Although it was the weekend.

Bo Lingyun still came to the dojo early in the morning.

Although he is young, he is a strict self-disciplined person.

Twice a week taekwondo lessons, never absent or late.

Get out of the dressing room.

Changed into a black and white taekwondo suit.

The teenager was not crushed by the loose clothes, and even appeared more upright.

The short black hair on his forehead naturally hangs down.

Slightly obscured the eyes that overflowed with edge.

If you say that learning taekwondo is only one of Bo Lingyun's many courses, it is dispensable.

Well since not so long ago.

He personally watched Huo Xiaotang drop the little fat boy neatly over his shoulder.

In the bottom of Bo Lingyun's heart, for the first time, his true love for taekwondo burned.

It turns out that it is so exciting.

No matter what the real reason is in Bo Lingyun's heart.

His ambition and fighting spirit are really being burned.

Bo Lingyun walked up to the second floor, his private exclusive training room.

Wei Feng, the former national champion and the king of the three-year streak, that is, Bo Lingyun's coach, is already waiting for him inside.

When Wei Feng saw Bo Lingyun.

Every time they met, he had to sigh once, and now the child is really growing fast enough.

Bo Lingyun seemed to have grown taller again.

The calm aura that emanated from his body became more and more intense.

For Wei Feng, the emotion in his heart was not just that.

More seriously....

He had less and less things to hand over to Bo Lingyun.

This child's learning ability, absorption ability, is really terrible.

Any skill that Wei Feng taught, he could always master in the shortest possible time, immediately.

Or even draw inferences.

Whether it is the ability to understand or react to the spot, they are all outstanding.

Wei Feng prides himself on being the best coach in the industry.

Whether it is the past glorious resume, or the current professional skill maintenance state, it has always been at the peak.

But even he felt embarrassed.

If it weren't for Bo Lingyun's body type, he wouldn't be an adult....

If it weren't for Bo Lingyun's strength, he wouldn't be completely sound...

If in another five years....

No!

Maybe even as long as three years.

This young man, with his ability, may be able to overturn him, the coach, that is, the master, to the ground.

It is said that the back waves of the Yangtze River push the front waves.

Such a terrifying back wave, even Wei Feng, who had fought in the professional arena, felt worried.

After Bo Lingyun entered the door.

Bending over Wei Feng, he politely called out "Coach".

Wei Feng answered in a low voice, "Hmm. Then

the two started warming up.

Wei Feng's arm was strapped with a hard sponge, and Bo Lingyun either punched or raised his leg.

A series of actions, do the clouds and flow.

Not only is it vigorous in strength, but also extremely beautiful and dashing in posture.

The figure is like a white crane spreading its wings.

Slender but not thin.

The whole body is filled with a youthful heroic spirit.

Twenty minutes later.

The warm-up exercise is over.

A fine layer of sweat oozed from Bo Lingyun's forehead, and his short black hair was a little damp.

He shook his head.

Inky black eyes looked straight at Wei Feng.

Speaking bluntly.

"Coach, do you have something to say to me?"

Wei Feng was shocked.

He marveled at Bo Lingyun's growth, and even more marveled at his innate ability to see through people's hearts.

In vain he lived for so many years, but he was not as good as a teenager.

But Wei Feng had been teaching Bo Lingyun for a long time, and he had long been accustomed to it.

After a short moment of consternation.

Wei Feng quickly regained his composure, and he said to Bo Lingyun, "Lingyun, someone has sent you an invitation to fight. "

In the world of taekwondo, it's like a martial arts school.

Battles between masters, competing against each other, are a common thing.

It's a rule in the industry.

Unlike the strict nature of professional competition, private competitions are more free and can show real strength.

And the rivers and lakes are so big, the real masters are not necessarily in the professional arena.

For example, Jiang Moshen.

Wei Feng regarded it as a lifelong goal, a man who wanted to surpass but could not reach.

This time....

The same is true of the person who handed over the battle application with Bo Lingyun.

As Wei Feng's most outstanding apprentice, there were actually many people who wanted to fight against Bo Lingyun.

It's just that Bo Lingyun is not one of those students who want to take professional taekwondo.

He has a special status.

Wei Feng never arranged any battles for him, and he refused all the battle posts sent to his door.

But this time.

It made Wei Feng hesitate.

Bo Lingyun frowned slightly.

Battles and things like that, he is also clear.

Bo Lingyun knew even more about Wei Feng's protection of him and the practice he had refused before.

But today.

How could Wei Feng suddenly mention the matter of the battle.

Or rather....

"The person who invited the battle this time is very special?" Bo Lingyun asked speculatively.

Before Wei Feng could speak, his expression changed, and he had already told Bo Lingyun the answer.

More than special.

And it's extraordinary.

The last time Jiang Mo Shen appeared.

Wei Feng learned that someone was able to tie with Jiang Moshen, so he became extremely curious.

He wondered.

Who the hell can do things that even he can't.

Wei Feng used some methods, or rather, some means.

He got part of the information about the "Battle of Ho Yi".

Not much content.

But the name "Huo Yizhan", as well as the identity of the third son of the Huo family, was enough to make Wei Feng realize something.

As former professional players, worshiping the strong is their blood flowing in the body.

Wei Feng wanted to fight with this Huo Yizhan .

Even if it's not Jiang Moshen, it doesn't matter.

However, he also knew that with Huo Yizhan's identity, it was impossible to notice him.

This will only be an unattainable dream.

But yesterday.

Wei Feng received a battle post from Huo Yizhan .

When he saw the other party's name, he was in such a blood-boiling ecstasy.

But!

The opponent Huo Yizhan wanted was not Wei Feng.

Rather, - Bo Lingyun.

What Huo Yizhan wanted to fight against turned out to be his apprentice, and it was a minor teenager.

This is completely inconsistent with the requirements of the battle.

It can even be said that Huo Yizhan bullied the small with the big.

In such a battle, Wei Feng could directly refuse.

But Huo Yizhan ... This person is Huo Yizhan.

It was Wei Feng's heart and wanted to fight an opponent.

So...... He hesitated.

Wei Feng's post about the battle, as well as the ins and outs of the matter, probably told Bo Lingyun.

He said at the end.

"Lingyun, this is not a fair game, if you don't want to fight, I can go and refuse. But Huo Yi fought him-" "

I want to fight!"

Without waiting for Wei Feng to say those persuasive words.

Bo Lingyun actually heard the name Huo Yizhan as early as when his eyes burst with a determined light.

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