Chapter 5 is broken, I am a sparring partner!
Especially when young men insult them, they suddenly appear and appear to be "standing up for them".
And they fought fiercely for several minutes, although Su Bei looked too miserable.
But warriors have blood in their hearts. Seeing this scene, instead of being afraid, it actually aroused their fighting spirit.
Feeling ashamed and angry at the same time, the two of them attacked from left and right, dragging the man into the battle again.
Su Bei was happy to be at ease. His family knew his own affairs. If it had been different before, he would have retreated long ago. But now his bones are different and his body is only slightly injured at most.
What's more, they gave too much.
Ten thousand an hour is not much different from robbing money.
[Rewards for "Practice a Thousand Times of Boxing" begin to be distributed]
And at the same time.
In Su Bei's mind, pictures of boxing training suddenly emerged. This boxing technique was just the most basic boxing technique. It was not even a boxing technique. It was more like a breakdown of moves.
Straight punch, swing punch, uppercut, tease punch, jab, whip punch, split punch, flick punch...
Every movement was extremely standard, as if measured with a ruler.
Dazzled.
Time also seems to be passing in the picture, spring, summer, autumn, winter, day and night, and it seems that it will never stop.
Su Bei's eyes were gradually drawn in, but his body was not idle, as if it was moving unconsciously following instinct.
And the picture in his mind became clearer and clearer, and the character's face became clearer and clearer, and finally it became Su Bei's own appearance.
From childhood to now.
It's like I gained more than ten years of boxing experience out of thin air!
Su Bei's boxing skills are not bad at all, and he has practiced all the basic boxing skills to perfection. With these experiences, he becomes more and more proficient between punches, and it seems that he is about to touch the state of perfection!
Martial arts techniques are also divided into different categories.
Proficiency means mastering quantity, and proficiency can be used in combat. A small person can find a number in one hand among hundreds of people, and a big person can hardly find one person among a thousand people.
When you reach the state of perfection, you can no longer stick to one move or another. Each movement seems to be natural. Practicing common martial arts will get twice the result with half the effort!
Such a person may not be found among ten thousand people!
At the level of artistic conception above this, those who can master its essence can be called masters.
The contemporary warriors who can reach this level are all famous and powerful!
If the boxing technique can really be practiced to the perfection level, Su Bei's martial artist assessment will be considered foolproof, not to say that it is 100% sure!
Thinking of this.
"I'm coming!"
Su Bei stopped trying to mess around for a long time. With a loud shout, he suddenly stepped down and rushed directly into the battle group again. He waved his fists and feet, and as the energy and blood surged, transparent energy surged out.
"Well done!"
Zhang Feiyu felt that the pressure was not enough, and he was overjoyed when he heard this. His right hand turned into a tiger's posture, and his vigorous energy turned into a tiger's head, and he collided with Su Bei's energy in mid-air!
Bang!
The two qi energies collided and disappeared in an instant, sending up puffs of smoke and dust, and the air fluctuated like flowing water.
Su Bei was not surprised that the attack failed, and he was fighting Zhang Feiyu again in an instant.
Bang bang bang!
The two men were not holding back their fists and feet, and their fists hit the flesh. The fists condensed with blood collided and exploded in mid-air, like a violent storm hitting the window sill, making a crackling sound!
"Okay, okay!"
Zhang Feiyu laughed excitedly, sometimes turning into a tiger posture with amazing strength, sometimes turning into a leopard posture, with his right hand in the form of a claw, and the energy and blood on it condensed to form a transparent energy, with some sharp energy, every time he grabbed it, it would Several traces of blood.
Su Bei stood still, his energy and blood boiling like boiling water, the temperature on his body was scalding hot, his fists were like beating drums, opening and closing, always blocking Zhang Feiyu's attacks within a fraction of a second!
The two of them were both strong and strong, and their energy and blood seemed to be endless. In a very short period of time, they fired dozens of punches!
During this process, Su Bei's understanding of boxing began to increase. Memory is memory, and experience is experience, but when it comes to practice, it is by no means that simple.
"It's your turn!" Su Bei's body retreated to a safe area again. The other two sparring partners were also veterans and immediately rushed forward to intercept Zhang Feiyu.
Su Bei, on the other hand, stood in the distance, quickly absorbing the understanding of this boxing technique.
He needs to turn all these "inspirations" into real physical strength as soon as possible, otherwise, after this period, it may not be as simple as it is now.
Five minutes later.
Su Bei has almost absorbed it.
"Let me do it!"
This time the battle lasted longer, nearly ten minutes, and Su Bei was injured everywhere.
Only then did Su Bei withdraw and retreat violently.
The two sparring brothers' eyes lit up and they rushed forward again.
Five minutes later.
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"I'm coming!"
This time it took longer, and Su Bei became more and more comfortable, with almost no injuries left on his body.
Twenty minutes later.
Su Bei retreated violently again.
The two sparring brothers lifted up their pants and rushed forward again.
The two of them finally understood.
What's the point of beating people to death?
Ten thousand yuan an hour.
By cooperating like this, they can spend a whole day together!
As for gains, Su Bei's gains were the greatest. After several fierce battles, his understanding of boxing skills skyrocketed like crazy!
Between the swings of his fists, the entire space was completely covered. Each punch was done easily and freely, without any trace of an ax or a chisel. However, it was surprisingly powerful and had a demeanor of lifting a weight as if it were light.
The grasp of the distance is even more subtle. In most cases, Zhang Feiyu can't hurt him at all.
It seems that we are only one step away from reaching perfection.
Not only did they understand it, but the old man standing on the edge of the martial arts arena also understood it now.
At this time, he was frowning and looking at Su Bei intently.
"Strange... really strange"
"The level of this boxing skill is growing too fast!"
He has traveled all over the country for so many years, but he has never seen someone enter the country so quickly, so even if it really happened before his eyes, he couldn't believe it.
And in the center, Zhang Feiyu, who was dragged down by two sparring partners because of the continuous battle with Su Bei, had consumed a lot of energy, and his face was red with anger:
Damn it, I’ve become a sparring partner!
But he couldn't help but feel horrified in his heart.
Subei is progressing too fast!
At the beginning, he still had some strength left, but he could easily suppress it that way. Even if he had tried his best from the beginning, Su Bei would not be qualified to fight him!
But just now, except for not using his trump card, he had already concentrated on giving his best, but he was still inextricably beaten, or in other words - there was still back and forth in the first ten minutes, but in the last ten minutes, he had been completely beaten Suppressed!
It’s really a ghost scene!
Before today, if someone had told him that someone could improve quickly in a short period of time, he would have never believed it, but now he has no choice but to disbelieve it.
(End of chapter)