It can be seen that this was originally an underground parking lot, located by the river, but it has been renovated, and the cement pillars have all been blown off, becoming empty and wide, the ceiling and the ground are separated by two floors, and the sandbags with pillows are hung on it, densely packed, at least forty or fifty!

I watched this in shock and said, "Are you going to want me to stand in front of me and let those punching bags hit?

William obviously didn't want to waste time, and yes, I've got a training plan tailored for you, and these sandbags are just one of the levels, and if you can't overcome this little difficulty, there's no need to go any further. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

I gritted my teeth, walked under the sandbags, and said okay, come on!

William waved his hand and said, "No, no, no, it's not good yet, before I begin, I want you to understand what I have taught you." ”

He straightened his back, gestured at me, and said, "You attack me with your fist now." ”

I was stunned, raised my fist, and said that it was just like that? William nodded.

I thought he was going to train with me, and I had seen him reach out, so I didn't worry about hurting him, so I moved my muscles and punched him in the face.

However, what I didn't expect was that William seemed to see through my movements, his head was deflected, and then he squeezed his eyebrows at me provocatively, I was a little annoyed, and punched again, but he still dodged, I still didn't give up, and continued to fight, but what made me stunned was that I hit more than 20 punches in a row, and I didn't touch a single hair of his hair, and in the end, he even closed his eyes, still calmly dodged my fist, and every time I hit, he said in advance where I wanted to attack:" Right fist, attack right, left fist, attack chin, right fist, attack eye......"

I was out of breath, so I had to stop and ask him how he could see through all my movements, as if he knew in advance, and he could avoid it with his eyes closed.

William smiled and said that there are a lot of things involved, and I will briefly explain to you: on the human epidermis, there is actually a very sensitive sense, like eyes and ears, but unlike them, this sense cannot see or hear sounds, but it can detect changes in the surrounding air currents, which is usually called "feeling".

William rolled up my sleeve, then stretched out his fingers, put them only a centimeter away from my arm, without touching the skin, and just shook them from side to side, asking if he felt anything?

I said tickle, William nodded, saying it was so close that you could clearly feel the position of my finger on your skin. Then he told me to close my eyes, repeat what I had just done, and ask me in the same words, "Can I still feel it?" and I still nodded, saying that it was still itchy.

Then William asked me to open my eyes, and he raised his fingers a little higher, to about a decimeter, and repeated what he had just done, saying now?

I felt it carefully, and said that this time it didn't seem to be tickling.

Then I immediately came to my senses, remembering the situation when William dodged my actions just now, and an extremely terrifying thought arose in my heart: I couldn't feel my fingers when I was a decimeter away from me, but William, I attacked him from so far away, and he not only felt it, but he could also dodge very sensitively!

William was a very smart man, he observed the changes in my face, smiled, and said you should understand what I mean, yes, there is an undeveloped perceptual system on the human epidermis, and once trained to mature, it will be able to sense farther distances than the eyes can see. Moreover, once the senses such as eyes, ears, and nose perceive something, they need to be transmitted to the brain first, and the brain will give instructions before the body can respond, so the speed is much slower. And this layer of senses on the skin is different, once it perceives something, the body will subconsciously respond, it is not only directly connected to the brain, but also communicates with the subconscious, in layman's terms, once this layer of senses is developed, it is dozens of times more sensitive than eyes, ears, etc.

I half-understood and said, oh, you mean that through these sandbags, you can train my senses, right?

William suddenly smiled maliciously, said yes, and then pushed me hard, directly into the middle of the sandbags, reached out and pressed a button on the wall, and the sandbags on the top of his head began to move, swaying from side to side, smashing at me in all directions.

I realized that this kind of training was real, so I threw away the distractions in my heart and began to pay attention to the movement of those sandbags smashed down, but these sandbags were too many and too dense, I couldn't see them with a pair of eyes, obviously dodging the front one, and the back one hit me again, dodging the left one, and the right one hit me again.

In just five minutes, I had already suffered dozens of blows on my body, painful and stuffy, my chest felt like it was pressed by a stone, and I couldn't breathe, William shouted outside: "Inside, your ears and eyes are not good, you have to feel the change in the air flow when the sandbags around you move, to determine the direction of dodging." ”

It's easy to say, but it's hard to do, a rookie like me hasn't even heard of a layer of senses on the epidermis,, although I'm not very attentive in class, but the biology teacher hasn't talked about this, right?

In the blink of an eye, I was beaten with sandbags dozens of times, and finally I couldn't hold on, and fell to the ground like a dead pig, and I didn't slow down for a long time, my mouth was fishy, spitting, and full of blood.

William took a whip outside, more than ten meters long, and he swung it freely, and whipped it hard on me, scolding: "Stand up!

I slammed my whole body and thumped the ground, stood up sharply, and said come again!

This time, I calmed down a lot, recalled what William said over and over again, and actually dodged four or five sandbags in succession, and was pleasantly surprised, thinking that I had touched the trick, but in the next minute, I immediately took a dozen more blows, and I realized that everything before was a fluke.

As expected, despite my hard work, I was still beaten by the sandbag and lost my temper, half an hour passed, I fell to the ground five times, each time I was whipped up by William, I asked to take a break, William sneered, saying that when I was training, it was all covered with stones, and once I was beaten to a coma for half a month, and I didn't show a cowardly expression like you!

Hearing his taunts, I gritted my teeth and persisted for more than 20 minutes, and in the end I only had the part of being beaten, and I didn't even have the strength to move.

William kicked me hard and scolded me in a slightly northern tone: "Like a male duck with a throat cut." ”

Then he squatted down and pinched my left wrist, and without seeing him push harder, he twisted and clicked, and he had already taken me back. Although I was exhausted, but still in pain I let out a huge scream, William helped me up, and began to touch all over my body, I thought he was going to do something dirty to me, William said I only like Xiao Yun, and I have no interest in you at all.

Slowly I found that my whole body began to heat up, and it seemed that I had regained my strength, William changed his touch to press, and pinched the bones on my body little by little, and in this way, more than forty minutes passed, I vomited a mouthful of blood, felt a lot more relaxed, and stood up from the ground.

William coughed and stood up, then wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth with a handkerchief, and led me to a wooden stake next to me, saying that I just helped you comb your body, you are fine, and now the next training is to kick the wooden stake.

I rubbed my left hand, circled the stake, and kicked it up, saying like this?

William angrily scolded Grammar, saying that your strength is too weak, and I will give you an example. As he spoke, he came to the stake, with his hands still in his trouser pockets, and just raised his right foot, swept out, and with a click, the stake the size of the keyboard was kicked off by him!