The first student walked into the practice room, a tall and sturdy young man in his twenties.

Li Mingxue was happy in her heart, this person is good, just looking at his appearance is very powerful. There was student information on the computer on her desk, and she pulled it out to take a look.

"He is a student of the Ancient Martial Arts Department of Qinglan University, and his strength has reached the sixth level of martial apprentices. Li Mingxue nodded, Zhang Yue's strength was not clear to her, in the class, no, the martial arts students of the entire grade were the first, and now they are not third-level martial artists, and they don't know how he got into the martial arts hall. The second level of the martial apprentice is against the sixth level, and the difference in strength is too big, I am afraid that I will not even be able to catch the opponent's punch. A hint of happiness flashed in Li Mingxue's heart, this kind of disciple needs to be taught a good lesson.

The college student came in and bowed for a while, but still clenched his fists according to the rules.

Zhang Yue returned the salute, looking at the other party's appearance a little hesitant, no wonder, he was just a high school student, and he looked relatively thin, and he really didn't look like a qualified sparring partner.

Well, just make the first move and let the other party see your strength.

Thinking of this, Zhang Yue shouted and attacked first.

The college student's eyes lit up: "It's a good time!" stretched out his palm to block the attacking punch, his feet were wrong in front and back, his left foot grabbed the ground, his right leg was raised like a whip, and he returned the blow with a side kick.

Bang!

Zhang Yue didn't dare to use his left hand, so he blocked this leg with his left arm, and the arm pad was hit by this heavy blow, making a low sound.

He took half a step back, his left arm was against his leg, and his strength was lost, and his left arm was kicked a little numb, but then a stream of heat gushed out from the depths of his muscles, dispelling the numbness.

It was the medicinal power of Peiyuan Pill, and there was still a residue in the muscles. Zhang Yue was overjoyed, feeling that there was inexhaustible strength in his body, and he did not hesitate to attack the college students with punches and kicks.

The more college students fight, the happier they become, this sparring partner is rare. He looks young and thin, but he has real kung fu under his hands, and his strength is only slightly inferior to himself, so he is a rare opponent. He fought vigorously, shouting again and again, and his fists and legs were overflowing.

Zhang Yue did not show weakness, he was also happy in his heart, the other party's martial arts skills were very solid, and he could just hone his martial arts experience.

Li Mingxue almost couldn't believe his eyes, was this that Zhang Yue? That Zhang Yue of the second level of martial apprentices? He could actually fight on a par with a college student of the sixth level of martial apprentices?

What are you kidding? That's the sixth level of martial apprentices! Many college graduates are only at this level. His family is a martial arts gym, since he was a child, his father has taught him hand-in-hand, and he has never slackened his diligent practice, and now he is only at the fourth level of martial arts, and he is working hard to be admitted to the ancient martial arts department of a first-class university, why does Zhang Yue?

Could it be that this college student knew Zhang Yue and was the one he found to be? He guessed that he would be watching this battle?

When this thought came to mind, Li Mingxue put on headphones, and the sound of the battle on the other side of the mirror wall suddenly came.

Hey, hey, hey

Bang bang

The battle between the two people is entering the realm of selflessness, and the shouts from time to time, as well as the continuous sound of punches and kicks, are the best footnotes.

As soon as she heard the heavy blow, Li Mingxue immediately understood that this was a real battle. She has practiced martial arts for many years, and what kind of sound can be made by what kind of force strike, her ears can tell when she hears it.

Zhang Yue, he has been hiding his strength. Li Mingxue became curious, and the figure in battle on the opposite side of the mirror wall unconsciously took on a layer of mystery.

Why did he hide his strength? After hiding for so many years, did he only become a sensation when it was time for the college entrance examination? Then why did he take the initiative to expose it now?

And what happened that day, whether he had any deep meaning, not a simple brainless impulse.

As soon as a person has strength, he will naturally attach a layer of aura.

Li Mingxue thought too much, no wonder she couldn't have imagined that in just a few days, a person's strength could leap from the second level of a martial artist to the sixth level.

The fierce fighting lasted for an hour, and finally the college students ran out of physical strength and stopped fighting first. He asked Zhang Yue's name and said that he would come to him to practice next time.

Of course, Zhang Yue was happy, and said that he was a student and could only come over in the evening and on weekends, which coincided with the time of college students.

At the end of the fight, during the break, Zhang Yue took off his gloves and poured a whole bottle of sports drink.

Under normal circumstances, after such a fierce battle, the physical strength should have been almost exhausted, and it would take at least a few hours of rest to recover.

However, Zhang Yue only felt that he was a tireless engine, and he had just warmed up. The residual medicinal power of Pei Yuan Pill spread all over his body, and at this time, it turned into a trickle of heat, passing through his muscles and blood vessel meridians, recovering his strength quickly.

Zhang Yue put on his gloves again, struck each other with his fists, and shouted loudly: "I'm rested, next!"

The instructors of the martial arts hall all looked at him in surprise.

"Can you do it? Don't be pushy, rest a little longer. ”

"I'm really rested. Zhang Yue said with a smile.

The coach shook his head: "Okay, but you pay attention to yourself, and stop when something is wrong." ”

The second opponent was a senior student in his thirties, and his strength was also a martial apprentice level sixth.

An hour later, the senior student walked out of the practice room like a prostration, his legs were weak, and he repeatedly said that today's sparring was good and enjoyable.

Zhang Yue poured another bottle of water, rested for five minutes, and continued.

The coach persuaded him a few words and didn't listen, but still arranged for him.

The third, the fourth, the fifth.

One by one, the students walked into the No. 3 practice room, and finally walked out sweating profusely and weakly, and the coaches and other sparring partners looked at Zhang Yue's eyes straight.

What kind of monster is this? Except for half an hour at noon, he didn't have more than five minutes between breaks in each battle.

His body, is it really made of meat, how can he have such a strong recovery ability.

The key thing is that he goes all out in every fight, punching to the flesh, which can be known from the constant sound of blows coming from the practice room.

With such a level of battle, the average sparring partner can only cope with one game, and they will avoid this kind of frontal fierce confrontation, otherwise the physical strength will be gone, and how can they make money later?

It is also because other sparring partners have the mentality of paddling, try to save physical strength when fighting, and the guests have long been accustomed to it, so they feel enjoyable when they encounter Zhang Yue's style of play.

From morning to night, Zhang Yue fought for eleven hours, because the opponents were all middle and senior students, the unit price was higher, and in the final settlement, he earned 1,600 yuan.

One thousand returned to the martial arts hall, six hundred were taken away, and the corners of Zhang Yue's mouth were crooked.

It's too right to be a sparring partner, not only can you hone your martial arts skills and force out the residual medicinal effect of Peiyuan Pill, but you also have such a large amount of money to take.

Seeing Zhang Yue walking away proudly with the money, Li Mingxue's whole person couldn't understand it.

Not only did he not suffer much, but he also let him earn money from his own family.

What made her even more angry was that this person was too capable of pretending.

With this kind of strength, I definitely didn't come to the martial arts gym to make that little money, I didn't come for myself, just like a male animal in heat showing off its muscles everywhere.

Li Mingxue had already conceived the script, and when Zhang Yue came over to talk, he would sarcastically despise him, so that he could completely dispel his evil thoughts about himself.

Well, you keep pretending and see how long you pretend. Li Mingxue said indignantly in her heart.

God is pitiful, Zhang Yue only knows that Li Mingxue's family opened a martial arts hall, it seems to be in the area of Zhongnan Road, and he doesn't know the name of the martial arts hall at all, and he doesn't know that he has moved to Tenglong Mansion half a year ago.

He really came to make that little money, but Li Mingxue misunderstood.