The next day.

Ancient Fist and Flowing Martial Arts Hall.

"Lin Meng, you are here again."

Yi Amu looked at Lin Meng who was walking in with her schoolbag on her back, and shook his hand with a smile.

Although it is Lin Meng's tuition fee to maintain the relationship between them, Iamu has taught many apprentices since he became a martial arts coach, but he has never met an excellent apprentice like Lin Meng.

This gave him the feeling of carving a beautiful jade into shape.

He felt satisfied.

"Coach, I want to start exercising later today. I will box first and try how heavy I can box."

Taking off his schoolbag and changing into his sportswear, Lin Meng said to Yi Amu.

"It's only been a few days, what effect can it have?"

Yi Amu shook his head. He had seen many such problems. In the past, some people came to the martial arts hall to exercise just to lose weight. After persisting for three days, they felt that they had lost weight. In fact, they were just illusions, and this depends on perseverance.

"Even if it doesn't work, I want to try it."

Lin Meng insisted.

Yi Amu did not refuse Lin Meng in the end. After all, it was not a troublesome test. There were equipment for testing boxing in the martial arts hall.

Lin Meng changed into boxing gloves inside the martial arts hall and stood in front of a hanging sandbag.

"Attack the sandbag with all your strength, the instruments next to you will show your boxing power. Of course, don't have too much expectations, as there will be no big gap between you in the past."

Yi Amu explained beside him, Lin Meng nodded, spread his legs, bent down slightly, and made a posture of charging.

Yi Amu next to him nodded, and was also predicting Lin Meng's value in his heart. Generally speaking, normal people will not exceed 50KG, while students like Lin Meng will only be lower. However, considering that Lin Meng has learned all the ancient boxing flows recently, and the attack produced by standard force movements and techniques is definitely much higher than before!

In this way, Lin Meng's specific attack value may even exceed 50KG...

Yi Amu kept thinking in his heart that if Lin Meng exceeded 50KG, why would he go up and praise him and praise him again?

After all, you have to have a meal when opening a martial arts school? Only by making the financial owner happy can you earn more...

Dong!!!

The sudden dull roar echoed throughout the martial arts hall, like two big rocks smashing each other, forcibly interrupting Yi Amu's thoughts.

It seems that it should be tested.

Yi Amu raised his head and looked at the monitor next to him, "Let me take a look. This time the attack power is...81KG, well, it's not bad, although it's not as good as your senior brother, but for the newcomer... wait!81KG!!!"

Yiamu's words came to an abrupt end, his eyes widened slightly, and he looked at the numbers appearing on the monitor, rubbed his eyes, and it was still 81KG.

"Is this machine broken?"

Yi Amu looked at the sandbag and was a little surprised.

"What's wrong, coach?"

Lin Meng next to him breathed a sigh of relief. Although he was not sure how many numbers he could have played before, as far as the blow just now, he could feel that his strength was much greater than before.

It seems that the golden pocket watch can really feed back the effects of cultivation to yourself.

very nice.

Lin Meng is in a good mood.

Yi Amu next to him gradually came back to his senses. His eyes turned slightly, looking up and down, and it was a little strange.

"You are born with divine power?"

"ha?"

Lin Meng was confused, what the hell?

The rest of the members who were training from all directions also came over and looked at the numbers Lin Meng made, and some people also made surprise sounds.

Lin Meng stood not far away and heard the words of his senior brothers, and gradually realized that the number just now seemed to be not a value that the newcomer would type.

"Did you exercise regularly before?"

Yi Amu looked through the machine for a long time and made sure the sandbag was not broken. Then he turned his eyes to Lin Meng and asked.

"It's been twelve o'clock in the evening often."

Lin Meng replied with a smile.

I practiced until twelve o'clock all day long, and although it was still a bit unreasonable to score the value of 81, I am just looking for excuses to be Lin Meng's talent.

"There is no need to work so hard."

Iamu recalled that when he was an apprentice, he didn't seem to have worked so hard. He was the son of the martial arts sect leader and an ordinary person on the other side. This was too hard.

"I have a reason to fight."

Lin Meng replied with a smile, although practicing until twelve o'clock in the evening is a lie, he does have reasons to fight.

White Rainbow Gate!

He only has a few months left, and he must improve his strength as quickly as possible!

"A mysterious guy, but he's so interested, why don't he compete in the game?"

Holding a boxing glove in his hand, Yi Amu shook his hand at Lin Meng.

Lin Meng looked at Yi Amu's invitation to fight, thought for a while, nodded,

"good."

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Ten minutes later.

With a bang, Lin Meng fell to the ground as if he was losing strength, his mouth widened and he kept breathing.

I only had a few minutes of competition, but my whole body was as tired as the end of a long-distance run.

Of course, Lin Meng lost. He studied in the acceleration space for 90 hours, which is equivalent to three months at most. It is a fantasy to win Yi Amu, who has lived by boxing since childhood.

This made Lin Meng a little disappointed. Although he knew that it was normal that he could not win Yi Amu, even the coach could not win. How could he pass the test of Baihong Sect?

"Yeah, junior brother, you are very good."

In a moment, a shirtless muscular man sat next to Lin Meng and threw a bottle of water to Lin Meng.

Lin Meng glanced at the person who came. A young man in his twenties named Lu Qiang, who seemed to have a very rich family.

"You are hurting me and praising me. I just lost to the coach, okay?"

Lin Meng said with a lip silence.

"Why, you a novice still want to win the coach?" Lu Qiang asked back, and while he spoke, he pointed to the twenty or thirty apprentices next to him, "I tell you, have you seen twenty or thirty people here? It's not enough to play coach Yi in turn."

"Yimu is so strong!" Lin Meng was stunned. He fought twenty or thirty people alone. Is it really a tough fight to be a man?

"Really, if you don't believe me, just ask your senior brothers." As he spoke, Lu Qiang looked around and looked back and forth, then he lowered his voice and spoke to Lin Meng, "I told you, don't believe me. I accidentally discovered Coach Yi. He waved his hand and broke a bottle of wine not far away from him in the air!"

“???”

"What's going on with your skeptical eyes? Do you think I'm a person who likes to learn martial arts?" Lu Qiang patted his strong muscles. "If I hadn't wanted to learn Coach Yi's foundation, I wouldn't have practiced Guquanliu. I was not handsome at all. I was not as handsome as the Feiliu Martial Arts Hall next door and the Piaoyun Martial Arts Hall, and could still be handsome in front of the girls."

Lu Qiang didn't look like he was lying at all, and Lin Meng was a little surprised, "Are you telling the truth?"

Is the coach or some hermit master?

This thought came to Lin Meng's mind.

"Otherwise, do you think I said you are very good." Lu Qiang spread his hands, "I went to this martial arts school half a year ago, and now I have seen the coach invite two people to compete, one is you, and the other is the senior brother."

Senior brother Lin Meng had a little impression of him. A man who looked very strong with the coach, and his tall body could feel oppressed just standing next to him. He seemed to be the strongest person in the entire martial arts hall except the coach.

"Maybe you can beat the coach in the future." Lu Qiang next to him clapped his hands and said.

As he said that, he rubbed his hands and expressed his final purpose, "If the junior brother learns any special moves from the coach in the future, he will also give one to the senior brother at that time?"

"Hahaha, if there is really, I'll talk about it then."

Lin Meng shook his hand a little disapprovingly. Lu Qiang next to him kept saying that what he said was really not a joke.

It lasted for a long time until the coach next to him changed his clothes and walked over to the side to train again.

"I feel confused in my heart and I've been a little confused." The coach sat next to Lin Meng and looked at Lin Meng, "Can you ask you some questions? Forget what you don't want to say."

"You ask first, as long as it is not a perverted question, I should be able to answer it."

Lin Meng took a sip of water and nodded.

"What do you mean? Who do you think of me as? I'm just a little curious. Although I always think you have a good talent, your ancient boxing practice is a bit too good."

"Ha? First, I knocked me down, and then I said that I practice boxing well?"

"I have been practicing boxing since I was a child. How many days have you been practicing? In addition, today I only have four days, so I want to beat me. I'm afraid you want to go to heaven, right?"
To be continued...