"What do you think he does?"

The master of the Han Pavilion pointed at Lin Fan, he was most annoyed that the students didn't listen carefully, and it was a little strange, what was Li Yuncong staring at a sweeping man?

Li Yuncong was stupid for a while, he didn't know how to answer, he couldn't say that he didn't like Lin Fan, so he looked at it twice.

"Teacher, I know, I know." A girl with short hair raises her little hand.

"Say." The owner of the Han Pavilion said.

"Li Yuncong once made a bet with him, betting that he couldn't carry a weight of 200 kilograms and squats 100 times, but Li Yuncong lost!" The short-haired girl giggles and tells the behind-the-scenes story of the two men, proud of her deep knowledge of gossip.

After all, Lin Fan is a man who is 200 kg and 100 times, and he is also well-known in the gym.

Short-haired girls go in and out of the gym and have heard of one or two.

However, a 200-kilogram squat is considered powerful among ordinary people, but it is nothing among would-be martial artists.

When the students heard this, they passed it as a joke.

"I didn't lose, he only did it 99 times!" Li Yuncong argued in a low voice.

The Han Pavilion Master glanced at Lin Fan and asked, "Have you ever practiced martial arts?" ”

100 squats with a weight of 200 kilograms are difficult for ordinary people to do, so it is speculated that Lin Fan has also practiced.

"I've practiced Xingyi Boxing." Lin Fan said.

"Which shape do you practice?" The owner of the Han Pavilion said.

This problem is very professional, and there are twelve shapes of shape, such as snake shape, monkey shape, tiger shape, and so on.

"It's formless, just practice casually." Lin Fan said.

As soon as the owner of the Han Pavilion heard the music, what is formless, do you still call it Xingyi if you don't practice form?

"Come on, punch me." The master of the Han Pavilion waved at Lin Fan.

As long as Lin Fan punches, he can see which shape it is.

If this kid is practicing well, give him a boost, and don't bury him in the cleaning.

"No, I have no grievances with you, why did I beat you." Lin Fan shook his head.

If there is no injustice and no hatred, there is no need to fight, then how beautiful this world should be, the Han Pavilion owner sighed in his heart, thinking of some past events.

"Silly boy, the curator wants to test your skills!" A male student said.

"Boy, stop talking nonsense, I'll fight if I tell you to!" The owner of the Han Pavilion said.

"I have a lot of strength, and I'm afraid of hurting you." Lin Fan smiled honestly, he had 398kg with a casual punch before, and he was afraid that something would happen to him.

When Lin Fan said this, all the students burst into laughter.

"There's something wrong with your brain!"

"Hehe, who do you think you are? Overestimate one's strength or oneself! "Someone is disdainful.

"Maybe there's something wrong with your brain, otherwise you wouldn't be able to do cleaning at a young age, and it's better to deliver food than this." Someone analyzed.

"Don't talk about your little fist, even if you pick a sledgehammer, you won't be able to hurt Teacher Han!" Someone laughed.

Because of Lin Fan's words, the dojo was filled with a happy atmosphere.

"Silly boy, I, Han Chufeng, have been in the martial arts world for twenty years, only I hurt people, no one hurt me, you have too little knowledge." Han Chufeng's stiff face also showed a smile.

Lin Fan thought to himself, the master of the Han Pavilion was a senior martial artist, and he couldn't be treated as an ordinary person, but he thought too much about it.

It seems that it is not possible not to fight, Lin Fan did not hand over to the system to fight automatically, but personally shot, and it was just a matter of one punch.

After the system has cultivated skills, these skills are like genes engraved in the body, and Lin Fan can use them by instinct.

"Come on! Punch out! Han Chufeng spread his arms and stood still.

The students also urged Lin Fan.

Lin Fan walked in front of Han Chufeng and stretched out his fist slightly.

Seeing Lin Fan's preparation posture, the crowd burst into laughter again.

Lin Fan's legs were not divided, his fists were confiscated, crooked, and his fists were not right, and he was very amateurish at first glance.

Han Chufeng also frowned slightly, this foundation is too poor, it seems that this kid has no talent.

Lin Fan put on a shelf, heard the crackling sound, and punched out, hitting Han Chufeng's lower abdomen.

This punch is hard to describe, because it is so low, even the Wang Ba punch made by the street gangsters is not as good.

If I had to describe it, it would be words such as "ordinary" and "ordinary".

The crowd let out another chuckle.

At the same time as Lin Fan punched, the system log also showed the textualization process of this punch.

[System Log]

You concentrate on your luck, and with a move of "Spirit Snake Spit Letter", it hit Han Chufeng's lower abdomen, and as a result, there was a "snap", and the snake-shaped drill strength penetrated through the body.

Dealt 105 damage.

(Han Chufeng was panting and didn't look very good.) ）

……

In the ridicule and contempt of everyone for Lin Fan, Han Chufeng only felt a soft energy penetrating through his chest and abdomen, and then the qi and blood surged, his throat was sweet, and he almost spit out a mouthful of blood, and hurriedly used the vitality in his body to suppress it, so that he did not make a fool of himself on the spot.

"This kid has even practiced serpentine drilling, he is really a genius." Han Chufeng's heart was like a stormy wave.

No wonder this kid doesn't have a serious posture when he punches, and the snake fist is the least particular about the shelf.

No wonder he said "formless", I'm afraid he has reached the realm of "taking the invisible as the form, and the impossible as the law", which is a very high level in the martial arts, but he listened to it as a joke!

Han Chufeng thought again that there was a faint crackling sound when Lin Fan punched, which was called "Lei Yin" in Xingyi Boxing, which was a characteristic of practicing his strength thoroughly.

Now few people can practice traditional martial arts to this extent, and the masters have gone to learn the Yuan Qi technique, and the low-handed learning of martial arts is also to pass the martial arts exam, as a stepping stone.

The fist contains thunder, this is a danger signal, originally as soon as Lin Fan made a move, he should have attracted Han Chufeng's attention, but he had a preconceived idea and actually ignored this signal.

Han Chufeng couldn't help but feel annoyed, it seemed that he had been retired for too long, and he didn't even have the most basic vigilance of a martial artist.

"How's it going, owner?" Lin Fan breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that he hadn't hurt Han Chufeng, but when he saw Han Chufeng stunned there, he was also a little puzzled.

"How? You have a bit of strength, but it's not a three-legged cat kung fu. Han Chufeng snorted.

"He's boxing, it's like a child."

"This punch is too weak, and the seventy or eighty old people who exercise in the park are stronger than him."

"It's a pity that the opportunity for the teacher's guidance was wasted."

The students were again disdainful.

Am I so weak?

Lin Fan was hit by Han Chufeng, and he was also a little unconfident, and said, "Pavilion master, I only used fifty percent of my strength just now, do you want to let me try it again?" ”

Fifty percent force? Fifty percent of the force is like this, and I have to use the Yuan Qi technique to block the ten percent of the force! Han Chufeng was horrified in his heart.

"Hahahaha......" Han Chufeng laughed, "I just used one percent of my strength to block you, why don't you use all your strength?" ”

"I'm always afraid I'm going to hurt you." Lin Fan said.

"Hahaha......" Han Chufeng looked up to the sky and laughed, "Young man, you have seen too little, I, Han Chufeng, have been in the martial arts world for twenty years, only I hurt people, no one hurt me!" Why don't you go all out, forget it now, you can go back. ”

Lin Fan sighed, and in the light laughter of the students, he went back to clean up.

"Let's work in groups first and discuss the skills we just learned, and I'll come back later."

After Han Chufeng finished his order, he walked out of the dojo calmly.

Grandma's, go to the toilet first, breathe the vitality in the body, and don't leave any dark wounds.

Han Chufeng glanced at Lin Fan from a distance again, thinking to himself, this kid is a baby, he can't let him run away.