I open a martial arts gym in Meiman

With a "Bang!" sound, a powerful and heavy fist hit Huang Wen's head, causing him to lose consciousness and pass out.

I don't know how long it took, but Huang Wen woke up and opened his eyes drowsily. He suddenly felt a sharp pain in his head, and then two memories merged into Huang Wen's head.

One part was Huang Wen's original memory. After he was knocked unconscious by a fist, he watched from another perspective as his body fell to the ground and was carried away on a stretcher.

However, no matter how hard Huang Wen struggled, he could not return to his body. He could only watch as he was declared dead, and then a suction force made him lose consciousness again.

The other part is a memory that does not belong to Huang Wen. Although he is also called Huang Wen, he is a Chinese living in Chinatown in the United States. His father is Huang Hong, who runs a martial arts school. His mother passed away early.

Ten days ago, Huang Wen's father, Huang Hong, for unknown reasons, competed with foreigners and signed a life-and-death certificate.

In the ring, although Huang Hong won, he did not kill him. His last killing finger stopped.

Under the ring, Huang Hong was happily preparing to return to the martial arts gym. He wanted to use this victory as a fourth-degree black belt in karate to promote his martial arts gym and recruit new disciples to the already deserted martial arts gym.

However, before Huang Hong could walk back to the martial arts gym, his life was taken away by a sudden bullet.

Huang Wen finished the funeral in a daze and inherited Huang Hong's inheritance, martial arts school and some money. However, because he kept thinking about revenge, he didn't eat or drink all day long. Finally, the string in his heart broke and his consciousness

Dissipation leads to brain death…

"In other words, I traveled through time?" Huang Wen finished sorting out his memories and looked at his hands in confusion, "Am I still called Huang Wen? Have I become Chinese in the United States?"

"Oh, it's really Free America. There are gun battles every day. Before the consciousness dissipated, I still left a last wish, to take revenge and to promote the martial arts hall..."

"But, I don't even know who your enemy is. You haven't eaten or drank all day, and you haven't found any clues. You just suspect that it's the foreigner in the ring, and there is no evidence..."

"Also, I don't know the martial arts in this martial arts school! By the way, doesn't this body die if you don't eat or drink? Why can't I feel weak?"

Huang Wen stood up slowly, frowning and feeling his body, getting familiar with his strength, trying to punch and kick, and stopped after a while.

This body has very good qualities in all aspects. He is worthy of being the son of a martial artist who runs a martial arts school. He is much stronger than Huang Wen's body before time travel. The most important thing is his height and appearance, which is the same as his own.

In his previous life, Huang Wen was a fitness enthusiast. He was only twenty-five years old and had seven years of fitness experience. If he didn't practice for a day, he would feel uncomfortable all over his body.

By chance, Huang Wen was led into an underground world by the Sanda coach at his gym, which turned out to be a legendary place for black boxing!

When he first saw black boxing, Huang Wen was so excited that he couldn't help but join in and sign up for the competition.

At the beginning, Huang Wen relied on his years of fitness and excellent physical fitness to achieve a small winning streak.

However, whether he offended the organizer or had bad luck, Huang Wen met a real master, a martial arts master who was said to be a Xingyiquan practitioner and had been practicing for fifteen years!

Although Huang Wen has some Sanda skills, he also followed the tutorials on the Internet, studied some Chuanwu boxing techniques, and even came into contact with a little bit of Xingyiquan.

However, how can this little skill compare with someone who has actually practiced killing moves?

As the saying goes, if you don’t go out for ten years in Tai Chi, you can beat people to death in one year with Xing Yi!

Huang Wen saw how terrifying the Xingyiquan killing move was after practicing it for fifteen years.

After only two moves, Huang Wen's arm could no longer exert any strength, and then he was hit hard on the head by a punch, causing the time-travel situation.

"Wing Chun!" Huang Wen came back to his senses and sighed with some emotion. Yes, the martial arts taught in Huang Wen's martial arts gym is exactly Wing Chun, the Wing Chun of Ip Man.

"Is this also a kind of fate?" Huang Wen couldn't help but murmur. He and Ye Wen also belong to the Wen generation. If they were placed in Xiaopozhan's spoof video, he could also compete with Ye Wen, Hong Wen and Luo Wen.

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Huang Wen walked downstairs. Their martial arts gym has two floors. The second floor has four bedrooms, plus a kitchen, living room, dining room, and bathroom for each bedroom.

Downstairs, there is a 200-square-meter practice room with many wooden dummies and various fitness equipment and equipment.

For an American Chinese in Chinatown, he is already doing well. Mainly because of the Kung Fu craze in the United States in the past few years, Huang Hong made a lot of money. However, as the Kung Fu craze subsided, the number of martial arts schools also increased.

It's getting more deserted.

As for the fitness equipment in the practice room, of course Huang Hong added it himself in order to attract more students. Even if you don't practice boxing, it can be used as a gym. This can be regarded as a change in poverty. People always have to eat.

Yes.

But unfortunately, before this change brought benefits to Huang Hong, he encountered an unexpected incident.

Huang Wen looked at the familiar fitness equipment around him and quickly started practicing. It was just like what Huang Wen had just felt. In his previous life, Huang Wen usually practiced with 50kg dumbbells, but now, he uses 65kg dumbbells.

I didn't feel strenuous.

What's even more exaggerated is the bench press. The bench press strength of this body has reached an astonishing 300 kilograms. You know, Huang Wen's world record in his previous life was only about 455 kilograms!

"Holy shit, how did you practice this? Is Wing Chun so powerful?" Huang Wen finished a circle of practice and tested his strength. He was shocked. In Huang Wen's impression, Wing Chun was so powerful.

This is not a power-based boxing technique!

"I searched the entire fitness circle in my previous life, but there was no such a powerful master, right? Even those fitness fanatics wearing super-American tights couldn't do this, right? Maybe only the coach who uprooted the weeping willows could do it.

This is so powerful!”

The coach Huang Wen mentioned was the head coach of the gym in his previous life. His arms were thicker than normal people's thighs. Huang Wen once looked at him and picked up a 60-kilogram barbell with one hand. Yes, it was a barbell, not a dumbbell.

From then on, in Huang Wen's mind, the head coach was Lin Daiyu who uprooted the weeping willow... Ahem, no, it was Lu Zhishen!

"Bang!" Just after Huang Wen had just finished testing his strong physical fitness, a loud noise came and the door of the martial arts gym was kicked open.

A tall foreigner, about 1.9 meters tall, walked in. He was half a head taller than Huang Wen, who was 1.81 meters tall. The moment the foreigner walked in, Huang Wen recognized him. He was

The foreigner who lost to Huang Hong in the ring was Benson.