When Wang Yuan and Chu Zhao returned to the martial arts hall, Wu Yun had already woken up, and Coach Sun also received a call from the principal, informing him of his replacement by Wang Yuan. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"I'm going to fight with him"

Wu Yun cried, this is a martial arts competition, cultivation is limited to the junior martial artist apprentice level, even if he is just an appearance at that time, he can leave an impression on the university teacher who is observing, maybe that teacher will be pleasing to the eye, so he will give himself a special move.

Everything was ruined by Wang Yuan.

"You're going to find me desperately. ”

Wang Yuan walked into the martial arts hall, looked at Wu Yun and asked.

Wu Yun jumped up and hid behind Coach Sun.

"You, don't come here, you've already grabbed my place in the competition, what do you want? ”

"If I couldn't beat you, you wouldn't be talking like that right now. ”

Wang Yuan looked at Wu Yun with disdain, his martial arts are not good, his character is not good, and he can't afford to lose.

I really miss my time, the heroes who are as famous as myself are all righteous and thin, even if they are notorious villains, they are also bad and clean.

"Okay, don't talk about it, the game will start tomorrow, everyone relax, welcome tomorrow's game, don't have any burden in your heart, just play your usual training level. ”

Coach Sun spoke again and announced his disbandment.

Everyone dispersed, and on the wide martial arts arena, only Wang Yuan and Chu Zhao were left.

Chu Zhao suddenly asked.

"Can you teach me the kind of staking kung fu you did today?"

Today, Wang Yuan knocked down Wu Yun with one punch, Huo Liuyun's standing pile attracted Chu Zhao very much, he keenly felt the power of this type of standing pile kung fu, and he wanted to learn it again.

"Yes, 10,000 yuan, I'll teach you now, and you can show it in the group stage ring tomorrow. ”

Wang Yuan said indifferently.

Huoliuyun is only one of the worst of the Fire Sect's Standing Pile Kung Fu, focusing on defense and light attack, which is contrary to the original intention of the Flame Sect's violent and domineering style, and is only suitable for apprenticeship practice.

However, because it is easy to learn and practice, it is very popular with beginners.

"Deal"

Chu Zhao's face was full of joy.

10,000 yuan for a move of martial arts, no matter how you look at yourself, you have made a lot of money.

took out the communicator and couldn't wait to give 10,000 yuan to Wang Yuan, Chu Zhao looked at Wang Yuan with blazing eyes, waiting for him to teach him to stand on the pile.

"Fire flow clouds are the ...... of the fire exercises"

"Wait, Wang Yuan, what is the Fire Department Exercise?"

Chu Zhao interrupted Wang Yuan.

Wang Yuan suddenly remembered that in the 19th century, there were many colonial wars that swept through China, and many martial arts exercises were lost at that time, and these exercises of the fire and water departments could not be handed down.

The exercises that are now widely circulated are also the national techniques that the Chinese people have summarized and explored by themselves after the 20th century, and they are 108,000 miles different from the ancient martial arts in the past.

If you take out these tricks and sell them for money, you will definitely be able to exchange a lot of money, even if you apply for a patent and contribute to the country, you will definitely have no worries about food and clothing.

Wang Yuan felt that a golden strip was beckoning to him.

"Wang Yuan, shall we start?"

Chu Zhao opened his mouth with some doubts, Wang Yuan, this kid didn't want to regret it.

Wang Yuan glared at Chu Zhao, thinking that he was a hero of his own generation, and he kept his promises, how could he not speak and count.

Chu Zhao, this kid's family is rich, his father is not only the richest man in Wuyuan District, but also the richest man in Luxi Base City, just now he offered him 10,000 yuan, is it too cheap for him.

"Let's get started, follow my example, stand the stake first, and I'll correct your mistakes later. ”

Wang Yuan's body was slightly bent, his waist and hips were one, and he posed as a fire cloud static pile.

Chu Zhao followed Wang Yuan's example, his body bent slightly, squatted down, and put on a stump posture of Huoliuyun.

Wang Yuan stood for a while, feeling that the coordination of his body had improved a lot, and he had reached the upper limit that his body could bear, so he got up and checked Chu Zhao's standing pile.

I have to say that Chu Zhao's talent is still very high, and his posture of standing on the pile is very standard, except for a few subtle places, he can basically compare to Wang Yuan.

After pointing out a few mistakes in Chu Zhao and helping Chu Zhao correct his posture, Wang Yuan walked towards the door.

"Be calm, don't be cranky, you must get up after an hour, cooperate with your martial arts, and go home to practice again. Remember, you have to stop practicing for an hour, and besides, this trick can't be passed on, and no one can pass it on without my permission. ”

Wang Yuan said without replying.

Now that the social atmosphere is still martial, Chu Zhao, this kid has learned Huoliuyun, he will definitely go home to show off, and his father's people must want to learn, and they can't be cheapened for nothing.

Chu Zhao was full of wonder, why did he remind himself twice that he had to get up after an hour, and with such hard work as standing on the pile, would he still want to stand for a few more hours, it was impossible.

Half an hour later, Chu Zhao's attitude in his heart began to change, and standing on the pile was not so unbearable.

Forty minutes later, Chu Zhao found that the stump had greatly improved his legs, and the benefits of the stump were still great.

Fifty minutes later, Chu Zhao felt that he was reluctant to stop standing on the pile, it turned out that the standing pile could be so cool.

When he was an hour, Chu Zhao reluctantly stopped standing on the pile and went home, and now he was eager to experience what kind of effect Huo Liuyun would produce when he cooperated with his own kung fu.

At the gate of the Yueming Martial Arts Courtyard, a bald man kept walking around, and asked the rotten three next to him from time to time.

"Boy, has Wang Yuan entered the martial arts academy, why haven't you seen him come out after school for so long, did he leave just now?"

"Master Mao, Wang Yuan must be in the Martial Arts Academy, I inquired with a few classmates just now, the brothers' eyes were wide, this kid must not have left now. ”

The rotten three said flatteringly.

The bald head is Shao Zuen, nicknamed Ah Mao, because he likes to beat people with a feather duster, so he got the nickname Ah Mao.

Shao Zuen took a few more steps back and forth, and his face turned flushed.

"If he doesn't come out again, you will let me in and find him. The young helper went out to play, and entrusted this matter to me, and now I am solely responsible for this matter, and none of you can leak the news that Wang Yuan has trained his internal strength, and neither can the young helper. ”

Shao Zuen commanded a few thugs.

A few people in the back responded, and the three were full of flattery, but they were full of disdain in their hearts.

It is said that Ah Mao is very greedy, and he wants to take any martial arts for himself, and now looking at his posture, he is preparing to re-train Wang Yuan's internal strength, and he also has it for himself.

"It's out, it's out. ”

Ah looked at the sharp eyes, saw Wang Yuan who was out of the gate of the martial arts academy, and hurriedly reminded Shao Zuen.

Shao Zuen's face was full of excitement.

"Tell the brothers to step back, don't let him find out, and when he is far away from the gate of the martial arts, let's do it again. ”

Under Shao Zuen's orders, the axes that watched the various places in the gate helped the gangsters retreat like a tide.

Wang Yuan glanced in Shao Zuen's direction with disdain, a bunch of idiots, when they are blind, how many people are missing, ghosts know that something is going to happen.

The bald head surrounded by Ah Kan and the rotten three is wearing a thick gold chain, it looks like he must be very rich, maybe he is a local tyrant.

Well, looking at his momentum, he should be the peak of the junior apprentice, plus the rotten three, Ah look, those little gangsters around, this battle is not easy to fight.

But the big gold chain must be rich!

Wang Yuan was eager to try, he didn't kill the three or so people at the beginning, just to let them go back to ventilate and report the news, so that the money bags would be sent to the door in a steady stream.

The one who came to the door this time was a local tyrant.