Chapter 95: What kind of martial arts to practice? What kind of boxing to learn!
Han Feng slapped Kiana's calf crazily and shouted in pain: "Let go, it's almost broken!"
Kiana smiled and glanced at Han Feng but ignored him. She waited until Fu Hua rushed over before letting go of Han Feng.
Han Feng sat up from the ground and rubbed his shoulders, looked at Kiana and said angrily: "As for what, did I offend you somewhere?"
Kiana sat up cross-legged and grinned at Han Feng: "It's nothing, I just wanted to do it like this."
Han Feng glanced at Kiana speechlessly, and saw Fu Hua looking at him with a smile. Han Feng suddenly got up from the ground and wanted to run away again, but Kiana grabbed her thigh.
"Plop!" With a sound, Han Feng fell to the ground in a daze.
Looking back at Kiana with a smirk on her face and Fu Hua approaching step by step, Han Feng had a look of despair on his face.
Fu Hua grabbed Han Feng, turned to Kiana and said, "Spread his legs."
Kiana replied excitedly: "Okay!"
Han Feng looked at the two of them in horror: "You...you...what are you going to do?"
Fu Hua reached out and patted Han Feng's shoulder: "Don't worry, the pain is only temporary."
As soon as he finished speaking, a hoarse, lung-splitting cry rose into the sky.
Meiyi pulled Bronya aside and covered her eyes with her hands.
Bronya struggled for a moment: "What are you doing? I can't see anything."
Mei Yi covered Bronya's eyes and said: "It's too violent, children can't watch it."
In this way, Han Feng's shouting continued all morning. After that, Fu Hua and Qiana helped Han Feng, who was sore and weak, back to class.
The two threw Han Feng onto the seat. Kiana looked at the limp Han Feng and said with some embarrassment: "It seems that I went too far."
Hearing Qiana's words, Fu Hua shook his head: "I'm not going overboard. This is also for Han Feng. A body with moderate softness can bring some unexpected benefits. This can be regarded as the first step in learning."
Fu Hua's words made Kiana, who was a little guilty, suddenly feel relieved. She leaned down and reached out to pat Han Feng who was lying on the table and said: "Did you hear that? This is all for your own good. Remember to find out if the same thing happens in the future."
Oh, I am willing to use all my strength for you!"
Han Feng looked at Kiana with downcast eyes after hearing this: "Please be a human being, you don't do anything that has anything to do with others!"
Kiana raised her eyebrows when she heard this: "Why are you still scolding me?"
As he spoke, he flicked Han Feng's forehead hard with his bent fingers. Han Feng's forehead turned red visibly. Han Feng took a breath and wanted to stand up, but the pain coming from his body stopped Han Feng from moving.
Looking at the helpless Han Feng, Kiana clenched her fist and said, "It's great! I didn't expect that Han Feng would still be here today."
Han Feng looked at Kiana with a livid face and said, "If looks could kill, I would have chopped you into pieces!"
When Kiana heard this, she pretended to be scared and said, "Oh, I'm really scared."
After finishing speaking, Kiana reached out and patted Han Feng's head and said, "Okay, I won't joke with you anymore, just lie down." After saying that, Kiana turned and left.
At the end of the day's classes, Han Feng dragged his sore body back to the dormitory. He weakly said hello to Joyce, leaving Joyce with a confused look on his face. Han Feng walked up the stairs in a strange shape and returned to his room.
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Lying on the bed, Han Feng groaned feebly. He reached out and took out the terminal and glanced at the time. Han Feng stood up with difficulty and walked to the bathroom to start washing up.
After washing up and changing into pajamas, Han Feng lay on the bed and closed his eyes. After a day of "torture", Han Feng quickly fell asleep.
The next day, due to the effect of his biological clock, Han Feng woke up early and instinctively wanted to reach for the terminal at the bedside.
Suddenly, a burst of pain came, causing Han Feng to take a breath. Holding back the pain, Han Feng took the terminal and looked at it, not even daring to stretch.
Sitting up from the bed, Han Feng walked to the bathroom with a grimace and endured the pain.
Dragging the "remnant body", Han Feng arrived at the playground, where Fu Hua was already waiting.
Seeing Han Feng's arrival, Fu Hua smiled and waved his hand, and Han Feng immediately walked over with a grimace.
Seeing Han Feng coming to him, Fu Hua said: "It's still early, let's continue the softness exercise!"
Fu Hua's words made Han Feng feel horrified and he quickly said, "Come back!"
Fu Hua waved his hand: "Don't worry, it really won't hurt this time."
Han Feng raised his eyebrows when he heard this: "That's what you said yesterday, which made me almost not get out of bed today!"
Fu Hua smiled awkwardly when he heard this: "It won't hurt after it hurts. What I said this time is true!"
Han Feng squinted his eyes and looked at Fu Hua with a "You have to believe me" expression on his face. After a while, Han Feng sighed and said, "I will believe you for the last time!"
"Yeah!" Fu Hua nodded and began to direct Han Feng's movements.
Han Feng followed Fu Hua's instructions and the joints in his body clicked.
Fu Hua didn't lie this time. Apart from his own soreness, Han Feng really didn't feel any other pain.
And after I finished the exercise, I felt a sense of relaxation that I had never felt before.
Han Feng shook his arm and said to Fu Hua who was doing the same action beside him: "What should we do next?"
Fu Hua stopped his movements and stood up straight: "Next, let's do the horse step!"
"Zhama stance? Like this?" As he spoke, Han Feng spread his legs, slightly bent his knees, and put his hands back to his waist.
Fu Hua saw and nodded: "Yes and no, yes, it's because what you mean is right, but no, the reason is that your actions are too ugly!"
After saying this, Fu Hua slowly squatted down in front of Han Feng and appeared in front of Han Feng with a standard horse stance.
Fu Hua looked at Han Feng and said, "This, do you see it?"
Han Feng nodded and adjusted his movements according to Fu Hua's movements.
After seeing this, Fu Hua shook his head and stopped his movements. Fu Hua came to Han Feng's side and slapped Han Feng in the wrong place.
"Lower your posture and don't stick your butt out!"
"Stand with your legs parallel. Your legs are too close together. Let go, okay! Just like that, hold tight!"
"Squat down and keep your thighs flat! Put your toes forward and don't buckle in. Are you a girl?"
"Grab the ground with your toes! Don't sway!"
"The head is straight! The neck is straight! The chest is held in! Tighten the abdomen! Stand up the waist! Open the hips! Sink the shoulders! Tuck the hips! Well, it feels good."
"Put your hands back to your waist, don't turn them out! Yes! That's it!"
With Fu Hua's little correction, Han Feng performed a standard horse stance. Standing in front of Han Feng, Fu Hua nodded to express his satisfaction.
Han Feng's forehead was slightly sweaty while he was piercing the horse's feet: "Squad leader, how long will I have to wear the horse's feet?"
Hearing this, Fu Hua glanced at the watch on his wrist: "Since this is your first day doing this kind of action, I'll let you do it for an hour."
Han Feng's mouth twitched when he heard this: "One hour! People will die!"
Hearing this, Fu Hua said expressionlessly: "If you want to build a high-rise building, you must have a solid foundation. If you can't bear even this pain, what kind of martial arts do you practice? What kind of boxing do you learn!" This chapter has been completed!