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The SHIELD training ground should be one of the places where people often gather outside the entertainment room here. ..

Occasionally supporting the action teams in the surrounding areas, besides wasting time in the recreation room, he also spent time in the training ground gym.

Don't doubt their enthusiasm for practicing fitness. On the one hand, they maintain their due fighting strength, and on the other hand, they are indeed free. What can they do if they don't train and keep fit?

"Boom" "Boom" "Boom"

Chu Ling, who was wearing training clothes, was also beating loudly in front of a sandbag. He was not considered diligent, but even if there was little work here, he could finish it quickly even if he was not diligent.

So spending time at the training ground after lunch is also his daily routine.

"Zheng Ju"

"sir"

"Bang" Chu Ling knocked the sandbag away with the last punch, stopped, then swung his fist horizontally, blocked the sandbag from coming back again with his arm, and turned half of his body to look at Uncle Zheng Xian who was running towards the training ground.

Zheng Xian didn't have the suit he always wore, so he walked over in sportswear. The target should be him, Chu Ling thought with some guilt.

"Pa" a pair of fighting gloves was thrown in front of him, and then the opponent himself said while wearing the gloves: "I haven't exercised for a long time, practice with me."

Not a question, but a forced tone that was half a command.

Chu Ling swallowed, then bent down to pick up the gloves, looked at the opponent carefully and started to put on the protective gear.

"Well... I just listened to you." Chu Ling thought for a moment and spoke softly.

Don't even think about it, he definitely feels sorry for his eldest daughter. Flashdance..

That girl Zheng Xiyan was in a more miserable condition. Those two blows definitely caused her to have broken bones and torn muscles, which meant that her hands were useless for nearly a month.

At that time, he didn't think much about whether it would be inconvenient to have both hands injured. On the other hand, it could also be seen that Chu Ling could not hold back too much to make the opponent lose his combat effectiveness in this short period of time.

"I said it was this." Zheng Xian didn't even look at him, but Codename Glove ran to one side of the fighting field and stood still. The action team members who were fighting immediately stepped aside, and then looked at Zheng Xian expectantly and sympathetically. Looked at Chu Ling.

No wonder he didn't. He raised his arm and bit the lock with his teeth, and then walked over helplessly without looking down on the other party.

The soldiers in the action team were very enthusiastic when he first came here, but now no one is interested in sparring with him.

So they were all aware of his fighting ability, but when the opponent was Zheng Xian, their sympathetic and playful eyes were on him.

Half gloves have a certain cushioning ability. Just now he didn't wear gloves when playing with the sandbags, but the uncle came over and asked both of them to wear them. Chu Ling didn't think that the other party was afraid of the weight of his punches.

"You are worried about her doing this line of work." He exchanged fists lightly and said helplessly. He was the one who asked him to train with them, and he was also the one who was worried about his daughter.

"Oh, she didn't go there on her own, she was sent in by me." After Zheng Xian said that, he twisted his neck on the spot, and then without saying anything, he stepped over with a sprint step and hit an uppercut with his right hand. .

Chu Ling turned around and dodged. The opponent used boxing.

"Uncle, Laizhen...fuck"

It was easy to hide originally. Although the opponent's strength and speed seemed to be stronger than ordinary people, it was not a problem for Chu Ling who had various opportunities.

But Zheng Xian, who hit the air with an uppercut, changed his move without any expression, turning his fist into a palm, and the attack rhythm suddenly became faster, and he slashed hard up and down.

Chu Ling had been hiding too casually before, leaving no room for change. He raised his left hand out of reflex.

"Where's your shield?" The voice was loud enough for only two people to hear.

I was indeed used to shields just now, but it’s no problem to block directly. It’s not a sword or a bullet. He curled up the corner of his mouth and said, “It’s not necessary...”

Before he finished speaking, Chu Ling's pupils enlarged, and the palm holding his arm suddenly felt a force. He couldn't pull out his left hand, so he didn't dare to keep his strength and punched hard with his right hand.

"Pa" Zheng Xian caught Chu Ling's fist with his left hand. Looking at the opponent's incredible eyes, he raised a smile on his lips, and then pushed forward with both hands.

"Bang~" Chu Ling flew out directly, hit the sandbag he had practiced on before, and then flew towards the wall.

However, after being cushioned by the sandbag, he was close to adjusting. As soon as he adjusted his body, he stepped on the wall with his feet, then paused briefly, and then jumped off the ground.

"Wow"

"Ju Zheng is mighty"

Feeling the numbness in his right fist and left arm, Chu Ling's eyes became serious. He looked at the opponent's gloved hands. He was stupid to think that the opponent was using boxing. This kind of fighting technique should only be learned in high school. Yes.

Just like myself, I have dabbled in the fighting skills of various countries. I don’t say that I have to learn them, but at least it will be much easier to deal with them.

The moment he exerted his strength, there was definitely a flash of light under the five-finger gloves. He only wore the gloves to hide this.

The uncle used qi, and it was so powerful. This level was at least equivalent to that of Mr. Fat Snake.

"Tiger Territory"

Zheng Xian said nothing, and raised his palms to Chu Ling, gesturing for him to come over and continue.

Chu Ling glanced around the action team watching the show, and now his field team also heard the news and ran over.

His eyes flickered as he thought about whether his prestige or face was more important. Besides, he might not be able to defeat him even if he was beaten. Not to mention that the energy in his body couldn't be used, even if the energy capacity of the two people was used, there was still a big gap.

This uncle has definitely hidden Huyu's human weapons. He knows Huniu over there. That girl has always been at odds with Lin Qilin, and the other party has been working hard to inherit Huyu's human weapons, so he still Like Kunlun, there is no modern Iron Fist.

"Stop fighting, admit defeat."

After saying that, he raised his hand and bit open the buckle. The surface of his right fist was already broken.

"You kid..." Zheng Xian was a little surprised. Looking at the boos from the soldiers and agents beside him, and the indifferent look on Chu Ling's face, he finally shook his head with a wry smile. He didn't have the youthful energy of a young man at all. .

"What are you looking at? What will happen to you?" Chu Ling listened to the boos in his ears and turned back to glare. The group of people immediately stopped.

Zheng Xian smiled and then untied his gloves.

Chu Ling came over and whispered: "I'm angry."

"No."

Chu Ling quickly took a step back.

"The strength and speed are good, but the flexibility is lacking without Qi."

Chu Ling listened to Zheng Xian's comments and shrugged helplessly: "I want to do it too, but it's useless."

As for whether pure strength and speed are better, or the Qi learned from Kunlun, Chu Ling can't really comment. If he has been practicing until now, or if the Qi in his body can be used, his combat power can be improved by at least 2 to 3 levels. As the uncle said, the use of Qi is more diverse.

Zheng Xian knew Chu Ling's question and nodded without asking further.

"Xika, why don't you teach her melee combat? She's so bad. You've been out for so long. You won't have those old-fashioned patriarchal things in there, right?"

"She refuses to learn and has no talent. The second girl is just like me." Zheng Xian threw the boxing gloves he took off into Chu Ling's hands.

When Chu Ling heard this, her eyes flickered: "Xika looks like an aunt."

Zheng Xian's eyes suddenly glared over, and Chu Ling quickly stretched out his hand to pull on his mouth to shut up. As expected, it was as he guessed. Sika's ability might have been inherited from his aunt, but neither of them was an Inhuman.

Zheng Xian looked at it for a while and finally sighed: "Don't tell anyone. Just like your brother and sister, Nick doesn't know much about it either."

Chu Ling nodded immediately: "Oh."

"By the way, I have something to tell you."

"kindness"

"Teaching the big girl close combat"

"...No time."

Zheng Xian stretched out his hand.

"Give me the gloves."

"what"

"Keep hitting you."

"..." He is indeed a father.