Bang, bang, bang, the sound of hitting the sandbag sounded continuously. Late at night, in an extremely professional gym, Jonathan was punching with all his might.

Under the yellow light, Jonathan, who was wearing only a sports vest, was sweating slightly, and the skin on his back reflected in the light. With a heavy hit, the sandbag keeps "bending over" like an ordinary person who has been hit in the abdomen. The muscles of the muscular back are constantly undulating, as if an eagle is flapping its wings.

Heavy punches, heavy punches - horizontal whip legs!

Jonathan gritted his teeth and glared, raising his legs like the wind. Bang! The calf kicked the sandbag, only to hear a creak, and the heavy sandbag flew off the hook and slammed into the doorway.

Just as the sandbags were about to hit the door, the double doors of the old-fashioned western pub were suddenly creaked open. Bang, a white hand easily grabbed the fierce sandbag, and with a flip of his wrist, he put the sandbag weighing dozens of pounds casually by the door.

The person who came wore a sleeveless top and knee-length shorts, and the whole person looked youthful and energetic, looking like a sports girl, it was Yang Qi.

"Yo, you're exercising, you're very diligent. Yang Qi raised his hand to say hello to this side, then took two steps forward and jumped easily, jumped onto the fighting platform in the middle of the room with a standard hurdle move, and then beckoned to Jonathan: "It's boring to hit sandbags alone, come on, come, I'll be your match, let's fight." ”

"Let's fight?" Jonathan was a little stunned, we didn't have to fight at all, but he suddenly became eager to try again, and nodded seriously: "Okay, then let's fight!"

Whew, he jumped on the spot, crossed a distance of nearly ten meters, and jumped directly onto the ring with a bang. In this dimly lit room, only this fighting ring was very bright. There was a dazzling light shining down. It's no different from a real black boxing arena. Standing here, facing Yang Qi, Jonathan felt his heart beating, his body was heating, and an urge to "know that he can't beat but want to prove how strong he is to the person in front of him" also emerged in his heart.

Since you can't hurt the opponent no matter what, let's attack with all your might! Jonathan's eyes tightened, and he was about to make a move with his fist.

But as soon as he clenched his fist, he was poured a basin of cold water in Yang Qi's face: "That's not right." This posture is not right, here and here, all changed. Yang Qi stretched out his hand and patted and pinched Jonathan's body, while looking around and sighed: "This room is really a long time ago, when I was fighting, I trained here every day - I said who taught you your stand? The problem is that there is no problem, but that person must be about ten centimeters shorter than you, your height can't stand like this, and that person won't explain it to you?"

"This ...... Actually, no one taught me, I learned from you. Jonathan adjusted his posture in earnest. replied: "When I was a gangster, installing cameras everywhere was a necessary literacy, and it was naturally indispensable here." When you practiced boxing here, you broke I don't know how much equipment and broke dozens of sandbags, I saw that Hunter Xinxi also followed suit, and it seems that he still can't get home. Not to mention, you're so much more comfortable. ”

"Stance is the basis of martial arts stance. Although it is similar, it is also very skilled. You. Don't figure it out yourself, you asked me when I was here, and it's not bad for you to find a kung fu master to learn the basics when I'm not there. If you are wrong at the root, don't mention the rest of it. By the way, you can practice with Yuxi when I train Yuxi, and it just so happens that the two of you can also help each other. "Yang Qi has finished rectifying. After looking left and right, he patted Jonathan on the shoulder with satisfaction: "Okay, that's pretty much it, come on, start with the simplest." Straight punch, hook box, hook box, whip punch - let's fight!"

"Oh. Jonathan nodded and began to move to attack. was so cleaned by Yang Qi, his blood that was about to burst out dropped a lot, but he was not so impetuous between punches.

Yang Qi raised two palms, like an ordinary fist target, to catch the fist with his flesh palm. But Jonathan could feel that there was a lot of truth in this simple hand-in-the-box. The palms of those hands are both rigid and soft, and the force is just right. Jonathan can even sense the omissions and mistakes in his punches through the feedback from his fist to the palm, and he's pretty sure it's a clever way to work.

"This punch is too slow. ”

"This punch is too weak. ”

"Isn't it boring? It's too soft, shoot the attack like a man!-yes, that's decent. ”

The crackling sound of fist and palm clashes was under Yang Qi's control, fast or slow but never stopped, wafting throughout the training room. In just fifteen minutes, Jonathan felt more tired than two hours of sandbagging. He was sweating profusely and panting, but he was in a good mood. It's like Sun Dasheng searched all over the East China Sea and finally found a heavy weapon to take advantage of. Tired, but happy.

While gasping for breath, he asked, "Sometimes I really feel that when I met you and Mr. Yang, it was like God destined to meet you." Ever since I met you, my worldview has been constantly refreshed and refreshed. Looking back, the days when you first came to 'apply' were not long, but it seemed like a long time had passed. By the way, why are you in the mood to come here today? The stuff here should be completely useless to you. ”

"Didn't I come because of you?--This punch is wrong, the left arm can't relax under the ribs, or I'll beat you!" After casually tapping a finger under Jonathan's ribs, Yang Qi continued to explain: "I heard that you are banging here two hours ago, and you can't sleep even if you want to, so I'll take a look." ”

"Hear?" Jonathan was stunned, "It's so far from your bedroom, you can hear it?"

"Don't talk about this, just last time I was at that big ship, didn't I still find the big tin box through so many layers? I have been listening to the buzzing sound that makes people upset, but I can't find the main owner, and I finally found a place after smashing open the white wall. And, ahem, say something that might make you wilt—" Yang Qi's expression instantly became obscene: "Even the voice of you looking for a girl, as long as I want to hear it, I can hear it clearly." There are at least three Yanmars every night, young man, you have to know how to control yourself if you are in good health, hahaha~~"

Jonathan was instantly dumbfounded, he stayed for a few full seconds before he suddenly gritted his teeth and kicked out with a flick leg: "I'm really sorry to wake you up!!"

"This one is even worse, it's rotten. Haven't you heard that the master is not very skilled in kicking!" Yang Qi easily grabbed Jonathan's leg with a hug, and then twisted his waist and flicked it, and Jonathan spun and flew out like a spinning top that had been whipped: "Beginner, just honestly kick the part below the knee with the amputated leg, don't pretend to be handsome!"

Grunt, Jonathan instantly turned into a rolling gourd. Roll all the way to the edge of the ring before stopping. He sat up straight with his support on the floor, dizzy and tired, and simply sat there panting: "Anyway, you have been sleeping too much recently, you can sleep twenty hours a day, are you not feeling well?"

"It's not uncomfortable - it's just that I almost ran out of blood in order to detoxify a Lori, and then cut off half of my physical strength and gave it to others, and then I overdrew my physical strength and fought with a master, and in the end, I accidentally burned out all my internal strength in the big war and lost all my strength. Yang Qi sat down next to Jonathan and handed him a bottle of water: "So." Overall, it's not uncomfortable, it's just fatigue, and it's good to sleep a few more days. ”

Jonathan looked at Yang Qi stunned for a long time, and finally opened his mouth in a daze: "Wait, my Chinese learning is not in place, you just have a little bit of information I didn't react, can you say it again?"

"Come on, you don't care about it so much. It sounds serious, but it's not a big deal. Influence point combat effectiveness, but that's about it. And I've already figured out a solution, and I'll be able to recuperate soon. I'm here today mainly to find you-" Yang Qi patted Jonathan on the shoulder, his eyes were as bright as a private detective: "Young man, your fist can't wake me up, but your fist is too irritable." ”

"Irri?" Jonathan pondered for a moment. There was something thoughtful in his expression.

"Yes, irritable, it's like holding back a fire but not being able to let it out. It's just that you've just boxed, and you've been fighting for two hours in one go, but you're only sweating slightly. It seems that the physical strength is long. In fact, it is scattered and weak, and every punch is strong and careless. I don't get tired because I don't concentrate. If you really put your heart and soul into boxing, let alone you, even I won't be able to last half an hour. Yang Qi pushed his non-existent eyes, his eyes were sharp, as if he was saying "There is only one truth!" like a primary school student: "Young man, you are usually not like this - you, have, heart, and matter." ”

Jonathan was silent when he heard this, and after thinking carefully for a moment, he nodded calmly: "Yes, you are very right, but I don't understand why. I just felt that the changes in the past six months were too fast, everything was like a dream, and I was suddenly a little panicked. ”

"Hmm...... Maybe there's a reason for that, but I don't think that's the main reason. ”

"Then maybe it's because the strength is growing too fast, and the mentality can't keep up, and it's a little uncontrollable. ”

"It's certainly not because of this, you're still very focused and supernatural when you're on the boat. Yang Qi suddenly snapped his fingers like an old Chinese medicine doctor who had spotted the lesion: "By the way, I remember, you only became like this after we went to Eden." ”

"Eden......" Jonathan frowned when he heard this, and after thinking carefully for a moment, he nodded solemnly: "It seems, it is indeed so." I'm sure I've seen something like this sometimes, and the white has been flashing before my eyes lately. And the Slayer, I always felt that something was wrong, but I couldn't remember when or where I saw it. ”

Looking at Jonathan who was holding his head in distress, Yang Qi sighed and suddenly stood up: "Okay, it's easy to treat if you know where the symptoms are." Anyway, the whole boat was towed back by us, and we can study it as much as we want, and there will always be a day when the water will come out. You go ahead and punch and pour all your power into every blow, or else there's no point. ”

"Good. Jonathan stood up and shook his head to focus. The chat was brief, but it brightened his mood a lot.

"That's right," Yang Qi said without looking back as he walked out, "After I go to do something else and make some preparations, let's go and do something that should have been done a long time ago." ”

"What should have been done a long time ago?" Jonathan wondered, "What do you mean?"

"Of course, it's the most important thing to do--" Yang Qi walked to the door, grabbed the sandbag placed by the door and threw it backhanded, and the sandbag flew over with a snort: "Go back, home." ”

Boom, the sandbag hung exactly on the hook, creaking and swaying back and forth violently.

"Go home?!" Jonathan stiffened for a moment, then suddenly took a deep breath and slammed a lightning-fast punch into the swinging sandbag. Bang, bang! One punch, two sounds, the sandbags directly burst and cracked, countless gravel poured out like a waterfall, and a large piece of sand burst out far away, which is the power of a straight fist.

In the middle of the punch, Jonathan was panting tiredly, but his eyes were incomparably bright: "Yes, it's time to go home." (To be continued......)