An assistant brought three trim panels and folded them together, held them on his chest, and he also wore a chest-protecting vest.

"Now, what I want to perform is the key points and explosive power of the front kicking." Zhang Liming said.

He walked to the assistant who was holding the triple board and started to do the movement. "Everyone watch slow motion, the right foot pushes the ground hip joint and rotates to the left, and the right leg bends with the hip joint as the axis to bend and lifts the knee. When the thigh is lifted to a level or slightly higher, the joint is pushed forward and forward, and the calf is quickly kicked forward and upward with the knee joint as the axis, reaching the tip of the leg, and the whole leg is kicked straight. After the kick, it is quickly relaxed, and the right leg bounces back along the original route, and placing the right foot in front of the left foot is still in a practical position."

Zhang Liming paused and raised his voice, "Remember, tighten the knee joints and relax the calf, and be elastic. The calf is sent forward and when kicking high, the calf is recycled as fast as the forward kick."

Seeing Zhang Liming's speech speed increasing, everyone knew that Zhang Liming was really about to get out of his legs. Everyone stared at Zhang Liming's legs with wide eyes, afraid of missing a wonderful moment.

Zhang Liming said the faster and faster, "When using kicking skills, you do not use force from beginning to end. A master should pay attention to the places where you don't use force, rather than the places where you use force! The steps of turning your waist, raising your knees and raising your calf with the power of the ground are all light and soft power. When you want to eject the calf out, you must rush out at the fastest speed!"

Yan Shuo, Zhang Liming kicked his right leg like lightning.

"Bang!"

The three trim panels separated from it, and even under the huge impact force, the assistant took several steps back to stabilize his body.

Looking at Zhang Liming again, his calves had been recycled, as if they had not moved.

All the students were shocked.

Including Lin Tiancheng, he also nodded secretly. He could see clearly that Zhang Liming just kicked, and he was indeed quick, accurate and ruthless!

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Zhang Liming's eyes fell on Wang Mengxin again and said, "Wang Mengxin, come and demonstrate, kick me."

Wang Mengxin came to Zhang Liming with some nervousness.

Zhang Liming picked up a triple board and signaled that Wang Mengxin could take action.

Wang Mengxin took a deep breath, raised her leg and kicked the triple in Zhang Liming's hand.

"Bang!"

A light sound.

Not only did Wang Mengxin not kick the triple board, but instead hurt her feet, showing a bit of pain on her face.

Zhang Liming did not care about Wang Mengxin, and his face became even heavier. He handed the pallet in his hand to his assistant, walked over and held Wang Mengxin's waist with his hand.

"How many times have I said it? Pay attention to the key points of action..."

"Zhang Liming! Where is Zhang Liming? Tell him to get out!!!"

At this moment, a loud shout rang out.

Everyone took a breath.

Damn who is this?

He actually shouted here and asked the head coach to get out. Do you don’t want to live anymore?

Everyone turned to look.

I saw a strong middle-aged man with a flat head standing in the center of the club, holding a mobile phone in one hand. He glanced left and right with anger on his face, his eyes scary.

Next to the man, there was a young woman with fair skin, with a little embarrassed face and a little guilty.

Zhang Liming also turned around and felt relieved.

He didn't know the flat-headed man, but he knew the young woman next to the man.

The young woman is his customer, fair and pretty, so Zhang Liming condescends to guide the young woman in physical fitness several times, and the two of them get into sex.

Soon, Zhang Liming calmed down.

He has never been caught by the young woman's husband.

"Is there anything wrong with me?" Zhang Liming said loudly.

The flat-headed man turned his head and looked at Zhang Liming, his eyes spitting fire, and said, "Are you Zhang Liming?"

"I am, but I don't seem to know you. Is there any misunderstanding?" Zhang Liming said.

The flat-headed man pulled the young woman next to him and rushed to Zhang Liming angrily, saying, "You don't know me, do you know this shameless woman?"

Zhang Liming lowered his face and said, "She is a guest at my fitness club. Please speak with respect."

"Respect? You guys and men, you guys, also know how to respect?" The flat-headed man raised his cell phone and said to Zhang Liming, "Is this person named Liu Xiahui in WeChat? Isn't you?"

Everyone knows what's going on. It seems that the head coach played with someone else's wife and was found at the door.

Zhang Liming breathed a sigh of relief.

Of course, Liu Xiahui is him, but just his WeChat account. His large account will never be unclear to the students or guests.

Zhang Liming took his cell phone and looked at it, saying, "I don't know you."

"Don't you know? Where is your WeChat? Do you have the courage to show me?"

Zhang Liming nodded to the assistant, and the assistant brought Zhang Liming's cell phone over.

Zhang Liming opened WeChat and looked at the flat-headed man. His WeChat name was that man. There were no friends from the young woman in WeChat.

The flat-headed man also knew that Zhang Liming must have used a small trumpet and his wife. He said, "You must have a small trumpet. My wife is only here to exercise with you. Who else do you have?"

Zhang Liming lowered his face and said, "I have to go to class if it's unreasonable. If you are here to exercise or learn taekwondo, I welcome you. If not, please leave, otherwise I will call the police."

The flat-headed manly face turned black. He was 100% sure that his wife had an affair with Zhang Liming, but unfortunately there was no evidence.

He reached out and pointed Zhang Liming a few times, saying, "Your luck this time, boy, if I find evidence, I will demolish your fitness club."

Zhang Liming was very polite and did not refute it.

One of Zhang Liming's assistants could not bear it anymore, so they took a few steps forward and stared at the flat-headed man.

The flat-headed man said without showing any weakness, "What? Want to do it?"

He found inspiration at once and turned to look at Zhang Liming, "I heard that you are a master of Taekwondo black belt or a successor of Baguazhang? Do you have the courage to fight me?"

Zhang Liming was not interested in taking action and said, "You go quickly, I don't want to be said to be bullied by others, and it will make people laugh at it if it is spread."

"You dare not?" The flat-headed man looked provocative.

"Just based on you, my master is not qualified to do it. I will fight you." Zhang Liming's assistant said.

The flat-headed man glanced at the man disdainfully, "You are the only one? You are not worthy!"

The assistant's face was so angry that his face turned red, but Zhang Liming did not express his opinion, and he couldn't say anything.

"It's him! I know him!"

At this moment, a student exclaimed.

"Who is he?"

"Ai Zhiyong, a free fighting expert, a professional Sanda coach, has played in TV games!"

"hiss!"

When everyone heard this, they took a breath. No wonder the other party dared to challenge the head coach so much. It turned out that he was a fighting expert who had played on TV.

Ai Zhiyong also showed a little complacent on his face. He looked at Zhang Liming with contempt and said, "Aren't you a master of Taekwondo? Is the successor of Baguazhang? Why? Have you shrunk your eggs?"
Chapter completed!