The era of high martial arts

With a grimace on her face, Gou Yu slowly walked onto the ring.

This is not Li Changan's previous electronic simulation battle. It is a real confrontation, with fists and fists. In addition, the instructor and Gou Yu have a deep relationship, so they probably need to be taken good care of by the instructor.

"A warrior must fight, show your momentum." the instructor shouted.

Gouyu had been in the army for a long time. The instructor shouted and he quickly integrated in. He clenched his fists tightly and rushed over with three steps at a time.

"Trash, that's all you have?" The instructor didn't even move, but squeezed Gou Yu's fist with one hand.

Genius students in the late stage of meditation may be able to defeat the early stage of ancient martial arts, but they are far from the opponents of late stage ancient martial arts.

The higher the realm, the greater the gap between realms. After all, people who can reach high realms are not mediocre. Maybe when their realm is low, they can fight enemies across realms.

The instructor did not specifically ask Gou Yu to fight directly with his late-stage ancient martial arts strength. Perhaps it was not called a fight, but just unilateral abuse.

Even though Gou Yu used martial arts, he was still no match for the instructor and was quickly defeated.

The only improvement was that this time Gou Yu did not fall down directly after using the martial arts, but his face was pale and all the strength in his body was drained.

The instructor looked at Gou Yu coldly for a few seconds, then jumped up and left the arena. He had no intention of abusing other people.

Gou Yu also slowly walked down from the arena, no one laughed at him. If you have the courage to confront people in the late stage of ancient martial arts in the late stage of meditation, you are worthy of praise from others.

On the other side, Ximenyu finally finished four hundred push-ups and returned to the arena.

He is full of confidence. He must look good to Li Changan this time, and he must get back what he lost.

"Tell the instructor, I want to challenge Li Changan."

"Yeah." The instructor nodded in agreement.

Ximen Yu also jumped up, turned around in the air, and landed on the arena in a cool way.

As for Ximen Yu's follower Xiao Chang, he originally wanted to remind Ximen Yu a few words, but after seeing the instructor's cold eyes, he held his words back.

Li Changan did not jump in as fancy as Ximen Yu, but walked to the edge of the arena in a few steps, lifted the ropes, and got in.

"I'm afraid you don't know. Just the day before yesterday, I broke through the barrier of 1,499 kilograms. Now my strength is 1,530 kilograms." Ximen Yu said with confidence.

Don't underestimate this difficulty. Breaking through 1,500 kilograms can cause changes in the body of people in the late stage of meditation. After all, at this point, the requirements for breaking through the ancient martial arts realm have been met.

What Ximenyu didn't know was that besides him, the students below and the instructors all knew that Li Changan had also broken through this barrier.

Gouyu also fell into deep thought. The two people who once advanced together have made breakthroughs, but he is still standing still. It seems that he must work harder.

Li Changan has no bad taste in pretending to be a pig and eating the tiger, but he really can't stand Ximen Yu's face.

Before Ximen Yu was ready, Li Changan rushed forward quickly and used martial arts directly.

"The tiger comes out of the mountain."

Li Changan seemed to have the shadow of a fierce tiger on his body. He rushed in front of Ximenyu in an instant and punched Ximenyu in the face.

"Well, it hasn't started yet. I'm not sure yet..."

Ximenyu fell down again, and Li Changan turned around and walked off the ring.

The students below were all shocked and speechless.

"Continue to fight in actual combat." The instructor yelled.

While the students were not paying attention, the instructor secretly thought that he was a good seedling and should focus on cultivating it...

Li Changan had no idea about this, and his dark practical training class was about to come.

Time passed by at night, and Li Changan went to Zhang Jun's house again.

Zhang Jun was not at home this time, the housekeeper Lao Fu was very enthusiastic, and Xiao Ran's attitude towards Li Changan was surprisingly good.

"Two hundred sandbags." Li Changan ordered.

"Ah, two hundred more blows." Xiaoran was still a little reluctant.

"To give you a foundation, go ahead."

Master Jiejie did the same thing at that time. It would definitely be good to put more sandbags on him. What a rich kid like Xiaoran lacks most is a foundation.

As for the others, those teachers were much better than Li Changan and taught better.

For example, the Imperial No. 1 Middle School where Xiaoran went to spent a lot of money to recruit several teachers from the Imperial University of Martial Arts to teach. The teachers were among the best among all the middle schools in the country.

While he was thinking, Li Changan's personal terminal suddenly rang.

When I opened it, I found a text message saying that 8 million had been transferred.

The name of the transferor, Li Changan, is naturally familiar.

"Uncle Fu, are you going to pay me my salary in advance?" Li Changan asked with a smile.

"After you used Master's simulated combat machine to fight against people last night, a live broadcast company took a fancy to you and wanted to sign you. This eight million is the signing fee for you."

"Ah, I didn't want to go." Li Changan was surprised.

His classes are very tight. If he comes out to tutor Xiaoran at night, he has already wasted Li Changan's training time. If he goes to live broadcast again, it will be even more of a waste of time.

Although money is important, strength is more important.

As long as you have strength, money and status will naturally come to you.

Li Chang'an doesn't know about others, but every time Zhang Feiyu goes outside the base, he kills monsters and sells them for at least tens of millions.

Cultivation is naturally the first priority. Li Changan is willing to come here as a tutor. On the one hand, making money is on the one hand. On the other hand, the training room at Zhang Jun's house is really good. While helping Xiaoran practice, it is also good for himself.

"Uncle Fu, please give this money back." Since you don't want to be a host for others, it's not good to keep the money yourself.

"After giving it away, there is no reason to give it back. Besides, even if it is given back, they wouldn't dare to ask for it."

Although Uncle Fu said it with a smile, his words were domineering.

"Then I would be disrespectful."

Since there's nothing wrong, don't take it for free. Li Changan happily accepted it.

How does it feel to get eight million? Li Changan couldn't describe it, but the smile on his face never stopped for a moment.

"Then Chang'an, you should teach the young lady first, I'm going out."

…

Hitting a sandbag two hundred times is not an easy task, especially for the eldest lady Xiaoran.

Half an hour later, Xiaoran walked up to Li Changan panting, "The beating is over, I'm going to take a rest."

"I'll give you ten minutes to rest. Come down and let's simulate actual combat." Li Changan took out an electronic watch and started timing.

"Ah? No, brother Chang'an, just let me rest for a while." Xiaoran started acting coquettishly.

Li Changan didn't accept this trick, "I'll wait for you first."

On the one hand, playing sandbags is to lay the foundation, and on the other hand, it can also cultivate people's endurance.