After the Strange Talk Prevails

　　　　 Everyone stared at Zhou Ming blankly, and saw that he placed his fists in front of his chest one after another, and his feet were separated from the left and right like pony steps, standing in parallel with an interval of thirty centimeters.

　　 People who know know he is here to punch, but people who don’t know think he is going to play a palm-to-hand game.

　　 Zhou Ming's posture has no sense of beauty at all, and it is definitely not professional. That kind of standing posture lacks stability and will fall when pushed. Anyone who has a little bit of combat knowledge will never assume this layman's posture.

　　Only the kind of rookie office worker who has not received combat training at all can put on this posture in the first training.

　　 Zhou Ming's starting hand makes Huang Tao very uncomfortable. He always feels that this is the senior teasing him.

Burned by everyone with straight eyes, Zhou Ming finally noticed that his standing posture was a little awkward, so he immediately did a few chest expansion exercises, jumped on the spot and stretched his body, pretending to be just thinking about it. Warming up.

Then, he imitated Huang Tao's movements, placing his feet back and forth, raising his left hand to his abdomen, retracting on his waist, and bending his right arm up to the center line of the front of the body, like a door making a defensive posture...this It is almost the same posture as Huang Tao.

　　 This way it should not show up, Zhou Ming thought.

　　 Huang Tao was taken aback when he saw this, and then his expression gradually became cold. The good impression of Zhou Ming in his heart suddenly disappeared.

　　 There is no doubt that the other party is indeed provoking him!

　　 This posture is the start-up style of the fighting technique passed down by the Huang family. Just learning a fur has no actual combat ability, and Zhou Ming is not his father's son. Naturally, it is impossible to know how the follow-up killer moves will be connected.

　　 So... he is now imitating a posture that he doesn't understand at all, saying that he doesn't need to be serious to defeat him.

　　 Zhang Qian's expression changed slightly, and she was in a bad mood. She had heard that Senior Zhou Ming was a broad-minded and powerful person.

　　 But seeing it with my own eyes is disappointing.

　　 "Then, I'm not welcome!" Huang Tao's voice became cold.

　　 "You're serious," Zhou Ming said with a smile.

　　 He was keenly aware of the change in the attitude of the other party, and he said that he was ready to engage in high-risk occupations, and he was so serious in the discussions.

　　 "It's going to be on!"

　　 As soon as the voice fell, Huang Tao rubbed his feet back and forth on the ground in an incredible way, and the whole figure moved instantly in front of Zhou Ming like a translational sticker!

　　 He raised his right elbow in front of him and attacked Zhou Ming's chest! The left fist closed in the waist and ribs blasted into the opponent's abdomen like a cannonball!

　　 Zhou Ming was stunned, he didn't react at all, only felt a buzz in his brain, and then he saw the ground!

Huh? ...How is the ground?

　　...Did you fall?

　　 No, it is not!

　　He is still standing! Just bend down and look at the ground!

　　 But why do you bend over? He didn't remember what he did.

　　 There was dead silence at the scene, and the air was as quiet as before, but there seemed to be some differences.

　　 "Look...Did you see it clearly?" asked a martial arts student standing in the audience.

　　 "No, I didn't see clearly." The other person shook his head blankly.

　　 The mineral water bottle in Zhang Qian's hand was almost about to burst. She opened her eyes wide, staring at the scene in disbelief, her mind went blank.

On the ring, Zhou Ming and Huang Tao stood next to each other. His body position was extremely low, his head only reached Huang Tao's abdomen, and he stood a little bit to the right than before, just flashing past Huang Tao. Left fist!

　　 As for Huang Tao's fierce right elbow, it was gently blocked by Zhou Ming's right palm.

　　 Zhou Ming's left hand, five fingers juxtaposed into a knife, hovered quietly in front of Huang Tao's throat, like a poisonous snake that suddenly rose into the sky but stopped suddenly.

　　 Huang Tao swallowed, his neck leaned back as hard as he could.

　　 He held his breath, a few drops of innocent cold sweat dripped from his forehead.

　　 Huang Tao knew that if this was a death fight, then he was already dead.

His attack was completely avoided by the opponent, but the most fragile laryngeal cartilage was pointed directly at by the opponent. As long as Zhou Ming applied a little harder, his laryngeal cartilage would be smashed to pieces. With the strength of a person like them, maybe Even the cervical spine can be broken.

　　 Huang Tao stepped back slowly and took three steps to recover his breathing. The beating heart in his chest slowly calmed down, and his eyes looked at Zhou Ming with a little more awe.

　　 Zhang Qian, who was standing in the audience, also let out a long sigh, a little more complicated.

　　 "Awesome! Really awesome! It's a pity that only one trick was passed."

　　 "Well, you deserve to be a professional who fights weirdness."

　　 The audience is complimenting.

　　 But these praises sounded a bit redundant and ridiculous to Huang Tao and Zhang Qian, just like hearing a top high school student who won the Fields Prize in mathematics and said: That's awesome! If you go to compete in the Olympics, you must be a gold medal!

　　 Huang Tao and Zhang Qian's impression of Zhou Ming was refreshed. They suddenly realized that Zhou Ming just said that they wanted to warm up with the coach is true.

　　 Because of the two of them, in the eyes of Zhou Ming, they may be no different from ordinary coaches in this martial arts gym.

　　 And the warm-up mentioned by Zhou Ming may really be just a warm-up...No, I am afraid it is not a serious warm-up.

　　 "Well... it's okay."

　　 Zhou Ming slowly retracted his hand and nodded pretendingly.

　　 He wanted to compliment the other party, but after thinking about it, he felt that this was a bit wrong, so he changed his words and said that it was okay.

　　 "As expected of the senior, Huang Tao may not even be able to warm up the senior by himself, let's add me."

　　 Zhang Qian under the stage jumped onto the ring with a serious expression.

　　 Zhou Ming's courage also increased. Although he didn't leave any impression on his move just now, his body seemed to be used to it a lot.

　　 "Everyone is just warming up, so you can stop until you click." Zhou Ming smiled cordially.

　　 Huang Tao and Zhang Qian also nodded vigorously, their expressions more serious than before.

　　 "That's it!"

"let's go."

As soon as 　　's voice fell, the two attacked at the same time!

　　 This time, Huang Tao and Zhang Qian didn't put on a posture, they took a left-right pincer attack!

　　 In their opinion, Zhou Ming is too strong, even if they don't have a posture, they are not a role they can handle, so there is no need to keep hands at all, and Zhou Ming can be treated as a teacher of fighting.

　　 Huang Tao and Zhang Qian rushed out.

　　 The next second, Zhang Qian flew up, and Huang Tao stopped.

　　 The girl's feet were lifted off the ground, and the whole person took a volley and fell to the ground on her back. After Huang Tao shot 0.75 seconds, Zhou Ming's throat was pointed at by Zhou Ming's hand knife.

　　...It's over again.

　　 The audience in the audience was silent, neither cheering nor applauding.

They can’t understand the exchanges between the two sides. This kind of battle that ends in an instant is neither exciting nor exciting. There is even a feeling of watching comics. This page is about this action. Turn the page and change. Set the action, and then... well, the battle is over! The victory is divided!

　　 This kind of boring picture can't make them secrete dopamine and adrenaline, and it makes them forget to applaud.

　　 Zhang Qian lay on the ground, blinking at the pale coffered ceiling. After a long time, she didn't figure out how she fell.

　　 She changed the battle from one-on-one to two-on-one, but the duration of the battle did not seem to have changed.

　　 On the other side, Zhou Ming felt his own changes. The brief discussion just now gave him a vague feel. He felt as if he knew how to move his body.

　　 Maybe you should strike while the iron is hot and continue to exercise, Zhou Ming thought.

　　 "Come on, the warm-up is over, then we will learn from each other."

　　 The voice came from above, and Zhang Qian recovered and found that Zhou Ming was reaching out for her.

　　 Zhang Qian exhaled, took Zhou Ming's hand and stood up, and looked at Huang Tao.

　　In just a few minutes, the two finally understood the intention of Teacher Wang to send Mr. Zhou to lead the team.

　　 Teacher Wang is not implying that they will continue to work hard, but to polish their pride and remind them not to be arrogant.

　　I figured this out, and when I recalled the almost provocative behavior of the senior at the beginning, I had a different feeling.

　　 The senior may have conveyed this feeling to them on behalf of Teacher Wang.

　　 "Senior, thank you, I'll show you a lot of advice on this task!" Huang Tao said sincerely, and set his posture for the third time.

　　 "Well, I will study hard at UU reading www.uukanshu.com!" Zhang Qian also said modestly.

　　 "Well, let's work hard together." Although Zhou Ming felt a little inexplicable, he wanted to answer with panacea and it would not reveal any flaws.

　　...

　　 Zhou Ming believed that the goddess of destiny was taking care of him, at least he was not bad luck since crossing over, and it is the same now.

　　 After various tests, Zhou Ming found that his fighting ability was much stronger than he imagined. Both reflex nerves and muscle strength were far beyond ordinary people.

　　 He obviously hadn't learned boxing skills, but he was able to kill two juniors and younger sisters instantly with one enemy and two.

After 　　 tried group battles, he found that even the strongest coaches in the gym, plus Huang Tao and Zhang Qian, weren't his opponents at all.

　　 His combat strength is even more outrageous. It is purely a crush on skill and reaction speed. After holding a weapon to expand the attack range, the possibility of combat has increased, and the fault tolerance rate has also doubled.

　　 There are many reactions in the battle that he makes instantly, without thinking at all, which means that this body still has some fighting habits remaining.

　　 Once more moves are used, Zhou Ming will naturally get used to it and can use it actively.

　　 This process of improving strength is not so much practice, as it is recollection.

　　 In this way, it is much less difficult for him to return to the actual combat level in a short period of time, and the pressure of disguise is further reduced.

　　The progress was so smooth, it was hard for Zhou Ming to believe that it was a coincidence, and it could only be regarded as the original owner's plan.

　　 After this exercise, Zhou Ming came to the final conclusion: Even if he lost the relevant combat knowledge, he was still better than the average student who had practiced for many years based on his remaining combat instinct.

　　 So, he decided to complete this mission!