Therefore, the Wudo Pavilion of Dizong Academy is built very simple and elegant, and the most important thing is that it covers a very exaggerated area.
And this place teaches more than Sanda.
There are coaches in this place where there are traditional martial arts in Daxia, taekwondo in the country of Bangguo, karate in the island of island of this place.
Obviously, in terms of martial arts practice, if you are willing, you will definitely have the opportunity to learn from the talents of hundreds of schools in the local ancestral academies.
When he arrived at the martial arts hall, Ye Hao casually glanced at the introduction posted on the wall.
According to the above statement, the head coach of the Wudang Pavilion of Dizong Academy is a big shot.
It is said that they practice real internal martial arts. They once participated in the Sanda League in Daxia and won a championship.
And this person's surname is Bian.
This made Ye Hao think of someone.
The Sanda League champion I met in the Magic City that day will live up to the end.
However, when he was in the Demon City, the face of that person was swollen by himself, and later it became even more like the evaporated from the world.
It's not so coincidental, is it?
After watching for a while, Ye Hao didn't say much, but followed the classmates in the class to the exclusive area of the class.
Soon, a coach who seemed quite strong started teaching.
He was a little procrastinating when he taught the course.
Obviously, he still doesn't understand the principle that martial arts in the world are invincible and only speed cannot be broken.
So now teaching and practicing moves seem very routine, and the movements are slowly staggering.
But Ye Hao didn't care, but listened with interest.
No matter what, I came to listen to this course, just treat it as a review of the past and learn about the new.
"Yang Fei, let's demonstrate to you what the essence of Sanda is!"
After the coach finished his class, he spoke loudly.
Soon, a man who was nearly 1.8 meters tall walked out of the crowd. The man had a pretty face and a gentle temperament. He was so outstanding among this group of students.
Yang Fei has a very famous name in the class, but Ye Hao has a little impression of this person.
It is said that many little girls are chasing him, and even the squad leader Lu Fei looked at him a few times.
Ye Hao guessed that he should be from the Golden Elephant Tribe, and maybe he was from Yang Jingjing's brothers and sisters.
Therefore, such people must practice real martial arts, rather than playing house-like Sanda.
As expected, Yang Fei showed some extraordinary strength after he came on stage.
Every move he made was very simple and direct, and he was a little better than that coach.
"Young Master Yang is really amazing!"
"In our class, no, among the freshmen in our academy, the one with the highest martial arts cultivation should be Young Master Yang!?"
"That's right, Young Master Yang is from the Golden Elephant Tribe, he must be extraordinary!"
"If we want to get married in the future, we must marry someone like Young Master Yang!"
Seeing Yang Fei's methods, many men and women cheered loudly.
Even Lu Fei, who thought she was the class beauty, looked at Yang Fei with admiration.
Shi Hao seemed to have nothing to show off in front of Yang Fei. At this moment, he looked like a terrifying expression and walked up to Yang Fei with a diligent look on his face.
Yang Fei didn't know whether it was for his own image or not to accept the kindness of other girls, so he took the towel handed over by Shi Hao, wiped his face slightly, and nodded...