Wu Tian drove back to the Jingxiu Jiayuan Community in Beicheng District.

The home that used to be across the door from Chen Yi had been demolished under the unified municipal planning two years ago.

This new home of more than 120 square meters in Jingxiu Jiayuan Community is a demolition and resettlement house.

Chen Yi's father made a lot of money in business a few years ago, and bought a house in Nancheng District and moved out when she was a freshman in high school.

The opposite door is no longer Chen Yi, and he doesn't know who lives there.

After two years of moving here, everything is still so unfamiliar.

It was already one o'clock in the morning when Wu Tian returned home.

He didn't use wine to kill his sorrows as Su Yehuang said.

Instead, he took a hot shower, then put on a pair of sports shorts and walked into the room to the south.

The room was empty and there was no furniture.

This room is a place specially used by Wu Tian to practice boxing.

He has been able to play the name of "Brother Beicheng Tian" in the past two years because someone taught him a set of boxing techniques two years ago.

He only knew that the person's surname was Zhou, and Wu Tian called him Uncle Zhou.

There are a total of 23 movements in this boxing method, which is composed of the simplest five movements: splitting, collapsing, drilling, cannon, and horizontal, and is divided into fast boxing and slow boxing.

When it is fast, the punch is like the wind, like a thunderbolt, and the emphasis is on strength and strength.

When it is slow, the fist is like a turtle speed, like a mountain standing still, and the power of the whole body is controlled.

These twenty-three actions seem simple, but after a complete set, Wu Tian will find that the whole person has become very energetic.

Uncle Zhou asked him to play six times a day in the morning and evening, three slow and three fast.

Wu Tian has been persevering for two years, and his body has become stronger and stronger.

His upper body was bare at this time, his wheat-colored chest highlighted the tension of a man, and his eight-pack abs were vigorous and strong, full of strength at a glance.

Wu Tian first played a set of fast punches, bringing a whirring sound, and each punch was full of explosive power.

He went on to throw a set of slow punches, moving like a turtle crawling slowly, but also requiring greater control over every inch of his body.

In this case, slow boxing is much more difficult than fast boxing.

He has been practicing for two years, and he can already fight fast boxing, but after a set of slow boxing, he sweats profusely, and he feels that his fight is still not perfect.

Wu Tian's body had been tempered by the Black Lotus Fire, and his strength and control had made great strides compared to before.

Now a set of slow punches came down, and he was completely integrated into it, controlling every inch of his body.

Call.

After a set of slow punches, Wu Tian exhaled a breath, like blowing out a straight white air arrow.

Instead of sweating like before, he felt every cell in his body beating happily.

Wu Tian adjusted his breath, his eyes revealed a sharp gaze, and he used the internal force in the meridians to start practicing fast punching.

Boom, boom, boom.

The punch was like a thunderbolt, and the blow rumbled in the air.

After the fast boxing practice, Wu Tian followed up with the slow boxing.

The internal force followed the movements of the slow fist throughout his body, and he could feel every inch of his body full of strength.

And Slow Fist is to let him control every inch of his skin's power.

"This is the real "Square Inch Killing"!"

Wu Tian had a smile on his face, and he finally understood why this set of boxing techniques was called "Square Inch Killing".

At that time, Uncle Zhou told him that this set of boxing methods was called "Fang Cun Kill", and he thought it was very strange and asked Uncle Zhou why it was not called "Fang Cun Fist".

Uncle Zhou told him that when this set of boxing techniques is practiced to a high level, every inch of skin on his body can kill the enemy.

If the enemy is within an inch, they can be killed.

He didn't understand it before, but now he does!

Wu Tian rehearsed "Square Inch Killing", and his movements were very slow, as if he was as immobile as a mountain.

A mosquito landed on Wu Tian's back, and was about to bite it, when it exploded.

Of the twenty-three movements of fast boxing, Wu Tian's limit is only three seconds, and eight punches in one second.

But for the twenty-three movements of the slow boxing, he practiced for half an hour.

Fast three, slow three.

It took Wu Tian an hour and a half to rehearse today's volume.

He now understands that the "Square Inch Killing" that Uncle Zhou taught him is not a boxing technique at all, but a profound martial art that cultivates the strength of the whole body.

Wu Tian went to take a hot shower again, then picked up his phone and took a look, it was already three o'clock in the morning.

He clicked on QQ, and there was a message from Su Yehuang on it: "Don't drink too much, go to bed early." ”

Looking at the news time, it was half past one, and it was estimated that she thought she would come back to borrow wine to kill her sorrows.

Wu Tian felt a burst of warmth in his heart, and replied to her: "I didn't drink, I just finished boxing." ”

He thought for a moment and sent another message: "What birthday present do you want?"

Let him give a girl a gift, he really doesn't know what to give.

In the past, when Chen Yi was on her birthday, he accompanied Chen Yi out shopping, and then he bought her whatever gift she liked.

Only last year, Su Yehuang told him that the birthday gift should surprise the girl, and then took him shopping and helped him choose a birthday gift for Chen Yi.

It was a light blue butterfly hairpin, which was particularly beautiful on Chen Yi's head, as beautiful as a butterfly.

He then remembered that Su Yehuang's birthday seemed to be only two days later than Chen Yi, and he should have asked her what she liked last year, and also gave her a birthday gift to thank her for helping him choose a gift.

Su Yehuang was sleeping soundly, when suddenly the mobile phone prompt sounded, waking her up.

She took her phone and glanced at it in a daze, and Wu Tian's reply message was popping up on the screen.

She set Wu Tian's QQ to pay special attention, so there was a prompt tone whenever there was news from him.

Su Yehuang's lazy little face smiled softly.

It's okay.

She also thought that the fool was in a bad mood, and when she went back, she would drink the two bottles of red wine to relieve her sorrows.

She knew that Wu Tian would practice boxing every morning and evening, and although she went back late every day because she worked in the entertainment city, she would still insist on going to bed after practicing boxing.

Su Yehuang immediately replied: "It's best if you don't drink it, it's three o'clock, hurry up and go to bed." ”

As soon as she sent it, she also received a message: "What birthday present do you want?"

Su Yehuang looked at this message, angry and funny.

This is really Wu Tian's style.

Wu Tian sent a message, and also received a reply from Su Yehuang, thinking about why she hadn't slept yet, so he looked at the chat interface and waited for her to reply to ask for a birthday gift.

I waited for about two minutes, but there was no movement.

Wu Tian sent a message and asked, "Asleep?"

Su Yehuang: "No." ”

Wu Tian asked again: "What birthday gift do you want?"

Su Yehuang: "Still thinking, what's the hurry?"

Wu Tian continued to wait for Su Yehuang to tell him what gift he wanted.

After about two minutes, Su Yehuang replied, "I haven't thought about what I want yet, anyway, my birthday is still half a year, and I'll tell you what I want when the time comes." ”

Wu Tian: "Okay, then remember to tell me when you think about it, go to bed early, good night." ”

Su Yehuang held the mobile phone, almost smashed it in anger, and kept scolding in his mouth: "Bastard, you don't know how to help me pick a gift yourself, bastard, bastard, big bastard......"