The Chinese Warriors Association temporarily resides in the backyard of the martial arts arena.

Zhou Zhou stood in front of a bag of about 200 kg sandbags, his legs slowly bent downward, his body was in a semi-squat position, his weight was biased towards his right leg, and then his left forearm was lifted up in front of the body, his left hand stopped in front of his chest (left), his palm was down, his fingers were forward, his right forearm was also lifted upward, his right hand was covered on the back of his left hand, his elbows were slightly bent, his eyes were looking forward, and he was in a three-body posture.

He carefully sensed his body and relaxed a little.

loose and taut temples;

Flaccid and depressed shoulders that are raised;

Loosen your tight ribs and inhale gently.

Click, click, click

His bone joints were pulled apart little by little, and his muscles were relaxed to the limit under the action of terrain gravity, and then he did not move his lower body, nor did he turn his waist, only relying on the strength of his upper body, and his right fist slammed out.

It was as if it had pierced the foam, and the entire sandbag exploded.

The sand flew in all directions like a flood.

It took three seconds for the sand storm to stop.

"Phew, bah, bah." Zhou Zhou closed his eyes, trying to get out the sand that splashed in his eyes.

As he rubbed his eyes, he felt someone gently pick up his face and spray some water on his face.

Zhou Zhou rubbed his eyes, opened his eyes, and his vision gradually became clear, in front of him was Sun Hongmei's bulging cheeks, only to see her holding a sea bowl, drinking saliva, holding his face and spitting out the water in his face.

Itchy.

"Enough, enough, it's all right." Zhou Zhou pulled down Sun Hongmei's hands, felt her skin smooth, and couldn't help but hold it for two more seconds.

"Where have you been lately, mysterious." Zhou Zhou asked.

"Don't tell you, come with me to see it." Sun Hongmei playfully stuck out her tongue, took Zhou Zhou's hand and walked out as she spoke.

"You are fluent in Mandarin." Zhou Zhou said casually, and at the same time deliberately fell behind, quietly looking at Sun Hongmei's upturned buttocks.

In this way, they dragged all the way for half an hour to a small forest on the outskirts.

There was a small hidden bush in the woods, and Zhou Zhou followed her through the bushes, only to see a narrow rectangular dirt pit appear in front of him, more than a person high, and a shovel was inserted next to the dirt pit.

"What are you bringing me here for?" Zhou Zhou said curiously.

"I learned the Heaven Thief from Master Tang before. You are Master Tang's apprentice, so today I will teach you a method of practicing leg techniques. Saying that, Sun Hongmei took Zhou Zhou down to the earthen pit.

The tunnel was so narrow that it was barely enough for two people to walk side by side.

Sun Hongmei turned to face Zhou Zhou and said, "Okay, now try to kick me." ”

"Forget it, I have a lot of strength. What should I do if I kick you. Zhou Zhou shook his head.

"That's right, then I'll tell you the meaning of this pit directly."

said that Sun Hongmei made a roundhouse kick, which was completely different from the roundhouse kick that Zhou Zhou saw in the movie and TV series, and the leg kicked out by the roundhouse kick in the TV series danced in a whole circle, like a waving wooden stick. And Sun Hongmei's leg method is more like a hidden dagger, and it was stabbed out from a tricky angle at the last moment, only to see her rotate her waist violently, her whole body was tilted, as if flying out, her calf folded, close to her thigh, and it was not until the rotation was completed that the calf kicked out, and the sole of the shoe stopped two centimeters in front of Zhou Zhou, and the kicking leg wind blew his bangs.

"Do you see that?" Sun Hongmei asked.

Zhou Zhou nodded and said, "This pit limits the angle of kicking, and your waist twists very much." ”

Sun Hongmei nodded: "You're right. The purpose of this pit is twofold, one is to limit the angle of the kick, and only at the last moment will the calf be ejected, which makes it difficult for people to defend; The second is to increase the force of the kick. Because of the squeezing of the two walls, it is natural to focus on the waist psychologically, increasing the shift of the center of gravity of the waist. Whereas a normal slalom kick only uses the weight of the entire lower body, this kick of mine borrows the weight of the whole body, and even if the speed is not fast, the kick has a lot of power. ”

Zhou Zhou reviewed Sun Hongmei's roundhouse kick in his mind, and visualized how to block it in his mind.

He raised his right hand to defend his right body, if it was an ordinary roundhouse kick, his right hand would just block the rotation path of the opponent's calf, but if it was Sun Hongmei's kick, her knee would directly skim his arm, and then the calf would pop out, hitting any point in Zhou Zhou's entire frontal midline, and until the last moment, he didn't know where Sun Hongmei was going to kick.

"I know that the average leg is not higher than the knee. But I don't need this with this leg, you can kick as high as you want. As long as you can kick freely and easily in this pit, you're good to go. ”

"Just getting started."

"yes, if it's harder, you'll have to make the tunnel narrower."

Zhou Zhou practiced with great interest while talking nonsense.

After practicing for more than three hours, Zhou Zhou was a little tired, so he went back with Sun Hongmei.

On the way back, they passed by a makeshift stadium. This stadium is the production area of tomorrow's National Games, and there is only one day left before the competition, and a few referees, temporary recruits, and a few athletes are familiar with the production area in it.

The stadium's stands are high, like a wall, separating the inside and outside.

Zhou Zhou passed by about two meters away from the outer wall of the stands, and suddenly there was a snap, and a shallow pit was smashed at Zhou Zhou's feet, bursting out of a beam of dust, and a lead ball bounced out of the pit and rolled to Zhou Zhou's feet.

Zhou Zhou picked up the ball, looked up, and saw a head poking out of the stands, which was the head of a beautiful and handsome white child about 13 years old.

I saw the white child pursing his lips and smiling maliciously, and those two lips looked very thin and very mean.

“shit，Chinesepeopleshit。” The white kid yelled, then coughed and was about to spit down.

Zhou Zhou swept the shot put up, the shot put drew an almost straight curve, smashed a corner of the stands, passed by the white child, and the corner of the stand exploded into sawdust, as if a bomb exploded in the white child, and the wooden thorn pierced him in the face.

The white child screamed like a castrated pig.

Zhou Zhou himself was also a little surprised by his own strength, since he started practicing the Heaven Thief Machine, he felt that the power of his originally imprisoned karma Dafa began to be released little by little, and every day his strength was increasing by leaps and bounds. He felt that every muscle fiber, every bone was equipped with a motor, every cell was full of power, and he had never been so strong.

"Let's go." Zhou Zhou happily took Sun Hongmei's hand and left without looking back.

In the stadium, the shot put continued to rise and rise, and it flew for five seconds before it slowed down and landed under the action of gravity, and finally smashed in the middle of the stadium.

"Duke Crawford, are you alright?" Prince Qingmi hurriedly stepped forward and tried to support a woman wearing a lotus leaf green dress and holding a small Jingba in her hand, if Zhou Zhou was here at the moment, he would find that this duchess looked very much like Laura.

Duchess Crawford looked at the shot put that fell in the middle of the stadium in surprise, turned around and put down Jingba, ran up to the edge of the stage with her skirt, and looked down, just in time to see Zhou Zhou and them not far from this stand. Next to her, the white imp was still crying, and a man who appeared to be his father was carefully cleaning the wooden thorns from his face.

"Find the best doctor, help the British ambassador Xiao Gongzi heal his injuries, and then send two more people down to find out which big rebellious bastard is manipulating the cannon and actually hitting here!" Prince Qingmi said. In his mind, this powerful shot put could only be fired by a cannon.

"Duke, are you alright?" Prince Qingmi Yixuan carried his official uniform, chased to the duchess, and said courteously.

Duchess Crawford shook her head and said to the prince in Chinese with a bit of foreign flavor: "It's okay, but there is something I want to ask you for help." ”

"Whatever is commanded. We are the most hospitable in the Qing Dynasty. Prince Qingmi said.

"I want to hire a bodyguard."

The two spoke politely for a while, and an old man with a beard, a tuxedo, and a cane walked in their direction.

"I also have an appointment with someone, please forgive me for not accompanying me." Duchess Crawford said to the Prince.

"It's okay, it's okay, I also have an appointment with the Japanese ambassador. See you tomorrow. Goodbay. The prince waved his hand in Western etiquette.

Duchess Crawford smiled and waved her hand, turning to meet the bearded old man.

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PS: Because of the needs of the plot, some characters do not match the time of death and history, and I hope you will understand.