The training began, because Zheng Junhao knew the details of everyone, so the coaches arranged for them could be said to be tailor-made, and everyone would train according to the physical fitness of their apprentices, so that they could teach them according to their aptitude.

Stanley's coach is a dark-skinned and thin person about 1.7 meters tall, the only thing that people remember is the other party's bright eyes, and only this made Stanley give up the strange thoughts in his heart and did not provoke the other party.

Everyone teaches people in different ways, the thin boy in front of Stanley is a relatively silent person, belongs to the pragmatic school, and directly showed Stanley a few movements, so that Stanley can learn these movements for the time being.

Stanley knew that it was for the movie, so he didn't refuse, and began to repeat those movements one by one, but after an hour of training, the thin coach didn't say that he wanted to start training the next movement, and Stanley couldn't help but stop.

"Why did you stop, and you have to continue training for an hour." The thin coach seemed a little puzzled and asked.

"I just want to know what's the use of that?" Stanley frowned, he could persist for the sake of the movie, but it was not a problem to practice like this all the time, and he wouldn't use these tricks to make a movie.

"I'm only responsible for teaching, it's up to you whether you want to practice or not." The thin coach frowned and said coldly.

I'll go, I have a temper! Stanley was stunned for a moment, what the hell is going on, what do you mean I'm only responsible for teaching, you're my coach, hey!! Stanley kept complaining about this skinny coach in his heart.

"I mean, you don't seem to have introduced yourself until now." Faced with such a person, Stanley could only find something to say on his own.

"We are brothers and sisters, both surnamed Zheng, and I am the seventh child, called Zheng Xiaofan." Thin man, well, no, it should be Zheng Xiaofan who said his name casually.

"Zhang Xiaofan? Why don't you call it a ghost. Stanley suddenly complained.

"What, is there a problem with my name?" Zheng Xiaofan asked strangely.

"No, not at all. Master Zheng, see if we can always practice this move. Stanley said to Zheng Xiaofan.

"First, I haven't graduated yet, so I can't afford the title of Master Zheng, and in addition, this is arranged by the master, which is the basic skill." Zheng Xiaofan explained it rarely.

Basic training? I went, didn't I say that these movements were completely useless, why did I start teaching myself the basics again? Alas, wait, Stanley suddenly remembered Zheng Junhao, who didn't play according to the routine yesterday, didn't he want to let himself learn real martial arts?

Stanley thought for a moment, and it seemed that this was the only way to guess correctly. After all, they didn't know who Stanley was, so they couldn't take Stanley as an apprentice all at once, and then teach him all the things they had learned all their life.

"Don't be in a daze, keep practicing, there are still some movements to learn later." Zheng Xiaofan saw that Stanley continued to be in a daze, and immediately said.

"OK, OK, I'll practice!" Stanley was speechless for a moment, after all, he had signed a contract, and this 'Zhang Xiaofan' always used the contract as a threat, which was really a dog.

Well, you're the coach, I'm the student, and you're up to you! Stanley could only keep sleeping with himself, and then began to train one by one. It was a morning after such a practice, and when it was time to eat at noon, Zheng Xiaofan asked Stanley to stop.

"Now we're not a coach and an apprentice." Stanley thought about the previous contract and immediately said to Zheng Xiaofan.

Zheng Xiaofan looked at his watch, nodded and said, "Well, that's right, for two hours from now, you can do whatever you like, of course, this does not include deliberately overeating to block the training cycle." ”

"Of course, I won't be so stupid, although this does slow down the training cycle, but my body will also have an accident." Stanley shook his head, and then challenged Zheng Xiaofan with a very serious attitude.

"I challenge you!"

"Oh, is it? No problem. To Stanley's surprise, Zheng Xiaofan directly agreed to Stanley's challenge without refusal.

Stanley looked at Zheng Xiaofan, who was very plain, and suddenly had a feeling of being powerful and having nowhere to go, is this guy his nemesis? Or is it intentional in this guy? Stanley almost went crazy.

"Okay, let's go to the training ground and have a try!" Stanley said coldly.

"That's not necessary, I still have to save some face for you." After Zheng Xiaofan finished speaking, he attacked Stanley directly, well, commonly known as a sneak attack.

As for Zheng Xiaofan's sneak attack, Stanley was also a little confused, this guy has been pretending before, right!! Such an honest person would actually sneak attack, how did Zheng Junhao take an apprentice, he is an old fox, even an apprentice!

Stanley was successfully attacked by Zheng Xiaofan in this confusion, only to see Zheng Xiaofan slap Stanley's chest with his right hand, and then Stanley felt that he fell to the ground weakly, and he grew his mouth and wanted to breathe, but no air entered the innermost.

"Is this going to be the death of this guy?" Stanley's mind went blank, what the hell is going on, isn't he in a sci-fi world? Why did something fantasy come out again?

"This is qi, a special energy that exists in the human body, and true masters use this qi to fight." Zheng Junhao didn't know when he appeared in front of Stanley's eyes, and when he saw Stanley, whose face was flushed and almost dead, he said casually, and then in Stanley's shocked gaze, a trace of golden light flashed in his right hand, and he casually put a little on Stanley's body, and the suffocation disappeared instantly.

Gulping and breathing, as if to replenish the oxygen that had not been available for tens of seconds, Stanley burst into tears and snot, and fell to the ground coughing continuously.

"Wipe your face." Zheng Xiaofan took out a towel from the side and threw it to Stanley, and said casually, as if it wasn't him who almost killed Stanley just now.

"Thank you." Seeing the abilities of these people, Stanley didn't dare to continue to be presumptuous, picked up the towel and spread his face, and then raised his head to look at Zheng Junhao, as if asking why the other party was like this.

"Seeing that you yearn for real martial arts very much, so let Xiao Qi perform it, if you don't really experience it, no one will believe in the existence of this martial art. If you haven't experienced all this just now, maybe you might think that I am doing magic," Zheng Junhao smiled slightly, and the golden light in his hand lit up again, and then returned to his previous appearance.