I Have A Space For Planting

The second forty-eighth, learn martial arts

Zhang Cheng didn't know what Xiao Huzi was thinking, he just relied on his extraordinary reaction to force him down.

After all, there is a process for ordinary people to see the opponent's movements and then make relative reactions. Even kung fu masters train the corresponding routines and body reactions so that their own counterattacks and parries can be done without passing through the brain, and the body has already done it by itself. corresponding processing.

But this is more or less a process.

And Zhang Cheng's movements were faster than this process.

So whether you have a mustache or Hu Zhen who reacts faster, in this state, if you want to beat Zhang Cheng, how to say that, it’s almost like a mouse trying to escape a cat. It’s not that you can’t do it, but It requires various conditions. And it is a pity that neither of them has the corresponding conditions.

Hu Zhen, who took two steps back, made a half circle around Zhang Cheng, watching his opponent.

There should be nothing wrong with her attack just now, right?

The test of the straight punch is actually an attack with the feet. After the intention is seen through, the punch is retracted to the elbow. There should be no problem here.

But the other party was able to make a move and blocked her attack, but the other party was merciful and did not fight back, otherwise she would have fallen.

why?

Hu Zhen carefully recalled the situation just now, but she was somewhat uncertain about Zhang Cheng's way.

Be careful. After an immediate reminder, he continued to attack Zhang Cheng.

But this time she was much more cautious.

Unfortunately, the more cautious Hu Zhen is, the easier it is for Zhang Cheng to deal with it.

Once again, he easily parried Hu Zhen's attack.

Hu Zhen backed away, looking at Zhang Cheng with more doubts in her eyes.

You... haven't practiced kung fu?

I haven't practiced before. Zhang Cheng replied honestly.

These words stunned the mustache on the side.

I'm going crazy! He is famous as Populus euphratica, but he was played by someone who has never practiced?

But he didn't say anything, because the opponent hadn't practiced, and he hadn't even fought.

Hu Zhen was also a little speechless, she never thought that there would be such a thing.

But immediately, Hu Zhen looked at Zhang Cheng with subtle eyes, as if seeing a piece of jade in the rough.

Kung fu is actually nothing unusual to put it bluntly.

Modern fighting has been thoroughly studied.

Moreover, after some moves that are prone to death and disability are disabled, martial arts are far inferior to the current sports such as boxing.

It is natural to be lonely.

But if the martial arts are in the hands of the person in front of him, will there be some wonderful changes?

After all, all martial arts, boxing and other fighting, in the final analysis, are still people.

If people are good, then martial arts and boxing will be good. If people are not good enough, then neither martial arts nor boxing will have any effect.

Then do you want to learn? Hu Zhen asked with bright eyes.

Zhang Cheng was a little surprised, is he such a good teacher?

Can I think about it?

Of course. Hu Zhen nodded repeatedly.

She didn't mean to say what she wanted, but it would be a good thing if there was such an inheritor of their family's kung fu.

Zhang Cheng scratched his head, took off his protective gear and left.

Back at Zhou Yun's residence, Aunt Mei was wearing her pajamas, looking at the documents in her hand absent-mindedly, and she was relieved until Zhang Cheng came back.

How did the talk go?

It's okay, the other party is very polite, and asked me if I want to learn Kung Fu. Zhang Cheng said.

Zhou Yun was taken aback when he heard the words, a little puzzled, why not learn Kung Fu?

Zeng Li had just come out of the shower, her hair was wrapped in a towel, and she was still wearing a bathrobe. When she saw Zhang Cheng, she ran over quickly, and snuggled up to Zhang Cheng with a smile.

Shall I blow your hair? Zhang Cheng said.

Okay~ Zeng Li said coquettishly.

Zhang Cheng went to get a hair dryer and helped Zeng Li dry her hair.

Zeng Li sat there, accepting Zhang Cheng's service with a face of enjoyment.

Since it was fine, Zhou Yun felt relieved.

After looking at Aunt Mei and Aunt Mei, Zhang Cheng smiled and carried the two of them back to the bedroom.

The next day, apart from reading the report as usual, Zhang Cheng would also follow Zhou Yun to deal with some matters and learn her business methods.

Then I received a call from Hu Zhen.

This guy actually couldn't wait to let him learn Kung Fu.

This made Zhang Cheng a little dizzy, he really didn't want to learn this stuff.

What's the point?

Beyond seven steps, the bullet is the fastest, and within seven steps, the bullet is fast and accurate, okay?

But thinking of Hu Zhen's beauty, Zhang Cheng was inevitably moved. After thinking about it, he said hello to Aunt Mei, left the company, and went to the gym that the other party said.

This is a personal training gym.

Except for all kinds of training equipment, only Hu Zhen was there.

This made Zhang Cheng's eyes brighten. Yesterday, he had a mustache looking on, so it was difficult for him to operate. This time, fortunately, he has to make some progress.

When Hu Zhen saw Zhang Cheng approaching, she smiled lightly, without any nonsense, she directly led Zhang Cheng to practice routines.

That is to say, punching and kicking one by one.

To Hu Zhen's surprise, Zhang Cheng mastered it very quickly, and she only needed a few pointers to quickly master the moves.

Genius?

Now Hu Zhen taught with more care.

Come on, let's break down our moves. Hu Zhen said after leading Zhang Cheng to practice for a while, preparing to practice some duels with Zhang Cheng to increase his actual combat experience.

Zhang Cheng giggled, this is good, let’s break the trick, it’s normal to have a bump by accident, isn’t it.

So Hu Zhen can immediately start to exchange ideas.

Oh~ Zhang Cheng's hand suddenly touched a place that shouldn't be touched. Hu Zhen gave Zhang Cheng a blank look, but she was not too angry and continued to discuss.

Then he was touched again, and now even if Hu Zhen was relatively slow, he could see that Zhang Cheng was uneasy and kind.

Practice well! Hu Zhen said angrily.

Zhang Cheng could only restrain himself and continue to practice hard.

How to put it that way, Zhang Cheng doesn't really want to learn kung fu. If the person who taught him wasn't Hu Zhen, Zhang Cheng would rather lift two dumbbells and exercise his body.

effort? Martial arts? It's better to be intimate with your own women.

Sister Hu, I want to treat you to a meal and express my gratitude. Please give me this opportunity. In the evening of practice, Zhang Cheng invited.

Hu Zhen wiped her sweat with a towel, and nodded after thinking.

The two came to a restaurant and asked for a private room. Zhang Cheng looked at the drinks.

Would Miss Hu want a drink?

Hu Zhen looked at the drink: Then drink less.

Then you drink a cup and I drink a cup, and Hu Zhen drank a lot.

Is there a chance? Zhang Cheng was thoughtful, and asked a surrogate driver to take him and Hu Zhen back to each other's residence.

Put the drunken Hu Zhen to bed.

Sister Hu? Zhang Cheng asked tentatively.

Hu Zhen opened her eyes when she heard this. Although she drank a lot, she was not very drunk, and she was still somewhat conscious.

Do you want some water? Zhang Cheng asked.

Hu Zhen looked at Zhang Cheng and nodded slightly.