"Little brother, what martial arts do you want to learn? Grandpa Zhang's boxing skills are very powerful, as long as you learn it, it is definitely not a problem to fight ten at a time! ”

In the Black Iron Martial Arts Pavilion, Jiang Chen followed behind the woman named Xiao Lin, looking at the woman's seductive back, secretly surprised.

The woman wore a towering single ponytail and wheat-colored skin, revealing a sense of sensuality and health.

Her eyes are bright, her figure is slender, her round buttocks are a pair of straight thighs, and a slim black practice uniform completely reveals her figure.

She also wears a snowflake belt made of white fish leather around her waist, revealing a youthful and energetic atmosphere.

The women of this world are naturally beautiful, and their looks will not be bad.

"That's great, I'm just trying to learn how to do it." Jiang Chen's eyes lit up, and he walked side by side with Zhao Lin.

The purpose of his coming to the Black Iron Martial Arts Hall this time is to learn boxing and body techniques, and he now has three attribute points, as long as he masters the boxing moves and learns the entry, he can quickly use the attribute points to improve the realm of boxing.

"My name is Zhao Lin, and I am also your senior sister." Zhao Linming's eyes couldn't help but be a little curious.

"You are too thin, there is no meat on your body, those who practice martial arts, the amount of food must be large, otherwise you will not be able to keep up with the consumption of martial arts, and in the long run, your body will definitely be hollowed out." Zhao Lin reminded Jiang Chen.

"This is natural!"

"You see I'm different, as a martial artist, you must be able to eat, so that you can have the strength to practice." Zhao Lin thumped his towering chest and said with a smug expression.

Jiang Chen couldn't help but smile when he saw the trembling appearance of her chest, this woman would definitely not be able to see her toes when she looked down.

"Senior Sister Zhao, has the martial arts hall taught the internal strength of the mind?"

"Internal Strength?"

Zhao Lin stopped, revealing a puzzled look.

"The internal strength of the heart is extremely precious, only some powerful martial arts sects, martial arts family inheritance, even if the general martial arts hall has internal strength, it is not easy for ordinary people to learn, this is not something that can be learned by paying tuition."

"Besides, the cultivation of internal strength requires years of accumulation before it can be achieved, unlike external strength that can be achieved quickly, our Black Iron Martial Arts Hall does not teach internal strength and mental method."

Jiang Chen nodded, once again realizing the importance of the internal strength method!

This woman has a cheerful personality and is innocent and lively, and there are constantly apprentices on the road to greet her.

The two talked and laughed and walked through the corridor, and soon came to the martial arts training ground, in front of a white-haired old man.

The old man walked leisurely in the crowd with half-squinted eyes, smoking a dry cigarette in his hand, and from time to time he scolded a few words to correct the punching actions of several apprentices.

"Punch hard!"

"Didn't eat?"

"What kind of punch do you learn with such a soft fist!"

When he saw Zhao Lin arriving with Jiang Chen, he couldn't help but stop, with an amiable smile on his face.

"Xiao Lin'er, how can you have time to come here today."

"Hello Grandpa Zhang, I brought you a new apprentice, his name is Jiang Chen, and he wants to learn your boxing techniques."

"Boy Jiang Chen, I've seen Master Zhang." On the way here, Jiang Chen learned from Zhao Lin that this master Zhang, whose full name is Zhang Zhen, is a fierce tiger fist.

Don't look at his gray hair, but his combat power is very strong, he can kill the tiger with his bare hands, and he is one of the boxers of the Black Iron Martial Arts Gym.

Zhang Zhen glanced at Jiang Chen a few times, and immediately noticed the calluses in his palms, and his cloudy eyes couldn't help revealing a trace of essence.

"Have you ever practiced swordsmanship?" Zhang Zhen narrowed his eyes and spoke slowly.

"Why did you come to learn boxing again?" Facing Zhang Zhen's questioning, Jiang Chen was neither humble nor arrogant.

"The kid did practice swordsmanship, but he also wanted to practice a boxing technique to increase his fighting style." This is also Jiang Chen's idea, it is not a good thing to practice more martial arts, and besides, he still has attribute points, which is naturally not comparable to ordinary people.

Unexpectedly, after hearing this, Zhang Zhen couldn't help frowning slightly.

"Do you know the truth that you can't chew too much? Learn everything the same, it's better to focus on mastering the same, so that you can have a skill. ”

"The old man suggested, if you want to learn the knife technique, you can go to the hall owner, his wind chasing knife technique is first-class, and you can definitely benefit for a lifetime."

Jiang Chen's eyes were firm and unmoved, and he hugged his fist to Zhang Zhen again.

"The kid is sincere in learning boxing, and I hope that Master Zhang will give him advice." This Zhang Zhen is obviously not optimistic about Jiang Chen, but Jiang Chen can't tell him that he has attribute points.

Zhang Zhen's face was slightly dark, but as a boxer in the martial arts hall, he was also obliged to teach the students.

"Then it's up to you, if you can't keep up with the progress of others, you can't complain about the old man."

"That's nature." Jiang Chen said with a smile.

"Grandpa Zhang, just teach him, you are a martial artist who has half a foot in the artistic conception, which is definitely more than enough." Zhao Lin saw that Zhang Zhen's face was not good, and hurriedly opened his mouth to make a round.

"I also believe that Senior Brother Jiang will definitely keep up with your progress and will never disgrace you." Zhao Lin secretly winked at Jiang Chen, with infinite charm in his eyes.

"Then it's up to him to make it." Zhang Zhen continued to take a puff of dry tobacco and spoke softly.

"Senior Brother Jiang, come on!" Zhao Lin handed Jiang Chen to Zhang Zhen, clenched his small fists, and cheered Jiang Chen on.

Jiang Chen also smiled, he took a deep breath, and there was some expectation in his heart.

"On the first day you practice boxing, then watch me practice the Tiger Boxing method once and see how much you can learn."

Zhang Zhen glanced at Jiang Chen, no longer paying attention, and then he spoke to the more than ten students behind him.

"You also stop and carefully observe the essence of the old man's boxing technique."

"It's great, I can see Zhang Lao's tiger fist again." All the apprentices stopped and gathered around.

I saw Zhang Zhen put down the dry cigarette in his hand, he exhaled a breath of turbidity, and the temperament on his body changed suddenly.

The sleeping beast has awakened!

"The evil tiger is out of the hole." Zhang Zhen's eyes burst out with terrifying prestige, like a vicious tiger roaring.

He takes a step forward with his left foot, then his right foot falls in front of his left foot and becomes a right lunge, and the two fists follow his body from the chest ring, the two fists are facing each other, and the body is leaning forward, facing straight ahead.

The fist wind is whistling, and the movement is like thunder!

"Sss

Jiang Chen narrowed his eyes, he could naturally sense the power of this punch.

"This punch hits an adult man, and it can definitely easily shatter the opponent's bones!"

"The Tiger is coming down!"

Zhang Zhen practiced again, his left and right feet quickly took three steps forward in turn, and threw a punch forward, and the field suddenly sounded, and the piercing sonic boom was even more powerful.

"Hungry Tiger Pounces!"

Zhang Zhen turned around and jumped up again, flipped around, straightened his waist, slapped the ground, and formed a dragon ride with his legs, blasting out his fists.

It doesn't seem to be anything unusual, but in Jiang Chen's eyes, this blow of hungry tiger pounced, Zhang Zhen blasted at least seven punches, what a terrifying punching speed.

"The black tiger digs out the heart."

Zhang Zhen's momentum became sharper and sharper, and there was even a faint killing intent, he stepped up and jumped with his flying feet, landed with both feet, gathered his claws into a fist, and grabbed it fiercely.

"Tear up." The air seemed to be scratched, causing the crowd to let out a cry of surprise.

"There is a tiger in the heart, and the roses are sniffed." When practicing the last punch, the killing intent on Zhang Zhen's body disappeared without a trace in an instant, and at this time he was more like an ordinary white-haired old man, he gently swung his fist forward, and there was no movement at all.

"Bang." In the blink of an eye, there was a loud noise.

A two-person high wooden stake seven or eight meters in front of him shattered and exploded, sending sawdust flying!

Quiet!

The scene is silent, and the needle drop can be heard!

"What a fierce boxing technique" Jiang Chen's eyes lit up, this is the kind of boxing method he wants to learn!