The blond girl exclaimed, hurriedly picked up her mobile phone, and tried to take a picture, but when she pointed the screen there, the figure jumping like a spider and floating among the tall buildings disappeared.
"Missing a superhero..." Looking back, she expressed her regret on social networks.
Although everyone knows that superheroes from comics and movies are virtual characters, which are exaggerations of reality, but there are always fans who have evolved similar abilities to imitate and reproduce. According to incomplete statistics, Quanmi has been recognized and recorded by fans. There are more than 20 "Spidermen" on record, and Batman and Magneto are also not in the minority.
After finishing her emotions, the blond girl suddenly fell into deep thought. The appearance of a "superhero" is often accompanied by danger. Is there any terrible thing nearby
For a moment, she was apprehensive and curious.
...
In the Messes fighting arena, upon hearing Brook's explanation, Lou Cheng smiled indifferently and said:
"understand."
In the face of the bald giant Olsen's words of ridicule and discrimination, if he were replaced by his previous self, he would definitely be very angry and ashamed, but with his current strength and realm, it was just a joke, and he didn't feel insulted.
Fighting isn't for me? I can laugh at this joke for a week!
Brooke nodded in satisfaction, and led Loucheng to continue inward, through corridors, passing practice places, and introduced the common sense of the "Gluka" genre.
Omi has the most far-reaching influence and the most widely read fighting genre is the "religion school", but the one with the longest history is the "natural school". They believe in "animism" to gain power and change themselves, "Gluka" It belongs to a large branch of the "natural school", which puts the spirituality of human beings in a more important position.
Similarly, there are factions within "Gruka". "Messes" focuses on fighting. In addition to its own spirituality, it still emphasizes communication with the spirit of all things, while another school is closer to "spiritual practice". It has almost developed into a religious order. In order to awaken their own spirituality, some of their rituals can even be classified as cults.
However, this is what Brook said. His position is clear, and some words can only be listened to.
Regarding this, Lou Cheng was noncommittal, occasionally responding with "yes yes yes", and most of the time he was observing the layout here, the coaches here, and the students here.
Compared with the Dragon Boxing Gym, the "Messes" fighting field occupies a very large area. The upper and lower floors are divided into practice fields and rooms. There are bare-handed fighting, wrestling exercises, armed teaching, and ordinary people. fitness classes.
When turning around a room, out of the corner of his eye, Lou Cheng even caught sight of a place similar to an ocean aquarium. It is composed of huge glass partitions, and the water inside is lightly swaying, dark blue in color, and light shines in from different places.
A strong white man with a bare upper body and leather shorts sank from above, held his breath, and kicked continuously, breaking the underwater stone pillars in two.
It's pretty good to be able to do this under the water... Lou Cheng didn't look much, and walked forward thoughtfully.
"Okay, the inside is exclusive to fighters." As he was walking, Brook reached out to stop him, and said "Sorry" with a smile.
Lou Cheng looked over subconsciously, and found that the place was bathed in sunlight, with wind blowing in from the window, so quiet that his mind could not help settling down.
But there was no one there, and a muscular white man could be vaguely seen holding a big sword, silently doing chopping exercises, each sword shining like a star.
Stepping, slashing, destroying, stepping, slashing, brilliance... This boring and monotonous scene made Lou Cheng very interested in the Gruka faction and the Messes fighting field. He turned to Brook and asked:
"If I want to study, what are my options?"
For Lou Cheng, he wanted to experience different styles of martial arts, but he didn't want to cause any trouble, because it would most likely lead to repatriation and visa refusal, and he would not be able to fly to the United States to meet the little fairy in the future. , that is putting the cart before the horse, grabbing sesame seeds and throwing watermelon.
Isn't the most important thing to come here for a husband and wife reunion
Moreover, it doesn't fit my personality to go directly to the gym and kick it. It feels too arrogant and unreasonable, and it is easy to ruin other people's signs.
Therefore, Lou Cheng's plan has always been to pay some money, follow along to practice, to broaden his knowledge, and when he has the right opportunity, he will compete with the strong and become a good young man with ideals, morality, culture and records.
"Okay, we have fitness, elementary, intermediate, intermediate, and advanced classes. Which one do you want to enroll in? You will need the corresponding basic fighting skills later on, and it's very expensive..." Brook led Lou Cheng back, talking about it Introduce in detail.
"What is the level of advanced? How much is the tuition?" Lou Cheng asked without hesitation.
Brook froze for a moment, glanced at the arms and thighs of the black-haired man opposite him, and laughed uncontrollably: "You? Senior?"
"Yes, I have practiced martial arts, martial arts, understand?" Lou Cheng waved his fist in a standard manner.
"Martial arts..." Brook whispered to himself, quite shocked, but his eyes were still full of disbelief.
To him, Huaguo's martial arts are quite mysterious. It can make people who don't look strong enough and have terrible muscles burst out with terrifying power...
But could the Asian boy in front of him be someone who has learned martial arts
"I'll think about it, I'll think about it, hey, Joe Vick, come here, come here for a while, you spar with him and put on your gloves." Brook reached out to greet a muscular white man with a naked upper body.
He's working on his footwork and punches.
Jovek has a broad forehead and cold facial features. He looks a little shy and introverted, but if you look closely, you can find his hidden desire for violence and bloodthirsty.
"He? Brooke, stop joking!" Jovek glanced at Lou Cheng, and stared angrily at the black youth with braids.
"He wants to apply for advanced courses." Brooke shrugged helplessly.
"Advanced courses?" Jovek seemed to have heard something funny, shrugged his shoulders, and kept laughing, and finally turned back to put on his gloves and looked at Lou Chengdao, "Little boy, I will let you understand what advanced courses are. , this is different from drinking milk in mother's arms!"
"Don't I use gloves?" Lou Cheng asked indifferently.
"No, you punch me with all your strength." Jovek replied excitedly with bright eyes.
This is the first time I've heard such a request... Lou Cheng complained, his feet suddenly pushed in, he twisted his knees, swung his back, and punched forward with a straight punch.
He complained about it, but he still didn't do his best, and he didn't use the burst of the alchemy state because it wasn't worthwhile.
Snapped!
There was a crisp sound in Jovek's ears, and he saw that the opponent's fist was close at hand. He hurriedly raised his arms and assumed the posture of blocking and protecting his face in boxing. Fist makes the scene where the Asian boy goes back to his mom crying.
boom! The glove was dented, Jovek's body swayed, and he involuntarily took a step back, two steps, three steps.
Plop, he couldn't stand still and fell to the ground.
"Is it alright?" Lou Cheng turned his head and looked at Brook with a smile.
"OK..." Brooke replied blankly.
Huaguo martial arts are amazing...
The skinny Asian boy can knock down Joe Wake with one punch, he is a rising star in boxing!
"How much is the tuition?" Lou Cheng asked Jovek again as he stood up unsteadily from the corner of his eye.
It's too expensive, let's find another way to see it...
"From now until Christmas, 5,000 meters of gold." Brook waved to Jovek, who was still confused and hadn't figured out the situation, and signaled him to return to the training ground as soon as possible.
Five thousand meters of gold... is indeed a bit expensive, Lou Cheng thought about it, and reluctantly said:
"Where to pay?"
"Come with me." Brooke is also a man who has seen fighters before. He quickly came back to his senses, led Lou Cheng to change direction, and introduced casually, "The membership fee for our gym here is 100 rice gold per month. Personal trainers are not included, the elementary course is 500 meters, the junior and intermediate courses are 1,000 meters, and the intermediate course is 2,000 meters... ”
For the convenience of seeing his wife, Lou Cheng specially opened a dual-currency credit card in China, which came in handy at this time. After swiping the card to pay, he signed an agreement, agreeing that he could come to attend the fighting class tomorrow, four hours a day, and if he practiced well , performed outstandingly, and could become an apprentice of "Messes Fighting Field", a real fighting apprentice.
During this process, he was dazzled by the agreement and took pictures to ask Yan Zheke for advice.
In the end, both parties were happy, Brooke sent Lou Cheng out with a bright smile, and waved goodbye.
"See you tomorrow." Lou Cheng said goodbye with a smile, and headed back towards Cannes University.
And at this time, Smith had just completed the monitoring arrangement to prevent emergencies, so he watched the Lou adult and animal harmlessly leave the Mercedes fighting field... left...
"Damn! What the hell is he trying to do?" Smith cursed, mobilized Skynet authority, and checked the internal network and part of the monitoring of the Messes fighting arena.
"He signed up for fighting lessons..." At this moment, Smith felt that the world was full of imagination.
A dangerous guy actually signed up for a fighting course that wasn't even an apprentice...
Ten seconds later, he came to his senses and remembered the previous cases. Some Huaguo martial arts masters had just entered the country and started to challenge the strong fighters at their door. This caused a lot of troubles, so they had to be deported and their visas refused.
This "monster" wanted to accomplish a similar goal in other ways... Smith nodded reluctantly.
Want to remind "Messes Fighting Ring"
A question popped up, and Smith quickly found the answer.
"Why remind them?" He smiled and drew a cross on his chest.
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