Picked up a dark secret martial world

Chapter 56 Test
real world.

When he opened his eyes, Han Ze felt relaxed as if he had escaped from the quagmire.

Go to the bathroom, rinse off the juice left on your body from the medicinal bath, and then put on clean clothes.

Picking up the phone and turning it on, there were more than ten text messages, one of which had a police station number. It was probably about catching the thief yesterday.

He called back and was asked to go over there and take notes.

Han Ze rushed to the police station after hanging up the phone.

If the thief hadn't taken a knife the day before yesterday, he might not have gone through.

It took about an hour to take notes at the police station.

During this period, I heard from MJ that the thief was still in the hospital with a comminuted fracture of his arm and a high probability of leaving sequelae.

Of course, the other party had used a knife, and there were so many people testifying. Let alone a shattered fracture, even if he was killed on the spot, it would be self-defense and he would not be held criminally responsible.

It was already nine o'clock in the morning when we came out.

He was about to go to see how Dong Feifei and the others were doing in their studio when suddenly the phone rang. He picked it up and found out it was Zuo Xin, the coach of the Weiwu Hall Women's Fight Club.

The night before yesterday, Zuo Xin found his phone number through a friend's relationship and the license plate number, and then called him.

I asked him to meet yesterday, but he didn't have time, so it was changed to today.

On the one hand, test your physical strength and see how you can effectively stimulate your "will power"?
After talking on the phone for a few words, Han Ze took a taxi to the "Wei Wu Tang" Women's Fight Club.

It's not far away, right next to Xujiang District Central Hospital.

An old commercial building.

Han Ze took the elevator to the 11th floor. When he got out of the elevator, he saw a big sign that said [Wei Wu Tang Women's Fight Club]

You can see through the glass door that there is no one in the training hall.

Just as Han Ze was about to make a call, another elevator door opened nearby, and Zuo Xin and her tomboy friend with a horse-racing arm walked out of it.

Both of them were wearing white sun protection clothing, with a black sports vest and gray sweatpants underneath. The black vest underneath stretched their chests flat, making them look like pans.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Han, for keeping you waiting." Zuo Xin came up and smiled enthusiastically.

Han Ze didn't take it seriously and said, "It's okay, I just arrived."

Zuo Xin introduced with a smile: "This is my friend and the coach of Weiwu Hall. Her name is Chen Yanan."

Han Ze nodded towards the man-in-law, and then said straight to the point to Zuo Xin: "I'm sorry, I don't have time for boring social interactions. The reason why I agreed to let you come over is actually to test your fighting skills. If it's okay, we can If you are too good at making friends with martial arts..."

He deliberately provoked the generals and wanted them to go all out.

The man-in-law Chen Yanan had a very hot temper and immediately said angrily: "Why, you are too good to be your friend?"

Han Ze asked, "Yes, how do you know?"

"Damn, you are such a... cutie!" Chen Yanan obviously wanted to curse, but still held back, "To be honest, I originally thought you were good at fighting and wanted to make friends with you, but I didn't think about you as a person. You are so self-righteous, now you want to be friends with me, I don’t care at all."

Han Ze nodded, "It's the same as what I thought."

Zuo Xin quickly persuaded: "Okay, okay, Yanan, please stop saying a word. Mr. Han, Yanan is the runner-up in the 2020 National Women's Free Fighting 60kg category. She is very powerful."

Han Ze was noncommittal.

The three people entered the training hall.

Chen Yanan took off her sun protective clothing and began to put on protective gear.

Han Ze said: "Wear any protective gear, just come directly, don't you dare?"

"Holy shit!" Chen Yanan slammed the glove on the ground, jumped in front of Han Ze, protected his head with both hands and said, "Come on, let me see how big you are?"

While he was talking, Chen Yanan hit him fiercely with a combination of punches.

Han Ze blocked one by one.

bang bang bang-

The fists and palms clashed, making a crisp sound.

He mocked: "You haven't eaten yet, try harder."

"Fuck!" Chen Yanan was furious.

He feinted with his right fist, followed by a fierce left hook, hitting Han Ze's chin.

Han Ze blocked it easily again and shouted: "National free fighting champion, this is the level? Did you go through the back door?"

No one can stand this kind of ridicule.

What's more, Chen Yanan has such a bad temper?

"Ah..." Bang bang bang——

Chen Yanan used all his strength, and his fierce fists hit Han Ze like a violent storm.

But without exception, they were all blocked.

Compared with those beasts in other worlds, Chen Yanan is far behind in terms of attack speed and strength.

Chen Yanan started to attack with his legs.

In order to test the toughness of his current skin, Han Ze simply gave up his defense and allowed Chen Yanan's whip legs to hit his waist, abdomen, and thighs, and his fists like raindrops to hit his face and chin. .

clap clap-

The fists and flesh hit each other, making a horrifying sound.

You know, Chen Yanan didn't wear gloves, he was bare-knuckle boxing. For ordinary people, if they were hit in the face by such heavy punches from professional boxers, their skin would have been bruised.

But Han Ze was surprised to find that although Chen Yanan's heavy punches and whip kicks hurt his body and face, they were within his tolerance.

You know, Chen Yanan is the national women's fighting champion. It doesn't need to be said how heavy her fists and whip legs are. With her strength, she can't cause substantial damage to him. It can be imagined that his skin is tough now. How strong is it?
He knew that in addition to subduing the demon and Qi meridian, what was more important was the secret medicinal bath.

For more than half a month, he has been taking medicinal baths every day, which has greatly improved the resistance of his skin and muscles.

Zuo Xin, who was on the side, couldn't help but be shocked when she saw Han Ze actually giving up his defense, "Oh my God, this man actually ignored Yanan's bare fists. His resistance is so abnormal~!"

"I wonder what method he used to train him. He can even train it on his face?"

Zuo Xin's observation skills are very keen. She can see that Han Ze is not pretending to be indifferent, but really indifferent.

After Chen Yanan fired more than ten punches in a row, he couldn't help but reduce his strength.

Of course, continuous attacks also consume a lot of her physical energy.

However, Han Ze was not satisfied, "Trash, hurry up and use your strength!"

He said and punched him.

Chen Yanan raised his fists to block, but Han Ze's straight punch turned into a scorpion-tailed lower hook, hitting Chen Yanan's abdomen.

"what--"

Chen Yanan felt as if someone had hit her stomach hard with a small hammer. Her knees softened and she knelt down on the foam mat. Her stomach was so painful that it almost cramped.

His hands were covering his lower abdomen, and his body was hunched over in pain.

But compared to the physical pain, what was more intolerable to her was the mental insult.

"That's it? You're the national boxing champion. Did you buy this championship with money? I didn't expect that you couldn't even hold a punch. It's really disappointing." Han Ze stood there and stretched out his hand to rub it Cheeks and chin.

Although she didn't break her defense, Chen Yanan, a manly woman, punched really hard. After more than ten punches in a row, she was a little numb.

"You..." Chen Yanan wanted to curse, but a cramping pain came from his stomach.

Zuo Xin hurriedly stepped forward to help her, "Yanan, are you okay?"

"Don't, don't touch me... I'm angry, let me slow down." Chen Yanan refused Zuo Xin's help.

Zuo Xin walked up to Han Ze and protected his head with his hands, "Come on! Let me also teach you your fighting skills."

Only then did Han Ze notice that Zuo Xin had a punch tattooed on his shoulder with the English letters "Fortune favors the bold" (Fortune favors the brave), like a pressure band.

Han Ze raised his fingers.

Zuo Xin slid forward and suddenly switched from swinging his fist to swinging his leg behind him. Carrying a strong wind, he whipped towards Han Ze's head fiercely.

Han Ze didn't know Zuo Xin's strength, so he blocked it with his hands.

Snapped!
The sole of his foot struck Han Ze's palm fiercely, making a frightening sound.

What made Han Ze a little disappointed was that Zuo Xin's power was not even as strong as that manly Chen Yanan.

He simply gave up his defense and allowed Zuo Xin to attack.

"Come on! Use all your energy to feed!"

"Bang Bang Bang!!!"

"Boom bang bang-"

The sound of violent beatings echoed in the training hall.

Except for occasionally hitting vulnerable places such as eyes, nose and ears, Han Ze would dodge, and at other times he would even actively guide Zuo Xin to attack his shoulders, arms, legs and other parts.

This will allow him to have a clearer understanding of the toughness of his skin, and he will be more calm when fighting life and death in another world.

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