Liu Xiang and the others took a taxi to the Liaocheng Martial Arts Association and found Zhang Yao.

Zhang Yao led the two to the martial arts class management office on the 6th floor of the association. In fact, the registration office for the martial arts class can be handled at the front desk on the 6th floor, and Zhang Yao is afraid that it will be difficult to operate because of the large number of people, so he leads them inside. You can't say that 50,000 tuition is 2,000 in front of other customers.

Li Lei, the person in charge of the martial arts class management office of the Martial Arts Association, has a good relationship with Zhang Yao, and it is no problem to help with a play, anyway, the tuition fee will not be really less.

Liu Xiang and Zhao Guangming filled in the information as required and handed it to Li Lei.

"Okay, after paying the tuition, you can go to class today. You chose the class of Mr. Wang, the silver medal coach, and the actual combat class of Mr. Wang was from 8 to 10 o'clock in the evening. ”

"How much is the tuition fee?" Liu Xiang asked.

"The tuition fee is two thousand a month." Li Lei's eyelids jumped and said.

"So cheap? Uncle Zhang. Isn't this Coach Wang too weak! I just heard that someone outside reported that the bronze medal coach's class is still 3,000 a month? Without waiting for Liu Xiang to speak, Zhao Guangming asked Zhang Yao out of nowhere.

"yes. There are only three silver medal coaches in the Liaocheng Association, why is this price so low. Liu Xiang was also surprised.

The tuition fee of 2,000 a month is really cheap, Liu Xiang remembers that when he was in junior high school, there were classmates in the class who had thousands of dollars a month in a cram school.

He is actually ready to spend 5,000 a month, although there are still some savings in the card, but Liu Xiang wants to keep it to pay the college tuition, so if it is more than 5,000 a month, he has to consider going to the bronze medal coaching class.

"Don't talk nonsense, Wang Lao is the best in our Liaocheng Association. I brought you two here, of course through internal channels. Your Uncle Zhang still has this face. Zhang Yao explained.

"Oooh! Got it! Thank you, Uncle Zhang! Zhao Guangming looked suddenly enlightened.

"Be polite to Uncle Zhang. You two pay the fee and leave, and come back in the evening when it's time for class. Classes will be held in Training Hall 3 on the 15th floor. Zhang Yao was afraid that it would drag on for a long time, and he hurriedly sent the two of them.

After Liu Xiang and the others left, Li Lei took the information they filled in and said with a smile: "Your friend has paid for his son!" Paved the way for his son so early. Also, his son is only a level 3 talent, and he will definitely have to rely on his classmates with level 8 talent to take care of him in the future. ”

"What a thing! You've read too many officialdom novels, right? My friend's son is a level 8 talent. Zhang Yao looked at Li Lei speechlessly and said.

"Uh. Could it be that the little fat man is the illegitimate son of your friend? ”

"Don't guess, my friend regards Liu Xiang as his godson. He's a big boss and he's not bad for money. ”

Zhang Yao was really too lazy to deal with Li Lei, who had a lot of dramas, and left after speaking.

Liu Xiang and Zhao Guangming didn't understand the market, so they left the Martial Arts Association without suspicion.

In the evening, Liu Xiang came to the No. 3 training hall 20 minutes in advance, and when he leaned on the window to see that only Zhao Guangming was inside, he pushed the door directly and walked in.

As soon as Zhao Guangming saw Liu Xiang coming, he immediately beckoned Liu Xiang over.

"Fatty, we have found a treasure, I heard my dad say it. Our coach Wang Lao is amazing! It's an old man who came back from outside the plane, a real master. ”

Liu Xiang couldn't help but be moved when he heard it, and then wondered: "How can such a master be just a silver coach?"

"It is said that Wang Lao was seriously injured outside the plane, and his cultivation was almost useless, so he went back to his hometown Liaocheng to retire and didn't want to go to a first-tier city, so he hung a silver medal in the Liaocheng Association." Zhao Guangming explained secretly.

Liu Xiang nodded and said, "I see." Then we're really taking advantage of it. ”

When the two of them were talking, more than 20 people walked in one after another, some of them were older and some of them were young, and a few of them were adults who were not martial arts scum like them at first glance, and they were probably not inferior to the head teacher Lei Jin, at least they were also martial artists.

It seems that there are many people who know the origin of Wang Lao.

At exactly 8 o'clock, an old man with sparse gray hair and a slender figure walked in outside the door, breathing heavily, as if he had to be sent away if he couldn't get up in one breath.

Behind him was a stout young man, in his 20s, wearing the uniform of the martial arts association, probably a teaching assistant or something.

The old man staggered to the crowd and stood firm, and then said slowly: "My name is Wang Dashan, your coach, start the class now." ”

"You each find an opponent of equal strength first, and let's fight first!" After Wang Dashan finished speaking, he ignored everyone, and slowly walked to the side and sat down.

More than 20 students looked at each other and did not respond for a long time.

Zhao Guangming looked at Liu Xiang and asked, "What's the situation, didn't you talk about anything?" Just open the whole? ”

"Let's learn, let's do whatever the coach tells us! Let's do it. After speaking, he motioned for Zhao Guangming to move.

Zhao Guangming didn't talk nonsense, his body was low and punched Liu Xiang's stomach, Liu Xiang raised his leg to open Zhao Guangming's fist, and the two of them fought together.

When the others saw that someone had taken the lead, they also found a good opponent one by one to fight.

Fortunately, the training hall is big enough, and more than 20 people are more than enough to practice in it.

As soon as those few students who seemed to be above the martial artist level made a move, they tossed and turned, and the various subtle tricks caused Liu Xiang and Zhao Guangming to forget to do it.

"These guys are so amazing, I can't keep up with my eyes." Zhao Guangming said with a twinkle in his eyes.

"Well, at first glance, it's a master." Liu Xiang responded.

"The master is a fart, and he has been fighting for a long time without any injuries." A hoarse old voice came from behind him.

Liu Xiang and Zhao Guangming looked back and saw that it was Coach Wang Dashan. It turned out that the two of them had just gone back and forth to the vicinity of Wang Dashan.

Wang Dashan turned his head to look at the two of them and asked, "What kind of punch did you two use just now?" ”

"Coach, we're using the Thunder Fist." Liu Xiang saluted and replied in a low voice.

"It turned out to be Ben Thunder Fist! I thought it was Wang Baquan? I almost thought I had met a peerless genius, and I created my own boxing technique at a young age. Wang Lao Yin and Yang said angrily.

Liu Xiang was speechless for a while, and suddenly felt that Wang Dashan's mastery was gone, this old man spoke so poisonously, and he had the demeanor of a fat man.

Zhao Guangming said unconvinced: "We have been practicing for too short a time, or it will be as exciting as those guys." ”

"Wonderful has a fart! Are you a monkey in martial arts? Wang Dashan suddenly scolded angrily, and then said: "Martial arts are killing skills, if you really go to the battlefield, life and death are in an instant, how can there be bullshit time for you to show off your fists and feet." ”

After speaking, he ignored the reaction of the two, and said to stop in the field, which was a little strange, obviously it didn't sound loud, but everyone on the field who was still coming and going stopped all of a sudden.

After everyone gathered, Wang Dashan said: "I know almost your actual combat level, and you are all good all the way. It's still your respective opponents, one putting on armor to defend and the other to attack. The defender cannot dodge or counterattack until the beaten side falls to the ground, and deliberately falling does not count. Then take a break from the transition between offense and defense. ”

"Coach. Just now we were asked to fight each other to see our actual combat level, now why is that? One of the trainees asked.

Wang Dashan laughed twice and said, "Of course I want you to be beaten!" Want to learn how to hit someone? Let's learn to get beaten first. This is why you social warriors, if you are in the military, you don't wear armor. ”

The students had no choice but to discuss with the opponent just now, and one side put on armor.

Zhao Guangming took the initiative to ask to put on armor as a defender, anyway, it didn't matter, he had to change it later.

Liu Xiang saw Zhao Guangming, who was wearing protective gear all over his body, and didn't know what to do for a while. His strength is much greater than Zhao Guangming's, and with Zhao Guangming's small body, he can't take a few punches when he puts on armor.

With most of his strength, he hit the thickest part of Zhao Guangming's body.

The students of the other attacking sides were also embarrassed to use all their strength, and they all attacked their opponents perfunctorily.

"Didn't you eat? When you encounter a real enemy, will they play with you? It's all for me. If you dare to be perfunctory, you will leave my class by yourself. The tuition fee was refunded to the front desk. Wang Dashan's voice reached everyone's ears.

Liu Xiang looked at Zhao Guangming and didn't know what to do.

"Fat man, let me see how good you are now." Zhao Guangming raised his hands in front of him and said.

Liu Xiang gritted his teeth and punched him. In fact, it is still retained, after all, there is still a gap between the two.

Rao is as before, Zhao Guangming was also punched back by Liu Xiang for several steps, although he used his arm to prevent it, but the pain from the protective gear also made Zhao Guangming gasp.

Not only Zhao Guangming, but other students who were beaten also cried out in pain.

Since everyone has signed up for the actual combat class, they must be ready for the battle, but I didn't expect it to be in this form.

In less than 2 minutes, the students of the defending side were knocked to the ground one after another. After all, the strength of the two sides is equal, one side can only defend, and it is already very good to be able to hold on for 2 minutes.

Zhao Guangming was knocked down by Liu Xiang in less than a minute, and he couldn't get up for a while in pain.

Seeing that the students on the defending side had fallen to the ground, Wang Dashan asked everyone to rest for a while and then exchanged offense and defense.

Liu Xiang put on protective gear and prepared to be beaten.

"Hehe, it's my turn this time, fat man, you can hold on a little longer." Zhao Guangming smiled cheaply.

"Come on! With all your might. Liu Xiang said with his hands in front of him.

Zhao Guangming didn't say much nonsense, and punched Liu Xiang, who blocked the fist with both hands. Zhao Guangming's other fist took advantage of the momentum to hit Liu Xiang's chest, and Liu Xiang's chest was hard and punched.

Although he was strong, Liu Xiang did not retreat.

2 minutes passed quickly, and only Liu Xiang and the others were still practicing in the training hall.

Zhao Guangming has already used all his strength, but he can't defeat Liu Xiang, who is calm and defensive.

"Go on." Liu Xiang shouted at Zhao Guangming, who was already a little tired after shooting with all his strength for 2 minutes in a row.

"Damn, I don't believe it yet. I can't kill you. Zhao Guangming gritted his teeth and attacked again.

Five minutes later, an exhausted Zhao Guangming sat down on the ground, panting heavily.

And Liu Xiang, although a little panting, still stood on the field.

Liu Xiang looked around, and the other students sat on the ground in the morning to watch the excitement!

Glancing at Wang Dashan, who was expressionless, Liu Xiang was also stunned, and muttered in his heart:

"It's over! The spirit is too concentrated, Zhao Guangming is tired and I haven't fallen down yet, what's the matter? Why don't I fake a fall now? You can't hide the poisonous eyes of the old man, right? ”