A few days later, Lin Feng's neck injury was almost healed. Although the scars and bruises were still there, he could train normally.
After lunch, he thought that the annual fee for his martial arts gym was about to expire. Lin Feng wanted to seize the time to train a few more times before the annual fee expired. After all, money cannot be wasted.
Lin Feng was already hesitant to renew because of his last failure. The annual fee would be a big expense, and he felt that the martial arts coach's teachings were not very useful.
He wanted to become Bu Ying's teacher and learn from him, but his level was too high and his strength was too great, so he wouldn't play with him at all.
It would be a pity to stop practicing like this. After all, the Dragon Ape Martial Arts Hall is very powerful among the nearby martial arts halls. If you don't practice here, Lin Feng will look down on other places.
Although practicing martial arts at home every day can improve your level, it can only improve your physical fitness and proficiency in fists, kicks, and other skills. It will definitely be no problem against ordinary people.
But if you want to deal with powerful masters, you still need to practice with master coaches or other high-level students in a martial arts hall.
First of all, there is an atmosphere in the martial arts gym, and secondly, by sparring with different people, the actual combat level improves quickly.
It seems that when I go to training today, I want to ask around to find out which coaches have worked in dangerous professions such as guards, bodyguards, and rangers. Those who come out here should be rich in actual combat experience, just like Bu Ying is a professional guard, Lin Feng thought while thinking. Run towards the martial arts hall.
Lin Feng's home is more than 20 miles away from the martial arts gym. Taking a carriage there is very expensive. Lin Feng always runs there and then runs back after training. He is almost exhausted at first. When he is tired, he can only run and walk.
Later, I got used to it while running around, and now I don’t feel anything at all. I just have to eat a lot more when I go home. Fortunately, I earn enough money and I can still afford the noodles.
It was just after noon when we arrived at the martial arts gym, so there were very few people in the martial arts gym. Only a few were either in the equipment area or sparring with the coaches in the ring. Only at night is when there are the most people.
Lin Feng took out the Long Yuan Martial Arts Hall card and handed it to the little girl in front of the door. The little girl was in a daze, not knowing what she was thinking.
"Please, help me sign." Lin Feng saw that the little girl didn't notice him and called out.
"Oh, okay, your name is Lin Feng, right?" The little girl was startled. She looked up and saw that it was not the curator, and then she felt relieved.
"How do you know my name is Lin Feng?" Lin Feng was very surprised. He and the little girl were not familiar with each other. He had never spoken to her before, and he had never paid close attention to her. When he saw it today, he found that the little girl was quite pretty, with regular features. She has fair skin, a small nose and mouth, slender fingers, and a tall and plump figure.
Lin Feng sighed for a while, why didn't he notice it before? It seems that there is not a lack of beauty in life, but a lack of eyes to discover beauty.
"Tch, I've grown eyes, a mouth and ears, okay." The little girl looked at Lin Feng with contempt, as if he was an idiot.
"Beauty, can I ask you a question?"
"You want to ask me what my name is? You wouldn't know if I guessed it. My name is Rongrong. Hehe." The little girl covered her mouth and smiled softly, like a kitten.
"Your name is Velvet, oh, why not Maomaoqiu?" Lin Feng was surprised. It was the first time he heard someone with this name.
"Go away, I'll cut you off!" The little girl got angry, baring her teeth and claws and angrily saying, "I am Rong with a cursive prefix and a face."
"Oh, that's right, no, you messed me up, okay? I want to ask you other questions, okay?" Lin Feng found that he had been successfully led astray by the little girl Rongrong, and almost fell into the ditch.
"Tch, don't ask, I don't know." The little girl Rongrong was obviously unhappy.
Seeing that he still wanted to ask for help, Lin Feng hurriedly apologized: "I'm sorry, I was wrong, I was joking, Rongrong, this name is so nice, so nice. This is the first time I have heard such a nice name."
"I believe you are a big-headed idiot." Miss Rongrong looked at Lin Feng's nonsense with disdain.
"Ask, we agreed, just one, you are not allowed to ask my personal questions." Rongrong said with a ruthless expression.
"Okay, I admit defeat. I just want to ask the martial arts coaches in the gym if they have ever been a guard? Or a bodyguard? Or a ranger?" Lin Feng knew that the rhythm of the conversation should not be controlled by the little girl. Go, otherwise you will be dragged down to the same IQ level as her, and then you will definitely lose at this level.
"What is this? It's a storyteller. I've never heard of any martial arts coach doing this. Are you stupid for asking this idiot question?" The little girl Rongrong looked at Lin Feng speechlessly.
"Hey, that's not right. Look at how famous our martial arts gym is. I guess there should be martial arts coaches who have served as guards. Otherwise, we won't be so famous, right?" Lin Feng was about to give up when he suddenly said again.
"You know something, our curator's father was very powerful back then." Rongrong said proudly, as if you don't know.
"Well, how old is the old man?" Lin Feng felt that the chance was slim.
"That's weird. He's not my father. How do I know how old he is?"
The little girl Rongrong was completely overwhelmed by Lin Feng's question: "Where are these things? You are here to find your godfather, right?"
"You're the one looking for a godfather... Oao, I'm not talking about you." Seeing Rongrong opening her hands to catch him, Lin Feng hurriedly surrendered: "Um, the last question, where is the curator's father? "
"You don't know, it's Uncle Tong who sweeps the floor. Didn't I tell you that you are stupid?" Rongrong looked confused.
"Thank you, I would like to thank you for treating me to dinner when I have time." Lin Feng ran away in a hurry, casually making an empty promise to treat you to a meal, with no intention of fulfilling it.
From Lin Feng's point of view, the little girl was unfamiliar with him, so how could he actually invite her to dinner? It was impossible to even think about it.
"Hey, that's not right. Isn't it the last question? How many questions have you asked?" The little girl Rongrong shouted at Lin Feng's back with a messy face.
"Don't worry, I don't care!"
"roll!"
Lin Feng went all the way to the backyard warehouse of the martial arts hall and found Uncle Tong who was lying on the rocking chair. Uncle Tong looked about fifty years old. He was only six feet tall and thin. He was wearing some old clothes and pants. , with a kind and quiet look on his face.
Lin Feng didn't see at all what kind of master Uncle Tong was. How powerful an old man could be. He just wanted to find out what was going on in the martial arts gym. Little girl Rongrong was stupid. She believed whatever others said. It was impossible to understand what was going on in the martial arts gym. The situation is true.
"Uncle Tong, how are you always?" Lin Feng's mouth was sweet.
"Xiao Lin, I'm fine, but I have some old problems." Uncle Tong looked up and saw that it was Lin Feng: "What's wrong with your face and neck?"
"Hey, don't mention it. After practicing for so many years, in the mountains and forests, I was able to knock people down with just one kick, and my face was scraped on the branches while dodging." Lin Feng heard this and told the truth with a frustrated look.
"Who beat you? With your skills, no one in the surrounding villages should be so powerful." Uncle Tong continued to ask.
"A young lady from a rich family and his bodyguard were being chased by bad guys. I was passing by and was attacked by a man. He knocked me to the ground on the spot and my neck was almost broken. It was so cruel. I had nothing to do with him. There is no grudge." Lin Feng became more and more excited as he spoke, but he did not mention that Bu Ying killed the other person.
"I see, how could an ordinary person beat you like this?" Uncle Tong said with a sudden look on his face: "The other party should be a first-class killer. It's not unusual to have such skills."
"No, Uncle Tong, am I that bad? Or are the martial arts instructors in our martial arts gym just teaching showmanship, or they haven't taught me my real skills?" Lin Feng felt very aggrieved.
"The martial arts coaches are all capable, but they have never experienced real combat. Based on my experience, they are no match for the person who attacked you." Uncle Tong said directly.
"Then how can I surpass the person who attacked me? Otherwise, if I encounter such a powerful person next time, I won't know how I will die." Lin Feng thought to himself, but he did not include the flying knife martial arts and earth spiritual power. Inside, after all, these are not learned in the martial arts hall.
Lin Feng thought that Uncle Tong should be well-informed and give him some answers, considering his age.
