Chapter 4: When a Chicken Learns Martial Arts
Manager Wang's office.
He Chen and Manager Wang sat opposite each other, with tea in front of them, and Manager Wang in front of him was smiling and enthusiastic: "Before giving you a reward, let me ask first, are you interested in coming to the training hall as a coach?"
"Coach?" He Chen wondered.
"Yes, coach, there are a lot of rich people in the training hall, and they need guidance, and they are usually coached by true qi martial artists, but your strength, I have seen it, it is definitely enough. ”
Manager Wang said with a smile: "Anyone who buys your class in the training hall will get seventy percent, and the training hall will draw thirty percent." ”
"It's so dark. He Chen muttered.
"Ahem, don't worry, the training hall provides meals and training equipment, you can use it as you like, as long as it is not broken. Manager Wang coughed lightly and said with a dry smile: "Moreover, this is also related to your reward." ”
"What does this have to do with the reward?" He Chen's face turned cold: "If you don't agree, will you regret it?"
"Of course it's not a repentance, if you don't agree, we'll give you a martial art, this is the meaning of the above, if you agree, you pick a copy yourself." Manager Wang turned the computer around and pointed it at him.
He Chen looked at the martial arts above, what kind of tiger fist, iron sand palm, eight consecutive palms, at a glance, it was what kind of martial arts that could only be practiced.
"How much money can I have as a coach in the training hall?" He Chen muttered.
"Generally, our True Qi Martial Artists, three hours per class, five hundred yuan, although you are only the peak of body refining, your strength is strong, three hundred and five. Manager Wang said: "If you are willing to teach skills, you can teach, if you are unwilling, you can not teach, as long as you bring the training of buying classes, you can receive red envelopes in private." ”
"I have time on weekends, but can I go to school the day after tomorrow? He Chen's heart was moved, he had no money, not to mention some good medicinal materials, and he couldn't afford to eat good dishes.
Moreover, there will definitely be cheats in the future, if there is a way to make money, you don't have to deliver takeaways, which will help you a lot.
"Yes, as long as you have time, we can pick up the class for you, and we will never bother you if you don't have time. Manager Wang said, no matter how strong He Chen is, he is only the peak of body refining, he is just recruiting a talent, after all, there are many real qi martial arts instructors in the training hall.
"Okay, I'll join. He Chen agreed.
Manager Wang took out a coaching contract: "Do you want to beat you to the king of the force to publicize? This is more conducive to your business, and many people will definitely rush to buy your class." ”
"It's still not advertised. He Chen thought about it and shook his head.
"But if you don't publicize it, your business will be a little difficult. Manager Wang frowned.
"It's difficult, it's difficult. Although He Chen wants to make money, he doesn't want to be too showy.
Once he agrees, Manager Wang will definitely blow him desperately, and when a group of people buy classes, how can he have time to break through the test?
"Okay, I'm not reluctant, now you pick martial arts. Manager Wang called up the rest of the martial arts on the computer: "These three martial arts are the best in the training hall's physical refining martial arts." ”
"Running thunder palm, violent killing fist, square inch killing. He Chen looked at the three exercises.
Ben Thunder Palm is a violent palm technique, and the palm produces a thunder sound.
Violent killing boxing, martial arts in the army, fierce and domineering, recruiting key points, and martial arts created for killing.
Kill every inch, close martial arts, between every inch, both offensive and defensive.
He Chen ruled out Ben Lei Palm for the first time, the movement was too big, it did not conform to the old yin ratio, and he was hovering between the two martial arts of Violent Killing Fist and Fang Cun Killing.
"Manager Wang, do you think it's better, Fang Cun Kill or Violent Killing Fist?" He Chen hesitated and looked at Manager Wang.
"Violent killing boxing only attacks the key points, it is a killing fist method, paying attention to killing with one blow; ”
Manager Wang analyzed: "The best thing to practice is a grandmaster, and that grandmaster once said that only a grandmaster can complete the martial arts. ”
"Only a Grandmaster can be consummated?" He Chen was stunned: "This is really a body refining martial art?"
"Of course, the Grandmaster said that Fang Cun Killing has too high requirements for the human body to master, unless you can master every part of the body, every inch of muscle, no one can practice. Manager Wang said: "And if you want to control your body perfectly, the grandmaster can do it." ”
Mastering every part of your body?
I can mobilize every inch of muscle, count?
"I'm going to kill every inch. He Chen made a decision, Fang Cun Kill is the most suitable for himself.
Manager Wang nodded and took out a contract: "This is a coach contract, and it is yours to sign it." ”
He Chen looked at the contract carefully, there was no problem, and then he signed his name, got Fang Cun Kill, and the coach's certificate.
"I'll go back first, and I'll be called for class. "He Chen got the martial arts and couldn't wait to go to Kung Fu Chicken.
Lao Yin catches chickens, the ordinary version can give him such a big boost, and the difficult version must be even higher.
"There is a coach lounge in the gym where you can communicate with the rest of the coaches. Manager Wang said.
"No, I'll have something to do when I go back. He Chen didn't want to enter the test in front of a group of people.
Back in the dilapidated mansion, He Chen entered the room, locked the door, opened the square inch to kill, and recorded it, he didn't want to, it was gone after recharging.
"I was too tired last night, look at it today, a test, how long has the reality passed. He Chen copied the martial arts, pressed them under the pillow, picked up a book, and silently recited the test in his heart: "Recharge the martial arts, enter the kung fu chicken." ”
The martial arts in his hand disappeared, and the flowers in front of him were still the playground, the chicken, and the eagle.
"Qualified old yin, are you ready to face the revenge of Kung Fu Chicken?"
"Revenge? ready. He Chen smiled, is this to avenge the previous female giant chicken?
Turning into an eagle again, He Chen concentrated his energy this time, feeling the changes in the eagle's body, it was still the same eagle before, and it was the same as the peak of body refining.
"The demo begins. ”
The eagle swooped down again, and He Chen felt that the eagle's muscles were beating at a strange frequency all the time, the bones trembled with inexplicable regularity, and every part of the body was in a state of battle.
The eagle approached the chick, and as soon as the chick's wings flapped, the chicken's head was pecked by the eagle.
After the demonstration, He Chen turned into an eagle again, and the chick below really turned into a giant chicken again.
This time he learned smartly, looked at the kung fu chicken below, did not rush down, recalled the previous state of the eagle, and kept learning.
Soon, He Chen adjusted himself to the state of an eagle, feeling that every part of his body was a powerful force, as if every part could kill the enemy.
He Chen had a slight smile on the corner of his mouth, his current state is exactly the same as that of an eagle, this kung fu chicken, even if it is the red cockscomb of the earth, the chicken is not afraid to run out.
Swooping down, so fast that the hen didn't seem to react, and let him peck at the top of her head.
while
The bronze luster shone, the female giant chicken looked at him playfully, the chicken wings flapped, He Chen only felt a flower in front of him, and his body was uncontrollable, spinning between the two chicken wings.
Copper skin and iron bones?
Why does this chicken know how to be copper-skinned and iron-clad?
"Wow"
The sound of the eagle chirping, He Chen was very aggrieved, his body was out of control, like a leather ball, rolling back and forth between the chicken wings, unable to go up or down.
"Giggles. The giant rooster looked at him contemptuously, jumped up violently, and the huge body pressed down, and the chicken paws stepped on him, bursting out with extremely strong force, easily tearing his old yin.
"You were beaten to death by a kung fu chicken. ”
He Chen: "......"
I was abused by chickens again.