It is said that when Zhou Xiaokun arrived at the martial arts hall, there were already more than a dozen people like him waiting, and they also reported for the sanda class.

There are men and women among these people, most of them are younger, the youngest looks to be eight or nine years old, the slightly older ones are about fifteen or sixteen, and only one person is older than Zhou Xiaokun.

This person is a woman about 30 years old, it seems that she should have been married, Zhou Xiaokun thought, she came to learn this, maybe it was for self-defense.

After the people arrived, coach Jin Biao came, he first took a list and named him, and when he read "Song Lu", the crowd was quiet, and no one answered.

Zhou Xiaokun also chuckled in his heart at this time:

Song Lu?

It can't be the female anchor that Chen Yingjun likes, right?

"Song Lu!" Coach Jin Biao read again, and at the same time glanced at the crowd: "Song Lu hasn't come yet, does anyone know her?"

Zhou Xiaokun wanted to ask if it was Song Lu, a student of Northeastern University, but before he could ask the words, a figure hurriedly entered the martial arts hall, and then ran towards this side, and this person was the Song Lu that Chen Yingjun liked.

Today's Song Lu is still dressed in Japanese style:

A sailor suit with a short skirt, black stockings that covered the entire leg, black big scalp shoes, and hair with a double ponytail.

In fact, people who went to college would always feel weird and have a feeling of pretending to be tender if they still dressed up like this, but Song Lu wore this dress, but it made people feel that there was no sense of disobedience at all.

"No wonder Chen Yingjun likes what she likes, it's so cute. Zhou Xiaokun muttered to himself in his heart.

"I'm sorry coach, I'm a little delayed on the way!" Song Lu walked to the front and back of the crowd, bent down and nodded politely at the coach, looking very polite.

The coach nodded, and then gave everyone a brief explanation of the history of this martial arts gym, as well as his personal sanda career, and also handed out some sanda books and training clothes to everyone.

When everything was ready, he explained some of the moves of Sanda, as well as the next training program.

He said that in the first week, they are all basic moves, starting with the fighting style, which is the preparatory posture before the actual battle, also called the preparatory style, the basic training of this fighting style is good, in order to punch or leg well, this is the foundation, so you must practice this first.

The fighting style is divided into a front frame and a reverse frame, the front frame is the left hand and left foot in front, the right fist and the right foot in the back, the reverse frame is just the opposite, as for which frame everyone is used to, this is different from everyone's habits.

Zhou Xiaokun is more energetic in his right hand and right leg, and the energetic ones are generally placed in the back, so he is suitable for practicing the right frame.

In addition to practicing martial arts, the most important thing is physical training, that is, running, the coach asks everyone to persevere in the future, insist on running every morning and evening, and a good body is fundamental.

Anyway, on the first day of the course, Zhou Xiaokun felt quite bored, just practicing a few postures back and forth, about ten minutes before the end of class, suddenly a boy with thick eyebrows broke into the martial arts hall.

After this thick eyebrow came in, he glanced around, and then walked towards the crowd on Zhou Xiaokun's side, and his gaze was always on Song Lu's body, so he never moved away.

And at this time, Song Lu, who was practicing martial arts, also happened to see this thick eyebrows, and her brows immediately wrinkled, obviously she knew this guy and seemed to hate him.

"Lulu, listen to me, what happened before is really not what you imagined!" walked up to Song Lu with thick eyebrows, and said in a slightly humble tone.

"Why are you telling me this? What does I have to do with you? It's none of my business at all, right?" Song Lu said impatiently.

Zhou Xiaokun's ears were also pricked up at this time, he felt that there was a good show to watch, in fact, he didn't just want to watch the play, he also wanted to find out what the relationship between Song Lu and this man was, after all, Chen Yingjun likes Song Lu now, and he is helping Chen Yingjun find out.

"I know you were angry that day, but things really weren't what you thought they were, you ......" Thick eyebrows continued, and his voice increased a lot of decibels, and you could tell he was in a hurry.

Song Lu seemed disgusting to say a word to him, and before he finished speaking, Song Lu shouted to shut up, and then turned around and walked towards the dressing room, probably wanting to change clothes and leave.

This thick eyebrow is also an impatient, so he simply went over and grabbed Song Lu's arm, asking her to listen to her explanation, the two of them pulled and pulled like this, and they happened to be noticed by the senior brother of a sanda class next to him, this senior brother may want to be a hero to save the beauty, or he may feel that outsiders come in to make trouble, and he must take care of it, so he came over and yelled at the thick eyebrows to let him go.

It stands to reason that people practice sanda, and the thick eyebrows that tugged Song Lu's arm should have some scruples, but he didn't, but he didn't say to the senior brother angrily: "It has nothing to do with you, you don't care about the!"

As soon as these words came out, the senior brother immediately rushed to him, and after the distance was enough, he directly hit him with a straight punch, but he was easily blocked by the other party with his left arm, and at the same time, the thick eyebrows quickly came out of the right leg, and a whip leg was whipped on the senior brother's ribs, and the senior brother screamed, and after taking two steps back, he sat directly on the ground with his buttocks, and then covered his ribs, hissing in his mouth, looking at his painful expression, it should be very painful.

It was at this time that everyone reacted, and the thick eyebrows that entangled Song Lu were obviously also a practitioner.

"As far as your three-legged cat's kung fu is concerned, you are also worthy of fighting Lao Tzu, do you know what rank Lao Tzu is?" After leaving this sentence, he continued to pester Song Lu.

But at this time, Song Lu was already very annoyed.

"Why are you beating people indiscriminately? I'm really convinced of you!"

"He came over to beat me first, I'm just on defense. The man's face was aggrieved.

As for Zhou Xiaokun, he was thinking at the beginning, if this boy was entangled with Song Lu too much, he would simply help, at least for the sake of Chen Yingjun's face, he should also help, but now, seeing that people kicked his senior brother to the ground and couldn't get up, he naturally coaxed.

This person is definitely not someone he can afford to mess with.

After all, this is a martial arts hall, and some people come to the martial arts hall to beat the students of the martial arts hall, isn't this equivalent to kicking the gym, and soon Coach Jin Biao, who got the news, rushed over, and he didn't know the thick eyebrows, and he came up with a few punches and kicks to put him down.

And after the thick eyebrows fell to the ground, it seemed that there was no big problem, but he did not continue to resist, and he probably understood that he was not Coach Jin Biao's opponent.

The coach scolded him twice, asked him why he came to make trouble, and at the same time went to see the situation of the senior brother, and after a brief inspection, he said that eighty percent of his ribs had been broken, and then someone called and called 120.

How to solve the next thing, this Zhou Xiaokun doesn't know, because after the accident, the coach asked them to change their clothes and go home first, anyway, Zhou Xiaokun was on the way back, thinking of the kick that kicked his brother with thick eyebrows, he still had palpitations, this is too powerful, looking at it is just a casual kick, and the ribs are actually broken.

At the same time, he was also a little excited:

It seems that if I practice the whip leg well in the future, the power will still be very great, and it is estimated that I can beat several ordinary people at once!

As for Chen Yingjun's side, Zhou Xiaokun still called Chen Yingjun after hesitating again and again.

"Hey, handsome, as a brother, I think it's still necessary to persuade you. As soon as the phone was connected, Zhou Xiaokun said anxiously.

"Ah, what are you trying to persuade me?" Chen Yingjun looked confused.

"Do you still like that female anchor Song Lu now?"

"Like, what's wrong?"

"I advise you not to like her, it's too dangerous, there is a man who seems to like her too, this is a martial arts master, and he kicked someone else's ribs with one kick. ”

"What's going on? Did you see Song Lu?"

"Hmm!" Then Zhou Xiaokun told Chen Yingjun about the martial arts hall, he said that these were also good intentions, and he hoped that Chen Yingjun would be careful, so as not to be broken by this thick eyebrow one day, but he didn't expect Chen Yingjun to be very backbone this time: ", which martial arts hall, I will also learn tomorrow." ”