Mr. Zhao's lack of interest and even a little disappointed expression made Fang Zhou realize instantly that he felt that Fang Zhou pretended to understand if he didn't understand.

But Fang Ark really understands it.

His consciousness flipped through the condensed booklet in Chuanwu Bookstore, just like a memory transmission, allowing him to fully understand the basic moves taught by Mr. Zhao.

Even some minor details can be understood clearly.

Although I have turned on a plug-in, at least I understand this, right?

Looking at Mr. Zhao, who was smoking a dry tobacco with a dark face and unhappy, Fang Zhou smiled.

Confidently walked to the open space of the martial arts field, breathed a sigh of relief, and then started to punch, practicing the basic moves taught by Mr. Zhao.

He raised his hands and clenched his fists, closed his chin, leaned his head slightly, pressed his eyes down, and brought murderous aura, his fists were intertwined up and down to protect his cheeks...

Punch!

dodge!

Fist, elbow, whip the legs!

A set of movements, flowing, without any awkwardness, like an old boxer who has experienced boxing!

Master Zhao held the cigarette pole in his mouth, and his slightly narrowed eyes immediately condensed.

If he didn't know Fang Ark very well, Mr. Zhao almost thought that Fang Ark's previous trance was pretending to be a grandson with him!

impossible!

Absolutely impossible!

Too fast!

Even when he first came into contact with basic moves, he had been training for at least three days without sleep and training before he could master them well!

Basic moves are not difficult, and they are not obscure to understand, but it is not easy to integrate them.

Basic moves are very important for a boxing warrior.

Every warrior who takes the boxing striking has his own skills, and these skills evolved in basic moves.

Mr. Zhao took a sudden sip of cigarette, as if using this to suppress the shock in his heart.

Mom, I found the treasure!

Although the ark was very detailed and even some details were restored perfectly, Mr. Zhao could see some routines in the movement at a glance.

This is caused by lack of practical experience.

This shows that Fang Ark really just understood the basic moves he taught.

This kid...is a genius!

Don’t forget it until you see it, at least you have a super comprehension!

He has the posture of becoming a pillar of the boxing arena of the sky!

Mr. Zhao's wrinkled face filled with smiles, as bright as the chrysanthemums that melted endless ice and snow under the spring.

Bang!

The ark had an uppercut, and the air exploded slightly like a firecracker.

Mr. Zhao coughed lightly: "Not bad."

He blamed the ark wrongly.

As for quitting the cigarette, Mr. Zhao kept his word.

This cigarette is quit!

"You boy, you have good physical fitness. What kind of ferocious beast blood has you melted?"

Mr. Zhao pinched out another kind of tobacco from the tobacco bag around his waist, and asked Fang Fang while calmly changing it.

Fang Ark shook his head: "There is no blood of the ferocious beast."

Mr. Zhao's move to change tobacco was stagnant, and he raised his one-eyed eye and stared at the ark.

"Refining Qi?"

Ark nodded.

He did not conceal the matter of Qi refining from Mr. Zhao because he absolutely could not hide it. After going to the boxing ring, Fang Ark would definitely do his best to take action. Instead of being exposed at that time, it would be better to show up now.

Mr. Zhao raised his eyebrows.

"What did your grandpa keep?"

"You couldn't even make up the money for buying essence and blood before, so you must have no money to buy Qi Refining Techniques. That thing is very expensive."

Fang Ark hesitated for a moment and nodded.

You said it was my grandfather who left it, that's it.

Mr. Zhao smiled in a hoarse voice: "It's good to refine Qi, but it requires more talent. Moreover, the growth potential is much higher than that of fusion essence and blood. However, it is weaker in the early stage and has a higher mortality rate on the punching."

"However, all masters are qi refining. The upper limit of qi refining is high. Essence and blood are dead objects after all, and they are just tricks."

"Play boxing well and save more money. I will take you to buy martial arts from martial artists in the future."

"Okay, you can practice well in this martial arts field. I will just give you a piece of advice, fight more, watch more, learn more, and think more."

"You have a good grasp of basic moves, but you must integrate them into instinct as soon as possible, and you can use the boxing ring and conditioned reflex. This is the key to winning the boxing."

Mr. Zhao reminded him, then walked to the chair in the distance and sat down to rest.

There were many teachers sitting there talking. As soon as Mr. Zhao appeared, these teachers quickly got up and bowed to say hello. Mr. Zhao sat down without raising his nose, crossed his legs, and the sharp-eyed coach was even more busy lighting cigarettes for Mr. Zhao.

Mr. Zhao’s position among coaches is fully highlighted.

Fang Ark took a deep breath and continued to punch in the open space of the martial arts field.

Although there is a transformation of Chuanwu Bookstore and can quickly master the moves, it still requires actual combat to integrate them.

Time passes by bit by bit.

Mr. Zhao sat on the chair and read a small book called "Shao××jie" with relish.

Suddenly, a servant walked over quickly and whispered a few words in Mr. Zhao's ear.

Mr. Zhao closed the book with a "slap".

"That guy Lei Laohu, I've found someone to secretly change the opponent of the Ark?"

Mr. Zhao narrowed his one-eyed eyes and his face turned gloomy.

Lei Laohu was just trying to disgust him. He thought he valued the ark, so he planned to destroy the ark in the boxing.

Mr. Zhao's fingers were rhythmically lit on the cigarette pole, and a gray smoke dragon sprayed out of his nose.

"Master Zhao, do you want to make a secret change back?"

The servant asked.

"No hurry."

Mr. Zhao waved his hand, looked at Fang Ark sweating profusely in the martial arts field, grinned, revealing his smoky yellow teeth.

The servant was stunned.

No hurry?

Is Mr. Zhao planning to let the newcomer fight with Qian Houzi, a yellow-sized old fox?

Newcomers will be beaten to death!

The boxing is so terrible, so let's continue to be a servant.

Mr. Zhao stood up, shouted at the ark, and then waved.

Fang Ark was stunned and walked over.

"Lei Laohu sent someone to change your opponent to Qian Monkey. Do you want me to exchange it for you?"

Mr. Zhao said.

Fang Zhou frowned slightly when he heard this.

"Master Zhao thinks how likely is I to win now when I fight Qian Houzi?"

Ark asked.

Mr. Zhao took a sip of cigarette, pondered for a moment, and said, "Three hundred and three, money monkey seven."

"The monkey fuses the essence and blood of the inferior beast Iron Wall Ape from the demon clan. It has strong defense, but its endurance is average. You are a Qi Refiner. If you don't get a fatal blow, you will have a chance to drag him down."

"If you hide your trump card, then you can open four or six."

"You have mastered the basic moves perfectly and you should have a chance."

As the coach, Mr. Zhao habitually analyzed the advantages and disadvantages of Fang Ark.

Fang Ark did not retreat when he heard this.
To be continued...