Chapter 358

Several strong people are practicing with barbells. In the middle of the field are several large cushions. Some people are fighting and practicing boxing in pairs. These people don't wear standard boxing gloves, but those that show half a finger when they wear them. Of course, they

They all wear hoods.

The Third Master of Zhao looked at Qiu Yun's surprised appearance and nodded with satisfaction.

The door behind him was closed. Third Master Zhao asked, "how about this place?"

Qiu Yun said truthfully, "very good."

It seems that none of these pairs of practitioners has any airs. More than half of them can see that the foundation is quite good at a glance.

A burst of drinking attracted their attention. A man with bare upper body and black shorts was pounding with a sandbag.

The man's shot was swift and fierce. It was a very rare fast. It was like a storm. The sandbags were banging.

At last, he took a deep breath and suddenly punched, and the sandbag was hit and swayed in the air.

Third master Zhao noticed that Qiu Yun was staring at the young man. He couldn't help laughing and asked, "he can be said to be the best young man here. What do you think?"

Qiu Yun shook his head slightly.

The old man still wants to let him back out of difficulties, but it's a pity that he doesn't look good enough.

This man's boxing and body method are very good, and what he plays is not ordinary flower boxing and embroidered legs.

But his fatal weakness is that he is not solid enough.

Attack is not what the movie says, the sooner the better. It is true that rapid action can take advantage of the same force. But most people can only mobilize one-third of their strength when they swing their fist quickly. It is still inevitable to suffer losses in the face of a truly lethal opponent.

After all, even if you can hit 800 punches, it's useless to be knocked down.

Seeing that Qiu Yun did not speak, Third Master Zhao thought the other party had been bullied, and immediately nodded with satisfaction:

"Young people nowadays are no better than us, and few are willing to bear hardships. As you know, it's no use just having lofty words to eat this bowl of rice, let alone making a decision. Although old 61 emphasizes that you are a good seedling again, if you don't have the ability, you can only do external business. Human feelings belong to human feelings, and rules belong to rules. It's not that I don't read old love, but that I must not break the rules! Besides, if you don't have such strong skills, you can only go out

Die. Do you understand? "

"I've been wandering the Jianghu with my master since I was a child. Naturally, I understand this."

"Well, just now you said that even the people of the Qinghong gang can be worth five when they were young. The so-called hearing is false and seeing is true. What do you think compared with them?"

So far, the fox tail of Third Master Zhao finally came out completely.

The old man never gave up any chance to exclude him.

Unfortunately, since he has the intention to recognize Yiyi, he can't push himself out too far.

Qiu Yun looked at the people on the training ground. He can't be too arrogant at the moment. Third master Zhao is suspicious by nature. He is too powerful and is destined to be killed. If you are too modest, you may not enter each other's interior at all.

Qiu Yunshi continued to keep silent. If the enemy doesn't move, I'll see what tricks the old fox wants to play.

Seeing Qiu Yun's silence, the Third Master of Zhao raised a deep smile on his face.

Then he clapped his hands three times, and everyone in the room immediately gathered together.

Just now they stood aside and looked at each other, and no one was distracted. However, now third master Zhao just slapped, and these people gathered quickly. Obviously, after careful training, it is by no means a mob.

"Xiao Da, come here."

The man who had just hit the sandbag heard Third Master Zhao call him and immediately came out of the crowd.

"This is the new brother. You can compete with him."

The Third Master of Zhao drew a stroke in the direction of Qiu Yun, and then said, "it stops at the point. Not too much. "

The young man nodded and gave Qiu Yun a provocative look.

Ah, just now the old man said that the other party was the most powerful of the group, but now he wants to compete with himself. Isn't it obvious to drive people out?

Qiu Yun did not rush to fight, but turned his eyes to the shaking sandbag and said, "I haven't practiced in this situation, and I don't know enough about here. Just now, this brother's boxing is very good. I don't think we need to fight each other. Just compare it. "

"Hehe, little brother, your tone is not small. Xiao Da's fist is the fastest here. If you can beat him, you really have two brushes! "

Said a tough man.

Some of the others showed a bright smile, some showed disdain, and some looked at the young man with great concern, as if they wanted to find something different from him.

Unfortunately, except for the clothes that didn't fit, they couldn't see anything special about the boy.

Qiu Yun slowly put his satchel on the ground, took the fist handed over by a big man, and slowly walked towards the sandbag.

The crowd automatically separated a way for him, and Qiu Yun who walked past could clearly detect the hostility in the line of sight behind him.

Unity, discipline, serious xenophobia. This is all Qiu Yun's impressions here so far.

Anyone would be embarrassed at the moment. In an unfriendly environment, people with strong psychological quality will be at a loss.

At this moment, Qiu Yun's heart made a decision.

Since you want to speak with strength, let them have a look.

If you can't shock these people, I'm afraid the best position he can have is to sell cars outside. It's useless to stay!

Thinking of this, Qiu Yun threw his fists aside and walked over barehanded.

Boxing and leg techniques in ancient martial arts are very exquisite things, but one thing is the most important and easily ignored, that is power.

The strength of a punch is not determined by the strength of your arm, but whether the strength of your waist, legs and whole body can be hit together at the same time.

If you only use the strength of your arm, no matter how fast it is, it's useless. Because it is likely that when you attack, the other party has killed you!

At the thought of this, Qiu Yun's eyes suddenly opened and a violent drink sounded. He didn't urge his internal power. He just hit the sandbag with physical Kung Fu!

Different from the man before, the sandbag hardly shook after Qiu Yun stopped.

For a time, no one spoke, and the scene was quiet and strange.

Later, I didn't know who began to laugh, and then many people began to laugh.

"I thought this boy had some skills. I can't even beat a sandbag! "

"No wonder I have to dare to touch Xiaoda. If you go up like this, you can climb down without being beaten."

"Ha ha ha!"

"Third Master, the people you brought this time are different. The level difference is too far."

While everyone was talking, Qiu Yun, standing in front of the sandbag, suddenly turned around and smiled strangely.

Everyone was stunned by the smile, but then they found that they could no longer laugh. At the moment, the sandbag behind the young man burst with "Bo Bo Bo". The thick leather on the surface cracked several small wounds inch by inch, and then the wound gradually became larger. The sand and gravel inside flowed out like a waterfall, and in a flash

Ground!

One punch broke the sandbag. What magic power is this?

The people were surprised and couldn't close their mouths, but suddenly found that they couldn't make any sound.

The pouring sand is like silently laughing at the people present. It is not until a long time later that someone finds his voice.

"How, how is it possible..."

Qiu Yun's face still didn't seem to have any expression. He just lightly picked up the boxer thrown on the ground, and then shook the gravel on it and gave it back to the borrower.

The man's mouth was wide open and his eyes would not move.

It was not until Qiu Yun put his gloves in his hand that he bounced up as if he had been electrocuted:

"Shit! You! Are you a monster! "

Without even warming up, I blew up the sandbag with one punch!

His words seem to indirectly remind other people that it is well known that hitting a heavy fist requires certain conditions. Even some boxers can't hit a heavy fist instantly.

They need time to mobilize every muscle and joint until their whole body reaches the most perfect level before they can punch hard in their best state.

What does Qiu Yungang's behavior mean, that he can stand still and turn the enemy's head into tofu with one punch!

When the crowd looked at Qiu Yun again this time, their eyes had changed from indifference to extreme heat!

Many people followed Qiu Yun's example and threw their fists on the ground, but Qiu Yun just smiled and didn't stop it. When they know it hurts, they will bring it back.

"Hahaha, good!"

The Third Master of Zhao, who had been standing in the rear, suddenly laughed loudly. He had a smile on his face, but his eyes could not show the meaning of happiness.

He walked up to Qiu Yun and patted him on the shoulder: "no wonder Lao Liu praised you so much. Your boxing is really good. From today on, you will stay here! "

Although he tried his best to hide it, Qiu Yun saw through Zhao Sanye's unnaturalness at a glance.

Obviously, this man is in contradiction.

If Qiu Yun is only a person with little ability, he will accept him as his subordinate if he doesn't care. But now that he has shown his hand here, Third Master Zhao can no longer underestimate him.

Coupled with Zhao Yiyi's seeming closeness to him, it's not too hard to describe Zhao Sanye's smile with rigidity at the moment. It's an embarrassment. However, Qiu Yun did not refute the meaning of Third Master Zhao. For Qiu Yun, these are not indifferent things.