"Qi Dong!, why are you a scoundrel?!"

Xie Bin on the side screamed angrily, but there was a look of jealousy in his eyes that could not be hidden.

Qi Dong stood up from the ground with a carp, but his left foot just stepped on a fat buttocks, and Liu Mang, who was paralyzed on the ground in pain, screamed again.

After stabilizing his figure, Qi Dong turned to face Xie Bin.

"You....you deceive people too much!" Xie Bin saw Qi Dong looking at him, and said sharply with his finger to Qi Dong, but his voice was a little trembling, and his body was constantly retreating, and in a blink of an eye, he disappeared into the gymnasium.

"Hey, how do you say that you can just leave? Is it about to go to class?" Qi Dong was secretly puzzled, took out his mobile phone and looked at the time, sure enough, it was less than five minutes before the first martial arts class, and then he stopped stopping and walked quickly towards the practice room.

"Whatever you shoot, get out of the way!" At this time, Liu Mang had already gotten up from the ground and roared at the students watching the shooting.

"Hmph, fierce fart, why wasn't you fierce when you were lying on the ground just now?"

"Hehe, I didn't expect this Liu Mang to be beaten one day. ”

"Yes, it's so happy, it's not good to see his usual arrogant appearance!"

"By the way, who was that person just now, why is he so powerful!"

"Yes, it looks weak, but I didn't expect my strength to be greater than Liu Mang!"

"Looking at the clothes he wears, it seems that he is a martial arts professional. ”

was yelled at by Liu Mang, and the onlookers scattered one after another, but they kept muttering in their mouths, but their voices were very small, as if they were afraid of being heard by Liu Mang.

When Qi Dong walked into the practice room, the students of the first class of martial arts had almost arrived, and they were all practicing footwork or boxing in the open space in the center of the room.

At the head of the room stood a middle-aged man in his early thirties with a clear face, wearing a white practice uniform, who was none other than Shen Lian, the martial arts instructor of Qi Dong's class.

Seeing Qi Dong enter the room, Shen Lian immediately looked at him, there seemed to be regret in his eyes, and there was a sense of hatred that iron could not become steel.

"Jingle Bell ———"

"Assemble!" As soon as the class bell rang, Shen Lian immediately shouted, his voice full of anger.

As soon as the words fell, the students of the martial arts class lined up neatly in the center of the room, a total of four rows and ten columns, and Qi Dong was in the third column of the first row because of his small stature.

"Students, today we are going to review a boxing technique, Collapse Fist!" Shen Lian said, glancing at the queue, his eyes full of light.

After a pause, he continued: "We have learned this kind of boxing technique before, but I didn't explain it very carefully at the time due to time constraints. Now that the final assessment is approaching, this is also a must-take boxing, I will re-demonstrate it today, you haven't learned it before, now look carefully. ”

After saying this, Shen Lian turned his body, put on a posture, and started to demonstrate as he spoke: "Straight forward, standing fist out of shape, fist eye upward, fist heart inward, force on the fist surface."

When exerting force, the energy is hidden, the short distance is urgent, the arm is not complete, the force is from the root, mainly with the help of the wrist and forearm muscles to conduct the force, sudden cold movement, short assault, both fast and fierce, force through the viscera. ”

Qi Dong looked at it very carefully, and he found that every time Shen Lian punched, his clothes would be blown up without wind, and he looked full of strength and had the demeanor of a master.

By the time he finished a set of punches, Shen Lian had already walked from one end of the practice room to the other, and then he turned around again and came exactly the same again.

"How is it? Do you see it all clearly?" After the demonstration, Shen Lian returned to the front of the queue, his face was slightly red, and his breathing was a little shorter, "Now you can practice by yourself according to what I just did." ”

Next, the students of the martial arts class dispersed in the practice room, and Qi Dong also found a corner and started boxing on his own.

Qi Dong's memory has always been good, he watched Shen Lian demonstrate twice just now, and he has memorized every movement in his heart, although he can't guarantee that it is completely correct, but the general posture and essentials will not go wrong.

After suffering from stomach problems, his physique deteriorated sharply, and although there was no problem with his movements every time he practiced boxing, he was weak and did not eat enough, so he was scolded by Shen Lian.

However, since the amount of food increased a few days ago, Qi Dong could clearly feel that his strength had increased a lot, and the strength of his punches had become much stronger, so that every time he punched, he could hear the swishing sound of his clothes swinging.

Shen Lian kept pacing back and forth in the practice room, and when he saw that some students were not moving properly, he pointed his fingers right.

"Wrong!" Suddenly, he stopped beside Xu Xiao and scolded sharply.

Xu Xiao was yelled at by Shen Lian, and immediately lowered his head red-faced.

"Are you boxing, what's the difference between it and tickling!" Shen Lian looked angry, "You look quite strong, is it fat?"

When the words fell, the practice room immediately erupted in laughter.

"Lei Long, you go to the equipment room and bring me the biggest hanging sandbag here. Shen Lian turned his head and said to a burly boy who was nearly two meters tall.

"Okay, Coach. Lei Long replied when he heard it, and then walked quickly towards the outside of the practice room.

Five minutes later, Lei Long carried a black sandbag about 1.8 meters high into the room, and called a few people to hang the sandbag in the center of the practice room.

"Xu Xiao, you punch me at the sandbag!" Shen Lian said in a tone that could not be refused, "Remember, the Collapse Fist pays attention to an overall strength, and you must gather the strength of your whole body into the fist, not just the strength of your arms. ”

Xu Xiao looked a little reluctant, but he dared to disobey the coach's order, so he could only walk to the sandbag.

"Bang -----"

After the punch, the sandbag only shook a few times, Xu Xiao looked at Shen Lian with an embarrassed expression, and there was another burst of laughter in the practice room.

"The movements, the strength is not in place, you have learned this lesson in vain!" Shen Lian scolded unceremoniously, his face full of anger.

Qi Dong watched it from the side, and he was also a little distressed about Xu Xiao. In order to lose weight, this guy came to class without breakfast, and now he has no strength to practice boxing, and he was trained, which is really worth the loss.

"Don't laugh, everyone, in order, no one can fool around!" Shen Lian said, scanning the room with sharp eyes.

"Ye Shaofeng, you are the squad leader, you come first. Shen Lian looked at Ye Shaofeng and said softly.

After hearing this, Ye Shaofeng did not hesitate and strode to the sandbag. After taking a deep breath, he slammed his punch into the sandbag in a standard crumbling position.

was hit by Ye Shaofeng like this, and the sandbag immediately swayed violently, with an amplitude of about seventy degrees.

"Yes, the movement is in place, and the strength is okay. Shen Lian nodded and praised, and the expression on his face softened a lot.

Hearing this, all the students in the martial arts class looked at Ye Shaofeng with envy and admiration, but Xu Xiao was a little embarrassed, and stood in place with a red face and didn't know what to do.

Next, all the students in the martial arts class lined up in a queue and walked to the sandbags one by one and punched them, but they were not as good as Ye Shaofeng, and Shen Lian stood aside with a gloomy and frightening face.

"How many times have I said it, you have to use all your strength! Have you all eaten? All of you are weak!" Shen Lian seemed to be unable to bear it anymore, and roared at a girl who had just finished punching a punching bag.

"Next!"

The girl retreated with red eyes, and Qi Dong took a step forward and stood in front of the sandbag.

"Hurry up, don't ink!" Shen Lian urged.

Being urged like this, Qi Dong was so nervous that he didn't even pose a pose, and he forgot all the essentials of his movements, but just threw a punch and hit the sandbag.

A hundred kilograms of sandbags were punched by Qi Dong in a hurry, and they were beaten like a pendulum, swinging back and forth in the center of the practice room.

The swing amplitude was much larger than Ye Shaofeng's, more than 120 degrees.