"Coach Ma, the students outside have warmed up." Mo Shan knocked on the door and walked into the lounge, respectfully.

"Okay, let's start practicing martial arts. Mo Shan, stay a little longer, I'll open a small stove for you, thank you for helping me take care of those little gangsters before. Mark laughed.

"Yes, great, thank you Coach Ma, I will definitely study hard!" Mo Shan jumped up happily. He worked silently for a long time, and finally got a different look from Coach Ma.

What Mo Shan didn't know was that if Ding Ming hadn't told Mark what he had done today, Mark wouldn't have known about it. So, it's okay to pay silently, but you have to find a way to let people know, otherwise, in today's society, everyone is very busy, no one will pay attention to your efforts, and they will soon forget you.

"The old rule, I'll do a set of punches first!" Mark shouted as he stood in front of fifty people. His training class has expanded from the original 30 to 50 people, and the extra ones are all beautiful women. The purpose of their visit is very simple, that is, to fall in love with Mark.

"Good!" A group of trainees said happily. They enjoyed watching Mark box. Before each lesson, they asked Mark to do a set of punches first.

After Mark's three major inner fists became superb, he had the bearing of a grandmaster.

His boxing has returned to the basics, it looks ordinary and ordinary, but it has an unusual taste, which makes people want to stop watching it.

In the eyes of a group of students, Coach Ma's boxing is very smooth, very silky, and very. Forehead. There's an artistic aesthetic. Mark boxing has risen to the heights of art.

Watching Mark boxing is already a pleasure, and both men and women, young and old, love to watch it.

Especially the female students, they couldn't help but drool when they watched Mark boxing.

"Whew, whew, whew" Mark's punching was not fast, but he was able to make a whirring sound.

Soon, Mark finished a set of punches.

The female students had a saliva movement at the same time.

"Okay, now everyone follow me to practice, the first type of boy worship Buddha." This trick comes from Tong Zi Gong, and Mark feels that after practicing this trick for a long time, it is good for his health, so he mixes it with other martial arts routines and teaches it to students.

"Type 2 Boy Turnover"

A moment later.

"Alright, let's practice freely." Mark laughed. After he became a master master, the exercises he taught every time were very simple.

But it's not ordinary, and exercising for a long time is good for the body.

That's what makes a difference.

That's why he charges several times more than other training courses, and it's why it's so popular.

Everyone is not stupid, at first they thought that Coach Ma was hot, but later found out that Coach Ma taught it differently, so they all came to apply for Mark's training class.

"Coach Ma, I feel a little wrong with this move, you can help me take a look."

"Coach Ma, is my kicking action not standard?"

"Coach Ma, is there a problem with my lunge?"

"Horse Coach"

Mark patiently and meticulously guided each student.

"You're not right here, it should be." This is a male student, and Mark directly starts to help him correct it.

"You have a problem here, it should be like this, Xiaoli, you can help her." This is a female student, and Mark asks a female assistant to help correct it. He has always maintained a good personality in the gym and never had physical contact with female students.

"You're not practicing right here, your muscles are hurting, I'll help you get a needle!" This is a male student, Mark took out a silver needle to help him dredge his qi and blood.

After Mark's acupuncture became superb, he carried silver needles with him. Later, when teaching martial arts, I found that a student was injured, so I helped prick a few stitches.

His acupuncture is very powerful, and the students who have been pierced want him to continue to prick a few more needles.

"Coach Ma, come here, my arm is uncomfortable, please give me a needle." A beautiful woman shouted.

"Oh, Coach Ma, I'm a little panicked in my chest, you can also help me get a needle!"

"Coach Ma, my stomach is upset, you can help me massage it."

"Coach Ma, my heart hurts a little, please help me take a look."

Although Mark has always maintained the character, the teasing from the beautiful women has never been less, and it has become more and more intense.

They were very welcoming. They also compare themselves to each other, and they both want to have physical contact with Mark.

Some also want to go to a nearby hotel with Mark for an intimate class with only two people. However, Mark has always refused outright.

"Coach Ma, my hotel room is." Another female student secretly told Mark a room number.

Mark pretended not to hear and did not respond. He felt that this female student should lose weight, not 160 tall, and 160 in weight.

"Oh, Coach Ma, help me quickly, I'm going to fall!" A beautiful woman deliberately hit Mark. Xiaoli beside Mark hurriedly supported the beauty who was upside down.

Still, the beauty's hand grabbed Mark's arm.

Xiaoli couldn't help but roll her eyes. She was a little jealous, she hadn't even met Coach Ma, why could these outsiders meet Coach Ma. She glanced at Mark wryly.

In the midst of a crowd of beauties, Mark ended today's lesson.

"It's not a good thing that they're too attractive, they're too enthusiastic."

"Those women are all meat eaters. I also eat meat, but I can't mess around. It's a pity, there are a few people who are in good shape and appearance, and they all asked me to go to the hotel, but I can't go! Otherwise, dozens of other female students will be jealous, and they will each want me to go, which will be a big trouble, and the character will completely collapse. ”

Lounge.

"Coach Ma, this is today's love letter, five of which are mine, and the other dozen or so are for you." Mo Shan said with a smile.

"Throw it all away." Mark said casually. He doesn't care what those beauties think, but his character must not change, and his discipline must be guarded and not shattered.

"Coach Ma, you said you were going to give me a small stove, look." Mo Shan casually threw away the love letter in his hand and said hurriedly.

"You stand on the pile first, I see that you are a little vain, is it a little too many times to go to the hotel recently?" Mark said with a smile.

"That.,Coach Ma has been a little dry lately.,I've just got a new girlfriend.,Hehe, you know." Mo Shan said with a smile. He is handsome, he is more diligent in changing girlfriends, and he is looking for beautiful ones.

Of course, beautiful girls generally change boyfriends relatively quickly, and they are all handsome guys.

They're all the same.

But someone is different. He sang inwardly, "We are different!" ”

"What's so good about women, it's better for men!" Ding Ming suddenly said this, which scared both Mark and Mo Shan to take a step back.

"Steady steps!"

"Your next plate is still too vain, let's quit sex for a month first."

"You're still young, and you're able to recover your body by abstaining from sex. In the future, no matter how old you are, you won't be able to do it, and you will have to rely on that pill. ”

Mo Shan stood on the side, and Ding Ming continued to talk about the previous matter.

"Teacher, the Kirsa Taekwondo Gym has never given up on you. The reason why they were seized this time is because they are still doing things behind their backs! Ding Ming continued the previous topic.

"Still doing something? How much enmity and resentment do I have with them? Mark frowned.

"Teacher, don't you think that foreigners have been suppressing everything in our Great Xia? And while they suppress, they also steal from us. Ding Ming said.

"It seems so." Mark nodded.

"Teacher, when they deal with you, they are actually dealing with the national art you represent, and they want to make the national art disappear among the Chinese people, leaving only taekwondo." Ding Mingdao.

"It's impossible, it's just wishful thinking!" Mark said disapprovingly.

"Teacher, I don't think it's possible. But how many impossible things have come true over the years? Ding Ming said.

"Maybe. Let's talk about what's in front of us. Mark said.

"Teacher, if Kelsa wants to deal with you, I will definitely not agree. When I found out about their plots, I called the police and arrested them all, and closed the taekwondo gym. Ding Ming wrote lightly.

"Mr. Ding, at the critical moment, you are a real man!" Mark laughed. He remembered the last time he kicked the gym, and the more critical it was, the more Ding Ming looked like a man.

"But, teacher, there is still a lack of critical evidence." Ding Ming frowned.

(End of chapter)