After being pushed back by the school flower

Qin Fen left the hotel and walked to the fitness club not far away.

Not long after walking, an old voice suddenly came from my ear:

"Little benefactor, come to the south of the lake, I have something to tell you!"

Telephony!

When Qin Fen heard the voice, he was startled and looked around quickly.

Although this voice was heard a few months ago, Qin Fen did not forget it at all, because although it was only a chance encounter, it left a deep impression on him.

I remember that when he reported to Jidong No. [-] Middle School on the first day, he once gave up his seat on the bus to an old monk. Later, the old monk also used sound transmission to warn him not to break his body before, otherwise he would destroy himself.

Qin Fen has always obeyed his words. Although he had a chance before, he has not broken it.

Unexpectedly, after such a long time, this voice appeared again. Now that he said to look for him in the south of the lake, Qin Fen hurriedly looked around, and sure enough, he saw an old monk with a gray beard sitting on the shore of a small artificial lake in the south of the resort. while fishing.

Without saying a word, Qin Fen hurried to his side.

"En! The speed is good!" Seeing that he arrived so soon, the old monk was surprised, nodded and smiled, thinking in his heart, Mo Buddha's mind is really extraordinary!

"May I ask what your name is, master?" Qin Fen sat down next to him, didn't pay much attention to his compliment, and asked his name respectfully.

"You can call me the old monk!" The old monk shook his head and said with a faint smile

"Why do you keep calling me here?" Qin Fen asked straight to the point.

"Fishing with me!" The old monk handed him a bamboo pole.

"Oh?" Qin Fen took the bamboo pole and didn't ask any further questions. Anyway, he wouldn't ask himself to fish for no reason, maybe there was a hidden secret behind it.

……

"This small body is also here to hit the sandbag? Be careful of being hit by the sandbag!"

"That's right! Brother Kun, just like him, it's not enough for you to punch him!"

"..."

Many people in the fitness club are exercising, most of them are adult men who come here for vacation, only a few students from Jidong No. [-] Middle School are there.

Most of the people who come here are strong-backed, muscular machos. Even if they are not that big, they are at least tall and mighty, or have obvious muscle lines. If you don’t have the above characteristics, you are embarrassed to go.

Everyone suddenly saw Qin Fen's medium-sized, thin body, and immediately showed contempt and contempt, and when he told the waiter that he wanted to hit the sandbag, some people who were too much even laughed.Only those students from Jidong No. [-] Middle School knew how powerful Qin Fen was, and they didn't dare to laugh at him casually, but they were also curious about what he was doing here.

Qin Fen didn't care about them, and it wasn't the first time he came to this kind of place. When he was still in junior high school in that town in the countryside, he practiced in a small gym there for a while. reason.

Therefore, he didn't care when he heard those people ridiculed and despised him. He had encountered this situation before.

Qin Fen changed into the vest and shorts provided by the gym in the locker room by himself, and then, barefoot and without gloves, he walked towards the group of sandbags in the corner of the fitness hall.

The people who were laughing at him just now laughed even more when they saw him go to the sandbag group recklessly,

"Grass, where is this idiot, so reckless, can he go to that kind of place?"

"That's right, I'm really looking for death! Brother Kun doesn't even dare to go!"

"I guess he was just laughed at by us, so he got angry, hey! What an idiot!"

"..."

The so-called sandbag group is a small room filled with sandbags.

Sandbags hang down from the ceiling one by one. The sandbags here are not too big or heavy, weighing only a few dozen kilograms each. Generally, a strong person can fly with one punch, but the distance between the sandbags is very close, which is only enough for one person. So once one of the sandbags is knocked out,

This sandbag will hit another one, and then the other one will hit another one, which is the so-called movement of the whole body.

If several sandbags are knocked into the air in a short period of time, the groups of sandbags will collide and fly, and people inside will be knocked into the air by the sandbags within two strokes, which is very dangerous.

Qin Fen was not afraid, he came here to vent, and partly because he heard what the old monk said: "Strength and speed are not the only criteria to determine the outcome, there is another one, which is sensitivity! Sensitivity is not determined by speed." Yes, it is a kind of subconscious mind, a kind of memory of body movements, when you achieve the balance between sensitivity and speed, then the speed of your shots will be able to reach the extreme of your own speed!"

Hearing this passage, Qin Fen was very surprised. He thought that the old monk was going to teach him some powerful exercises, or say some profound words like "the end of yin and the birth of yang", but he came out with such modern words. a paragraph.

Qin Fen was still disappointed on the way back, but now that he saw the group of sandbags, he understood a little bit.

What the old monk meant was for him to practice his reaction ability. This thing is not enhanced by external objects, it is all about practice, relying on fighting experience, and then let the movements form a memory. When attacking and fighting, the mind does not need to think, the body movements will automatically Sent, this is a physical memory.

When the body reaches this memory, at the same speed, all moves are dead. This is like the saying in martial arts that there is no move to win, and there is a move. This is the combination of speed and sensitivity.

And Qin Fen entered the ancient martial arts world by fusing the hands of Demon and Buddha. He has never been instructed by a special person, nor has he practiced since he was a child. What he lacks now is fighting experience.

Apparently the old monk saw this and reminded Qin Fen to add it.

Wanting to understand this, Qin Fen stopped hesitating immediately, walked into the sandbag group, closed his eyes and took a few deep breaths, then suddenly opened his eyes, and began to hit the nearest sandbag,

"Bang!" The sandbag flew up and hit the one behind, and then bounced back. Qin Fen greeted him with a punch, and began to concentrate on fighting back.

after an hour,

The rooms of the sandbag group are separated by glass. People outside can not only see everything inside, but also hear the voice inside.

I saw a young man walking freely among the sandbags, but his hands didn't stop, he kept hitting the sandbags around him,

The young man seems to be slow, but in fact he is fast. Outsiders can only see a phantom constantly changing positions.

At the same time, there were bursts of violent impact sounds outside the room, mixed with the sound of sandbags being pierced and the sound of sand falling to the ground.

Everyone outside was stunned at the moment, with their mouths wide open and their eyes staring at the situation inside. They didn't expect that the thin-looking boy was so powerful. The sandbags in the room were flying all over the sky, and some sandbags were punched through too many times by his fists, and the sand kept flowing out.

Seeing all this, the person who had laughed at Qin Fen just now turned pale with fright. What will happen to such a person when he takes revenge on himself.

The timid ones are already thinking of running away.

There was no one outside the fitness club, and the old monk saw Qin Fen inside through the glass door, and was secretly shocked: I never thought that this kid was so good at understanding, that he could be absorbed in the first practice. Perfect for speed.

Seeing this, the old monk nodded and left quietly.

Qin Fen had already entered a strange state, completely unaware of external affairs, and he didn't come back to his senses until all the sandbags around him were pierced.

Seeing all the sandbags leaking sand, Qin Fen froze for a moment, shook his head, walked out of the room, and walked to the service desk, intending to buy a bottle of Coke to quench his thirst.

When the people in the hall saw him, they stepped aside one after another and looked at him quietly, their eyes full of envy, admiration and shock——

"Get a bottle of Coke!" Qin Fen said to the waiter while sitting on the stool by the service desk.

"Brother Qin, I invite you!" Jia Feng did not know when he appeared here, seeing that Qin Fen wanted a Coke, he offered Qin Fen a drink with good intentions, and asked the waiter for it regardless of whether he agreed or not. With two bottles of Coke, he walked towards Qin Fen with a smile on his face.

Show courteousness for nothing, but also courteous enemies, conspiracy!

Qin Fen looked at Jia Feng with a faint smile.