Chapter: 1461

The loss this time was too great. He could have brought a good result with Snow Qing, and Qin Gang would naturally not underestimate him.

Rumors spread that Qin Gang is extremely generous. For example, when building Jinling Financial University's sanda boxing training gym, he directly donated 2700 million to build an international top-notch training gym, while others would only spend 1000 million to build a national-level one.

He previously thought Qin Gang must be very wealthy. Today, he finally realized that Snow Qing is actually Qin Gang's daughter.

This shows that Qin Gang was willing to give up 2700 million to let his daughter practice sanda boxing at Jinling Financial University. If he could bring a good result with her daughter, he would certainly give him several hundred thousand yuan as an award?

Thinking of this, he hurriedly tried to make amends, saying sincerely: "Mr. Qin, I'm not hiding from you - Snow Qing is indeed an extremely talented sanda boxer. However, she currently needs a true professional coach to systematically train and guide her in combat tactics."

He looked at Qin Gang with disdain and said, "Mr. Qin, someone like this young man who only talks about war but has no real experience or ability to back it up cannot possibly possess any genuine skills. You should entrust Snow Qing's training to me, a professional coach, rather than giving her to him. A naturally talented athlete like Snow Qing will only be wasted with such an inexperienced trainer!"

Qin Gang was furious after hearing this and scolded, "Coach Zhao, I've taught Snow Qing for over a year, and I don't want to see the same ignorance in you. However, if you continue to disrespect Master Ye, then don't expect Qin Gang to treat you with respect either!"

Zhao Haichao was seething with anger, wondering what kind of brainwashing had been done to make Qin Gang so gullible as to trust such a young and inexperienced person. If he didn't wake up soon, wouldn't his own opportunities be ruined?

Thinking about this, Zhao Haichao urgently wanted to demonstrate his strength in front of Qin Gang and prove that he was better than this useless Ye. So he shouted loudly, "Mr. Qin, sanda boxing is a martial art that requires actual skill, not just empty talk. Some people may boast about their abilities on paper, but when it comes to actual combat, they're nothing more than paper tigers! Don't let yourself be deceived!"

After saying this, Zhao Haichao gave Ye a cold glance before suddenly delivering a swift punch to his face!

Zhao Haichao's thought was simple: he had to prove his strength in front of Qin Gang and show that he was much stronger than this useless Ye. Only then could he possibly get Snow Qing back for training.

And only then could he board the Qin family's big ship!

He used all his strength in that punch and believed it was definitely capable of knocking Ye Chen down right in front of everyone.

Unsurprisingly, Zhao Haichao indeed has some real power.

After all, he had once won the national sanda champion title, and generally speaking, people aren't his opponents.

This punch is fast and merciless, not to mention even Qin Ao Xue who has trained for many years would have no reaction to it, let alone Qin Gang and Qin Ao Dong.

However, Zhao Haichao's speed that he takes pride in seems like a slow-motion to Ye Chen's eyes, utterly lacking any threat.

Moreover, he thought this punch was actually quite ineffective even to himself.

Even if he stood still, not moving at all, allowing Zhao Haichao to throw one punch, it would be impossible for him to cause any harm.

However, even if it poses no threat to himself, Ye Chen absolutely won't let someone like that hit him.

So when Zhao Haichao's punch is about to hit his face, he suddenly raised his fist to meet the opponent's punch and knocked back.

Just as Zhao Haichao thought he could kill Ye Chen with one punch, he suddenly felt his right fist as if it had been struck by an iron fist, followed by a loud and intense pain, accompanied by the sound of bones breaking.

In front of Ye Chen's fist, even his own fist was not as firm as dirt after being punched, and the entire fist became useless.

Zhao Haichao clutched his broken right fist in pain, shouting loudly while looking at Ye Chen with an incredulous expression.

He couldn't understand how this young man could have such terrifying and almost mutated abilities. JrNovels.com