The man slammed his fist into the wooden stake, and the wooden stake shook for a while.

The training of several other people also stopped completely.

Seven or eight people walked over and surrounded Cheng Hu.

"This brother, listening to the tone of your voice, you seem to be very capable of fighting! Otherwise, let's make a move and see if you can punch faster? ”

The man on the big wooden pile just now said so angrily.

"Forget it, it's better for you to practice, I'm going to interfere with your training, it's not good, after all, I'm not as professional as you, so I won't be ugly! Hey hey ......"

Cheng Hu said that, but he had already stood up very honestly.

After waking up this time, Cheng Hu felt that his own strength had improved.

So.

He couldn't wait to find a place to verify it, but because he had no opponents, these opponents, he looked at them, they were still relatively weak.

Not suitable for hands-on.

"No, we are not as professional as you, as soon as we trained, you pointed out all kinds of flaws, you are much more professional than us!"

The man said with irony.

"No, no! I'm just talking about it, unprofessional, really unprofessional...... Why don't I make a wooden stake for you? ”

The first half of Cheng Hu's sentence sounded reliable, and the second half of the sentence suddenly revealed his true thoughts.

"Okay, I'll take a look at you!"

The man who hit the wooden stake before said so.

"That's okay, I'll try, I don't play well, don't laugh!"

Cheng Hu said.

The man had already gotten up and couldn't wait to walk towards the wooden stake.

Fighting against living people, it is very likely that they will hurt the opponent, these people are Tang Sanqian's bodyguards, and it is not good to injure them. Big wooden stakes, nothing happens.

"Don't worry, you're not a professional, and even if you don't play well, we won't laugh at you! However, I would like to remind you that the wooden stake is made of extremely dense wood, and the hardness is comparable to steel, so you better be careful, you are a guest, and if you hit a wooden stake and get injured, we can't explain it to Mr. Shaker! ”

The man who drove the wooden stake before said with disdain on his face.

"Don't worry, I'll be extra careful!"

Cheng Hu replied.

And then.

He walked over to the wooden stake and moved his palms and arms.

Followed by.

He opened his left and right feet, his fists clenched.

Those bodyguards, looking at Cheng Hu's posture, feel okay, not so vegetable.

"That brother, you see, the wooden stakes are all made of imitation of human attack movements, with footwork, and the upper part to train the attack ability of the upper limbs! The faster you shoot, the better you can improve your strength! ”

"You see, like this, with the strength of the lower limbs under your feet, you can punch extremely fast, and the strength and speed will be better!"

Let's talk.

Cheng Hu's punch smashed over.

This punch was fierce, and when it smashed into the big pile in the middle of the wooden pile, Cheng Hu realized that the strength was too much, so he collected the strength.

But even so, the entire place where the lower end of the wooden pile was fixed still broke apart, and the entire wooden pile flew out.

See here.

Cheng Hu had a strong foot and immediately rushed out.

He caught up with it, grabbed the wooden stake, and carried it on his shoulder.

Turn around.

Cheng Hu said.

"You wooden stakes don't seem to be strong!"

While speaking, Cheng Hu put the wooden stake back in its original place, but when he lowered his head to look, Cheng Hu saw that the place where the connection below was actually very stable, and the iron bars and finger-thick screws were fixed, but now those screws and stickers are all broken, and they are all new breaks.

Seven or eight bodyguards were all stunned.

One by one, they were petrified in place, unable to move, let alone utter a word.

They were still in a trance, what did they see just now? UU Library

Not to mention that the wooden stake is flying, you can still chase it out, and carry it back before the wooden stake hits, is this Nima a demon?

That's what you're saying unprofessional?

It's not that our punches aren't fast enough, it's that you're too demonic!

"I'm sorry, how much does this wooden pile cost, I broke it, I will compensate!"

Cheng Hu said with some embarrassment.

Originally, he was only going to practice casually, but he didn't expect that he would destroy other people's wooden stakes when he went up, and Cheng Hu felt really embarrassed.

The wooden stake was put back in place, and Cheng Hu cautiously let go, but the fixed place below was broken, so it couldn't be put down at all, and it fell down again all of a sudden.

When he fell to the ground, the people on the other side saw it.

In fact.

The place where Cheng Hu hit was also broken.

When he fell to the ground, he rolled to the side, and the whole wooden stake was completely destroyed. Next, it is estimated that it can only be burned as a firewood stick.

"You guys here, do you have anything stronger, that time just now doesn't count, I'll give you another beating!"

Cheng Hu asked, to be honest, he really didn't enjoy it.

There is no master to be an opponent, it's just so boring.

The seven or eight men were still speechless, and they looked at the sandbags that were used for boxing over there.

That's not your average sandbag.

Ordinary boxers are filled with sand, and it is extraordinary to prepare sandbags for these ordinary people, and the sandbags are filled with iron sand!

The iron sand bag is very heavy, with an iron liner on the inside and a very strong leather outer layer on the outside. Iron sand bags of this weight are almost impossible for ordinary people to shake when hanging there.

Cheng Hu looked over there.

He said.

"Sandbags?"

"No, that's an iron sand bag!"

One of them replied.

"Oh? Looks like I should give it a try! ”

After speaking, Cheng Hu was about to walk over, and seeing this, the person who was talking just now over there immediately took a pair of fist gloves from the side and sent them to Cheng Hu.

"Mr. Cheng, you wear this!"

Cheng Hu glanced at it.

"Don't use it?"

"You better put it on, safety first!"

The man said.

After all, there is an iron liner inside, if this person shoots too hard, it is not possible to break the metacarpal bone, Cheng Hu is a guest after all, and the guest cannot be injured.

"Okay!"

Cheng Hu casually put on a trap and told him the previous set of rhetoric again.

With his words, the punch smashed out again!

Bang!

Cheng Hu's hand with a trap is gone!

Everyone was stunned, this power is indeed very strong, but after all, it is an iron liner, his hand is gone, could it be that he used too much force, and his hand was broken, right?

There was no bloodshed!

Only Cheng Hu knew that his punch destroyed the same training equipment as others, and the iron sand bag was smashed by Cheng Hu's punch.

Turning around, he smiled awkwardly, and Cheng Hu reminded him.

"I'm sorry, you bring a basin!"

"What are you doing with a basin?"

Those people were puzzled, someone asked.

"Take the iron sand!"

Cheng Hu replied.

It is full of iron sand, and if Cheng Hu's hand is pulled out, the iron sand will all be sprinkled on the ground, and it will be very difficult to clean up at that time. If you break other people's things, you can't give them more trouble, Cheng Hu will feel embarrassed.