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Chapter 25 Chance (Part 1)

It took less than 15 minutes to arrive in front of the gate of "Yongxing Building".

Zhang Chujiu paused for a while in the cold shade at the bottom of the tree on the roadside before counting the time to walk into the building, took the elevator to the 11th floor, stepped on the second hand at 1:30 and walked into the martial arts hall practice hall.

Because it is not a regular practice time, the "Autumn Tiger" in Jing N County is particularly powerful. The temperature at noon is not slightly lower than in midsummer, making people drowsy, so there is not even a single figure in the huge practice hall.

Seeing that the eyes were empty, Zhang Chujiu thought about it and planned to take out the phone and call Zhao He, but suddenly saw Zhao He hurriedly pushing open the back door at the slanted corner of the hall and breaking into his eyes.

The two of them looked at each other, and Zhao He immediately raised his hand and signaled Zhang Chujiu to come over quickly.

Seeing this, Zhang Chujiu trotted through the hall, came to Zhao He and said, "Master, I'm here."

"Well, come with me." Zhao He nodded, turned around and pushed open the back door, led Zhang Chujiu into the office area of ​​the Jingnan Yubang Martial Arts Hall, and explained in a low voice: "Mr. Wu Da, the head of Xingyimen, will hold an hour of open classes on the intranet of the "Yubang Martial Arts Hall" every other quarter.

Most of them talk about their experiences during practice and demonstrate boxing techniques.

When you are lucky, you will occasionally play the original "visual picture" of the boxing scriptures, and even explain some tips in the secret breathing method.

Now that you have practiced boxing, you should understand the principle of "fake spreads thousands of words, true spreads one sentence". If you can see with your own eyes the master-level boxing skills, you won't need to talk about what it means.

In short, this kind of opportunity may sometimes be nothing, but sometimes it can benefit from being awakened for a lifetime. You must cherish it.

It is also logical that such open classes are only open to martial arts coaches and outstanding disciples who have obtained the qualifications for Xingyi Sect to further study, and ordinary students do not have the opportunity to participate.

But you, I'm in love, so I'm willing to give you this opportunity to be motivated, don't say anything for a while, and smile when you meet someone. Do you understand?"

Zhang Chujiu secretly complained in his heart when he heard this, "No matter how amazing Wu Yubang's strength is, thousands or even tens of thousands of people are qualified to watch online public classes, so what secrets are possible." On the surface, he said with gratitude: "Thank you for your respect, I understand."

While talking, the two walked through a corridor and walked into an internal elevator that needed to swipe their cards to use.

Because the office area of ​​the martial arts center is not open to students, Zhang Chujiu could only blindly follow Zhao He at this time, and after going up to the 12th floor, he passed through a corridor divided by tempered glass and came to an outdoor large conference room at the end.

Four security guards guarded at the door of the conference room and a coach wearing a martial arts coach uniform.

Seeing Zhao He approaching, the security guards naturally retreated aside. The coach smiled at Zhao He without moving, greeting him, "Brother Zhao is here." Then he turned his eyes to Zhang Chujiu, and asked, "Who is this?"

"Coach Wu, this kid is my aunt's cousin," Zhang Chujiu said in a low voice: "I am a native of Jingnan. I don't hear that I have been transferred from the Jibei Martial Arts Hall to Jingnan. I specially signed up for the 'elite class' I led to increase my performance.

The child is good and has a talent for practicing boxing. I just thought about what my relatives said, and brought him to open his eyes and improve his perseverance in practicing boxing.

Brother, please help me. Brother, I will be transferred back to Jibei City soon. Our brothers are very good and we will make up for it if we have feelings."

Jibei City is the capital city of Qilu Province, so it is naturally more prosperous and more important than a county in Jingnan.

Wu Yichu looked expressionless when she heard Zhao He's words, but after hearing Zhao He said that he was about to be transferred back to "Jibei", thinking about the recent earth-shaking personnel changes in the Yubang Martial Arts Hall in the provincial capital, he frowned and many thoughts flashed through his heart.

Finally, I felt that no matter whether Zhao He's words were true or false, I might as well give him some face. Anyway, it's not a big deal to let someone in private. Even if I'm pursued, I'll just be fined for a little salary. So I pretended to be embarrassed and pondered for a moment, and stomped my feet and said, "Okay, Brother Zhao, your cousin is not an ordinary student, but a relative of our martial arts coach.

Although there are still some violations when you go in, I will make an exception once depending on your face.

But let the child not be so arrogant, hide and come out immediately after watching it." He turned sideways and gave out the door of the conference room.

"Thank you, brother, I'll invite you to drink when I have time." Zhao He said with a smile when he saw this, then gently pushed open the door and walked in with Zhang Chujiu.

After entering the door, Zhang Chujiu felt that his eyes turned dark, and then he was surprised to find that he was in a spacious and bright Zen room. Not far away, an old man with gray hair and a peaceful appearance was posing the basic posture of Xingyiquan one by one with an indescribable rhythm not far away.

This state is a bit familiar, which makes him recall the experience he had when he was in a black cinema not long ago, but the current simulation level seems to be more realistic than that time.

As he was sighing, Zhao He's extremely subtle voice suddenly sounded in Zhang Chujiu's ears, "This is a 'three-dimensional virtual projection'. Bend down and walk forward two steps, don't touch people, and then look patiently.

When the open class is over, go out by yourself.”

Zhang Chujiu nodded silently, bent down deeply, and found that the scene in front of him changed from a Zen room to a pair of thighs that were faintly visible in the dark.

He bent over, walked slowly forward a few steps to get out of the door, chose an open space and straightened his waist again, and the old man not far away appeared again and said slowly: "The tall buildings rise up on the ground, everyone is talking too much.

Just find a martial arts practitioner and ask, "May I ask you, what is the most important thing to practice martial arts?"

Ten out of ten would say, "The foundation is the most important thing." But how many people really think so in their hearts and do this.

I don't think there is one out of the box..."

The old man kept saying something that sounded extremely simple at first, and savored the mysterious boxing principles carefully. Hearing that Zhang Chujiu seemed to have learned a lot, but he seemed to have gained nothing.
Chapter completed!
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