In the next few days, apart from accompanying Lin Yumeng in the library, Su Chen would stay in the quiet room and practice Iron Fist.
[Iron Fist skill proficiency reaches 50,000 points, and the level is upgraded to master level]
A hint came to mind.
Su Chen stopped and looked at his fists.
When he first started practicing Iron Fist, his fists were severely injured and he needed ointment to speed up the recovery.
But now, after he hit the sandbags for half a day, his fists were still unscathed, not even the slightest bit of bruise or swelling.
He could clearly feel that his fist was comparable to a metal weapon.
Coupled with his passive skill Ant Power, even if he is not bald, it is difficult for anyone to block his punch.
"The master level should be enough for the time being, it is too difficult to upgrade to the master level, so I should choose another skill to practice."
Su Chen touched his chin and thought for a while, and soon made a decision.
Since the attack is enough, it is natural to add some defense.
Among the thirteen horizontal exercises, the one with the strongest defense is naturally the iron cloth shirt.
Similar to the training method of Iron Fist Kungfu, the training method of Iron Bushan is also very simple and crude.
To put it bluntly, just two words.
Battered!
Of course, he has absolutely no hobbies in this area, it's just for practicing.
Then the question arises again, how to be abused
Whips, candles
Bah bah bah... of course not.
Su Chen also quickly thought of an idea.
Stepping out of the quiet room, Su Chen glanced over the crowd, and landed on Yao Wu who was teaching several boys to practice Yaojiaquan.
"Yao Wu!" Su Chen shouted.
Yao Wu stopped when he heard the voice, and turned to look at Su Chen, with a bright smile on his resolute Chinese character face that made goosebumps uncontrollable.
"Hey, Master, what's the matter?"
"Come here." Su Chen beckoned.
"Okay!" Yao Wu ran up to him in a panic.
Su Chen directly took off his T-shirt, revealing his muscular upper body.
The smile on Yao Wu's face disappeared instantly, he stepped back a few steps, and looked at him warily: "Master, what are you doing, this apprentice can go up the knife mountain and down the frying pan for you, but this is absolutely not allowed. "
"Wow, it's so explosive!"
"Male god, don't be like this, you can't go astray."
"OMG! Why do I feel so exciting!"
The girls in the dojo looked at Su Chen's perfect chest muscles and shark muscles, and their pretty faces flushed with excitement.
There are a few rotten women who are deeply hidden in the house circle, and they can't help but imagine the picture of Su Chen X Yao Wu in their minds, their eyes are shining, and they swallow their saliva very spinelessly.
Some of the boys closed the back door, feeling chills in their hearts.
Is it necessary to make such a big sacrifice to worship Su Chen as a teacher to learn real kung fu like Yao Wu
For a while, several boys fell into entanglement and hesitation.
"What nonsense are you talking about!"
Su Chen glared at Yao Wu fiercely with a dark face, patted his strong chest hard, and said, "I want to practice a kind of kung fu, and I need to improve my ability to resist blows. Use your Yao family boxing and hit me with all your strength."
"It turned out to be like this!" Yao Wu heaved a sigh of relief, then frowned and said, "Master, this is not good, don't look at me like this, my fist is still very powerful."
"Stop talking nonsense, hurry up, when you hit me with Yao's fist, I can give you some pointers, if you want to talk nonsense again, I will replace someone else." Su Chen urged impatiently.
"Don't, don't, don't... Master, I will come and I will come, they are not as powerful as me!"
Yao Wu became anxious right away, clenching his fists into a pose, and said solemnly: "Then master, get ready, I'm coming!"
"One more word of nonsense, and I will expel you from the sect." Su Chen roared, gnashing his teeth.
Yao Wu pursed his lips tightly and nodded vigorously, expressing that he would never say a word again.
At this moment, he was so excited, it turned out that Su Chen recognized him as his apprentice.
"Ah!!! So exciting!"
A girl's face was flushed, and she shyly covered her face with her hands, as if she couldn't bear to look directly at it, but there was a big gap between her fingers.
"My God, the figure of the male god is really good."
"It's worth it. It's a wise decision to join the Huaxia Martial Arts Research Association."
"That's right, I'll quickly take a picture and save it. There aren't many opportunities."
The girls were so excited that they were incoherent, and some couldn't help taking out their mobile phones to take continuous pictures.
"boom!"
Yao Wu's punch with 70% strength landed on Su Chen's chest, making a dull sound.
Su Chen's body stood there like a mountain, motionless.
There is no hint of proficiency increase in my mind.
Su Chen frowned slightly and said, "Not enough, I told you to go all out, didn't you eat?"
Yao Wu nodded solemnly, and clenched his fists even tighter. After deliberating for a moment, a sharp light flashed in his eyes, and he punched out with all his strength.
"boom!"
The sound resounded again, a little louder than before.
[Iron cloth shirt proficiency +1]
This time the proficiency has increased.
"That's it, come together with both fists, be stronger!" Su Chen said loudly.
"Understood!"
Yao Wu nodded in agreement, and punched Su Chen on the chest with both fists.
"Bang bang bang..."
Accompanied by the rapid and dull sound, the proficiency of the iron cloth shirt in Su Chen's mind rose rapidly.
The members of the Martial Arts Research Association who came to the venue were shocked when they saw this scene.
"Master, this is a master."
"It's too strong. I'm afraid I won't be able to withstand this fist, but Su Chen didn't take half a step back."
"I also want to learn real kung fu and become a master!"
"What kind of kung fu is Su Chen going to practice? King Kong is not bad?"
"..."
Soon, the iron cloth shirt's proficiency reached 100 points, and the level was raised to elementary.
Su Chen could clearly hear that the sound of Yao Wu's fist hitting him changed, becoming more dull and heavy, like a fist hitting a thick wooden board.
However, Su Chen was not unable to bear it. On the contrary, the strength of Yao Wu's fist soon weakened, his head was sweating profusely, and his breathing was heavy, obviously due to excessive energy consumption.
"Okay!" Su Chen said lightly.
Hearing this, Yao Wu immediately withdrew his hands, wiped the sweat from his forehead, panted heavily, looked down at his fists, and found that they were all red and swollen, he couldn't help but marvel inwardly: "Master's kung fu is really powerful."
"When punching, the center of gravity of the body is lowered, the shoulders are not relaxed, the strength of the fist is not fully exerted, and there is this move, the punch should be like this..."
Su Chen pointed out the flaws in Yao Wu's boxing technique.
Yao Wu listened carefully, keeping everything he said in his heart.
"Okay, you go to rest first!" Su Chen said to Yao Wu, then looked at the other people in the dojo and said, "Who is willing to beat me... no, no, it's a bit weird, there should be someone who is willing to cooperate I am practicing, you can come here and do your best, and I can also teach you how to fight."
As soon as these words came out, everyone's eyes lit up.
Especially a group of girls, their hearts were beating faster and they were about to move.
(end of this chapter)