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Chapter 18 Tiger Boxing
At a distance of seven or eight meters, just relying on one punch can crush the fist pile!

Leaving aside the distance, the wood of the fist stake is extremely strong. Even if ordinary people hit it, it would be impossible to break it within a few years, let alone the distance of seven or eight meters.

With this punch, Jiang Chen was sure that this master's Tiger Fist had definitely been cultivated to an extremely advanced level.

This punch combines hardness and softness, which is an extremely advanced state of boxing.

In a few decades, it is impossible to touch this state, but once the boxing technique reaches this state, it can easily crush rocks, and it can easily smash human bones with just one punch.

"So strong!"

"Old Zhang is getting stronger and stronger, and his boxing skills are getting better and better!"

"It is rumored that the elder's boxing method is an ancient boxing method. Although it is only incomplete, after practice, its power cannot be underestimated."

Many apprentices were amazed. Every time they saw the elder perform his fists, they would feel deeply shocked.

"You start with "The Evil Tiger Comes Out of its Hole" first." Zhang Zhen looked at the shock and surprise of the apprentices with satisfaction, and continued to smoke the pipe.

"Those who haven't practiced a thousand times today are not allowed to leave! If you can't do it, don't come to my place tomorrow."

"In my case, my rules are the rules."

"There is no shortcut to practicing boxing. Only when you have no distractions, keep your feet on the ground, and persevere, can you gain something."

"When you started practicing Tiger Fist, you had to soak your body with medicinal liquid every day to nourish your qi and blood, so that you can get twice the result with half the effort.

Zhang Zhen is notoriously strict, but he is also one of the most popular martial arts masters.

As the saying goes, strict teachers produce excellent apprentices, which has a certain truth.

"It's worth the money!" Jiang Chen was full of expectations, and began to recall every movement of Zhang Zhen, practicing boxing seriously.

After Jiang Chen's health increased, his own potential perception also increased a lot. At this moment, when he closed his eyes, he kept recalling all the subtle movements of Zhang Zhen in his mind.

He began to try slowly, Jiang Chen took a step forward with his left foot according to the opportunity in his mind, then landed his right foot in front of his left foot and turned into a right lunge, his two punches followed his body from the chest to his head, and the two fists faced each other , leaning forward, stretching out his fists.

This action is not different from the previous Zhang Zhen, what is missing is only the momentum of Zhang Zhen.

Jiang Chen wasn't in a hurry, he had plenty of time, after playing once, Jiang Chen's body was sweating slightly.

"This fierce tiger boxing actually consumes so much energy!" Jiang Chen was slightly surprised, not long after he started practicing boxing, his body had a reaction.

Jiang Chen was overjoyed, and practiced several times in succession.All of this was seen by Zhang Zhen, who was smoking a dry cigarette, and his cloudy eyes were slightly surprised.

But then he didn't take it seriously, that kid seemed to be a bit talented, but he had too many thoughts, he couldn't concentrate on practicing boxing at all, and his future achievements would be limited.

Zhang Zhen shook his head, and stopped paying attention to Jiang Chen. For him, the Wuguan boxer was just a place where he made a living, and these apprentices were just apprentices, not real disciples.

They can practice the way, and Zhang Zhen's face is also radiant. If he can't see the results, he has nothing to lose, anyway, the monthly money is fixed.

Jiang Chen practiced boxing alone, one after another, soon his body began to sweat, and his body was wet with sweat.

As Zhang Zhen said, there is no shortcut to practicing boxing, you can only rely on your own persistence.

"This brother, what's your name?" Just as Jiang Chen was seriously practicing boxing, a tall, burly man with a pale complexion, a downy chin, and about the same age as Jiang Chen said.

"My name is Fangzhu, but you can call me Zhuzi." The young man had a thick head and bright eyes.

"Jiang Chen!" Seeing this, Jiang Chen responded with a smile, but didn't pay much attention to it.

Fang Zhu was good at observing words and expressions. Seeing Jiang Chen's interest, he quickly said in a low voice, "Brother Jiang is practicing martial arts for the first time? Brother, do you know that martial arts requires medicinal materials or pills, so as to minimize the damage to the body."

"I think Brother Jiang's face is red and his ears are red, and his sweat is flowing. This is a sign of the loss of Qi and blood. You may need medicinal materials to nourish Qi and blood."

Seeing the interest in Jiang Chen's eyes, Fang Zhu smiled again and said: "I happen to know a pharmacist from a herb shop, Jiang Chen, if you need medicinal materials, you can tell me."

"Don't worry, the herbal medicine shop has been around for a hundred years, and the shopkeeper is even a pharmacist. It's absolutely genuine, and there's nothing wrong with it."

"Since that's the case, what medicinal materials are there to nourish qi and blood?" Jiang Chen's heart moved. Although he could use attribute points to improve the realm of martial arts, it had great disadvantages to his body. Every time he improved his martial arts, his body felt Being hungry is a bad sign.

If the qi and blood can be nourished before adding points, the loss to the body can be minimized.

"Of course, century-old ginseng, velvet antler, tiger bone, etc. all have these effects, but I still recommend you to take Zhuangti Decoction. This decoction has milder medicinal properties and will not cause discomfort to the body."

"Strengthening body soup?" Jiang Chen's heart moved, and he suddenly had an idea.

"Dare to ask Brother Zhuzi, do you sell this strong body soup, and what is the price?" Jiang Chen will definitely try the strong body soup in Fang Zhu's mouth, so that when he adds some attributes next time, his body will not be consumed too much and he will be unbearably hungry.

"The body-strengthening soup made by the pharmacist is three points more effective than the world's ones. If you need it, Jiang Chen, you can call in advance. The price is easy to negotiate."

"Brother Lao Zhuzi will be there at that time!" Jiang Chen cupped his fists, he also wanted to try the effect of the strong body soup in Fang Zhu's mouth.

"It's easy to say, easy to say!" Fang Zhu smiled, and also cupped his fists in return.

"What are you two doing, why don't you hurry up and practice boxing!" Zhang Zhen noticed the leisurely look of the two and scolded them.

The two hurriedly continued to practice boxing. This fierce tiger boxing emphasizes one word, fierce.

This coincided with Jiang Chen's thoughts, he focused on nothing else, practiced one after another, and soon entered the state.

Every time he punches, he puts all his strength into his body. His strength is already strong, even if he has not practiced Tiger Fist, its power should not be underestimated.

He started punching against the black wooden stake. This time he practiced boxing, he didn't practice pure Yang Kung Fu throughout the whole process. In Jiang Chen's view, only by purely punching can he understand the true meaning of boxing.

"boom."

"boom."

"boom."

"..."

Dull and monotonous voices sounded quietly in the martial arts hall, but Jiang Chen was not the only one in the whole square, and there were also many apprentices practicing boxing, kicking, palm, and saber techniques.

Time passed by like a fleeting horse, and soon, the afterglow of the setting sun dyed the corners of the sky red, and many apprentices packed up their things and prepared to go home after soaking in the liquid medicine.

There were only a few apprentices who were still punching, and Jiang Chen was one of them. His clothes were already wet with sweat, and his face was pale, but he still gritted his teeth and continued.

"One thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine."

"One thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine."

"One thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine."

"Two thousand." Jiang Chen said silently in his heart, he had already punched two thousand times!

"Crack."

The stake collapsed into a faint fist mark.

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