Cultivating Master In City

After returning to his bedroom, Zhou Yi changed his military uniform and prepared for military training. For him, military training is a reasonable warm-up exercise, but for Lin Lang and other three people, it has become an unbearable burden.

Zhou Yi said leisurely, "don't suffer from hardships. It's difficult to be a master. Don't think I'm old-fashioned. You should be able to guess where my kung fu comes from now?"

Wan bin is the fastest brain among the three people. He immediately asked tentatively, "is it exercise every day?"

Exercise every day has become a motto among the 19 boys in the Department of archaeology. Who makes this sentence come from Zhou Yizhi, the most arrogant freshman of Longcheng university.

Zhou Yi smiled and didn't answer. He came out of the dormitory building with a tall and straight posture and came to the training ground.

In September of the University opening season, the weather is particularly hot, especially in Longcheng, a metropolis with a population of 40 million. The weather is extremely muggy. When the sun comes up, let alone exercise, they will sweat when they are active. This is also one of the objective reasons why freshmen resist military training from the heart.

Led by Zhou Yi, the other three people in room 421, dormitory building 18, also stood beside Zhou Yi in a standard military posture. Red flowers always have green leaves. Zhou Yi is already handsome. Coupled with his cultivation, he has a natural temperament of looking at the world in one stop, and his three roommates are accompanied by Gongwei.

The recruits around have seen Zhou Yi. Now Zhou Yi will succeed in challenging the dragon. This is the great God who challenges the authority. Both boys and girls look at Zhou Yi in the state of flying in front of the little stars.

"It's so handsome. It's as tall and straight as pine. It's a face against the sky. I like it so much..."

"Yes, if he didn't have a girlfriend, I would take him down."

"Blow it, you, this is my dish, okay..."

"Zhou Yi, Zhou Yi, unparalleled in the world. I love you, Zhou Yi, just as mice Love Rice..."

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These are the comments of the girls.

"Cool, this military posture, shit, learn."

"The freshman brother is so serious. What's the difference? Don't we have an egg between our legs? We can do it."

"I heard that the first brother is going to take an apprentice. Let's sign up, too?"

"Pull, you from the Department of science and technology have come to join in the fun? Our school of literature and history hasn't listed a name yet."

"How did this guy practice? Did he hang up?"

"It's more than just hanging up. It's a bug."

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These are the comments of the boys.

"Attention!" shouted the instructors.

In charge of the military training of Zhou Yi's students in the Department of Archaeology and the Department of history is a young first-class soldier who is not tall and thin. He looks about the same age as most recruits, but his face is childish, but he has taken off. He has a military temperament.

The instructor's name is Xing Yongbin. He is only 19 years old this year, but he has joined the army for two years and won the third class merit once. He has no interest in training those college recruits, but today he is very interested.

"Who's Zhou Yi?!" instructor Xing Yongbin called Zhou Yi's name and looked at Zhou Yi.

Zhou Yi stepped forward and saluted with a standard military posture: "report to the instructor, Zhou Yi, a freshman in the Department of archaeology!"

Instructor Xing Yongbin nodded with satisfaction. From any point of view, Zhou Yi looks like a qualified veteran. The key is that Zhou Yi's attitude towards military training makes the instructor very satisfied.

"I hear you can play well?"

"Report to the instructor, I can eat very well!"

Zhou Yi's answer made people laugh. The instructor also smiled. In fact, he is also a big child.

"As for me, I prefer martial arts. I wonder if I can learn two moves from you?"

Instructor Xing looks at Zhou Yi eagerly. Zhou Yi hesitates. Of course, he can see that the instructor is very vigorous and has a foundation of martial arts, but he is only in the stage of strength. Such an opponent can be defeated with his heels.

Soldiers are very proud, especially excellent soldiers. Zhou Yi didn't want instructor Xing to make a fool of himself, so he didn't answer.

Xing Yongbin saw Zhou Yi's doubts, and then said faintly: "Zhou Yi, not more than the inner family's true Qi, only more than the moves. How about the point to the end?"

"OK!" Zhou Yilue said yes. Military Boxing is also very good. Let's use military boxing.

"Ready? Let's start!" Xing Yongbin took the lead in launching an attack when he saw Zhou Yi's two feet standing forward and backward in a defensive posture.

Xing Yongbin's boxing is very straight, which is a characteristic, that is fierce. Fierce represents two meanings, one is fast, the other is full of power. When Xing Yongbin hit this punch, Zhou Yi was surprised, because Xing Yongbin's physical strength was too strong. He was the strongest martial artist he had ever seen.

Zhou Yi put away his previous contempt and became cautious. Seeing that the other party used Military Boxing, he also fought in the fighting way of Military Boxing. He wanted to try how strong his strength was. Therefore, he also punched out instructor Xing's fist.

Neither of them closed their fists. Their fists and fists collided in the air. The sound of "bang" made a dull noise. Zhou Yi naturally did not use aura, but only relied on the strength of his body. He also received 70% of his strength for fear of hurting instructor Xing.

Xing Yongbin felt that his fist head was as strong and hard as hitting a concrete wall. This was the first time he saw someone compare strength with himself. Xing Yongbin's black cheeks cracked, revealing snow-white teeth.

"OK, this punch is strong enough. Come again!"

Xing Yongbin rubbed his body through the gap offset by the mutual strength of the two people. Unexpectedly, his body was very light. He shook his fist falsely on the top and kicked on the side below. His feet were like the wind and went straight to Zhou Yi's belly. Zhou Yi also felt the strength of the other party. His hands were shaking and numb. When he saw the other party's feet kicking, he sank his elbow and hit instructor Xing's inner thigh directly with his elbow. If he was hit here, I'm afraid instructor Xing would be lame for a while.

When Xing Yongbin saw Zhou Yi's reaction, he quickly retracted his leg and swung the other leg with the recovery strength of his leg. His body turned 270 degrees in place, and his foot reached Zhou Yi's head. The leg whip hit down like Mount Tai.

Zhou Yi's eyes are very dignified. Just now, it has shown Xing Yongbin's very good physical quality and rich practical experience. If there were not hundreds or even thousands of real fights, it would be impossible to practice such a fast reaction speed.

Zhou Yi took it seriously. He saw that Xing Yongbin's speed and strength were first-class, so he no longer hid. Seeing the whistling of the leg whip, he turned sideways and flashed across the leg in an instant. While dodging, Zhou Yi's hand cut directly to the inside of Xing Yongbin's knee like a blade.

Unexpectedly, when Xing Yongbin's body was in the air, his right hand was supported on the ground, his body was turning over again, and his feet were clamped to Zhou Yi's neck like scissors. The speed was extremely fast.

Zhou Yi didn't have time to attack his opponent. He blocked out with both hands and hit Xing Yongbin's legs. Zhou Yi's body made a slight backward mistake, and there was a 360 degree backward turn in place. His two legs were kicked out one after another, intertwined with Xing Yongbin's legs in the air.

Both of them are not slow and play very fiercely. Zhou Yi is the first time to see someone who can use general boxing so skillfully. To tell the truth, the two people are not playing Military Boxing, but comparing their physical super quality.

Those new military training students around were stunned. If Zhou Yi's ability to crush the dragon would surprise everyone, then the fight between the two people at this time is a real combat.

With a loud bang, Zhou Yi and Xing Yongbin's two legs collided again, as if two cars suddenly collided with each other.

"Stop!" after Xing Yongbin collided with Zhou Yi's leg again, he stood with one leg backward and the other in front. At this time, he felt that his hands and feet were sore everywhere. The other party was too hard. It was much harder to beat Zhou Yi than sandbag.

Zhou Yi stopped and smiled faintly: "instructor, it's really good Kung Fu."

"What good Kung Fu can't beat you, pervert?!" Xing Yongbin muttered. At this time, he really realized Zhou Yi's power. He also saw that Zhou Yi didn't use all his strength, so he couldn't compete. It seems that Zhou Yi is even more powerful than the legend.

Funiu Mountain, the first person of the younger generation, deserves its name. Xing Yongbin thought so, provoked his thumb and smiled: "Zhou Yi, you are powerful enough, you are a man!"

There came a tall body at least 1.9 meters tall. He was also an instructor. Not only him, but also many instructors were watching the battle between Zhou Yi and Xing Yongbin just now.

"I didn't expect our short legged tiger to eat flat. It's really rare."

"Bah, Black King Kong, you have the ability to fight with Zhou Yi? I promise he'll beat you to cry." Xing Yongbin scolded.

The instructor, nicknamed Black King Kong, laughed and said, "I'm not fooled by you. I know myself clearly and can't beat Zhou Yi. Who dares to be the first person in Funiu Mountain."

Funiu Mountain? Hearing the dialogue between the two instructors, Zhou Yi's heart moved. For ordinary people, it is impossible to know that there are monasteries in various provinces and cities in Funiu Mountain, but these instructors all know? It seems that these soldiers are not simple instructors. Xing Yongbin, who just competed with himself, is really good. He just suffers from the lack of Qi. If he can use Qi, he will never win easily.