training ground.

Shi Ruyu's eyes instantly became sharp.

"Junior brother, take the first move."

Lu Chenzhou leaned forward and stepped forward with a lunge, followed by a swinging punch.

Black tiger slaps tree!

Shi Ruyu pushed his right foot to the ground to destroy his left foot, and dodged the attack with a slight tap.

As smooth as a dragonfly touching water, she hooked her hands and said:

"Continue the attack."

Lu Chenzhou used his empty fists and did not feel embarrassed in front of everyone. He continued to attack according to his own rules. Shi Ruyu just kept dodging and moving.

"Senior sister is so amazing."

"The seventh stage of transformation is so terrifying."

"This guy named Lu Chenzhou is also very powerful. He is at an absolute disadvantage. He can't beat the teacher at all, and he doesn't mess up the rules. He doesn't show any fear or nervousness because of it."

At this moment, Ji Xuantong walked out.

He looked at the students who were talking about each other and said seriously:

"Courage, strength, and kung fu! The most important thing in learning martial arts is courage. If you are afraid of doing tricks, how can you talk about actual combat? Please be more active in the future!"

The boxing proverb goes: If you want to know how to practice boxing, you need two people to feed you.

Feeding means feeding moves and sparring.

People who practice martial arts must be generous and generous!

The students looked at Lu Chenzhou who was performing actively and boxing seriously.

Some feel ashamed, while others think he is too expressive.

Lu Chenzhou naturally didn't care about this.

After fighting for so long, he didn't even touch a hair on Shi Ruyu.

Shi Ruyu stopped and let Lu Chenzhou rest.

She looked at the students watching the battle and gave instructions:

"[Cunjian Gongba, Triangle Vertical Jump], the six basic footwork of boxing are not only enough to be mastered, but also need to be used flexibly according to the actual combat situation..."

Shi Ruyu looked at Lu Chenzhou again with approval:

"Your basic skills are good, but you lack practice, so you can't accurately judge what move to make at the moment of the battle, and your punches will be empty. When you are proficient enough, when to use the move? How to use the move? It will all form muscle instinct!"

She added:

"But you are only a first-level student, so you are very powerful to be able to do this. There are students from martial arts high schools who have higher energy and blood than you, but they are not as good as you in sparring."

The students were also a little surprised.

"He's only at the first level? I thought he was at the third level by his aura."

Qin Zheng, who had been making soy sauce beside him, shouted:

"Shen Zhou, awesome!"

He is already in the second level, but he doesn't even have the courage to go up and spar.

The night is getting darker.

Lu Chenzhou didn't want his mother to worry.

After training, I took the subway back early.

He turned on his phone and Shi Ruyu sent him a compressed package.

[Shi Ruyu: This is some basic boxing information that Teacher Ji asked me to send you. It is more about some experiences and experiences. You can keep it for yourself.]

[Shi Ruyu: By the way, don’t tell other students.]

[Lu Chenzhou: Thank you, do you need money for this? 】

[Shi Ruyu: No need. Teacher Ji is also a little optimistic about you now. You have made great progress in boxing recently. Judging from your ability, it is partly due to hard work, but I think your understanding must be good, but you just need time to explore.

】

Lu Chenzhou did not hide his progress during this period.

Daxia built its country on martial arts and attached great importance to martial arts practitioners. Daxia invested more in public education in the martial arts industry than all other large and small countries combined.

The aroma of wine is also afraid of deep alleys.

If you don't take the initiative, do you still expect Bole to find the needle in the haystack and find you?

As he progressed, he saw the changes in everyone's attitudes.

His father was no longer willing to spend money, and Shi Ruyu was getting better and better towards him.

More importantly, Ji Xuantong also paid attention to him.

He knew that it would cost money to worship the true disciple. But the prerequisite was that he had good talent. Shi Ruyu was of inferior quality, but she was only 22 years old and had reached the seventh level, which showed that she had a very good understanding. Now he also needed to improve his understanding as soon as possible.

Show it.

Only in this way can we obtain more resources and accelerate progress.

[Lu Chenzhou: Thank you, senior sister and Teacher Ji!]

After chatting with his teacher Ruyu, Lu Chenzhou looked at the martial arts tree.

[Basic boxing: Dacheng (52%)]

[Black Tiger Fist: Getting Started (60%)]

In the past month, Black Tiger Boxing has also made significant progress.

It’s really great to have one level of growth in two months.

However, the first three stages are relatively easy. Even the most advanced geniuses will not stay here for too long. Breaking through the realm is like drinking water. Only the last three stages are hindered.

Lu Chenzhou was not at all proud or complacent.

He started late, and wanted to catch up with those talented peers, but he was far behind. Shi Ruyu told him that there was a teacher at Pingjiang Martial Arts University whose child broke the first shackles at the age of 18, let alone the geniuses from various countries in the top Martial Arts University and the Wanbang Martial Arts Association.

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The Cangtian Dragon King once said:

"I look at the genius under the sky like a crucian carp crossing the river!"

He didn't waste time and used his mobile phone to do cultural class papers on the subway.

"Fuck your mother!"

"Your mother is dead!"

During the evening rush hour after get off work, the subway was so crowded that someone in the car started to quarrel over something as trivial as stepping on another person's foot.

In this fast-paced era, some people are becoming more violent.

Lu Chenzhou was not affected and continued to work on his paper. Suddenly, a group of people turned towards him uncontrollably, and he was squeezed into a corner.

The two quarrelmen actually got into a fight.

One of them looked like he had practiced. He was tall, with tattoos all over his arms. He had a short video playing on his cell phone in his pocket, and veins popped out on his face.

"Fuck you, you dare to attack me!" He is a warrior, how can he be wronged like this?

The one who was beaten was an old man, and he was also full of swear words.

"You're a foreigner, how can you learn martial arts? I've also practiced it!"

The old man was full of energy and blood, and he must have practiced martial arts when he was young. The two of them started to fight, causing the crowded crowd to stagger, and many innocent people were accidentally injured.

"Stop fighting, can you have some quality?"

"That's right, what's the fuss about this matter."

"I have already called the police. The police will be here soon."

But two people with red eyes can't care about this.

Lu Chenzhou felt contempt in his heart.

Practicing martial arts requires momentum, but it does not mean lack of quality.

"Stop fighting, there are children here!"

A mother holding a baby shouted helplessly. The crowd crowded on her, and she accidentally fell. She subconsciously protected the child, but she couldn't get up for a while.

She is pregnant and has another baby in her belly.

The person next to me couldn't help but scolded: "Damn you, there are children and pregnant women here. You two have to wait for the taxi to stop and go outside to fight!"

Those two people didn't stop yet.

This kind of thing is quite common on the subway during morning and evening rush hours. Lu Chenzhou, who was wearing school uniform, ran over to pick up the child and then pulled the mother up.

The two men were fighting in the carriage.

Lu Chenzhou couldn't help but said:

"That's enough!"

His voice was naturally drowned in the roars of the two.

As the saying goes: Boxing is not for young people. When the old man was at his peak, he was still a second-level martial artist. Unfortunately, as he got older and his energy and blood deteriorated, he was now barely above the first-level level. The tattooed man kicked sideways, but the old man blocked it with both hands and was directly blasted away.

Lu Chenzhou had just settled the mother and son when he was bumped into by the old man. He was tall and had practiced basic stance skills and horse steps since he was a child. His lower body was very stable.

"You two, please stop fighting."

As a high school student, Lu Chenzhou is very polite.

The old man was already lying on the ground, holding his stomach and wailing, spitting out fragrance.

The tattooed man's eyes turned red, and he subconsciously wanted to punch the innocent passerby, a high school student. In a small space, Lu Chenzhou used every inch of his body to dodge. He quickly turned on his cell phone to record mode and handed it to the mother.

"Please record a video for me."

"Okay... okay, thank you just now, young man."

The mother was stunned for a moment, but she still took the phone and followed the instructions. There was surveillance on the subway, but Lu Chenzhou was afraid that something might happen and he wouldn't be able to call it out, so it would be safer to record it.

"What's wrong? Your mother's hair isn't even covered yet and you still want to hit me?"

The tattooed man was a little surprised when he saw Lu Chenzhou move away.

Seeing that the high school student seemed to be willing to act bravely, he became even more angry. Before Lu Chenzhou could make a move, he hit Lu Chenzhou in the face with a straight punch.

Lu Chenzhou opened his upper body to the side, intercepted his punch with his left arm, clamped the man's elbow with the claw of his right hand, and used the eight-nature skills of his master to lift the man.

The whole body is like a taut string, suddenly exerting force!

Over the shoulder!

Bang!

Tattooed man fell on his back!

Lu Chenzhou punched out, and the fierce wind blew away the man's yellow hair.

In the end, it stopped very close and suddenly stopped.

Lu Chenzhou took the phone from his mother and returned to his seat.

The tattooed man was a little dizzy. He looked around. He felt so embarrassed. He was already overcome by anger, and he hit Lu Chenzhou who had already withdrawn his power.

"What the hell!"

Bang! The tattooed man's eyes turned black and he fell to the ground again, cursing.

"Enough!"

This time Lu Chenzhou rode on the tattooed man and restrained him with his backhand.

The tattooed man is also honest. He took the initiative and was knocked down twice, which shows that the opponent's skills are far superior to his own. He has a foundation of Qi and blood, but he has not practiced boxing for more than ten years. He has practiced day and night with Lu Chenzhou, who has been tempered for thousands of years.

Far from it.

Three police officers also arrived quickly. One of them, a middle-aged man with level 5 vitality, stood out in the carriage. He asked the other two to control the old man, and then he came to the tattooed man who was lying on the ground and crying.

, said coldly:

"What? You still want to blackmail that young man?!"

In front of a stronger person, the tattooed man loses his temper.

Next, the police took away the two people who were fighting.

The middle-aged man looked at the high school student who was already sitting there studying questions seriously.

"You've practiced well, the young man has a bright future."

"Thank you, policeman, for your hard work."

At this time, the passengers in the carriage couldn't help but say:

"Awesome, handsome and good at martial arts."

“What a relief.”

The mother next to me also asked:

"Young man, are you from Martial Arts High School?"

Lu Chenzhou, who was doing the question, said:

"No, I'm from Wanhua Middle School."

The passengers were a little surprised.

"That's even more powerful."

…

night.

Lu Chenzhou was reading the study materials sent by Ji Xuantong at home.

Suddenly Li Xianghua knocked on the door and asked:

"Son, are you brave enough to do justice?"

"Mom, where did you see that?"

"Just short videos, they are very popular in Sioux City."

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