When the disciples in the courtyard saw their master come back, they immediately practiced more seriously and diligently, and the shouts from their mouths were louder than ever before.

Sun Chengshan glanced over and walked to the edge of the yard with a satisfied expression.

There is a well-made Taishi chair and a matching small coffee table. This is his special seat.

At this moment, he did not sit down. He only picked up a cup of tea prepared by a disciple on the coffee table and said to Wang Yu calmly: "Get into a horse stance."

Wang Yu was stunned for a moment, then quickly glanced at a few disciples in the courtyard who were doing horse stance, and his waist sank as he saw it.

It's just that his horse stance is much worse than that of a real trainer, and it looks superficial and unsound.

Sun Chengshan didn't care, and stretched out his hands to knead and hit Wang Yu's body everywhere.

"That's it."

After a while, Sun Chengshan stopped and asked Wang Yu to get up.

Wang Yu couldn't see what Sun Chengshan was thinking, so he just followed suit.

"He Zheng, come on." Sun Chengshan sat on the Grand Master's chair and waved to the older disciple beside him.

"Yes, master." Song He said seriously, striding forward and walking into the courtyard.

"I only demonstrated it three times and tried to record all the details of my movements."

After Song Hezheng finished speaking, he took up his stance without waiting for Wang Yu's response.

Tighten your abdomen and raise your energy, step up and punch out violently.

Snapped!

The fist was as fast as lightning, piercing the air with a crisp sound.

Then came the second punch, the third punch...

Song Hezheng was walking around, his steps steady and regular, and he moved with his fists.

Wang Yu's eyes widened. What Song Hezheng showed him was undoubtedly a set of boxing techniques.

Guessing that this should also be a test before entering the apprenticeship, I did not dare to be careless at all, and focused on Song Hezheng's every move.

Within a moment, Song Hezheng's boxing routine came to an abrupt end.

"This is the first time."

After a simple reminder, he started the fight again from the beginning. His punches and steps were still so smooth, and every movement seemed to be exactly the same.

Wang Yu groaned secretly in his heart.

After the first pass, he quickly reviewed it in his mind, but he could only remember the amazing punches that Song Hezheng had thrown, and more of them were still vague.

After all, he had never been exposed to martial arts before, so he was relying entirely on his memory to memorize it.

The second time ended quickly, and Song Hezheng continued the fight for the third time without stopping.

Wang Yu stood motionless, his eyes never leaving his body from beginning to end.

By the time Song Hezheng finished reading it the second time, he had already memorized a lot.

After the third time, he was somewhat confident that he could restore most of Song Hezheng's movements in his memory.

After the boxing, Song He's face remained as normal and he didn't even take a breath. This amount of exercise meant that he couldn't even sweat.

"This is my half set of basic fist styles of Shadowless Fist. Please show me what you wrote down."

Sun Chengshan had already sipped half a cup of tea. He waited until Song Hezheng came to his side and then said to Wang Yu.

Wang Yu rarely did anything he was unsure of, but this time he had no choice but to bite the bullet.

Compared with Song Hezheng, an orthodox disciple, he naturally lacked a bit of momentum and his movements were not very standard.

Wang Yu couldn't care too much, so he forced himself to calm down and restore as many details of the action as possible according to his memory.

After completing half a set of basic boxing styles, Wang Yu was quite satisfied with his performance.

In such a short period of time, he thought that he could memorize so many actions and connect them in a coherent manner, which was considered an extraordinary performance.

Sun Chengshan looked at it and nodded, "His abilities are so-so, but his intelligence and intelligence are pretty good."

"Then I..." Wang Yu felt happy. Although his evaluation was not high, it would be fine as long as he could practice martial arts.

As long as you can practice a little bit, you can survive in this world and you won't have to work in the mines until you die.

Sun Chengshan squinted his eyes and hummed softly: "Don't be happy too soon, practicing martial arts is time-consuming, laborious and expensive.

Putting aside the long term, if you cannot practice the first level of physical training with me within three months, it will prove that martial arts has no destiny for you, and you will have to leave on your own when the time comes. You will lose both your life and money, so you have to think carefully."

"I have thought it over carefully, please accept me!"

Without even a trace of hesitation, Wang Yu presented the tuition fee with both hands with a firm expression.

...

That night, Wang Yu stayed at the boxing gym.

The one thousand tuition fees were not paid in vain. In name, he is now considered a temporary disciple of the boxing gym and can stay in the boxing gym.

The quadrangle of the boxing gym is quite large, with several rows of rooms deep inside.

The room assigned to Wang Yu was shared with two other tentative disciples.

One is named Wang Sanwa and the other is named Li Niushan.

Wang Sanwa has an ordinary appearance, is small, and does not look like a child from a good family.

He is two years younger than Wang Yu.

The other Li Niushan, as his name suggests, has dark skin and is as strong as an ox. He is already twenty this year.

"Brother Wang, we have the same ancestors, so we have to take care of each other in the boxing gym from now on."

Wang Sanwa was the first to come to Wang Yu, who has a lively and talkative personality.

"I'm only tentative. I may leave in three months." Wang Yu shook his head.

"Who wouldn't be? I've been here for almost two months, and I haven't even touched the first level of physical training. If you want to leave, I'll leave first."

Wang Sanwa's bed was next to Wang Yu's. Although Li Niushan was a simple and honest person on weekdays, he was a boring gourd and would not speak for a long time.

Wang Yu finally arrived, and he started chatting endlessly.

Wang Yu was also willing to communicate, and through Wang Sanwa, he learned a lot about the big and small things in the boxing gym in advance.

For example, their master Sun Chengshan had only been in No. 732 Island Town for three years, but he had already established a successful boxing gym.

It relies on his strong personal cultivation strength.

It is said that with a set of unpredictable shadowless fists, he managed to achieve the fifth level of physical strength.

In the past three years, he has chosen three martial arts masters in a row, and has become famous.

Wang Sanwa actually didn't know much about Master Sun Chengshan. After all, he had only been here for about two months, and most of the time he had heard what other disciples said.

The next day, early in the morning.

All the tentative disciples gathered in the courtyard to start the day's morning exercises.

Song Hezheng showed up an hour late and took the initiative to find Wang Yu.

"You have already seen the first half of the basic boxing styles yesterday. Next, I will teach you the complete basic boxing styles of Wuyingquan.

Practice hard and strive to reach the first level of physical training in three months."

Song Hezheng encouraged Wang Yu a little.

He is the senior brother here, so he is qualified to teach on behalf of his teacher.

Wang Yu couldn't wait for a long time and immediately nodded in agreement.

Song Hezheng picked up where his boxing routine ended abruptly yesterday and completed a complete set of basic boxing styles in front of Wang Yu.

No more lags until the end.

"First memorize this set of boxing styles and practice them. Remember, the more proficient and standard the movements are, the better the body-building effect of the boxing style will be. If you encounter confusion during the process, you can come to me." Song Hezheng Buxu

He said unhurriedly.

"Thank you, senior brother, for teaching me." Wang Yu thanked him.

Song Hezheng nodded, and then pointed out the other tentative disciples.

Wang Yu immediately withdrew his gaze and called up the panel in his mind.

Name: Wang Yu

Race: Human race

Cultivation: None

Martial arts skills: Shadowless Fist - basic boxing style (can be practiced)

"Yes!"

Wang Yu clenched his fists and looked at the panel countless times. This time there was finally a change.
To be continued...