Definitely can't let this guy go!

Li Mingxue took the sparring contract and trembled with anger.

Since the chest study incident, Li Mingxue has been hiding and not going to school. Just thinking of the strange eyes and piercing laughter of her classmates makes her face hot.

Feeling depressed, Li Mingxue ran to the martial arts gym opened by her family and soothed her mood by practicing boxing hard.

After sweating a lot, she was in a much better mood, and it was not a way to avoid going to school, so she decided to go to school on Monday.

chatting with Xiao Min at the front desk, I inadvertently said that I had recruited a new sparring partner named Zhang Yue.

"Zhang Yue, which Yue character?" Li Mingxue suddenly jumped up.

"There's a contract, I'll show it to you. Xiao Min felt very strange about Li Mingxue's reaction and ran to get the contract.

Sure enough, it's this guy! After seeing the information filled in the contract, Li Mingxue's hand holding the contract trembled with anger.

Didn't he already decide not to pursue it, he even chased him to the martial arts hall, what did he want to do?

Before, I thought that although his qualifications were not good, he practiced martial arts hard, and he didn't look at himself like other people, and he was a person who was slightly pleasing to the eye, who would have thought that these were all his disguises, and he dared to do that kind of thing to himself, and he absolutely could not be forgiven.

Li Mingxue gritted her teeth in anger and vowed to give Zhang Yue some colors to see.

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Early the next morning, Zhang Yue got up refreshed, felt in a very good state, made breakfast for his sister and himself, and went out to the martial arts hall after eating.

5 kilometers to Tenglong Building, just run over, and save money on buses. Running all the way, listening to the birds on the side of the road, Zhang Yue's good mood lasted until the martial arts hall.

Because he came early, there was no one in the martial arts hall, and after talking to the coach on duty, Zhang Yue turned on a fist strength testing machine.

The machine has a target standing on it, which measures the force of the punch when it strikes. This is something that almost everyone who practices martial arts will often test.

Originally, I had to do some preparatory actions to avoid suddenly straining my muscles, but Zhang Yue ran over, so he saved this step. Adjusting his breathing, he recalled the method of punching and exhaling, and with a snort, his right fist landed heavily on the target.

The leather-wrapped target shook for a while, and the reading of the dynamometer skyrocketed until it stopped at the number 196.

196 kilograms! Zhang Yue was ecstatic, his previous best record was only 128 kilograms, a Peiyuan pill, which directly increased his strength by fifty percent, reaching the standard of a fifth-level martial artist.

University admission standards, third-rate universities generally require a fist strength of 150 kilograms, the standard line of second-rate universities is 160 kilograms, and first-class universities are more than 170 kilograms.

For first- and second-rate university ancient martial arts majors, the enrollment standard is a fourth-level martial apprentice, and college graduates can generally reach the level of a sixth-level martial apprentice or above, so there is a saying that there are four in and six out.

In other words, his current strength not only far exceeds the admission standards of first-class universities, but is even close to the level of graduates of ancient martial arts.

This is just a Peiyuan pill, what if you eat a few more?

I used to think that the university was unattainable, and even a third-rate university was not something I could dream of, but now I suddenly feel that the university that was high up in the sky didn't seem to be so great, and after four years of hard training, it was not worth taking a few Peiyuan pills by myself.

Zhang Yue thought about it, and felt that a road to heaven appeared in front of him, and his ambition was growing like weeds.

Suppressing some impetuous feelings, Zhang Yue continued to test the strength of his right hand several times, and the fluctuation range was between 190 and 200 kilograms, and the highest rush was 198, which was only 2 kilograms away from the sixth level of martial arts.

How much can you achieve with your left fist?

Zhang Yue's curiosity was irrepressible, and seeing that no one around him was paying attention to this, Zhang Yue switched to his left fist and hit it tentatively first.

Bang!265 kg.

Zhang Yue smacked his lips, I haven't used any strength yet.

After adding a few more punches, this time the target was bent deeply, and the number on the dynamometer reached 300, which was the maximum scale of the machine, and it could not be raised again.

Has the strength of his left hand actually reached that of a martial artist? Zhang Yue was ecstatic.

The test record on the instrument was erased, and the test result of the right hand was still within the range of a normal martial artist, and he could explain that he had been hiding his strength. The result of the left hand is too rebellious, so it's better to keep a low profile. If someone notices an abnormality in your left hand, it's not good to cut it off.

While eliminating the numbers and scaring himself, Zhang Yue suddenly felt a chill behind him, as if someone was peeping.

He turned around and saw Xiao Min looking at him with a strange expression.

"Xiaomin. Zhang Yue greeted with a smile.

"What are you doing?" Xiao Min's voice was a little wrong, a little cold.

"Oh, try your fists. ”

"Who told you to use the equipment of the martial arts gym? You are just a sparring partner, not a student here, nor a coach. ”

Zhang Yue was very surprised, what happened to Xiao Min, it was not a big deal to use the test instrument, "I know, I won't use it next time." ”

"Hmph. Xiao Min snorted in his nose, threw over a set of worn-out protective equipment, and said, "Put it on and get to work." ”

Zhang Yue happily agreed, he wished he could start earning money as soon as possible.

It's just that the protective equipment assigned to him is too broken, and in many places the leather is worn down to a thin layer, and the guards and sponge liners inside seem to be aging, making people suspect that they will be torn apart after a heavy blow.

He is a newcomer, he can use whatever he assigns, Zhang Yue is not so particular, he put this set of tattered on his body, made a few movements to stretch his muscles, and said: "I'm ready." ”

"Wait in the third practice room. Xiao Min dropped this sentence and left.

Zhang Yue rubbed his head with his hand with fist gloves in confusion, what is going on with Xiao Min, I chatted with myself quite cordially yesterday, why is my nose not my nose and my mouth not my mouth today, it seems to be a bit aimed at myself?

Oh yes, it's mostly the girl who comes once a month, and she has to work hard, so Xiaomin is in a bad mood.

Zhang Yue thought he had found the reason, entered the No. 3 practice room, and waited eagerly inside. He still doesn't know that the average newcomer sparring partner will start training for the first time, and there will be an old qualified coach to train him hand in hand, mainly how to protect himself from injury, how to reasonably distribute physical strength, and so on. And the newcomer sparring will only be arranged for junior students, and the strength of those people is not strong, and they are not ruthless in beating people.

One wall of the No. 3 practice room is a mirror wall, a special one-way lens, which looks like an ordinary mirror from the inside, and the other side is completely transparent, which is convenient for the coach to be in the office on the other side of the wall, and can also see the training of the students at any time, while retaining the private space of the coaches.

Xiao Min ran to the office behind the mirror wall and said to Li Mingxue, who was waiting there: "Sister Mingxue, everything is done according to your wishes." The most broken set of protective equipment, and the sparring opponents arranged are also middle and senior students. ”

"Good. Li Mingxue nodded, propped her elbows on the desk, and waited to see how Zhang Yue was taught a lesson.