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Don't say it, the atmosphere here is really good.

In the details, some decorative things, such as paintings hanging on the wall, some photos, some sandbags for practice, foot targets, etc., all look very formal.

I swept around and walked step by step to Lin Jian. Then I subconsciously turned around and looked at Zhang Pinghai, asking him not to be nervous. Then, I said to Lin Jian: "It is what your disciples expect from me to come here. So, next, if something happens, please don't blame me."

Lin Jian smiled, very evil and very bad.

&ldquoYour tone is very loud, it seems like you have really practiced. Have you ever played with someone?&rdquo

I kept smiling, and I said: "No, I'm always being beaten."

Lin Jian laughed: "Sure enough, I think you who practice traditional martial arts are all beaten, hahaha."

When he smiled, the students behind him also laughed.

There are a few little girls who are very beautiful. I looked at them and found that they are really beautiful.

I calmed down and looked at Lin Jian. I was thinking about how to hit him in a while.

Lin Jian is not an opponent, he is really not an opponent.

I have been fighting with Uncle Tiedan for more than three years.

Three years ago, Uncle Tiedan's strength could torture three to four Lin Jianshes at the same time!

Three years later, if I fight back, I can beat Uncle Tiedan down in a few different ways in an instant.

Master Zhou said that there is a mental method to try boxing, that is, can you keep your opponent in your heart.

How to explain this?

For example, the son we gave birth to was naughty and then he had to be cruel. Nothing said, pull it over, slapped it, and slapped it in the butt.

It’s so easy to fight, with more restraints and relaxation!

Why? Because, we put him in our hearts.

The same is true for anyone who meets outside. When you reach a certain level, you can take a look at him and put him in your heart. All his actions and actions do not pose any threat to us.

Lin Jian and I only met for one time.

So, I know, what kind of guy he is!

&ldquoCoach Lin, then start.&rdquoI put my hands on my back and stood two meters away from him and said.

Lin Jian sneered, turned around, shook his head helplessly, and then he suddenly said: "Look for a fight!"

call!

A seemingly powerful whip leg swept over.

I have dealt with such whip legs under Uncle Tiedan for tens of thousands of times.

At that moment, I lowered my body, bent my legs slightly, and then quickly punched me and hit him directly at the foot.

Come on the legs, hit the legs, punch, punch!

Fight hard, fight hard!

This is the way of Xingyi.

Similarly, when exercising strength, after practicing Xingyi, you will feel that the fist is not the arms, but most of the back, waist, hips, and legs.

One punch is equivalent to the full force of most of the person's body being blown out. In this case, no other muscles are mentioned. Just talking about the gluteus maximus, if this muscle is alive, the power it provides is enough to kill people.

Therefore, there is a saying in martial arts.

It is called Xingyi for three years and kills people!

This is just bright spirit, not dark spirit, which mobilizes the strength of the fascia, small muscle groups, dantian, and spine.

And he was just one leg, at best, adding a waist and hip, but his strength was not smooth!

Boom!

Hiss & hellip& hellip

He punched him on the foot, and Lin Jian shivered and withdrew his feet, his strength dissipated.

I continued to move forward.

The distance is closer and I can't use my legs. Lin Jian, fist again.

Same, you can fight whatever you come.

Bo, Bo!

Both of them were the instincts developed by fighting against Uncle Tiedan for a long time.

I can't see or think, it's just a feeling. When he punches, he punches him.

I would like to talk about this kind of instinct, such as Wubi typing. Everyone knows that deleting the root of the word will be slow. But later, after getting familiar, you don’t need to deleting the root of the word at all. Once you put your hand, you will naturally type out the word you think of.

This is how practicing martial arts is.

Master Zhou made me accumulate strength and find strength by standing in a stance, and then let the five elements and twelve forms teach me to exert strength in different postures. Finally, he let Uncle Tiedan beat me for more than three years, and then he cultivated my instinct.

Lin Jian punched two times.

I punched him twice on the wrist. That force was the internal force, a permeable rigid force.

Lin Jian, he couldn't eat or live.

Then, while he was shaking his hands, I had already stood at a position only fifty centimeters away from him.

Very close, very close.

At close range, foreigners are generally not very good at exercising their efforts.

Insider, you can die from close range!

Because, the parents’ ties are about exerting their strength in close proximity.

I swung my hand and Lin Jian raised his hand nervously, but I made a slight mistake again, and then I pressed my palm towards his stomach.

At this time, I planned to use the energy of letting people go and let him go.

But unexpectedly, Lin Jian was about to raise his knees.

He raised his legs and wanted to use his knee to hit my life.

Now, he hasn't acted like this, yes, he doesn't, but I know, he wants to do this.

What's this?

It's also instinct!

Uncle Tiedan is crazy when he fights. No matter what your life is, you are not polite. When I was right with him, I almost fell for it.

So, we have this instinct, too.

I hit Lin Jian's stomach. To be precise, it should be the vaginal part. Then, my legs bent slightly, my feet bent, my body trembled, and a surge of strength was transmitted from my waist and back and hit Lin Jian's stomach.

soon!

It was just a blink of an eye.

&ldquoAh&hellip&rdquo

Lin Jian covered his stomach, like a pig killer, and then howled, he lay on the ground and began to vomit.

It's that simple.

From the time he kicked and to the time he fell down, at best, there were only two seconds!

The game was not good-looking and not very exciting, because the difference in strength was too great.

When I lay Lin Jian on the floor, I felt a little pitiful of him and felt that I was bullying someone.

Lin Jian roared, while covering his stomach tightly, vomiting, and vomiting, while spitting out, all the things in his stomach came out. Not only that, in a short while, I smelled an unpleasant stench.

Gastric convulsions, intestinal convulsions caused by gastrointestinal spasm, go further, triggering fecal incontinence&hellip&hellip

I looked at Lin Jian.

I didn't know what to do for a moment.

After pausing for two seconds, I bowed to him and said: "Acknowledge it."

&ldquoAh&hellip&hellip, doctor, please call me a doctor, hurry, ah&hellip&hellip&hellip&rdquo

Lin Jian roared loudly, his face pale and his head covered with beads of sweat.

Looking at Lin Jian’s appearance, I felt that I only used four to five points of strength.

He shouldn't have too many problems, but

It will be impossible for his gastrointestinal function to recover in a while. It will take at least half a month to recover.

I said he would give in.

I found that no one was there.
To be continued...