After Mo Langqin entered the fighting gym, he had a three-minute discussion with the person in charge, and then Mo Langqin handed Yun Qishen and Ji Qi to the head coach of the fighting gym.
The head coach, Gao Ma, Dawu Dasan, has a thick complexion with a healthy bronze color. He is still sweating, making his whole body look shiny.
"From today on, I will be your fighting coach. In the next week, I will teach you some Sanda fighting techniques. I just heard from Xiao Mo that you two have basic skills. Why not take this opportunity to practice with our newcomers? I also want to know your strength."
The head coach called a man and a woman over.
Yun Qishen immediately noticed something was wrong.
"That coach...my man..."
Yun Qishen explained rationally, and only then did the head coach realize his mistake.
"Sorry, sorry, come here instead, Xiao Zhang." The head coach smiled apologetically, "Young man, you are really pretty."
"Ah."
Yun Qishen warned himself not to get angry.
Zuo Qi laughed out loud on the side, "Such misunderstandings really happen everywhere."
"You are the only one who talks a lot."
Yun Qishen took the opportunity to bump into Xie Qi, who laughed again.
"Why are you still laughing!"
"It's nothing, I just want to laugh."
"You will definitely die laughing the day you die!"
"ha."
After the two joked, they put on protective gear and prepared to practice.
The head coach stood aside and watched. The newcomers who had been trained by his teaching methods were already very good. It happened that he called them out to practice at this time, and by the way, he gave the two new students a lesson.
Yun Qishen looked around and found that Mo Langqin suddenly disappeared. He simply didn't care what happened to Mo Langqin.
Although the coach changed Yun Qishen's opponent, the opponent was still as skinny as a monkey. Yun Qishen was afraid that he would be injured if he made a move, which would be inappropriate.
In comparison, Xie Qi's opponent looked much stronger.
"Okay, let's start!"
As soon as the head coach's flute sounds, the competition officially begins.
To put it bluntly, the students trained by these systems all start with the same movements, so naturally they will imitate them in a decent manner.
Where do they have any Sanda foundation? To put it bluntly, there are more people being beaten. Mo Langqin may have said this for his own benefit.
When the head coach saw that Yun Qishen and the others had not taken the initiative to attack for the past half day, he started to grumble, "These two are quite calm, or do they not know how to attack?"
"cough!"
The head coach's cough was like a signal. After hearing it, the two students switched from defense to offense and punched Yun Qishen and the others.
Yun Qishen just subconsciously dodged and swung his fist, but he didn't expect it to hit him in the heart.
The opponent hunched over and fell down.
At the same time, the same situation happened to Hao Qi. Hao Qi resisted the opponent's attack with his fist and then hit the opponent's face with a straight punch.
Fortunately, both of them had controlled their intensity, otherwise they would have incurred medical expenses.
The head coach was also stunned in surprise. These two people are called basic?
No, no, no, I'll try with someone else. I want to see what kind of strength they have!
"Coach, I've tried it. When can you teach me?" Yun Qishen just wanted to learn some new attack moves quickly.
But in the face of absolute power, the moves are just fancy tricks.
The head coach smiled and said, "It's not that fast. I haven't seen the strength of either of you, and I don't know what intensity of training will be arranged for you."
"Hmm..." Yun Qishen took off his protective gear and thought for a moment, "The two of us may be in a hurry. What is the highest intensity training like here?"
"Everything must be done first. I see that the postures you two just performed were not very standard. No matter how high-intensity the contact is, it will not work if the basics are not good. It is better to practice the basics in the first three days, and I will teach you in the next four days. Skill?"
The coach is also afraid that something will happen, and he is also afraid that he will be taken away by others because he has no authority.
Yun Qishen saw the coach's concerns and agreed, while Ji Qi naturally had no objections.
After the coach guided Yun Qishen and the others on some basic movements, it was time for free practice.
I have to say that the instructor's teachings were indeed very good. With just a slight adjustment in his posture, Yun Qishen felt that he could pump his fist harder.
I need to contact you for physical skills. Should I not sign up for a swordsmanship class next time?
Just when Yun Qishen was thinking this, a bald man came over with several students.
"What's your name? You were so arrogant just now."
The bald man is young, only in his twenties.
Why did you shave your hair at such a young age? Tsk tsk tsk.
Yun Qishen answered calmly, "My name is Yun Qishen."
"They all call me Brother Peng, so you might as well call me Brother Peng. My brother sees that you are playing well and wants to compare notes with you. Do you think that's okay?"
The bald man sat next to Yun Qishen, "Although you have pretty features, I can't tell the difference in how I look at people. You must be very strong, and I like to fight against strong men."
"Thank you for the compliment, Brother Peng. It's just that I'm here to learn moves, and I don't want to fight with anyone casually." Yun Qishen rejected the bald man's invitation.
The bald man still didn't give up, "Hey! That's not right. Fighting competitions are also to increase practical experience. What you learn is definitely more valuable than what you learn from the coach."
"Oh? I'm a little interested in this. Brother Peng, do you want to compete now?" Yun Qishen smiled and clenched his fists.
"Of course not, wait until get out of class is over. You and your friends are waiting for me at the door, and I will take you to another place to call!"
The bald man was thinking about how to trick Yun Qishen and them. Yun Qishen knew his idea, and he also wanted to go out to practice his skills, so he agreed.
After practicing his kicks, Hao Qi came over to ask about Yun Qishen's situation.
Yun Qishen pointed at the bald man and said softly, "It seems that Mo Langqin is not only looking for the bronze head coach, he also found a way for us to make money. It just depends on our performance whether we can make money or not." ”
Qi Qi looked in the direction pointed by Yun Qishen, and found a tattoo on the shoulder of the bald man that seemed familiar to him.
"Bao Qi, what's wrong with you?" Yun Qishen patted Bao Qi curiously, and Bao Qi told him.
"Look at the tattoos on that man's arms."
Yun Qishen looked over, "What happened to the tattoo?"
"I also saw this tattoo when I was teasing those two sneaky guys the day before yesterday. It's exactly the same." Zuo Qi remembered that he only saw it because of the effect of the charged powder.
"The Sword Comes"
"So, they have a deeper motive for approaching us?" Yun Qishen narrowed his eyes and looked at the bald man, "It seems they are waiting for an opportunity to move and try their best to get us away from Lü Ren."
