Zhang Xiong put on his posture. He did not become slack just because the guests opposite him looked worse than amateurs. He still put on a strict posture to teach Wang Feng.

He knew very well that just explaining theoretical knowledge at length was boring. These guests did not have enough time and patience to understand fighting. They came to the fight club more to experience fighting or to find a sparring partner.

Sweat.

So, after simply teaching Wang Feng the two punching movements and theoretical knowledge, he asked Wang Feng to hit him to demonstrate his understanding and completion of the movements.

Wang Feng nodded and became excited.

This is the opportunity he has been waiting for!

Offended!

Wang Feng said silently in his heart, then took a stance and nodded to Zhang Xiong, indicating that he was ready.

Zhang Xiong looked at Wang Feng's posture with great satisfaction. He did it very well. Although it didn't look like a textbook standard, fighting is in dynamic motion all the time. This static posture requirement itself is a kind of

It's a joke, so he paid more attention to Wang Feng's dynamic posture.

"Very good! You did a great job. Now let's practice the previous moves!" Zhang Xiong was not stingy with his praise. For beginners, what they need most is encouragement and appreciation, which is why they can persevere.

One of the driving forces.

Wang Feng is naturally not the kind of beginner who smiles when given a lollipop. Faced with the encouragement and praise given by Zhang Xiong, Wang Feng's answer is very simple, which is to use what he has learned to practice with all his strength.

A swift, ferocious, and tricky straight punch came out. Zhang Xiong was stunned and hurriedly raised his arm to block the protective gear in front of him.

A huge and abundant force hit Zhang Xiong's body through the protective gear. Zhang Xiong felt as if he was hit by a huge train. His body involuntarily fell backwards, staggering several times and trying to fall to the ground.

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Thanks to the fact that Zhang Xiong takes his teaching tasks seriously, even when facing beginner guests, he always assumes a professional posture to demand himself. Otherwise, facing Wang Feng's thunderous punch, at that time,

He fell down.

Even so, Zhang Xiong still wanted to curse.

for

What? It’s not because Wang Feng is pretending to be a pig and eating the tiger!

How could such a sophisticated punch be punched by a beginner? Moreover, beginners cannot do this kind of domineering power. Even if it is a natural divine power, if it cannot exert force, it is just like a crumbling building without a foundation.

It will fall down when touched, and it is completely vulnerable to professionals.

And how could Wang Feng be a beginner with that punch?!

Zhang Xiong's face became very ugly. He felt that Wang Feng was deliberately causing trouble for him, so he "played" himself like this. Unfortunately, he had thought that Wang Feng's qualifications were good before. Even if he was a few years younger, he would still be considered good.

A good seedling worth cultivating.

As a result, "Good Seedling" taught himself a lesson!

Seeing Wang Feng's happy face, Zhang Xiong felt even more unhappy. He took off his protective gear, moved his numb arms, and cupped his hands at Wang Feng.

Wang Feng was stunned for a moment, and he raised his hand to him for no apparent reason.

Seeing that he still looked confused, Zhang Xiong felt even more angry. Do you think I can't see that you are playing me? Are you still humiliating me?!

"This guest, do you have any dissatisfaction with me?" Zhang Xiong still remembered that this guest in front of him was a very distinguished guest, so no matter how dissatisfied he was, he was very polite in his words.

In today's society, whoever has a bigger fist is not more powerful.

Wang Feng was stunned when he heard this. He didn't understand why Zhang Xiong said that, which made him confused.

He shook his head and said: "No, I think you taught me very well. According to your instructions, I punched very smoothly. I didn't feel constrained at all like I usually fight."

Zhang Xiong is even more angry, are you still trying to make fun of me? You are obviously very professional in the speed and angle of your punches, why do you think I taught you well? Are you deliberately mocking me?!

Zhang Xiong said angrily: "You are much better at boxing than me, do you need me to 'teach' you?!"

At this time, no matter how slow Wang Feng was, he could tell that Zhang Xiong was really dissatisfied. As for why he was dissatisfied with himself, Wang Feng vaguely guessed some clues from his words.

He smiled and said: "I have been very strong since I was a child, so I look very powerful. In fact, I am just strong."

he

He fully thought that by explaining like this, he had cleared up the misunderstanding. Who knows, when Zhang Xiong saw that he was still quibbling, he became increasingly angry.

"Your skills are not inferior to mine at all. Is this 'only brute force is stronger'?!" Zhang Xiong stopped hinting around and said directly: "You don't need to pretend to be a beginner to tease me about fighting.

Coach? If I have offended you in any way, I would like to apologize to you. You are a distinguished guest. There is no need for you to be as knowledgeable as a little person like me. Please show your respect!"

Wang Feng understood at this time, Zhang Xiong felt that he was not a beginner at all, and thought that he was deliberately making things difficult for him. However, he was obviously a beginner, and...

Wang Feng suddenly froze when he thought of this.

Yes, in his current understanding, he is indeed a beginner, but when he "wakes up" in Nancheng, he can't remember his previous life experience at all, or in other words, he has lost his memory.

Everything was forgotten.

And among those things that he forgot might include the fact that he was once a fighting master.

Fighting master? Wang Feng once again thought of the fight between him and the Wang family's bodyguards. At that time, he was able to defeat those five people by himself. It was obviously impossible to rely on brute force alone. Now think about it

, although he was not completely crushed at that time, it was quite easy. It seemed unreasonable to easily defeat those professional bodyguards by just relying on brute force.

Could it be that he is really a fighting master?!

Thinking of this, Wang Feng bowed his hand to Zhang Xiong and said: "I didn't mean to tease you, but my skills are a lot rusty. Seeing how seriously you taught me, I wanted to review it all over again, causing you some trouble."

Sorry for the trouble."

Zhang Xiong was stunned, he didn't expect Wang Feng to say this.

He didn't want to forgive Wang Feng, but he never expected that Wang Feng's attitude was much better than he thought, and he didn't have the domineering attitude of a rich man. This made Zhang Xiong hesitate to forgive him.

, or don’t forgive him?

At this moment, Wang Feng did not give Zhang Xiong any time to hesitate. He said to Zhang Xiong: "Next, I will continue to trouble you. I don't believe the other coaches here. I only believe you are the best coach here."
Chapter completed!