I Have A Seal Of Two Realms

Lin Wan smiled and said, "Lu Zheng, stop teasing Lingling."

Turning to Jiang Lingling, "Lu Zheng is not just for fitness."

"Do you also play fighting?" Jiang Lingling blinked her big eyes and reached out to touch Lu Zheng's arm, "It feels soft."

Lu Zheng couldn't help but shrink back and laughed dryly.

This Jiang Lingling is also pretty good-looking, but it always feels a bit familiar. Well, it feels like a face put together by several big stars.

Lin Wan smiled. This Jiang Lingling was the girl who spoke last in the group just now. She came here to tease Lu Zheng knowingly.

But Lin Wan didn't care. She had absolute confidence in competing with Jiang Lingling.

"Jiang Lingling!" Jiang Lingling stretched out her hand.

"Lu Zheng." Lu Zheng reached out and gently shook Jiang Lingling's hand, then immediately let go.

"Sister Wanwan, is Lu Zheng very powerful?"

Lin Wan nodded, "He's better than me, so I asked him to teach me."

Jiang Lingling immediately hit the snake and stuck it on the stick, "Then can you also teach me?"

"Haha!" Lu Zheng laughed dryly, "You have no foundation, you can't learn."

When Jiang Lingling was about to say anything more, Lin Wan immediately interrupted, "Okay, let's go to the fighting area. Let's warm up first, and then we'll go on stage and let you see my level."

Lin Wan took Lu Zheng to the fighting area, and Jiang Lingling followed suit. The three of them enjoyed the attention gift with various moods and eyes along the way, and Lu Zheng felt deep resentment.

This is a kind of resentment against the injustice of heaven, so Lu Zheng enjoys it very much.

"Sister Wanwan, who is this?"

The person asking the question was a middle-aged man who looked to be in his thirties.

"Lu Zheng, my friend."

"Come to play fighting?"

"Yeah, teach me."

"Oh, ah? What?" The middle-aged man was surprised.

You know, Lin Wanke is also a frequent visitor to the fighting area. In terms of strength, she is also in the first echelon below the curator. She also competes with several other powerful figures. This is the first time that she has asked others to teach her.

real or fake?

Are you kidding me?

Passing by the middle-aged man, the two came to the ring.

"Want to try?"

The area around the ring was relatively empty, with five or six sandbags hanging nearby, a tumbler, and even two wooden mannequins that Lu Zheng saw.

"No need." Lu Zheng shook his head.

"Then let me warm up first."

Lin Wan smiled, then took a position, slowly rising and falling, circling her neck, arms, twisting her waist, and pressing her hips.

Lu Zheng is visiting the surrounding environment.

A group of people around him were observing him.

"Brothers also play fighting?" The middle-aged man just now followed up.

"Uh, that's right?"

Could it be that he practices the Martial Dao method from another ancient world?

"What does it mean?" The middle-aged man looked at Lu Zheng up and down, his eyes flashed, and he couldn't help but asked doubtfully, "Brother, you don't practice Taekwondo, right?"

Taekwondo is now blooming all over China, and it is also known to have amazing actual combat capabilities. And because it is from the country of Bangzi, it is despised by some Chinese fighting enthusiasts.

So when the middle-aged man looked at Lu Zheng, who was fair and tender, and had a plain face, he doubted that Lu Zheng was a "master" taught by Taekwondo.

"No." Lu Zheng grinned.

Although Lu Zheng doesn't think much of Taekwondo's so-called actual combat ability, the fact that it is so popular at least has its merits and cannot be looked down upon.

For example, clear segmentation, such as producing results really quickly, such as being handsome, etc.

…

"Lao Du!" A rough voice sounded behind Lu Zheng, "Is this the little brother Lin Wan brought?"

Lu Zheng turned around when he heard the sound and saw a black tower approaching.

Standing 1.9 meters tall, with broad shoulders and thick arms, he looked like a humanoid ferocious beast. If the modern building materials were not strong, if he were placed in an ancient high-rise, the attic boards would probably creak under his feet.

Looking upward, Lu Zheng's eyes also caught the appearance of Heita.

He has thick eyebrows and big eyes, a square nose and a wide mouth, broad cheeks and square face, and a stubble of beard almost covers his face.

The initial impression given to Lu Zheng is the following words: Big! black! thick!

Pooh!

"curator!"

"Director Lu!"

The visitor was none other than Lu Tieling, the owner of this fighting fitness club.

Because his predecessor was a fighting gym, he was used to being called the gym manager.

"Director Lu."

At this time, Lin Wan had finished warming up and came up to say hello.

"Lin Wan, your friend? You also play fighting?" Lu Tieling asked.

"Yeah." Lin Wan nodded, and then introduced the two of them to each other.

"Lu Tieling, the director of the club, is a very nice person."

"Lu Zheng, my friend, used to practice by himself."

"Nice to meet you!" Lu Tieling extended his hand.

Lu Zheng also stretched out his hand and held his hands.

There was no legendary hand-holding test, the two just shook hands normally.

"I don't know what Brother Lu practices. Boxing? Wrestling? Sanda? Free fighting, or traditional martial arts?"

"It's considered a traditional martial art."

Although "Eighteen Styles of Danshan" is a martial art from the Jing Dynasty, it is also a traditional martial arts, and the basic sword skills he practiced are not to mention proper traditional Chinese martial arts.

"Is it really traditional martial arts? Routines, or combined with Sanda?"

"It's a combination of Sanda."

"Yes, yes, why do you mean every word?" The middle-aged man Lao Du couldn't help complaining.

Lin Wan smiled on the side. Even according to Lu Zheng's description yesterday, it was indeed just a guess, because Lu Zheng was really practicing blindly.

"Okay, I've warmed up, Lu Zheng, let's go on stage first," Lin Wan said.

"good!"

Lin Wan and Lu Zheng entered the ring, and Lu Tieling and Lao Du could only end the conversation, but they did not disperse. Instead, they both stood under the stage, preparing to watch.

And some women headed by Jiang Lingling who were working out or learning some fighting and self-defense techniques also gathered around.

In addition, some older men who were exercising nearby also came to watch the fun.

"Director, what do you think of this guy? I don't think he has any muscles at all?"

"That's not the case. This person's streamlined muscles are not from working out."

"oh?"

"But considering his size, he is definitely not strong. He should be an agility player."

"oh!"

"Really? How do you compare with you, the curator?" A young woman came up and asked delicately.

"Haha." Lu Tieling put his hands on his hips, "No matter how smart you are, you can only fight in the same weight class. Have you ever seen a heavyweight boxer and a lightweight boxer compete on the same stage?"

The thick upper arms and bulging chest muscles were full of strength, making the young woman swallow her saliva.

…

On the ring, both Lu Zheng and Lin Wan put on fingerless gloves and helmets.

Although they can't actually use protective gear, this is a mandatory safety rule and they will not ignore it.

"I'm ready." Lu Zheng nodded.

"drink!"

Lin Wan gave a soft drink, swung her calf, and kicked Lu Zheng's knee on the side.