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"Hey... Teacher, you have lost a lot of weight, but you look much more energetic than before." Ding Ming said in surprise.
"Really? It seems that practicing long boxing is still effective." Mark smiled.
"It is effective. Teacher, I feel that my physical strength has recovered very well recently." Ding Ming said with a smile.
"That's good. You can exercise more if you have nothing to do. Don't think too much. You have too many distracting thoughts." Mark said with a smile.
"Okay. Teacher, I have already talked to Coach Wu and he won't cause trouble."
"Mr. Ding, actually it would be good for me to have a fight with Coach Wu. This way, no matter what the result is, it can increase the popularity of the gym." Mark said casually. He has made a lot of money, and he urgently needs to find a rookie to abuse him. Although I don’t necessarily want many people to know about it, I still want to show it off.
"That's it. Teacher, I appreciate your kindness, but you and Coach Wu are both about forty years old. I don't want you to have any accidents due to the martial arts competition." Ding Ming said worriedly.
"Nothing goes wrong. He and I are both martial arts practitioners, so it's no problem to compete in martial arts between sixty and seventy years old." Mark said casually.
"Teacher, I know you are in good health, but we should be careful and try not to compete with each other," Ding Ming advised.
"It's okay. Look, if you need to compete, you don't have to push me away. Your teacher, I still have a few tricks up my sleeve, and I can't lose easily." Mark smiled.
"Okay, teacher, your body looks much stronger than mine." Ding Ming said a little girlishly.
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"Everyone follows me and starts to warm up."
"First move your wrists, ankles, and hip joints..."
"Practice martial arts with me, the first move..."
Half an hour later.
"Okay, everyone, take a rest."
Mark frowned and sat aside.
When we were practicing martial arts just now, half of the students looked wrong.
"despise."
"Yes, that's right, the students despise Mark a little."
"It must be because of Coach Wu's challenge. Although Ding Ming suppressed it, it still inevitably had an impact."
"I'm obviously a master, but I'm challenged by a rookie, yet I can't stand up to the challenge, and I'm despised by my own students. This is too irritating."
"No. My uncle can bear it, but my aunt can't. I have to find a way to prove my strength."
"Where are those people who practice Taekwondo? I'm going to challenge them."
Mark looked around and searched.
"No one. Ding Ming handled it neatly and neatly. None of the people practicing Taekwondo showed up."
"what should I do?"
Mark was a little worried. He urgently needed to prove his strength.
At this moment, some people wearing training uniforms came to the gym. The leader was a tall and strong man with thick eyebrows and big eyes.
"Teacher, what's wrong, someone from another gym is here to hold a martial arts training class." Ding Ming hurriedly came over and said.
"Are they here to challenge me?" Mark asked eagerly.
"It must be. This is going to be troublesome, teacher, why don't you get out of the way first." Ding Ming said anxiously.
"No need. I just know them well." Mark smiled.
"Teacher, the leader is Sun Long. He is thirty years old and very difficult to mess with." Ding Ming said worriedly.
"Don't be afraid, you have to trust Teacher Qi." Mark smiled slightly and went straight to meet him.
"Teacher, hey, you have to be careful." Ding Ming also followed.
Before anyone could speak, Mark spoke first, "Sun Long, are you here to challenge me?"
"That's right. You must be Master Ma. I work at Dali Gym and I also run a traditional martial arts class. I came here today to learn from Master Ma." Sun Long said loudly. As soon as he said this, everyone in the gym gathered around.
"It's easy to talk. Let's sign a disclaimer first, and then compete in the ring." Mark said happily. He looked eager to try, a little impatient.
"Oh? Master Ma is quite a cheerful person. Then sign the disclaimer." Sun Long was slightly startled and said with a smile.
There was a young man behind him carrying a big bag.
The young man directly took out a few pieces of paper with a disclaimer on them.
Sun Long signed directly.
Ding Ming watched a little anxiously, but he had nothing to do. Mark spoke too fast just now, everything was a foregone conclusion and it was difficult to change.
"You're well prepared. Come on, sign it for me." Mark smiled. He signed and stamped it cleanly.
"Master Ma is a cheerful person. Let me tell you the truth. It was Coach Wu from your gym who asked me to challenge you. I won't bully you. Master Ma is over forty years old and his physical strength is not as good as that of young people. Our time for each round will be reduced by one." Minutes, and besides, I can attack without using my legs." Sun Long laughed. He saw that Mark was not as afraid to fight as Coach Wu said, and he looked cheerful and cheerful. He felt that Mark had a good temper and didn't hide anything. He told him everything.
"It turns out to be Coach Wu. He must have misunderstood something. It's not that I don't agree to compete with him. I just want to be more formal and at least sign a disclaimer or something." Mark laughed.
"It should be like this. Master Ma is right." Sun Long nodded.
"Then let's start the martial arts competition." Mark smiled.
"Okay. Coach Ma please." Sun Long said loudly.
"Please." Mark smiled.
"Teacher, is it okay for you to compete like this?" Ding Ming grabbed Mark and asked.
"It's okay. By the way, you ask the gym staff to maintain order. In addition, individuals are not allowed to secretly take videos of our competition. We and the people at Dali Gym can have dedicated people take pictures, but they are not allowed to be disseminated privately," Mark warned. .
"Okay, teacher, I'll make arrangements right away." Ding Ming responded hurriedly. When things came to a head, he couldn't stop the competition.
Neither Mark nor Sun Long entered the ring immediately. They had to prepare first, change clothes and so on.
In the arena.
"Everyone, today's competition is not open to the public. Please consciously put your mobile phones away and do not take private videos or photos. Otherwise, I will pursue legal responsibility." Ding Ming shouted.
He shouted from the ring, and the staff below also helped maintain order on the scene. Most people are more conscious. Only a few people are smart and want to take pictures secretly, but the staff see and stop them.
"Everyone, for the sake of fairness, our freshman gym and Dali Gym will have dedicated personnel to take videos of the competition. Please get out of the way." Ding Ming continued to shout.
When he said this, those who were a little dissatisfied just now suddenly had nothing to say.
After a while.
Mark entered the ring first. He was wearing a white traditional martial arts training suit, with his chest straightened out and his back straight. He looked very heroic, but he was a little older.
Sun Long also stood on the ring. He was wearing a vest and big pants, which looked a bit like he was practicing traditional martial arts, but more like he was practicing Sanda and boxing.
The gym has a dedicated boxing coach named Yang Maolin. He served as referee on an interim basis.
"You two, you can't hit during the competition... Do you want to wear boxing gloves?" Yang Maolin asked after a few words.
"No need, we are doing traditional martial arts, not boxing." Mark said casually.
"Coach Ma, it's easy to get injured if you don't wear gloves, so it's better to wear them," Yang Maolin reminded. He has a good relationship with Mark, so he gave me an extra reminder.
"Look at him, I can do it." Mark said nonchalantly.
"Then put it on." Sun Long said. He was afraid of accidentally hurting Mark.
"Okay." Mark smiled. He felt that Sun Long was very wise. If he put on gloves, Sun Long would at least not have to break his bones.
