The strongest sniper king

Chapter 444
"Little Anzi, what happened to your face?"

Huzi was also very surprised when he saw Ang Lee's appearance.

"Uncle, don't worry about these details, tell me what you want me to do." Li An changed the subject.

"The guy in the karate uniform is called Musashi Sora. He once won the karate world champion and wants to kick the gym. Do you have the confidence to deal with him?"

Huzi quickly explained the matter, and hinted that if Ang Lee could defeat Musang Kong in front of reporters, it would bring great benefits to the martial arts school, and Ang Lee could get a commission.

Is the karate world champion awesome?

Li An deliberately checked on the Internet, and the world champion in karate is at most a second-degree black belt.

The highest level of karate is the fourth black belt, but the third and fourth black belts can only be obtained by those who have made the greatest contribution to karate, and there is no level test.

But then again, even the fourth dan of karate may not be able to reach the Qi state and enter the real martial arts avenue.

Li An is now at the second level of true qi, as long as he has not reached the martial artist who has not reached the qi state, he does not need to be afraid.

"No problem." Li An said very confidently.

Huzi was relieved when he heard this, he was really afraid that Li An would not be able to deal with Musashi Kong, and that would be a no-go.

"Little Anzi, you'd better slap a pig later, understand?"

"Understood." Li An knew that the presence of the media was the best opportunity to spread the word about slapping pigs.

"Musashi Sora, this is the person you want to challenge." Beard pushed Li An to the front.

"Is it him?" Musashi Sora asked Musashi under the tree.

Under the Musashi tree, he looked at Li An carefully, and said uncertainly: "It looks a bit like it, but that guy's face is not so dark."

As soon as Li An heard that his face was mentioned, he raised his right hand and said, "Musashi, do you want to learn my trick of slapping a pig again?"

"It's him, it's him, I remember his voice!"

Musashi screamed under the tree, and when he heard the slap on the face of the pig, he instinctively covered his face, feeling the conditioned pain on his face.

"Useless guy."

Musashi Sora cursed in a low voice, then walked forward with his hands behind his back.

"Boy, since you represent Huaguo martial arts, and I represent karate, let us compare each other to see who is the most authentic martial arts."

"Okay." Li An replied indifferently.

"How about it. Don't say I bully you, today I don't use my hands, I just use my legs to compare with you."

Musashi Kong held his hands behind his back, looking like a master.

"Okay."

Li An took a step forward, stretched out his hand and waved it.

With a crisp sound of "pa", there was a five-fingerprint on Musashi Sora's face, and he almost fell to the ground.

"Slap a pig in the face!"

"Have you seen that? The trick just now is the famous slapping method!"

"If I can learn this trick, I will never be afraid of being bullied again!"

The people who came to the Beard Martial Arts Academy to learn from their masters became more and more excited.

But Musashi Kong was a little bit dumbfounded, and when he came back to his senses, he shouted: "Boy, what are you doing?

You do it before I even say start, this is a sneak attack, cheating!

No, just now does not count. "

As he spoke, he turned back and shouted at the media.

"It was him who sneaked up on me just now. It doesn't count. You guys delete the video just now."

"Yes, it doesn't count, it's that kid playing tricks, delete it quickly."

"Delete the video, hurry up!"

Pigs from other island countries also shouted.

The media was hired by Musashi Sora, but no one has deleted the video now.

The karate world champion was slapped in public.

This is big news, whoever deletes the video is an idiot.

Musashi Kong and his people can only shout a few times, and they can't attack the media, so the news will be even bigger.

Seeing that the media could not be stopped, Musashi Sora wanted to get back some ground from Ang Lee.

"Listen up, boy. It doesn't count until you hear the word 'start', understand?"

"Understood, you can call." Li An nodded.

Musashi Sora thought that he was slapped because he was unprepared just now, but this time he still put his hands behind his back, posing like a master, and exhaled.

"start."

"Snapped."

Before Musashi Sora finished speaking, Li An's slap landed on his face again, nearly knocking him to the ground.

"Look, another slap in the face!"

"That's awesome, that bullshit karate champion got slapped again!"

"Learn, I must learn how to slap a pig!"

Hearing people's comments, Musashi Sora felt ashamed, straightened up and shouted: "It didn't count just now, you rushed to the second, and I haven't finished my sentence yet."

"Okay, this time we will do it after you finish your sentence." Li An said.

Musashi Sora put his hands behind his back again, posing as a master, and after adjusting his mood, he called: "Start."

Li An didn't do it immediately, but asked, "Can I do it?"

Musashi Sora nodded, staring at Li An with a wary face, and waited for Li An to step forward before raising his foot to fight back, regaining the spot just now.

"Snapped."

Before Musashi Sora's foot could be lifted, a slap rang out.

"It's the third time. That guy was slapped by Master Li three times in a row!"

"This pig slap is really hard to guard against, it's a martial arts masterpiece!"

"I admire the one named Musashi even more. How can he be so thick-skinned, and he can still survive being hit by Master Li three times in a row."

"Well, not bad. That guy's thick-skinned magic is really on par with slapping a pig, and his defense is top-notch."

After Musashi Sora struggled to stand up, he immediately called out: "It didn't count just now.

I thought again, a hand doesn't have to be an insult to my opponent.

How about this, I will let him have one hand, and only use one hand to fight him. "

Shameless.

Just now you dragged yourself so much that you didn’t need both hands, but now you can’t see it anymore and you find an excuse to use one hand.

Including the media secretly scolded.

"Whatever." Li An said indifferently.

Musashi Sora put his right hand on his chest, his eyes were like lightning, and after adjusting his breath, he shouted loudly: "Start!"

This time, Musashi Sora didn't wait for Li An to attack, but slashed at Li An in seconds when he opened his mouth to shout.

"Snapped."

Li An was even faster, and slapped Musashi Sora's face with his palm, interrupting Musashi Sora's attack.

"It's the fourth time, even with one hand, that guy can't block the Dafa of slapping a pig!"

"But he hasn't fallen down yet, and this face is really thick enough."

"That's right, in terms of being beaten, I only obey this island pig."

Musashi Sora yelled loudly before he got up from the ground: "This time it doesn't count.

Since it is a contest, it should be fair.

I want to use both hands, the only way is to respect you. "

"Okay." Li An still didn't care.

(End of this chapter)