And there is another advantage for contacting sandbags, which is that while exercising, you can also vent your negative emotions in your heart. No wonder you always heard that venting houses like You made people throw bowls and plates, or beat the boss’s portrait. The attack process will really make people feel particularly happy.

The night before he finished installing the sandbag and practiced for a while, Yi Xuan especially liked the black guy who was hanging up. He rushed to the game hall early the next day. While his enthusiasm had not subsided, he punched and slapped the sandbag again and sweated heavily.

"Here you come so early?" Yi Xuan heard Wang Xiaotian's voice coming from the door.

But a few otaku got up early today unexpectedly because when he installed sandbags last night, several people were not present. After saying hello, they were attracted by the sandbags.

"Oh, I wonder if you still like boxing?" Yang Jian, the one who was most interested in the few people, couldn't help but hit the sandbag a few times, "The touch feels good,"

"If you like it, just practice it for a few minutes. I will practice it casually." Yi Xuan said while taking off his boxing gloves to wipe his sweat.

As expected, Yang Jian was eager to try it out at the sandbag. He jumped rhythmically on his feet and punched the sandbag several times. Although it was only a few times, he looked decent with both attack and defense.

"Wow, it seems you understand this too?" Yi Xuan became interested immediately. Although Yang Jian was considered strong among the three, Yi Xuan never thought about that. Looking at Yang Jian's dynamics now, could he be really a master?

"Speaking of this, Lao Yang is really very knowledgeable about this." Wang Xiaotian has always known Yi Xuan's skills, so he is most familiar with Yi Xuan among the three. Hearing Yi Xuan's sigh, he immediately introduced enthusiastically.

"Oh? There is such a thing!" Yi Xuan immediately became concerned. Of course, the chances of improving his kung fu in the battle were the greatest. In the past two days, Yi Xuan's physical exercise has been much stronger than before. He has been itchy in his heart, but he can't catch people on the street to fight. He was worried that there was no opponent, but God immediately sent one to himself, and he became faintly excited.

When Yang Jian heard Wang Xiaotian say this, he laughed twice, obviously feeling a little embarrassed: "Hey, don't listen to the big guy's nonsense, I just practice casually." The big guy is Wang Xiaotian's nickname, and his size is 1.92 meters tall, so he deserves it.

Wang Xiaotian refused to let him go as soon as he heard this, "Who said I was talking nonsense? That day, when those junior students came to our dormitory to make trouble, you beat them up with three punches and two kicks. You admit it, what's the embarrassment of being a hero?"

Zhang Hanbing also kept making excuses.

Yi Xuan became more and more interested in his heart after hearing this, "Ajian, you are very unauthentic. Why don't you say anything like this? I have always wanted to ask experts for advice. Hurry up, let's make a few moves." Yi Xuan said as he was about to step forward.

Although I have always been very confident in my ultimate skill, I have not undergone an accurate assessment. When fighting against the gangster, I can help me escape smoothly with just one move. I have learned three moves. I don’t know if I can gain the advantage during the battle. But when it comes to those gangsters, Yi Xuan has always taken them lightly. Although they are all fierce and evil spirits holding sticks, they are just ordinary people. When they fight, they are just a random swing.

It’s like a competition between swimming and practicing dog padding. Even if you win, you still have no idea. If you meet a professional athlete, how much does it matter?

So Yi Xuan kept thinking, what would it look like if he really fought against a kung fu master? He never had any idea. Although Yang Jian in front of him didn’t know if he was a master, he heard from Wang Xiaotian that he could deal with a few young men alone, and he still had a certain level of level.

But who would have thought that Yang Jian seemed to dislike Zhang Yang's appearance. He had already said this, but he still retreated and waved his hand and said anxiously: "Don't listen to them nonsense. I am an amateur at this level. I have only been studying for a while. If you really want to learn, you can find my cousin."

"Your cousin?" Yi Xuan heard that there was someone behind him. It seemed that he had found the right place this time.

"My cousin is a fighting coach. He opens a free fighting club near the pedestrian street. If you are interested, you can go there to study. There are crash courses and long-term classes. I will tell my cousin that you can make it cheaper." Yang Jian hurriedly explained.

"Free Fighting Club?" Yi Xuan said, thinking right. Why didn't he think of this? It seems that the circle of life is too narrow. He didn't think of so many at the moment. When he heard it, he immediately asked excitedly, "Are there many masters?"

"Uh." Yang Jian scratched his head, thinking that this person said that wind is rain. "The master is not considered a master, but he is just some free fighting enthusiasts, who are a little more powerful than ordinary people. After learning for a while, it is still OK to deal with two or three ordinary people with bare hands. However, if there are many opponents or equipment, it is still not easy to deal with, and more training is required. Generally, some amateurs, or people with a little money, are just interested, so there are not many who can be considered masters."

"Then your cousin is a master?" Yi Xuan asked. After hearing Yang Jian's last words, it seems that there are still masters in this club, but the general level is not very good.

When Yang Jian heard Yi Xuan's question, he immediately showed a look of pride on his face, but he said modestly: "Oh, you can't say you are a master, but you can't get close to any three or five people."

Yi Xuan couldn't help feeling a little disappointed when he heard this. It was a bit clear that Yi Xuan was a little bit amazing when he was unable to get close to him.

After experiencing the last time he was chased, he would definitely not be too panicked when facing the siege of three or five people. That day he was besieged by A Biao and his group of seven or eight gangsters and broke out of the siege, and more than three or five people. If he had just such strength, he would be considered a master. But thinking about the two and scared escape seemed to be two different concepts, and I don’t know how strong the three or five people he mentioned were. If he was just an ordinary person, there would definitely be nothing to show off. If he had practiced kung fu, he might be considered a master. However, no matter what, he needed technical guidance on fighting. Even if there was no one better than him, he would be good to learn some basic fighting skills, so he must go and take a look.

Thinking of this, Yi Xuan turned around and started to put on his clothes, "Let's go and have a look now." While putting on his coat randomly, he pulled the three of them out: "If possible, I will learn it. As long as I teach well, the tuition fees and other things are trivial matters. Maybe I can ask your brother to be a full-time coach at that time."

Yi Xuan has truly tasted the benefits of having money. Because money comes easily and does not feel distressed when spending, he never cares about it. Besides, for him, money is really nothing now. Instead, it is the most important thing to improve his strength. Otherwise, it would be too sad to be the one who died and stayed with money.

Although I don’t know what combat ability has other uses besides self-defense fighting, considering the mysterious and weird thing about Death Arcade Hall that he has come into contact with, Yi Xuan feels that it is absolutely necessary to improve his self-protection ability.

The three of them had long been accustomed to Yi Xuan's spending money. At this time, they heard him openly saying that he wanted to hire a personal trainer, and they felt even more sad. Unexpectedly, this girl looked like a little rich man.

Yang Jian didn't refuse, thinking that he didn't expect to introduce his cousin to his business even if he played games. He walked out along with Yi Xuan. When Wang Xiaotian and Zhang Hanbing saw it, he said, "Are you going to stop playing games, and go and have a look at the fun."

The four of them went out, but they didn't eat because they got up too early and might have high physical exercise immediately, so Yi Xuan arranged to eat something next to them.

Because the road in front of the game hall is relatively narrow, Yi Xuan's car usually parked in front of a nearby shop. After dinner, he led three people to turn left and right out of the path. When he pressed the key, a pure white Chevrolet light flashed twice. When the three of them saw that they were really a landlord class, and even cars were there. Yang Jian felt even more relieved, thinking that his cousin would treat himself to a meal today.

The pedestrian street is not very far from the game hall. It is located at the border of West City, and the drive is about twenty minutes. Along the way, Yang Jian briefly introduced Yi Xuan to his cousin's club.

My cousin is Yang Kai. He is a retired special forces soldier. He is a club that is opened with two sports players. The club is not big, but because he specializes in the business of rich people, the benefits are pretty good. In Yang Jian's words, those who have some spare money now love to study a hobby. Now the corrupt hobby such as wine tasting and cigar smoking is outdated. Everything you do is pay attention to green and healthy. Therefore, this highly practical sport in fighting has also been sought after by many people.

Although it is close to the pedestrian street, Yang Kai’s club is not in a prosperous area. Under Yang Jian’s command, he turned a few turns and came to a single-family building. It looks a bit like an old factory building. However, after renovation and construction, dark brown exterior tiles with rough textures were pasted on the walls, making the entire building look high-end, atmospheric and upscale. On the left, a small logo was made, which is a human figure that is kicking. Below is the metal-made bold font 'Free Fighting Club'. If you didn’t look carefully, you would not be able to find this sign at all, which looks low-key, luxurious and connotational.

Tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk, Yi Xuan felt in his heart. He knew that it was for high-end consumer groups when he saw this sign. The more popular the thing, the bigger the sign, the more you wanted to be seen from two streets. The higher the thing, the more hidden it is. Even if people who don’t know can’t find it, they are called exquisite and implicit. Looking at the sign of this club, you will know that this place belongs to the latter.
Chapter completed!