Magic City, Jing'an, in Renren Martial Arts Hall.
On the arena in the martial arts hall, a pair of students are practicing against each other, surrounded by more than a dozen people watching, and seven or eight people in the distance are punching sandbags.
"Coach, I heard that there is a new martial arts gym nearby, and it opens today." It was a young man in shorts and bare-chested who spoke.
The other person was a strong man in his thirties, sitting on a chair, his eyes swept over the two on the ring from time to time.
"Oh." The strong man nodded indifferently. "What they teach them, we teach us."
There are eighty if not a hundred martial arts gyms that can be called famous in this place in Shanghai, and there are even more martial arts gyms such as karate and taekwondo. This is not counting the small martial arts gyms that open today and close tomorrow.
There are quite a few of the ones that can only be called famous, and they are all in harmony with each other.
Now it is not the same as before, and there are not so many people who come to challenge the new martial arts gym when it opens.
After all, in this business, smashing someone's signboard is to cut off their fortune, that is a deadly enmity, and generally there is no grievance and no one will do this kind of thing.
At most, in the case of similar levels, occasionally communicating, it is mostly the behavior of students.
"However, this martial arts hall is quite weird. Usually, there are some advertisements before opening. This martial arts hall has no publicity. Moreover, it has three floors, and the annual rent is two to three million. I don't know how they make money. .” The young man said casually.
"That's their business. There's a reason why you told me this, right?" The strong man turned his head to look at him, and a flash of light flashed between his closed eyes, which made the young man's heart beat a little.
"Coach, that, Xue Yi and the others seem to be looking for trouble." The young man stammered in a low voice.
The strong man frowned. Xue Yi and his small circle of five were all between seventeen and twenty years old, and their families were very good.
Among them, Xue Yi has practiced the longest here. He has practiced for five years. He usually likes to be brave and ruthless. He has even sparred with several taekwondo and karate coaches. However, the few he sparred with were all trained in the big martial arts hall to teach children, so they didn't have much strength.
Now that he is so courageous, he even went to kick other people's courts. Does this mean that after winning a few times, you feel that you can practice well
It is not comparable to those small taekwondo gyms with tens of square meters that can rent out several million taekwondo gyms here every year. Call out one or two coaches at random, and he is no match.
"Coach, do you want to go and have a look? Anyway, it belongs to our martial arts gym. I'm afraid he will lose face if he loses." The young man said.
"What's there to see? If you lose, you're not good at learning, and if you lose face, you're ashamed." The strong man said, he didn't think that a student who had practiced for a few years could compete with the coach of a big martial arts gym, even if this student was talented Well enough.
The two sides are not at the same level at all.
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Two streets away from Renren Wuguan, there is an antique martial arts school with a completely wooden exterior wall.
Below the sign is a small "Wu" character, and there is an unrecognizable character on it, which looks like Xiaozhuan. People with good deeds nearby have studied it for a long time but have not figured out what that character is.
Later, when I saw the people in the martial arts hall, someone asked me that it was the word "Yao".
However, no one knows which dynasty and generation that character is from. Many people thought it was a self-made character and laughed at it for it.
At this time, a few strong young people walked into the martial arts hall happily. What surprised people was that in addition to the luxuriously decorated lobby, reception and several rooms, there was also a restaurant on the first floor.
"Are you a martial arts gym or a restaurant?" A young man with short hair asked with a smile.
"Of course it's the martial arts gym. That side is where the internal students eat." Two girls in their twenties were receiving them, both of them were pretty, and they replied politely.
"What do you teach?" the young man asked with a smile.
"Currently there is only one boxing method, killing fist." The girl replied.
"Killing Fist? The name is so scary, you can't kill people, right?" The young man next to him laughed suddenly: "But I haven't heard of it, can you let us see it?"
"Do you want to sign up?" the girl asked.
"You have to check your skills first before deciding whether to sign up or not. Sister, call your coach out and talk to me. If you win, I'll sign up. How about that?" Another bronze-skinned, burly young man with a fierce face said in a deep voice. road.
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Ren Baqian was sitting on the third floor, letting Ren Wannian and Ding Jie report to him, when he was surprised to hear someone come to report.
"Someone came to smash the scene?"
Ren Baqian, Ren Wannian, and Ding Jie all showed surprise, and their expressions became weird. Come here to challenge... Do you think you are so overwhelmed
"Yes, the other party said it was an exchange, but it should be a challenge." The receptionist who came to report said. Facing this big boss whom she met for the first time, she was still a little nervous.
The main reason is that this big boss really doesn't look like a good person. She feels the same as the two big instructors in the martial arts gym, with an attractive aura all over his body.
"Is there still such a thing now?" Ren Baqian asked with some amusement.
"I've inquired about it, and it's rare now. What's more, we just opened our business, and we haven't done any advertising. It's impossible to influence others, and we won't attract hostility." Ding Jie said, after more than half a year of busy work, Ding Jie's whole body They have matured a lot.
In addition to practicing martial arts these days, my body has become stronger, and I look like a promising young man in his twenties, no longer the bean sprouts like before.
This kind of change is tangible. He knows that he has nothing special about him, and there are a lot of people who are better than him. Although he doesn't know why the boss has taken a fancy to him, and given him such an opportunity, he must work harder. just work.
Therefore, Ding Jie also strives to be the best in everything.
"Let's take it to the second floor, and call some instructors by the way." Ren Baqian smiled, stood up and walked out the door. It's not bad to be idle and have fun.
Not long after, Ren Baqian and the others saw the five youths brought up.
They are all seventeen or eighteen years old, the age to cause trouble.
Seeing these people, Ren Baqian immediately lost most of his interest.
As soon as the five youths came up, they saw seven or eight people standing here, especially two of them standing there like a bear. It must be able to move.
But it's all here, so I can't admit it right away.
At the age of seventeen or eighteen, his face is bigger than the sky. In order to save face, it happens from time to time that brothers are stabbed twice, not to mention that now several friends are watching here.
"Which one of you is the coach? I'm from the Renren Martial Art Museum. Let's talk about it." One of the youths stepped forward and said loudly.
"Boss, let me come." Liu Chengwu, the second eldest of the Liu brothers behind Ren Baqian, said.
The annual salary of the two is not low now, and they have been doing nothing in the name of consultants, and the two have always wanted to show their value. Seeing this situation, he immediately volunteered.
Ren Baqian nodded.
"Are you here to communicate?" Liu Chengwu stepped forward and said.
Seeing Liu Chengwu walk out, the other party breathed a sigh of relief. As long as it's not those two guys.
Young and strong without punching, the guy who came out looked to be forty years old, and his chances of winning greatly increased!
"That's right, we belong to Renren Martial Art Museum." Several people raised their voices immediately.
Liu Chengwu nodded, walked silently to a row of sandbags next to him, casually punched one in the middle, and pointed out: "The sandbags here range from light to heavy, which one can you hit?" Class?"
"Punching sandbags?" Those people suddenly laughed, feeling a little contemptuous in their hearts, the people in the martial arts gym - a little cowardly.
The young man in the lead walked up to the heaviest sandbag, took a breath, and swept his legs up.
"Boom!"
"Crack!"
There was a clear sound of broken bones, and the young man lay on the ground with his legs hugged and wailed uncontrollably. The expressions of the others immediately changed drastically. They never expected such a situation to happen.
"What's in that sandbag?" Ren Baqian turned his head and asked.
"Steel ingot..." Liu Chengwen said behind him.
Ren Baqian almost burst out laughing, I really didn't realize that the Liu brothers are quite black-bellied!
Just like that, a hot-blooded young man kicked the steel ingot with all his strength-he would have to doubt his life after this kick!
talent!
Ren Baqian just likes such talents!
Immediately turned around and patted the boss Liu Chengwen on the shoulder: "Not bad, I like it very much."