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A new day is a new temper.

That morning, Wang Heng came to the familiar martial arts hall. As soon as he entered the door, he saw Ye Xun who was jumping rope to warm up.

Seeing him coming, the girl came over and said, "The ring is empty and there is no one to use it, otherwise we will go up and play? I feel like I haven't been fighting on the ring for a long time. Do you want to go up?"

Wang Heng thought for a moment.

Compared to a month or two ago, he felt that he should have made great progress now and would not be unable to hold on to two rounds like he did before.

Let’s look around... because it was still morning, the martial arts hall did not officially open and there were no customers at all. Most of the apprentices stationed in the martial arts hall also went out for a run, and the surroundings were empty and there were very few people.

In other words, even if you are abused, it will not be too embarrassing. No one can see it anyway.

So he nodded and said, "Okay, no problem. Do you want the MMA rules?"

Ye Xun: "You can do whatever rules you like."

"Then the mma rule."

After saying that, Wang Heng took off his coat, shoes and socks, and began to wrap bandages on himself. After practicing so many times, he was already familiar with the method of wrapping bandages.

After the bandage is finished, it is time to wear boxing gloves. Logically speaking, the MMA rules should be divided into finger gloves, but the two of them are just having fun, so naturally there is no need to be too serious.

Ye Xun brought a pair of ordinary boxing gloves and helped him put them on. Wang Heng originally wanted to do this step by himself, but Ye Xun's move to wear gloves was quite natural and skillful. Before he could refuse, he had almost finished wearing them.

Then, the girl put on boxing gloves for herself, pulled the rope from the ring, and got in.

Wang Heng followed her and went on the ring. The two stood face to face, a few steps apart.

After looking at the deserted surroundings, Ye Xun said: "No need for audiences or referees. It's great. Will you start now?"

"Let's get started."

Wang Heng made a good stand and moved back and forth in small steps, slowly approaching the girl...

Now he already knows that when fighting, he needs to use such small steps to constantly change positions, making it difficult for the opponent to judge the sense of distance. But in this process, you cannot jump and do not leave the ground at the same time. At least it is not possible at the novice stage. You must maintain the ability to exert force at any time and dodge forward and backward or side at any time, which is a flexible state of balance.

Ye Xun is the same, but her steps are even more subtle...

Suddenly, she exerted force with her right foot and swept across the low position, hitting the side of Wang Heng's calf.

Wang Heng gritted his teeth and did not shout out the pain - although it was indeed painful, he was now more adaptable to the pain. It was precisely because of the adaptation that he knew that as long as he was prepared, Ye Xun's low-level sweep would not be able to ko to himself.

However, just as he endured the pain and was about to fight back, Ye Xun took back his right foot in time and opened a little further.

This will not be easy to fight back.

Wang Heng licked his lips and continued to look for opportunities patiently.

After a few seconds of confrontation, Ye Xun suddenly used the same trick again and swept another low position. At the same time, Wang Heng took a big step forward, causing Ye Xun's kick to touch his leg before it was fully displayed. As a result, the power was greatly reduced.

It shortened the distance, making it easier to punch.

Wang Heng made a hook punch, and he was about to hit the girl in the abdomen, and subconsciously removed a lot of force.

Although Ye Xun's abdominal muscles and vest lines are very beautiful, he still couldn't help but worry about the ability to resist hits in this part.

However, this punch didn't hit at all.

When his fist was still dozens of centimeters away from his abdomen, Ye Xun had already hugged his right arm, pulled it hard, and wrapped it all over his body.

The next second, Ye Xun pulled Wang Heng to the ground, and their bodies intertwined horizontally and vertically, lying down in a cross shape. Ye Xun was on top and Wang Heng was on bottom - the classic flying cross solid.

When Jiu-Jitsu was formed, one of the girls' legs pressed against Wang Heng's chest, the other leg pressed against his neck, held his right arm with both hands, and locked between his legs.

Then, holding his locked arm, slowly lying back, tensing his abdomen and thrusting his hips.

In this way, Wang Heng's right arm was locked by Ye Xun's whole body and exerted force in the direction of the joint. Of course, Ye Xun did not really exert force, otherwise, not to mention the ligament injury, there would be even danger of breaking the arm.

"I lost again." Wang Heng sighed and patted her leg with his empty left hand, indicating that he would admit defeat.

The legs looked white and thin, but Wang Heng patted them and found that when she tried hard, her muscles were stretched quite tough. The feel was completely different from other girls, just like cow tendons.

Ye Xun let him go, stood up, and smiled, "But the progress is obvious. If you punch faster, I won't have time to hold it up."

It would be too boring to say something like "I just can't bear to punch hard" at this time.

Wang Heng just said, "It's okay, practice slowly. And your cross is also an eye-opener. It's the first time I was pulled to the ground from my standing position to lock it."

Ye Xun stretched out his hand and reached in front of him: "Get up, do you want to rest for a while before starting practice?"

"OK."

Wang Heng held her hand and stood up.

The two got off the ring and came to the area they were most accustomed to.

Then, Ye Xun took out his cell phone from his bag and suddenly said, "Yes, I recently discovered a great original singer. Do you want to listen to it together?"

"OK."

When Wang Heng nodded in agreement, he didn't think much about it. But when the familiar piano prelude sounded, he was stunned.

“I set foot on a road in the desert,

Dust in the mirror,

Hesitate silently at every dusk

Light a candle for yourself,

Sometimes I recall the past,

I realized that I had already lost my way.

All youth is always disappointed,

Pieces of puzzles scattered into the sea..."

The ethereal girl's voice echoed in the empty martial arts hall.

Ye Xun sat by the wall, followed the song played on his phone, and hummed softly.

"I know very well how many thorns are ahead,

Busy like an ant,

I don't know how much hope there will be in the future,

Can't learn to mature..."

At this point, the chorus part came to an end and the song entered the piano interlude.

Ye Xun looked at the boy beside him and whispered: "I like both the lyrics and the tunes very much. I can loop the single song when I am practicing the questions. What do you think?"

Facing the girl's gaze, Wang Heng was thinking about a question. That is, should we disclose it now?

Since Han Yixuan and Lu Qi have already met, letting Ye Xun and Pei Ningle get to know each other should also play a role in making the Shura Field transparent, right?

The key is that unlike those two actors, Ye Xun and Pei Ningle are both relatively simple in their scheming, especially Pei Ningle... So what happens after introducing them to each other?

Do you just start arguing or maintain a more harmonious friendship?

This depends on your own operation - thinking of this, Wang Heng made up his mind secretly.

Two minutes later, the song "Lost" was played to the end.

Ye Xun asked with a smile: "How is it, it sounds nice, right?"

Wang Heng said solemnly: "Pei Ningle's song is of course good."

Ye Xun's smile froze: "Do you know her?"
Chapter completed!