After leaving Ye Yun's place, Jiang Wenhe was also quite a little crying and laughing.

Originally, he just planned to meet that person, or the two sides would make two moves, but it turned out to be an acquaintance, and it was Ye Long who was beaten by himself.

It is estimated that the next time Ye Yun sees herself, she may not know what a strange feeling she feels, after all, she beat up her brother, and she thought she could help herself, but she didn't, and it was probably quite embarrassing.

Since he had the Talent Tree, Jiang Wenhe found that his originally peaceful life had long since disappeared completely.

Now he is very busy every day, and there are always all kinds of good and bad things coming to him, such as just going to play Ye Yun's dormitory at noon, and when he gets out of school in the afternoon, he has to follow Xu Zhengjun to the boxing gym.

In just a few days, he has run the Fist Pole Martial Arts Gym eight times, and he has also "fought" with the people of the Fist Pole Martial Arts Gym.

Following Xu Zhengjun to the Fist Pole Martial Arts Gym, Jiang Wenhe found that the atmosphere in today's martial arts hall seemed to be a little wrong, a little more pressure than usual, and a little less loose

Because of the last exchange meeting, the popularity of the martial arts hall has been improved, so many people have come to join the boxing martial arts hall.

So at a glance, Jiang Wenhe saw that there were many new faces, the number of people had increased by at least three layers, and everyone was struggling to exercise their skills.

This is the benefit brought by Jiang Wenhe, which is what Jin Feng is persistently pursuing.

In the past, there was still some loose love in the martial arts hall, but today I didn't feel it at all, only a dignified taste.

Xu Zhengjun whispered: "My dad is a bit strict, I have been trained by him since I was a child, and he is a little strict with the people in the martial arts hall. “

Jiang Wenhe showed his original appearance, it turned out that he was forced by the pressure of the curator! It's just that in this case, those new students are estimated to lose some.

And Jiang Wenhe's arrival made some of the old students of the original martial arts hall show a kind and respectful smile, even those who lost five hundred yuan kept nodding their heads, and those newcomers had a look of admiration.

After all, there are many people who want to join the Fist Pole Martial Arts Gym because of Jiang Wenhe's excellent performance, and some of them are also from other martial arts gyms, which also makes Lu Yong very grateful to Jiang Wenhe.

"My dad is in his own training room, let's go over." Xu Zhengjun said as he walked.

Before entering the training room, the sound of a dull fist colliding with the sandbag came from afar, and through the sound, Jiang Wenhe could feel that the strength of that person was absolutely terrifying.

Pushing open the door of the training room, Jiang Wenhe saw a middle-aged man wearing a ** upper body, revealing a bronzed and sturdy figure, constantly attacking a red sandbag, hitting the sandbag high every time, and then dodging, punching and attacking, knocking the sandbag away, and then dodging.

Every time he attacked, he brought out a whistling wind, which was very amazing, even Jiang Wenhe was a little surprised when he saw it, this is even stronger than Ye Long's strength I don't know how many times.

If he met the current middle-aged man at that time, he would definitely be defeated, even if he was now one against forty, he might not be able to defeat him.

There is no basis for this, just an intuition on the part of Jiang Wenhe.

Both of them tacitly did not interrupt the middle-aged man's workout.

After a few minutes, the middle-aged man finally stopped, took a deep breath, and did not look tired at all.

This middle-aged man is Xu Zhengjun's father Xu Qing, nearly 40 years old, with short inch-long hair, slender eyebrows, majestic eyes, a towering nose bridge and unsmiling corners of the mouth, giving people a very stern impression.

Thinking about Xu Zhengjun's childhood life, it is estimated that it is not very pleasant.

"Zhengjun, this is the hero who helped our family's martial arts gym?" But unexpectedly, as soon as Xu Qing spoke, he seemed very witty.

"Yes, Dad, he is Jiang Wenhe." Xu Zhengjun hurriedly said.

"Hello Uncle Xu." Jiang Wenhe nodded politely.

Xu Qing showed a rare smile, and then looked Jiang Wenhe up and down, but he didn't see anything special.

Although the muscles have lines, they are too soft, they should not be too explosive, and the palms do not have calluses left by perennial exercise, and the skin is pale, which should be due to the fact that they often stay at home in a cool place.

With just one glance, Xu Qing's eyes saw so much viciously, so he also had some doubts in his heart.

"Wenhe, it should be okay to call you that, right?" Seeing Jiang Wenhe nodding, he continued: "I only came back from the field yesterday, and I heard the students of the martial arts hall keep mentioning you, first of all, I would like to express my gratitude to you on behalf of the martial arts hall!" Thank you for keeping the reputation of the martial arts hall and bringing in so many new people. “

Although strict, Xu Qing was clear about right and wrong, and he didn't look like he was an elder, but respected Jiang Wenhe very much.

Jiang Wenhe was taken aback by Xu Qing's gift, and hurriedly said: "Uncle Xu is polite, and I also got paid, and I didn't help for nothing." “

Xu Qing waved his hand and said, "One thing is one thing, but Uncle Xu, I have a reluctant request, I don't know if Wenhe can agree?" “

"Xu Zhengjun is really right, his father is indeed a martial arts maniac!" Jiang Wenhe said secretly.

However, Jiang Wenhe generally will not refuse to learn, after all, now that he wants to improve his extraordinary talent, only Tongguò masters, ordinary people, it is estimated that even one percent of the proficiency cannot be improved.

"Uncle Xu is planning to have a fight?" Jiang Wenhe said bluntly.

Xu Qing nodded and said, "You are really thorough, although I am more than a round older than you, but I am really happy to see the hunt, if you can't learn a thing or two, you really can't sleep at night!" “

Xu Qing said a bit exaggerated, but Jiang Wenhe could see from his fanatical eyes that he was indeed very eager to fight, maybe this was a warrior who was born to stand in the ring and fight constantly.

"Okay, since Uncle Xu has this idea, then I, who is a junior, naturally have no reason to refuse, and I am also very eager to fight with the strong in order to test my strength."

Jiang Wenhe didn't drag the mud and water, and readily agreed to Xu Qing's suggestion.

"Haha, good, it's really a young hero, it's refreshing!" Xu Qing's stern face showed a hearty laugh.

"Dad, are you going to fight in the ring in private, or do you want the students to see it too? If yes, we can get the word out...... Maybe it will cause a bigger sensation than that day. "Xu Zhengjun has some ghost ideas.

Xu Qingyi said simply: "Privately." “

Xu Zhengjun knew his father's temper, so naturally he didn't dare to object, and Jiang Wenhe also hoped that his strength would be improved without being exposed, so he agreed.

"Let's use this training room as a venue." Xu Qing said.

"Good!" Jiang Wenhe nodded.

Pull the sandbag aside, and the venue is much more empty, enough for the two to compete.

"We don't have gloves, let's just come with our bare hands, and to be honest, I'm not used to bringing that thing." Xu Qing said.

"Okay, then don't wear it." Jiang Wenhe didn't have any opinions.

The two sides put on a good posture, and Xu Qing's movements were quite a bit of ancient martial arts. Jiang Wenhe, on the other hand, has his hands down, but he can defend at any time.

Xu Zhengjun on the side looked nervous, he had never seen his father use all his strength, he didn't think that Jiang Wenhe could win, but how much strength he could let his father use.

"Wenhe, pay attention!"

Xu Qing took the lead in attacking, approaching Jiang Wenhe at a speed that ordinary people could not understand, and then punched him in the face, once again bringing out a whistling fist.

Jiang Wenhe was also taken aback, and he didn't have time to dodge, so he could only cross his hands in front of him, and block this attack with his arms.

But the force of Xu Qing's punch was really strong and terrifying, Jiang Wenhe only felt a burst of impact coming, and his body unconsciously slid backwards a meter away.

"It hurts!"

This was the first time Jiang Wenhe had felt pain since he had the talent of bravery. It's just that the pain is not strong, and it won't affect Jiang Wenhe's performance.

After Jiang Wenhe blocked this punch, he rushed forward, and with a whip leg, he went towards Xu Qing's waist.

Xu Qing reacted very quickly, his body squatted quickly, and then stretched out his right leg and swept it, leaving only Jiang Wenhe, who was only supported by one foot, suddenly fell down.

Jiang Wenhe did not panic, his arm supported the ground hard, regained his body balance, and dodged Xu Qing's follow-up attack.

Without the slightest pause, the two quickly approached each other and launched a frantic attack.

At first, the two of them were full of energy, their reflexes were very fast, and they were able to dodge each other's attacks, but as time went on and the two of them were a little tired, there were many attacks, and they began to be unable to dodge.

Jiang Wenhe's waist and the corners of his mouth have suffered many attacks, and there are already many bruises on his arms, but he has the talent of bravery, but he is unaware of it, and he has almost completely ignored the defense, just a simple attack.

But Xu Qing's condition was even worse, her face was blue and swollen, and the nosebleeds couldn't stop dripping, and she was bruised all over.

When more than ten minutes passed, the two of them were just bombarding each other frantically! Completely ignore the defense, just simply see whose body is stronger and whose strength is greater!

I only saw the raindrop-like fists, which kept falling on the two of them.

Xu Zhengjun was a little dumbfounded as he watched from the sidelines, Jiang Wenhe was able to fight his father against such a tragic Cheng dù!

If you play on your own, you might not be able to stand a punch or two, right? Xu Zhengjun thought a little pathetic.