Chapter 11: Chinese martial arts and a monthly salary of more than 10,000
"The master is outside, if you win, I'll turn around and leave, and I won't care about you in the future!"
"But if you can't even beat my guys, what's the UFC?"
"Wouldn't it be nice for me to give you money to open a martial arts gym? What kind of professional fighting is there with that group of foreigners?"
"Don't look at those people after the fight, which one is not covered with blood?"
Chen Feng was stunned, glanced at Huang Mao, and found that the other party was also stunned.
"It turns out that the martial arts hall was opened at the boss's expense, is Zhou Hu her boyfriend?
Huang Mao touched his chin and muttered to himself, Chen Feng suddenly wanted to leave, it was a housework for a long time?
"Master, I'm hungry, aren't you going home?" Hitomi grumbled as she wrinkled her little face.
Chen Feng also wanted to go home, but Zhou Hu had already come out of the lounge.
It's the bearded guy I met in the park that day!
"I'd like to see what masters you have brought!" Zhou Hu gritted his teeth and said.
"And let me tell you Su Yan, I borrowed your money to open the martial arts hall, not you gave it to me, Lao Tzu is not a little white face!"
It turns out that the beautiful sister is called Su Yan, and her name is also beautiful, but her taste is too bad, and she actually chases the beard.
"Martial arts training is my lifelong pursuit, and I signed up for the UFC to prove myself, what do you know about it?"
Zhou Hu looked around as he spoke, how could there be a master? He only saw Huang Mao with a bamboo pole stuck in his side.
"Just you?" Zhou Hu looked at Huang Mao angrily, and Huang Mao waved his hand again and again.
"It's me. Chen Feng stood up with a weak heart.
Zhou Hu only glanced at him, and scolded angrily: "Su Yan, are you insulting me?
Chen Feng recognized Zhou Hu because the beard was too easy to recognize.
Zhou Hu didn't recognize Chen Feng, he was wearing a school uniform that day, and he changed into casual clothes today.
Chen Feng is actually a little afraid of Zhou Hu, his bearded appearance is super fierce, and his eyes are quite infiltrating.
Although the height is about the same, the muscles and thighs are estimated to be thicker than Chen Feng's waist!
Why don't you fight?
But the arm has been grabbed by Zhou Hu, Chen Feng glanced at it, well, two fingers are thicker than his wrists.
"Boy, are you going to challenge me? What do you think?" Zhou Hu asked with wide eyes.
Chen Feng touched his nose and just wanted to deny it, but Zhou Hu said something again.
"Come, I'll just stand here and let you fight, even if you win!"
Chen Feng was stunned, and Huang Mao was also stunned, why did Zhou Hu say that?
"Are you sure you won't think about it anymore?" Chen Feng asked cautiously.
Huang Mao turned his head to look at Su Yan and said, "Boss, get ready for 20,000 yuan." ”
"What nonsense, hurry up!" Zhou Hu said nonchalantly.
It's also that Chen Feng is too thin, and he still looks wide in school uniform that day, but today he is wearing casual clothes, the Korean version, which is particularly thin, or S size! A person who is 1.8 meters tall can wear S size?
As for the weight, Chen Feng couldn't figure it out, he felt that he had eaten a lot of food in the past few days, and he had eaten a lot of fangs and pork, maybe, if it wasn't good, it was possible, a hundred catties, right?
So Zhou Hu really can't figure it out, why should this bamboo pole challenge himself?
The funniest thing is that Chen Feng also posed with a POSS that he thought was very handsome.
"Boy, can you hurry up?" Zhou Hu mocked.
"Okay!" Chen Feng nodded, his fist slamming into Zhou Hu's chest.
The people around him were all snickering, this posture was Wang Baquan? Zhou Hu also wanted to laugh, but he was suddenly stunned.
An unstoppable force invaded his body, Zhou Hu's eyes widened, and he instinctively tightened his muscles.
It's a pity that it didn't work, the Seven Wounds Fist ignored the body's defenses, and the internal force directly invaded the chest cavity.
Zhou Hu gasped, and wanted to carry it hard, but heard a bang.
It was the sound of his heart, crushed by some force, struggling desperately.
Zhou Hu's body didn't even shake, and he fell headlong directly.
It was quiet in the martial arts hall, and everyone opened their mouths wide.
There is only yellow hair, and the expression on his face is as it should be, so this is called not dying if he doesn't die, right?
If he goes to the ring, Chen Feng's chances of winning are at most fifty percent, after all, he has no combat experience, and he is not even good at fighting.
"Master!" several strong men pounced on him, trying to help Zhou Hu up.
"Zhou Hu, how are you, don't scare me!" Su Yan was also nervous and at a loss.
Only Huang Mao happily pushed everyone away and stopped Su Yan from calling 120.
"It's okay, it's okay, it's just pain, just take a break. "I have experience on my face with yellow hair, and I have a proud expression.
Zhou Hu lay on the ground, unable to get up at all, covering his heart, feeling as if his heart had been crushed.
Looking up with difficulty, Chen Feng had already walked away, squatting in the corner of the wall and rubbing his arms with his teeth bared.
It really hurts, why does it hurt to hit a tree without beating someone? This damn seven wounds!
"This can't be!" was the first thing Zhou Hu said after taking a long breath.
Chen Feng shrugged his shoulders, he also felt that it was impossible before he got the fairy shop.
"Who are you?" Zhou Hu asked again.
Chen Feng smiled, pointed to his nose and said, "Have you forgotten me?" ”
Zhou Hu woke up like a dream and looked at Chen Feng in amazement, in fact, he still couldn't remember, after all, he had only met once.
But he remembered the tree vividly, and when the bark fell off, the trunk looked as if it had been eaten by termites.
The apprentice helped Zhou Hu up and wanted him to lie on the sofa, but Zhou Hu shook his head vigorously and pointed at Chen Feng.
In the end, he sat beside Chen Feng and looked at the bamboo pole in disbelief.
"What are you practicing?" Zhou Hu asked with difficulty.
Chen Feng tilted his head and thought, it can't be said to be the Seven Wounds Fist, ......right?
"Chinese martial arts. ”
"Impossible!" Zhou Hu shook his head, he had practiced martial arts all his life, karate, Muay Thai, Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu, all of them, of course, he had also practiced martial arts, but among them, he felt that the most useless was martial arts.
It is neither suitable for actual combat nor competition, it is purely a showmanship for performance.
In fact, a few days ago, Chen Feng also thought so, until he got the fairy shop.
All the martial arts cheats in it are confiding in Chen Feng how powerful our ancestors used to be, but they have been lost.
Xu is the emphasis on literature and light on military force, Xu is the development of science and technology, and Xu is the 5,000-year-old war in China, which has been constantly invaded and killed by foreign nations.
Those martial arts powerhouses who used to dominate the world have long since disappeared in the long river of history, but those of us who are descendants have not inherited their incomparable invincibility.
So Chen Feng spoke again, and he had changed his words.
"Actually, I practice ancient Chinese martial arts!"
It's not a Chinese martial art, martial arts is a saying that only exists in modern times.
It is ancient Chinese martial arts, which Chen Feng only thought of after Anne explained the timeline theory.
Thousands of years ago, the timeline was bifurcated, and instead of developing science and technology, they insisted on studying martial arts and challenging the limits of the human body, so the martial arts plane appeared, and the Seven Injuries Fist and various internal martial arts methods appeared.
"Do you know the internal strength?" Chen Feng asked with a smile, and Zhou Hu was stunned.
"I have internal strength!" Chen Feng waved his fist proudly, but immediately bared his teeth in pain.
Zhou Hu didn't believe it, it was something that only existed in martial arts novels, but he instinctively thought that the power that bound his heart, he had practiced martial arts, and he knew better than Huang Mao's experience, this is internal strength?
"Can you ...... Teach me?" Zhou Hu suddenly said this.
"As long as you want, I will worship you as a teacher!"
Chen Feng was stunned, he just wanted to pretend to be a force, he didn't want to accept apprentices, he was still a beard.
He only practiced the first weight of the Seven Injuries Fist, this thing must not be taught to others, not to mention whether Zhou Hu can learn it without a fairy shop, just because of the shortcomings of the pain after beating people, Chen Feng does not want to teach.
"Ah, I suddenly thought that there was something else at home, so let's go first. Chen Feng dragged his pupil and turned his head and ran.
"Wait......" Zhou Hu struggled to chase, but Chen Feng ignored him.
Zhou Hu was about to cry, he had practiced martial arts all his life, he was the most obsessed with martial arts, and he signed up for the UFC to prove himself.
But what else does it prove now? He was knocked out with a punch by a bamboo pole that knows internal strength.
Before today, Zhou Hu didn't believe in death, and there were some qigong masters on the Internet who pretended to be forced, but they were all liars and fools, but after today, they ......
"I worship you as a teacher, and I will hire you as an honorary instructor in the martial arts hall, as long as you are willing to teach me!"
Chen Feng had already arrived at the door, and turned around again.
"Forget about apprenticeship, what is honorary teaching?
Zhou Hu was stunned, and nodded hurriedly: "Some have, five thousand per month, no, no, ten thousand per month!"
Chen Feng gasped, 10,000 yuan a month, a monthly salary of more than 10,000 yuan?
This is the dream of all poor people, and he has made it happen?
"Deal!" Chen Feng stretched out his paw and shook hands with Zhou Hu.
Go home and get off the movie and make some money to buy the cheapest trash cheats and fool this idiot!