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Chapter 297 Legends Are Everywhere
The audience at the scene went crazy. The exaggerated effects that could only be seen through computer special effects in martial arts movies are now intuitively displayed in front of them. What an awesome thing this is.

If it’s just awesome, then that’s fine. What’s more, it’s awesome in front of Korean sticks. It makes Korean sticks who think that all the good things in the world are stunned and speechless. How can this be a cool word? amazing.

This powerful Park Sung-shin has been arrogant for some time, but there is no match for him. Everyone can only swallow his breath and watch him be arrogant, but it is different now. All the resentment that had been stagnated in the past spewed out at this moment, and got the best vent.

Han Qiu lost his stamina quickly after a knowing blow, and his right fist for hitting the shot put was in pain. If it weren't for the defense bonus of the power glove, he might have seriously hurt himself with this punch.

But none of that matters now, as he is surrounded by enthusiastic fans.

"Excuse me, heatstroke man, have you ever attended Shaolin Wudang to learn kung fu?"

"Idol! Please accept me as a disciple, I want to practice boxing too!"

"Looking at this method, at first glance it looks like an outsider's kung fu, but only an expert can tell that it is an internal force practiced! Looking at this skill, I am afraid it has been around for more than ten or twenty years."

"Excuse me, do you have any inner skills or cultivation secrets? Sell them to me, any money is fine!"

The clamor in the guild hall drifted outside, causing the onlookers who didn't know the truth to be anxious. For a while, all kinds of hearsay, and only word-for-word versions were flying all over the sky.

"What? A man with heat stroke crushed a big stone on his chest?"

"No, no, no, it seems to be about a shot put in the chest?"

"What are you still discussing about inner strength, cultivation secrets?"

"Damn it, isn't it? Could it be that the man with heat stroke is really the legendary cultivator? Idol!"

The atmosphere outside the guild hall was so lively that it almost blocked the road traffic. Pedestrians passing by didn’t know why. When these guys introduced them, they were all stunned: Damn, could it be that the long-lost inner strength has really reappeared in the world? ?Broken boulders on the chest are legends that have only been heard and never seen before, not to mention broken shot put, this is simply challenging people's IQ and endurance limits!

"Student, I want to ask, are you making a movie?"

"If I could, I'd like to be an extra. I've never been on screen in my life."

Depend on!You don’t believe it?
The onlookers were furious, and kept shouting inside: "Come out, someone, did anyone use a mobile phone to record the video, please tell the truth!"

But few people in the stadium would care about the roar of the crowd outside, because everyone's attention was focused on Han Qiu.

Han Qiu's scalp was numb by this group of people who were crying and shouting for apprenticeship and cultivation. He thought to himself: It's not like I can't find martial arts secret books. Do I want the Sunflower Book?There is a full version on the Internet, if you search carefully, you should be rewarded.

"Do you know what's wrong?" Han Qiu was surrounded by people here, but heard a very loud voice from the other side.This tone is particularly cool, as if he is educating a child who has done something wrong.

Turning his head to look, Zhong Yiyi was standing in front of Li Xiahui with his hips akimbo. Looking at the shivering guy in the wheelchair, he stretched out his hands with his middle finger pointing down.

Li Xiahui's forehead was covered with sweat, and his heart felt cold. This time, he had completely fallen into the ditch, and he could not lose money by stealing chickens.

Thinking of Han Qiu's pair of iron fists that could smash a shot put, Li Xiahui trembled all over. If this fist hits him...

He finally felt that he was like a tragedy. From the very beginning of the story, he met the wrong person at the wrong time, set up the wrong opponent for himself, and he mistakenly thought that this was a situation where there was no competition. A powerful idiot, the kind that can be defeated just by stretching out a finger; what's even more hateful is that after learning the lesson, he is still obsessed with thinking about fighting back.

But what frustrates him the most is that his opponent seems to have been pretending to be aggressive and low-key. Every time he fights, he only reveals the tip of the iceberg of his true strength, making him feel hopeful.Then slowly play cat and mouse... If I didn't have this hope, I wouldn't be rushing forward like this, rushing to be abused!
As a result, it ended up in a situation like today... it was a disaster!Life is fucking like brushing your teeth, holding a cup in one hand and a washing utensil in the other... But obviously, the cup has a larger capacity!
"I was wrong!" Li Xiahui lowered his head depressedly, like a child who has done something wrong, afraid to face the eyes of many people, wishing to find a crack in the ground and get down.

This time, he was really frightened and frightened. When he thought of Han Qiu's fist, he felt a chill from the bottom of his heart. For the beautiful trap, resolutely don't step into it!

"If you know your mistakes, you can correct them. You are still a good boy." Zhong Yiyi fainted a lot when he said these words.

"However, don't show up under our noses in the future." Zhong Yiyi changed the subject and put on a threatening look to Li Xiahui: "When we see you, we are in a bad mood and can't eat. You have to know how to respect yourself, don't you know?"

Li Xiahui felt that this was a kind of torture. Being interrogated by a girl in such a tone was worse than beating him up. His own face was thrown into the sea today.

I have lived for more than ten or twenty years, and there has never been a day when I failed like today.

Never mess with that pervert again!He looked at Han Qiu with his peripheral vision, shouted in his heart again, and strengthened his belief.

However, Han Qiu ignored him, which was a bit surprising to him. According to his feeling, Han Qiu should have come in front of him now to ridicule him severely and beat him up.Thinking about the last time in Xinghai Garden, Li Xiahui felt creepy.

But today, why didn't he say anything at all?Have you changed your personality?
Li Xiahui was puzzled for a while. It was strange to say that there are still people in this world who are extremely puzzled because others do not come to fix him.This can only prove one thing: Li Xiahui not only has a face that needs to be beaten, but also a heart that needs to be beaten!
Han Qiu is extremely exhausted now, and his physical strength keeps dropping. Now he just wants to go back and lie down, and get a good night's sleep. He really doesn't have the physical strength and mind to talk to Li Xiahui anymore.Besides, the anger that should be vented is almost exhausted, so there is no need to waste time on this kind of rubbish.

Han Qiu casually took the sports backpack he had entrusted to Zhengtaibu for safekeeping, carried it on his back, and walked slowly towards the door with heavy steps.Murong Wei hurriedly followed, Zhong Yiyi snorted, no longer cared about Li Xiahui's slumped face, and ran a few steps, walking on the other side of Han Qiu.

In an instant, there was a pair of beautiful eyes like stars and frost, and the autumn water solidified like winter ice.

This backpack, this back!
Ouyang Feifei stood in place blankly, surrounded by the tide of people coming and going, passing by like floating light, but her figure never moved a bit, as if she was outside the world, free from the crowd.

The figure carrying a dazzling and weird backpack that was deeply engraved in her mind suddenly coincided with Han Qiu's back after repeated failed searches...

Could it be that he is the benefactor that he has been searching for for a long time?But if that were the case, he should have had many opportunities to explain to himself why he never mentioned it.It seemed that he was showing kindness without intending to repay him. Even if he went to find him now, he might not accept any thanks from him.

The fate of life is sometimes so strange. You have searched for him thousands of times, but suddenly when you look back, he is there in the dim light. A person you often see and take for granted may be the secret in your heart...

Just as Ouyang Feifei was stunned, Han Qiu had already walked out of the guild hall, and behind him were two beauties on the left and one on the right, who highlighted his pomp more and more, and the noisy "audience" immediately flocked to him.

"Boss, you have finally come out, so we are so worried!"

"Idol, I heard that your chest was shattered by a shot put? These passers-by still don't believe it and say that we are crazy. Now that you are here, let us all see it and shut the mouths of these idiots!"

Han Qiu was taken aback by the enthusiasm of the onlookers who didn't know the truth.Rub, broken shot in the chest?This is a test of human imagination!Want to see it on the spot?This is no joke.Now that my physical strength has declined and I am extremely weak, it is true that I need to go back to sleep quickly. Everything else is just a cloud.

Han Qiu dragged his tired body and even slowly squeezed out, but it didn't work at all. Countless figures and voices surrounded him, making him feel dizzy.

"What is the shot put in the chest? Don't listen to the hearsay, it's the shot put with an iron fist!" Han Qiuzhen was at a loss, and Zhong Yiyi behind him suddenly spoke to everyone: "If you want to hear the details, come to me!"

In an instant, Zhong Yiyi was surrounded by water, Murong Wei supported Han Qiu and quickly slipped away.Seeing the figures of the two going away, Zhong Yiyi felt a little sour, but there was a faint smile on the corner of her mouth.

You idiot, you are tired, go back and lie down, like a lazy pig!Leave the chaos here to me!
Ouyang Feifei walked out slowly with her brows furrowed, but Han Qiu was nowhere to be seen. Seeing Zhong Yiyi energetically commenting on Han Qiu's performance today, speaking so eloquently, Ouyang Feifei's eyes suddenly turned softly. Blink: Yes, isn't Han Qiu unwilling to accept rewards?Then give back all my gratitude to this girl...

A few hours later, in every corner of the universities in Rongcheng, people were talking about a legend:
"The man with heatstroke shattered the shot put with one punch! He's tough, don't explain it!"

(End of this chapter)