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Chapter 17 Zhao Lin
"Little brother, what kind of martial arts do you want to learn? Grandpa Zhang's boxing skills are very powerful. As long as you learn it, it is definitely not a problem for one to hit ten!"

In the Black Iron Martial Arts Gym, Jiang Chen followed behind the woman named Xiaolin, looking at the seductive back of this woman, secretly surprised.

The woman tied a tall single ponytail and had wheat-colored skin all over her body, revealing a sexy and healthy feeling.

She has bright eyes, a slim figure, and a pair of straight thighs under her round buttocks. She is fully exposed in a slim black exercise suit.

She also wore a snowflake belt made of white fish leather around her waist, revealing a youthful and energetic atmosphere.

Women in this world are naturally beautiful, and their looks are not bad.

"That's really great, I just want to learn boxing." Jiang Chen's eyes lit up, and he walked side by side with Zhao Lin.

The purpose of his coming to the Black Iron Martial Arts Hall this time is to learn boxing and body skills. He still has three attribute points. As long as he masters the boxing moves and learns the basics, he can quickly use the attribute points to improve the realm of boxing.

"My name is Zhao Lin, and I'm also your senior sister." Zhao Lin couldn't help being curious in her bright eyes.

"You are too thin, and there is no flesh on your body. Martial arts practitioners must eat a lot, otherwise they will not be able to keep up with the consumption of martial arts. If things go on like this, your body will definitely be hollowed out." Zhao Lin reminded Jiang Chen One sentence.

"It's natural!"

"You see, I am different. As a martial artist, you must be able to eat, so that you can have the strength to practice." Zhao Lin thumped her towering chest and said with a proud face.

Jiang Chen saw her trembling chest, and couldn't help showing a smile. This woman would never be able to see her toes when she lowered her head.

"Senior Sister Zhao, does the martial arts school teach inner skills?"

"Inner strength method?"

Zhao Lin stopped in her tracks, showing a puzzled look.

"Inner skills are extremely precious. Only some powerful martial arts sects and martial arts families inherit them. Even if ordinary martial arts schools have inner skills, it is not easy for ordinary people to learn. This is not something that can be learned by paying tuition. something."

"Besides, the cultivation of internal strength requires years of accumulation to achieve success. Unlike external strength, which can be achieved quickly, our black iron martial arts school does not teach inner strength and mental methods."

Jiang Chen nodded, once again realizing the importance of inner strength and mentality!
This woman has a cheerful personality, innocent and lively, and apprentices keep saying hello to her on the road.

The two walked through the corridor talking and laughing, and soon came to the training ground, in front of a white-haired old man.

The old man half-closed his eyes, walked leisurely among the crowd, smoking a pipe in his hand, and from time to time reprimanded a few apprentices for their punching movements.

"Punch hard!"

"Didn't eat?"

"How can such a soft fist learn how to punch!"

Seeing Zhao Lin coming with Jiang Chen, he couldn't help but stop, with an amiable smile on his face.

"Xiao Lin'er, why don't you come to your grandpa Zhang today when you have time?"

"Hello, Grandpa Zhang, I have brought you a new apprentice, his name is Jiang Chen, and he wants to learn your boxing techniques."

"Boy Jiang Chen, I have met Master Zhang." On the way here, Jiang Chen learned from Zhao Lin that Zhang Zhen's master, whose full name is Zhang Zhen, has superb tiger boxing skills.

Although he is gray-haired, he is very powerful in combat. He can kill tigers with his bare hands. He is one of the boxers of the Black Iron Martial Art Museum.

Zhang Zhen looked at Jiang Chen for a few times, and immediately noticed the calluses on his palms, and there was a glint of light in his cloudy eyes.

"Have you ever practiced sword skills?" Zhang Zhen narrowed his eyes and spoke slowly.

"Why do you come to learn boxing again?" Facing Zhang Zhen's questioning, Jiang Chen asked neither humble nor overbearing.

"The boy has indeed practiced sword skills, but he also wants to practice boxing to increase his fighting style." This is also Jiang Chen's idea. It is not a good thing to practice more martial arts. Besides, he also has attributes to add, so he is naturally not an ordinary person can be compared.

Unexpectedly, after Zhang Zhen heard this, he couldn't help frowning slightly.

"Do you know the truth that you can't chew more than you can chew? It's better to learn the same thing than to concentrate on mastering it. Only in this way can you be good at a skill."

"The old man suggests that if you want to learn sword skills, you can go to the owner of the museum. His wind-chasing knife skills are first-class and will definitely benefit you for the rest of your life."

Jiang Chen's gaze was firm, unmoved, he hugged Zhang Zhen again.

"The kid is sincere in learning boxing, and I hope that Master Zhang will not hesitate to teach you." Zhang Zhen obviously didn't like Jiang Chen, but Jiang Chen couldn't tell him that he had attributes to add.

Zhang Zhen's face was slightly dark, but as a boxer in the martial arts gym, he was also obliged to teach the students.

"Then it's up to you. If you can't keep up with the progress of others, you can't blame the old man."

"That's natural." Jiang Chen said with a smile.

"Grandpa Zhang, you can just teach him. You are a martial artist with half a foot in the artistic conception, and you are absolutely more than enough." Seeing Zhang Zhen's complexion, Zhao Lin quickly opened her mouth to smooth things over.

"I also believe that Junior Brother Jiang will definitely keep up with your progress and will never embarrass you." Zhao Lin secretly winked at Jiang Chen, her eyes full of charm.

"That depends on his luck." Zhang Zhen continued to take a puff of tobacco, and said softly.

"Junior Brother Jiang, come on!" Zhao Lin handed Jiang Chen to Zhang Zhen, clenched her fists, and cheered Jiang Chen up.

Jiang Chen also smiled, he took a deep breath, feeling a little hopeful in his heart.

"It's your first day to practice boxing, then watch me practice tiger boxing first, and see how much you can learn."

Zhang Zhen glanced at Jiang Chen and stopped paying attention, then he spoke to more than a dozen students behind him.

"You also stop and carefully observe the essence of the old man's boxing."

"Great, I can see Lao Zhang's Tiger Fist again." All the apprentices stopped and surrounded him.

Seeing Zhang Zhen put down the dry smoke in his hand, he let out a mouthful of turbid air, and his temperament suddenly changed.

The sleeping beast has awakened!
"The evil tiger has come out of its hole." Zhang Zhen's eyes burst out with terrifying prestige, roaring like an evil tiger.

He took a step forward with his left foot, and then his right foot landed in front of his left foot to form a right lunge. His two fists followed his body from his chest to his head, and his two fists faced each other with his heart facing each other. He leaned forward and looked straight ahead.

The fist wind howled, moving like thunder!
"hiss."

Jiang Chen squinted his eyes, he could naturally sense the power of this punch.

"This punch hits an adult man, and it can definitely easily break the opponent's bones!"

"Tigers come down the mountain!"

Zhang Zhen practiced again. His left and right feet quickly took three steps forward one by one, and he punched forward. Suddenly, there was a piercing sonic boom, which was even more powerful.

"Hungry tiger rushes for food!"

Zhang Zhen turned around and jumped up again, turned around, straightened his waist, slapped the ground, his legs formed a dragon step, and punched out.

It didn't look surprising, but in Jiang Chen's eyes, Zhang Zhen threw at least seven punches in this blow, what a terrifying speed of punching.

"The black tiger digs its heart."

Zhang Zhen's aura became sharper and sharper, and he even had a faint killing intent. He stepped up, jumped up and flew both feet, landed with both feet, gathered his claws into a fist, and grabbed hard.

"Tear." The air seemed to be scratched, causing everyone to cry out in surprise.

"There is a tiger in your heart, sniff the rose carefully." During the rehearsal of the last punch, Zhang Zhen's killing intent instantly disappeared without a trace. At this time, he was more like an ordinary white-haired old man. He waved his fist forward, but there was no movement at all.

"Bang." In the blink of an eye, there was a loud noise on the field.

A two-person-high wooden pile seven or eight meters in front of him shattered, exploded, and sawdust flew!

quiet!
The scene was completely silent, and a needle could be heard!
"What a tough boxing technique!" Jiang Chen's eyes lit up, this is the boxing technique he wanted to learn!

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