In the blink of an eye, no one could stop Han Sanqian's punch.

"This idiot, is he going to ruin the reputation of our Taoist temple with his life?" The coach watched this scene with gritted teeth, and his anger towards Han Sanqian had reached its peak.

It is not difficult to imagine how much it would affect the reputation of the Taoist temple if someone died in the Taoist temple. Even the coach suspected that this was a fool sent by a competitor, and deliberately used this incident to discredit their Taoist temple.

Unfortunately, that's the end of the matter. Apart from watching helplessly, he had no way to stop it.

Some timid female students had already closed their eyes, unable to bear to see Han Sanqian being beaten into the air.

boom��

Another loud noise shook the entire boxing gym.

A certain female student who covered her eyes didn't hear the screams, but was silent, which made her feel a little strange.

How could there be no sound? Was that person killed immediately?

When she opened her eyes, her body instantly became stiff.

Han Sanqian stood where he was, without even taking a step back. And his entire right hand pierced through the iron sand bag.

How can this be!

There was no sound in the Taoist temple!

Needle drop can be heard!

Some rapid breathing could be heard faintly.

The expressions on everyone's faces are wonderful, with wide eyes and wide mouths. But the meaning of the expression is the same, except for shock, there is only shock.

The coach's eyes looked like he had seen a ghost. When he thought about it, it was no surprise that Han Sanqian was killed, but now, Han Sanqian punched through the iron sand bag, which he dared not even think about. The result of thinking.

abnormal?

It seems that these two words are no longer enough to describe Han Sanqian. The image of him standing in front of the iron sand bag at the moment is like a god of war standing between heaven and earth, only a golden light is missing.

The shocked expressions of several female students gradually turned into admiration, irresistible admiration, and even peach blossoms flickered in their eyes, and they couldn't help expressing their love for Han Sanqian.

After Han Sanqian withdrew his hand, the Taoist temple was finally no longer quiet, and the iron sand fell to the ground with the hole in his fist, making a humming sound.

"How much? I'll pay." Han Sanqian walked up to the coach and asked.

"Ah!" The coach didn't recover for a while, looked at Han Sanqian in horror, and subconsciously took two steps back.

He has been involved in taekwondo for more than 20 years. He has been playing since he was a child, and he has been a coach for several years. However, he has never seen someone with abnormal strength like Han Sanqian, which refreshed his understanding of the upper limit of strength.

"No, you don't need to pay, brother, are you willing to stay in our gym as a coach?" The coach asked Han Sanqian.

"Handsome guy, if you're willing to stay as a coach, I'll make up for another two years of tuition."

"I will make up for five years."

"I can make up ten years."

The women seemed to want to eat Han Sanqian, and they did not hide their enthusiasm for Han Sanqian at all.

Han Sanqian was ashamed. He just wanted to test his strength, but he never thought of being a coach here. JrNovels.com