan with a hand. "You did well just now. You just need to train a little more."

Wu Junxuan said softly, "You used me to drive away the Chinese. What else do you want me to do for you?"

Su Xi said softly, "Every person who comes here has to take the exam. As a businessman, I can't not think for my own benefit."

"That's enough, you don't have to explain it to me. Do you want to send me back, or do you want me to take a bus back?!" Wu Junxuan didn't want to argue over this matter, and he also felt that Su Xi was right. The benefits were exactly what he needed right now.

"I'll send you off in a bit, but go upstairs and wait for me. I'll give you something." Wu Junxuan followed Su Xi into an office building. On the second floor, there was an office. Normally, Su Yongqing rarely came here, but Su Xi was in charge of it.

Su Xi walked to the bookcase beside the desk and took out a stack of files, placing them on the table. These were the most outstanding and the most special cases of a student performing a bodyguard task every year.

"If you go back and read this, it will be very helpful to you in your task."

Su Xi took a few more books and placed them on the table, then sat down at his desk, "If you were to follow your normal training, it would probably take you three to five years. Therefore, it's better to take a shortcut!"

Wu Junxuan flipped through a few books, which introduced a few rules for bodyguards and some training subjects.

"What are you training on, have you been in contact with the job of a guard before?!"

Wu Junxuan said softly, "I practice the national technique, Baji Fist!"

Su Xi said softly, "I heard my father say before that Wen Youjiu would be able to conquer the world, while Wu Youjiu would be able to do the same!"

"Loyalty and righteousness, using one's body as a shield, sacrificing one's own life for the sake of selflessness, putting himself in danger first." These words were deeply engraved in Wu Junxuan's heart. All the previous generation of Baji Fist Grandmasters and future generations of talents, most of them were leaders or the emperor's guards. Li Shuwen's first disciple, Huo Palace Hall, also served as the last generation emperor's bodyguard to protect Wu Junxuan's safety.

"Just take a look. The most basic thing to know is that I'll take care of the rest for you." Wu Junxuan flipped through the books. If he wanted to learn these things seriously, it would probably take him two to three years.

Su Xi said softly, "When the time comes, I'll let you practice it. Feel out the industry of bodyguards, and you'll gradually become familiar with it."

"En, if there's nothing else, I'll be going back. I'll come look for you after I finish reading." Su Xi drove Wu Junxuan back. Wu Junxuan carried a pile of books with him as he walked into the shop. Actually, even if he brought the books back, it would be useless because he didn't have the time to read them.

"Big brother …" "What is this?" Wu Xiaoluo picked up a book curiously and looked through it, "Bodyguard?" You want to be a bodyguard, but I heard that being a bodyguard is very dangerous! "

Wang Jinghao also heard this and walked over. He coughed lightly and said, "Little Xuan, what's going on? Are you going to be a bodyguard?"

Wu Junxuan said softly, "That Miss Su from before had a bodyguard company and wanted me to go. I thought the salary was quite good, so I agreed."

"Un, that's good as well. What you lack now is actual combat experience, that's good as well!" Since Wang Jinghao had agreed, this meant that the task was feasible.

These days, Wu Junxuan would free up 2 hours a day to lie on his bed and read the books and files. At the beginning, he could read them, but later he fell asleep just like a god in space.

"This won't do. I think it's better if I practice my fist art for a bit!" Wu Junxuan walked out of the room and warmed up his body by performing a set of Bajie Fist in the yard.

"Uncle Wang, I just fought a Taekwondo expert for a few moves."

"The Taekwondo is mainly about kicks, with kicks as fast as lightning."

Wang Jinghao walked over and sat down on a chair, "You will meet more martial artists in the future, so you need to work hard in cultivation so that you won't be surprised when you meet them."

"Un, I understand!"

...

"Little Mo!" Su Xi walked into a villa. Inside the villa, there were two girls sitting on the living room's sofa, eating potato chips and watching an idol play.

"Su Xi, why have you come? I haven't seen you for a few days. I missed you so much!" One of the girls sat up, barefooted, and ran over. "Why did you think of coming to see me today?"

Suxi said with concern, "Didn't you come to see that your injuries are better?"

"Mmm, it's much better now. It's just that I'm still feeling a little dizzy!" The girl's name was Bai Mo, and her father was the commander in chief of the Tianjin city's military base.

"She's already recovered, but she's too lazy. She's been lying on the sofa all day and she looks so pretty …"

"Shui Sheng, why do you say that? Don't tell me you didn't fight over it with me?"

Fu Shui Sheng sat up and chuckled. "I'm just accompanying you. If not, I would have gone out to play a long time ago."

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