"I won't tell you!" Qu Zimo's face was suddenly red by his father's words, and he muttered a word of dissatisfaction and ran away.

Xiang Yingying saw that Qu Zimo had run away, leaving himself alone to face the anger of his master, his eyes rolled, and he hurriedly shouted: "Senior sister! Don't go! After Xiang Yingying finished speaking, he wanted to turn around and slip away.

"If you kid dare to slip away, try it!" Seeing this, Qu Tiancheng said viciously.

Xiang Yingying, who had already run to the door, suddenly seemed to be frozen, and after a long time he turned around, and said with a hippie smile: "I'm going to chase Senior Sister!" ”

"You're chasing a fart! Do you still have your senior sister in your heart? Qu Tiancheng's expression was very serious, and he decided not to pretend to be sloppy and let it go.

He originally thought that the two of them should be a matter of course, but he knew that one was reserved, and the other was like a child who hadn't grown up. So, Qu Tiancheng was ready to pick out this matter and ask Xiang Yingying what this kid thinks.

He didn't mean that he had to force Xiang Hero, he just felt tired of the two of them looking at their current incomprehensible appearance. He understands his daughter's thoughts, but Xiang Yingying has been abroad all this time, who knows if this kid will be tempted by the outside world of flowers.

Seeing Qu Tiancheng's serious expression, Xiang Hero didn't dare to lose his shape, and said very seriously: "Of course, you and Senior Sister are the most important people in my life, it can be said that without you and Senior Sister, I would not be the hero today." ”

Seeing Xiang Yingying speak so solemnly, Qu Tiancheng sighed and asked, "You should know your senior sister's thoughts, I don't force you, but you kid has to give me an explanation." ”

"Master, don't worry, I won't let you down. So, on March 18th, I'm going to fight the championship in Sydney, Australia, and I hope you can be there in person, and the moment I bring the middleweight belt, I'll give you and my sister an explanation. Xiang Yingying said with a smile on his face.

Qu Tiancheng quickly understood what Xiang Yingying meant, and asked with a smile: "You kid are so sure that you can win this game?" ”

"Master! Since I dare to clear you to the scene, I am 100% sure that I will win the game, don't you believe in my strength? Xiang Yingying asked very confidently.

Qu Tiancheng glanced at Xiang Yingxing with some displeasure, pointed to the corner of the small courtyard, and said with a straight face: "Prove it to me!" ”

Xiang Yingying followed Qu Tiancheng's finger and found that on the one-person thick ginkgo tree in the corner of the small courtyard, a huge sandbag nearly one person high was hanging.

Xiang Yingying didn't hesitate, threw the luggage in his hand to the ground, took out a pair of combat gloves from the equipment bag he carried, put them on directly, and then walked quickly to the sand belt.

"Wait a minute!" After Qu Tiancheng finished speaking, he turned around and went back to the room, and with some difficulty, he took out a pair of weight-bearing leggings, and the "bang" was still on the ground.

"Speed kicks, every three minutes as a group, a total of five sets, each set of one minute rest after the end, a total of 20 minutes. You kid have to remember that you have to always keep your fastest speed and keep sweeping and kicking the target. This is to improve your balance and coordination, while also strengthening your hips and maximizing the lethality of your legs. ”

This familiar order immediately reminded Xiang Yingying of that painful and helpless night, and it was also that past that Xiang Yingying was completely integrated into the Qu Family Martial Arts Hall, and Qu Tiancheng and Qu Zimo also became irreplaceable people in Xiang Yingying's heart that night.

"Yes, master!" Xiang Yingying didn't hesitate, ran directly to the room with his equipment bag, and after a while, Xiang Yingying, who was wearing shorts and short sleeves, walked out, put on the weight-bearing leggings weighing 20 kilograms, and started the "Gate of Hell" training that he hadn't tried for two years.

The hero of "Hell's Gate" remembers very clearly, and he used one sentence to describe it at the time, that is, "When you start training, the gate of hell opens for you, so that you can enjoy the hellish extreme journey to the fullest."

And the first time he did this kind of training, he was so tired that he collapsed to the ground and cried loudly.

"Smack! Syllable! Syllable! The long-lost sound of extreme speed began to sound in the small courtyard, since Xiang Yingying went abroad, no one could insist on this perverted training method.

Fat Paper once tried, carrying a weight of ten kilograms, and the two groups did not finish it, and they were directly tired into dogs.

Xiao Wu also tried, the same weight of ten kilograms, the third group only did one minute, the same tired as a dead dog.

Agoura was even more unbearable, thirty seconds less than the fat paper.

Even the Black Rock Club's lightweight newcomer Wang Luhan, who is known for his physical strength, fell in the fourth group.

And this time, Qu Tiancheng took out a weight of twenty kilograms for Xiang Yingying, that is, ten kilograms on each leg, which is simply an impossible task.

I don't know when, Qu Zimo returned to the other courtyard, and looked at the Xiang hero who was sweating like rain under the ginkgo tree with emotion.

"Smack! Syllable! Syllable! "The very rhythmic sound of percussion kept coming out of the courtyard, and it didn't take long for Xiao Wu, Fat Paper, and Mi Te......

It can be said that the coaches and students of everything in the hero camp came, and the familiar ones ran directly into the courtyard, and the unfamiliar ones crowded at the door, boldly climbing the courtyard wall and the big trees outside the courtyard wall.

Although there were many people, none of them made a sound, just looked at Xiang Hero who kept coming out of his legs excitedly and nervously.

At this time, there was only the sound of Xiang Hero's punching of sandbags and Qu Tiancheng's command.

"Didn't you eat?"

"Harder, faster! Hurry up! ”

"Is that how you train abroad?"

"At your current level, you still want to win the championship!"

"Quick! Faster! ”

"Do you remember how you felt?"

"Do you remember why you boxed?"

With Qu Tiancheng's roar, Xiang Ying, who was already sweating profusely, tried his best.

Hanging in mid-air, the giant sandbag weighing one hundred and twenty kilograms kept changing and twisting under the fiery attack of Xiang Hero, and the high-frequency attack made the sandbag have no way to be vertical at all, like a swing in the wind, constantly swinging in the air.

I don't know when, it snowed heavily in the sky, and after a while, the snow became heavier and heavier. The goose-feather-like snowflakes that fell on Xiang Yingying's body quickly melted, and some of them were melted by the huge heat emitted from his body before they even completely fell on Xiang Yingying.

No one paid attention to the first heavy snow in the capital in 2019, and they all focused their eyes on the figure of the athlete flying up and down in the snowflakes.

But fifteen minutes later, the vigorous figure was no longer vigorous, his movements were getting slower and slower, his breathing was getting shorter and shorter, and his expression was becoming more and more hideous.

But despite this, this stubborn figure is still holding on, insisting......

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