Regarding the matter of kicking the gym, Chu Hang belongs to the peace of the place, anyway, he doesn't care about the so-called "face", even if he can't kick any of them, he won't feel ashamed, he thinks of himself low enough, even if he has this benefit, it won't hurt too much if he falls.

But since he decided to go to the ring to play, Chu Hang will definitely go all out, compared to saying that he was just reckless after failing to do his best, Chu Hang appreciates the strength of not being discouraged after failing to do his best.

Going to the Jingwumen Kick Hall was one of his schedules for a long time, but now it was just put on the agenda early, just like taking a course in college to junior high school.

If you can't afford it, it's just admitting that you're just a junior high school student, and there's nothing to be embarrassed about.

But if you can afford it, then it proves that you can actually go to college, and if you think about it, you can blow a wave.

In the past few years, it's not uncommon for people to kick the gym everywhere after only practicing for a month, but most of them are stupid people who are so ambitious, and only occasionally there are one or two, which are really awesome.

Strive for bullshit, don't be stupid, do your best, and leave no excuses, this is probably Chu Hang's only thought now.

In short, when Chu Hang stood in the ring of Chen Zhenguan, his expression changed, he didn't care when he put it away, he became serious and serious, like an actor who was hanging in front of the camera, walking to the camera to play a great man with the world in mind, and suddenly changed as if he was a different person.

"This kid does things, either he doesn't do it, or he does his best. ”

Su Zhilong felt it and said.

Chu Yanran nodded sympathetically, "Since he is standing and walking into the ring, he will definitely lie down, and you will have to stop him when the time comes." ”

Su Liuli pursed her lips and said: "I said I didn't want to go up, but I couldn't pull it down when the time came, this liar said that it would not be a loss to kick one, and I might want to kick all seven hundred, hum, I know him too well!"

Fang Yun listened from the sidelines, only feeling like a person from another world.

How do you listen to what they say, this rookie who has only practiced for a month can kick several, and he will only be pulled down when he is exhausted?

Haven't you ever thought about the embarrassing situation of not being able to beat any of them and losing directly?

A former national coach, a current pro, and a future supernova.

Are the three big guys so naïve?

Maybe this is the big guy, the idea is different.

Fang Yun couldn't understand it at all, because in his cognition, a novice who had only practiced for a month, no matter how talented he was, his level couldn't be high, and the cultivation of demonic martial arts was not a day's work, just one month, standing on a stump would pass.

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Fang Yun's opinion, Chen Zheng, who was about to fight, was the most empathetic, this poor child's name was called, and his accent became "Chen Zhen", but compared with the ancestor of the Jingwu Sect who had been famous for centuries, it was a world of difference.

Chen Zheng only began to practice magic martial arts when he was fourteen years old, and it has been two years since then, just standing on the pile and visualizing it for a year, and then he has practiced the basic skills of magic power and boxing foundation for another year, until now, Jingwumen's Lost Trace Fist and Eagle Claw Gong have not even learned much, and he has passed the simplest amateur assessment after three bumps and bumps, and he is the weakest among the seven hundred people in the Xuanzi generation, and he has been repeatedly despised by his peers.

But Chen Zheng never doubted his talent because of this, and even thought that he was actually a genius, and he attributed all the reasons why he was so weak to - he practiced martial arts too late!

Because of his family background, Chen Zheng has been a child laborer since he was a child, and he didn't even have to go to school, so he didn't have the opportunity to contact demonic martial arts at all, and he finally survived until he was fourteen years old to save enough money and become an apprentice of Jingwumen, but it was too late!

Everyone else has been practicing demon martial arts since kindergarten, and they have been practicing martial arts for more than ten years, and they have already laid good basic skills since they were young, and they have been practicing Lost Trace Boxing and Eagle Claw Gong since they were twelve or thirteen years old, and they are too far ahead of him!

He is more talented than all of them, just because he cultivated too late, he fell so far behind, he couldn't catch up, and after two years of hard training, he couldn't compete with others from childhood to adulthood for ten years!

For the ruthless formula that magic martial arts is equal to talent multiplied by time, Chen Zheng has more experience than anyone else!

"I heard you've only been practicing for a month?"

Chen Zheng walked to the ring and asked Chu Hang.

Chu Hang nodded expressionlessly, "Almost." ”

If you don't count the year that was delayed by "Rulai Divine Palm" when he was a child, he really only had one month to retrain his magic martial arts, after all, he was still an ordinary otaku who was almost killed by lightning a month ago, and the starting point was almost zero.

Chen Zheng sneered: "Only practice for a month and come to the gym, who gave you the courage?"

Chen Zheng's attitude was very bad, but Chu Hang could understand that if he heard a month ago that someone would have kicked the gym after only practicing for a month, he would have felt like a fool.

Chu Hang shook his head and said with a smile: "Anyway, it's not Liang Jingru who is behind the blame, you just make me lose my mind." ”

Chen Zheng sneered and said, "Do you know what happened in the first month of my cultivation of Demon Martial Arts?"

The devil knows.

Chu Hang was helpless in his heart, how could this person be crazy about adding drama to himself!

Chu Hang still maintains a peace-oriented attitude, after all, it is a one-minute dialogue time, and the other party has the right to speak.

"What's the situation?"

Chu Hang answered Chen Zheng's classmate, in fact, he was also a little curious about what Chen Zheng wanted to say.

Complex emotions appeared on Chen Zheng's face, including sadness, anger, and pain, and his expression was very playful, and he pondered for a while before he said in a deep voice: "In the first month of cultivating demon martial arts, I worked hard to catch up with others, I stood on the pile for five hours a day, practiced boxing for five hours, and practiced internal skills for two hours, twelve hours a day, day after day, practicing all over my body, my face was bloodless, I fell into a coma several times, and finally gritted my teeth and persevered!"

Chen Zheng's words immediately infected many disciples of the Xuanzi generation, and they recalled Chen Zheng's efforts in the past few years, and they all called for him.

Chu Hang's heart did not fluctuate, and he even wanted to laugh a little, this is a memory of killing? Think about his past month, he practiced demon martial arts for eighteen hours a day, and every night Yugong moved mountains, buried his head in hitting trees, and suffered thousands of times with electric shock rods alone...... It's so blissful.

Chu Hang looked at Chen Zheng silently, and he didn't intend to spoil the sad atmosphere that the young man had so hard to brew.

Chen Zheng suddenly clenched his fists and said loudly: "After a month of hard training, I thought that I had made some progress, but I couldn't even beat the little junior brother who was four years younger than me! At that time, I finally realized that the cultivation of demonic martial arts is not enough to rely on hard work and talent, and it still needs time to accumulate! That junior brother who is four years younger than me has been practicing demonic martial arts since he was five years old, and he has been practicing for five years, so why should I catch up with him after only practicing for one month? Why!? I was defeated, and it was a matter of course!"

"Well said!"

The disciples of the Xuanzi generation applauded Chen Zheng one after another, they remembered that it was normal for Chen Zheng to indeed cultivate the latest, and his strength was the weakest, and they suddenly changed their opinion of Chen Zheng, and his strength did not necessarily represent talent, but also related to time.

Chu Hang was silent, and said secretly in his heart, it's not that a month is too short, but that your cultivation method is wrong, young man, let's come and hit the tree, and you will become stronger if you bump into it.

Chen Zheng looked at the silent Chu Hang, thinking that he had made the other party speechless, and suddenly felt proud in his heart, although he hadn't learned a few tricks in the Lost Trace Fist and Eagle Claw Skill, but he still learned the mouth cannon kung fu of the senior brothers.

Chen Zheng raised his hand and pointed at Chu Hang, and said righteously: "Looking at you, I feel like I saw my former self, I only practiced for a month and came to the gym to kick, you are as stupid and naïve as I was at the beginning." But it's okay, there are always one or two unforgettable fiascos on the road of growth that are thought-provoking, and soon you will understand that the most important thing in cultivating demon martial arts is to be down-to-earth, and I will use the Lost Trace Fist of Jingwumen to let you know your way back and get on the right path!"

These righteous and awe-inspiring words suddenly boiled over the disciples of the Jingwu Sect, and they stood up to cheer and applaud Chen Zheng! Chen Zheng said the voice in their hearts, and said the chivalrous spirit of the Jingwu Sect!

"One minute conversation is over, the game begins!"

At this most burning juncture, the referee announced the start of the game in time!

Chen Zheng burned his blood, shouted, and rushed towards Chu Hang!

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(PS: Report yesterday's results, 1370 votes, 22 rewards, so there is no more, alas the completion of the dream is always difficult, the dream of bursting the liver is far away, blue thin mushroom.) ）