The martial arts performance venue in the backyard of the Chinese Warrior Association temporary residence.

Zhou Zhou stood in front of a bag of about 200 kilograms, his legs slowly bent downward, his body in a half-squat position, his weight was biased towards his right leg, and then he lifted his left forearm upward through the body, his left hand stopped in front of his chest (to the left), his palm was down, his fingers were pointed forward, and his right forearm was also lifted upward, his right hand was covered on the back of his left hand, his elbows were slightly bent, and his eyes were looking forward, and he made a three-body posture.

He felt his body carefully and relaxed a little bit.

loose and tight temples;

The raised shoulders under the slack press;

Relax and take a light breath.

Kakkakakaka

His joints were pulled apart, and his muscles relaxed to the limit under the influence of the gravity of the terrain. Then his lower body did not move, nor turned his waist, and he only used the strength of his upper body to hit his right fist violently.

Bang, it was like a bubble was pierced through, and the whole sandbag exploded.

The sand flew around like a flood.

It took three seconds before the rainstorm stopped.

"Ph, ph, ph, ph." Zhou Zhou closed his eyes and wanted to make out the sand that splashed in his eyes.

While he was rubbing his eyes, he felt someone gently picking up his face and spraying some water on his face.

Zhou Zhou rubbed his eyes, opened his eyes, and his vision gradually became clear. In front of him was Sun Hongmei's bulging cheeks. She held the sea bowl, drank a sip of water, held his face and spit out the water.

Itchy.

"Enough, enough, it's already done." Zhou Zhou pulled Sun Hongmei's hands down, felt her skin smooth, and couldn't help but hold it for two more seconds.

"Where have you been going recently? It's mysterious." Zhou Zhou asked.

"I won't tell you, go and see with me." Sun Hongmei stuck out her tongue playfully, and said as she took Zhou Zhou's hand and walked out.

"Your official language is much fluent." Zhou Zhou said casually, and deliberately landed behind, quietly looking at Sun Hongmei's perky buttocks.

In this way, they dragged all the way for half an hour and came to the woods in the suburbs.

There was a small piece of secret bush in the woods. Zhou Zhou followed her through the bush and saw a narrow rectangular earth pit in front of him, more than one person tall, and a shovel was inserted beside the earth pit.

"What did you bring me here for?" Zhou Zhou said curiously.

"I learned the secret of stealing heaven from Master Tang before. There must be some comings and goings. You are Master Tang's apprentice, so today I will teach you a method to practice leg skills." As he said that, Sun Hongmei took Zhou Zhou down to the pit.

The tunnel was very narrow, so I could only barely let two people walk side by side.

Sun Hongmei turned to Zhou Zhou and said, "Okay, try to kick me now."

"Forget it, I have a lot of strength. What should I do if I hurt you?" Zhou Zhou shook his head.

"That's right, then I will tell you the meaning of this tunnel."

As she said that, Sun Hongmei made a round kick, which was completely different from the round kick that Zhou Zhou saw in the movie and TV series. The leg that was kicked out in the TV series danced in a circle, like a waving wooden stick. Sun Hongmei's leg technique was more like a secret dagger, and she stabbed out from a tricky angle at the last moment. She rotated her waist violently, and her whole body was tilted, just like flying out, folded her calves and leaned against her thighs. It was not until the rotation was completed that the calves kicked out. The soles of the shoe stopped two centimeters in front of Zhou Zhou, and the kicked legs blew his bangs.

"Did you see it?" Sun Hongmei asked.

Zhou Zhou nodded and said, "This tunnel limits the angle of kicking, and your waist is twisting very hard."

Sun Hongmei nodded: "You are right. There are two purposes for this tunnel. One is to limit the angle of kicking, and it is not easy to bounce the calf out until the last moment, making it difficult to defend; the second is to increase the force of kicking. Because of the squeeze of the two walls, you will naturally focus on the waist and increase the movement of the center of gravity of the waist. Generally, the round kick only uses the weight of the entire lower body, and my kick borrows the weight of the whole body, and even if the speed is not fast, the force will be very strong."

Zhou Zhou reviewed Sun Hongmei's round kick in his mind and visualized how to block it in his mind.

He raised his right hand to defend his right body. If it was an ordinary round kick, his right hand would just block the rotation path of the opponent's calves, but if it was Sun Hongmei's kick, her knees would directly pass through his arm, and then the calves would pop up and hit any point in the entire front center of Zhou Zhou. Before the last moment, he didn't know where Sun Hongmei was going to kick.

"I know that ordinary leg techniques are more important than knee-high. But my leg techniques do not need to be like this. You can kick whatever you want, as high as you can. As long as you can kick out various leg techniques freely and easily in this tunnel, you will get started."

"Just now!" Zhou Zhou smacked his tongue.

"Yes, if it is more difficult, the tunnel will be narrower at that time." Sun Hongmei said naturally.

The two of them exchanged the principles of martial arts again and started practicing enthusiastically.

They practiced for more than three hours until Zhou Zhou was a little tired, and then went back with Sun Hongmei.

On the way back, they passed by the temporary stadium. This stadium is the origin of tomorrow's National Games. There are only one day left before the competition. Several referees, temporary yamen runners, and several athletes are familiar with the origin.

The stands in the stadium are very high, like a city wall, which isolates the inside and outside.

Zhou Zhou passed by about two meters away from the exterior wall of the stands. Suddenly, a shallow pit was smashed at Zhou Zhou's feet, and a bunch of dust columns burst out. A shot put bounced out of the pit and rolled to Zhou Zhou's feet.

Zhou Zhou picked up the ball, looked up, and saw a head poking out of the stands. It was the head of a 13-year-old blond, blue-eyed, beautiful and handsome white child.

I saw the white child smiling maliciously, his lips looking very thin and mean.

"shit, Chinesepeopleshit." The white child roared, then coughed and was about to spit down.

Zhou Zhou swung the shot put up, and the shot put made a nearly straight curve, smashing a corner of the stand with a bang, passing by the white child, and a corner of the stand exploded into wood chips, as if a bomb exploded on the white child, and the wooden thorn pierced his face.

The white child screamed like a castrated pig.

Zhou Zhou himself was also a little surprised at his power. Since he began to practice the secret of stealing heaven, he felt that the power of his originally imprisoned karma began to be released bit by bit, and his power was increasing by leaps and bounds every day. He felt that every muscle fiber and every bone of his body were installed on a motor, and every cell was filled with strength. He had never been so strong before.

"Let's go." Zhou Zhou took Sun Hongmei's hand happily and left without looking back.

In the gymnasium, the shot put is still rising and rising. It took five seconds to fly before decelerating and landing under the action of gravity, and finally hit the center of the stadium.

"Duke Crawford, are you okay?" Prince Qingmi Yili quickly stepped forward and tried to hold a woman in a long lotus leaf green dress and holding a little Jingba in her hand. If Zhou Zhou was here at this moment, he would be surprised to find that the duchess looked very much like Laura.

Duke Crawford looked at the shot put in the middle of the stadium in surprise, turned around and put down Jingba, carried his skirt and ran up to the edge of the stage. She looked into the distance and happened to see Zhou Zhou and the others not far from the stands. Next to her, the white little devil was still crying, and a man who seemed to be his father was carefully cleaning the thorns on his face.

"Look for the best doctor to help the British ambassador Xiao Gongzi treat his injuries, and then send two people down to find out which ruthless bastard was fighting the cannon, but he actually hit it here!" Prince Qingmi Yili said. In his opinion, this shot put that could fly so high and so far could only be shot from the red cannon.

"Duke, are you okay?" Prince Qingmi Yili, carrying his official uniform, chased to the duke's wife, and said diligently.

The Duke of Crawford shook his head and said to the prince in Chinese with a little foreign flavor: "It's okay, but I want to ask for help if you have something."

"If you have anything, just give me instructions. Our Qing Dynasty is the most hospitable." Prince Yili of Qingmi said quickly.

"I want to hire a bodyguard."

The two of them said politely for a while, and then an old man with a bearded man, a tuxedo and a cane walked towards them.

"I also made an appointment with someone for some reason. Please forgive me for losing my companion." Duke Crawford told the prince.

"It's okay, it's okay. I have an appointment with the Japanese ambassador. Then let's meet tomorrow. Goodbye." The prince waved his hand in learning Western etiquette.

Duke Crawford smiled and waved his hand, turning to face the bearded old man.

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Chapter completed!