Zheng Hu led Lin Qianren to the principal's office first and met with Yuan Cunzhi, the principal of Qingshuang High School.

This is a bald middle-aged man who looks a little fat.

Immediately, after a little greeting between the two sides, Principal Yuan Cunzhi nodded and agreed to Lin Qianren and the others' performance enrollment after school at noon today.

In a miscellaneous room in the school, Lin Qianren and Zheng Hu were taking out the boxing gym uniforms that needed to be replaced from the suitcase. It was almost twelve o'clock now. When the students were over, they would go to the podium on the other side of the school playground to perform, so they had to change their clothes first.

The uniforms in the boxing gym are not much different from those worn by ordinary martial artists, but there are also some differences.

The overall shape is black, with a beautiful gold-edged cloud pattern on both sleeves. In addition, the specially designed blue artistic font sewn on the back. As for the pants on the lower body, they are just normal trousers.

After taking out the clothes and changing them, the two went to the school playground together.

Although school has not yet ended, there are still many students on the playground doing activities, and it seems that they are taking physical education classes.

While taking out dozens of solid wooden boards from the box, Lin Qianren turned to look at Zheng Hu and said, "Uncle Master, will I just need to make wooden boards later?"

"Yes, just hit the wooden board, but we have to change the tricks. In addition to breaking it directly, we also have to do martial arts to kick the wooden board in the air and destroy the wooden board with elbows and knee joints." Zheng Hu explained.

Upon hearing this, Lin Qianren couldn't help feeling helpless.

Their approach is almost like a deceiving person. Apart from the fancy and beautiful movements, it has no meaning at all. If anyone dares to use these martial arts to fight in practice, it is definitely no different from seeking death.

But these students like this. If you play a set of punches with a dignified and use some real skill to make a sound, the students may not be able to see through the mystery. Instead, they will sweat so much because you just play a set of punches.

The two men wearing short martial arts uniforms attracted the attention of many students on the playground as soon as they arrived, but most of them were still shy, so no one would have the idea of ​​coming up and coming to see, at most they just looked from a distance.

"Dingling lingling lingling ~"

As the bell rang out, countless students rushed towards the cafeteria. Judging from their posture, it was like a wolf chasing behind them.

After the students left, Lin Qianren and Zheng Hu went to the podium in front of the playground together.

Immediately, the two of them pulled out the banner of the Fengqin Martial Arts Hall, stood it on both sides of the podium with two telescopic poles, and stood it directly on it.

"Heroes come out of teenagers, and they show their spirits when they wrap their fists?" After seeing this banner, a passing teenager couldn't help but curl his lips to his companions around him, "It must be a cooperation with the school to cheat money. I used to learn a boxing technique when I was in junior high school. They just used fancy breaking wooden boards to deceive people. In fact, those wooden boards are fake, and they can break it at any time. Look at the wooden boards around them, they must be fake. They don't have real skills at all. If you want to learn it, I think it's better to learn fighting skills."

"There is no real skill now? It's good to exercise your body." A student next to him shook his head and said, "Compared to this, go to dinner quickly, I'm almost starving to death."

As the few people discussed, they gradually faded away.

Lin Qianren stood on the stage, heard these words clearly, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart that the decline of the Xuanguo martial arts world.

Times are changing. No matter how high the martial arts level is, it cannot beat guns and cannons. In addition, many martial arts masters have the habit of cherishing themselves, so the less and less boxing is spread, and the more they pass, the more fake it becomes. In the end, those people can't even figure out how to breathe and exercise their strength except for a flower stand.

This led to foreign boxing techniques taking advantage of the situation to invade and quickly occupying the vacancy of the Chinese people.

Moreover, in terms of boxing practice speed, Xuanguo's boxing is much slower than those foreign boxing techniques.

Xuanguo boxing emphasizes one practice and one cultivation.

In addition to necessary practice, many precious medicinal materials must be used to treat the body's hidden injuries caused by practicing boxing. In this way, although it takes more time, it can keep the body healthy. Boxers who practice boxing in this way can still maintain 80% of their peak state even when they reach their fifties and sixties. If they consider the improvement of their skills, they may not be better than their combat power when they were young.

Most foreign boxing techniques emphasize opening and closing, and winning with a positive physique. Among their boxing techniques, they only practice but not nourish. They do make rapid progress in a short period of time, but this is just an appearance. Once they get older and enter middle age, their body's qi and blood will decline, and various root causes of boxing will follow one after another. The power exchanged for oppression of the body will eventually appear in the body.

However, only Xuanguo boxers themselves know how true or false these statements are. Instead of spending huge costs and long time practicing Xuanguo boxing, ordinary people prefer Western boxing that can be effective in a short period of time.

One can be effective in several months, but the other will take at least three years and five years to achieve something. It is naturally unquestionable which one to choose.

In less than ten minutes, some students who liked to watch the fun had finished their meal and watched Zheng Hu and Lin Qianren do warm-up movements in the playground.

When the time came to twelve twenty, the two of them finished warming up.

Zheng Hu took the microphone that had been prepared from the side and started the audition.

"Hey, hey, all the students, good noon. We have been here for most of the day. I believe you have also seen this banner. Yes, we are the descendants of Lin's clan boxing boxing in Southern Fist. This time we came to your school. We are also based on inheriting the Xuanguo martial arts and allowing all the students to have a stronger body."

Zheng Hu said this without any pause. Every time he went to a school, he would almost repeat this statement.

However, although it is a high-sounding statement, it is just that I want these students to register for their courses and let their parents pay.

After saying that set of words, Zheng Hu signaled Lin Qianren to pick up a wooden board and said, "This person is my junior. Next, he will show us how to break the wooden board directly with bare hands and empty fists. Everyone applauds."

"Smacking"

Sparse applause sounded from the bottom of the podium.

Lin Qianren suppressed the embarrassment in his heart, and walked to the center of the podium with his left hand, then placed the wooden board flat with his left hand, and the next moment, he hit the right fist with a click. With a click, the lower half of the wooden board was directly beaten away by Lin Qianren.

I have to say that just looking at the performance effect, it is actually a bit shocking.

Zheng Hu said seriously, "This is the most basic straight punch among Lin's boxing moves. However, my nephew is not yet good at kung fu, so he can't control his strength well, so he beat the wooden board a little bit bad. If I were to do it, he would be able to directly penetrate the wooden board without letting it crack."

There was a booing sound in the audience, and there were obviously students who didn't believe it.

Seeing this, Zheng Hu continued: "I saw this classmate laughing loudly. Do you not believe me?"

As he said that, Zheng Hu even handed over the microphone directly.

The student blushed and held it in for a while and said, "Since you are talking so well, then you can show us."

Zheng Hu took back his microphone, nodded and said, "Student, since you have said that, I must prove myself."

As he said that, Zheng Hu asked Lin Qianren to pick up two wooden boards from one side, stack them together, and then said, "These are two wooden boards. What I want to do is to break through the wooden boards, but not let them crack. Students, you have to watch it. If I do it, I hope all the students can give me some applause. I'm going to beat me."

After saying that, Zheng Hu punched him. Lin Qianren heard a "bang" sound and saw a fist that had passed through two solid wooden boards to his chest.

"Smack it off~!"

Countless applause sounded like thunder, and many students around were attracted by the eyes and gathered to watch.

This is the first time Lin Qianren has come to school to perform such a performance. He never expected that Master Zheng Hu, who seems a little taciturn on weekdays, would look like this when he was in school.

The contrast in this made Lin Qianren feel at a loss for a moment.

Afterwards, Zheng Hu performed other ways of breaking the wooden boards in a fancy way, which attracted applause.

When the popularity was almost the same, Zheng Hu began to talk about enrollment.

"Dear students, what we performed before were all the moves in our Lin family's penis boxing. If you want to learn, you can sign up here. Looking back, I will teach you the students who have registered at school during the school hours of your classmates. Interested students can register here first. A course costs 200 yuan. Remember it, and you must explain it to your parents when you go home. Ensure that the moves we have used before will be learned by all students. In addition, we will also teach many other powerful moves."

After Zheng Hu finished speaking, a large number of students from below rushed forward.

Seeing this, Zheng Hu asked Lin Qianren to take out a booklet and a pen and start registering the students coming up, while Zheng Hu himself chatted with the students on the side.

"Students, don't worry, line up and take your time."

"Teacher, what if I can't learn it?"

"If you can't learn, we will refund you a full amount. Of course, if you learn to say you don't know, it won't work."

"Can you lose weight by learning this?"

"Yes, with your body shape, it is not a problem to have five pounds of meat in a week after learning the penis."

While Lin Qianren silently recorded the names and classes of the students who came up to register, the corners of his mouth twitched unnaturally. Their dignified successors of the Lin clan clan's first fist in the south actually felt like they were cheating people in the world.

At this time, a boy wearing a white T-shirt came. Seeing this, Lin Qianren said: "Classmate, please tell me your name and class, I will write it down for you."

"Ye Ling, Class 1, 3rd Class of Senior High School."

After the boy said this, he did not leave. Lin Qianren couldn't help asking, "Classmate, do you have anything else?"

After hesitating for a while, Ye Ling said, "I signed up because I saw you that you can control your own strength by learning boxing. My strength has increased very quickly recently. I checked it online and it seems that I have entered the rapid development period. I have broken several cups. I can easily break the chopsticks when eating. I accidentally injured him when playing with my classmates. I want to learn to control my strength soon."

Upon hearing this, Lin Qianren's eyes changed. He asked: "How big is the crushed cup? Paper cup? Glass? Ceramic cup?

"It's probably so big, it's a glass, but fortunately it didn't scratch the hand." Ye Ling said, and used his hands to compare a circle with a diameter of about five centimeters.

Lin Qianren looked at the boy in front of him with a deep meaning. Who can quickly develop strength to the extent of crushing a glass cup? If this boy hadn't been joking specifically, some things would naturally be self-evident.

However, Lin Qianren himself was just a guess, so he had no intention of saying it out.

After thinking about it, Lin Qianren marked his name behind him and said, "Don't worry, classmate, after learning the penis, you will definitely be able to control your own strength."
Chapter completed!