Lin Wan smiled and said, "Lu Zheng, please stop teasing Lingling."

Turning to Jiang Lingling, "Lu Zheng is not just for fitness."

" Are you also into fighting?" Jiang Lingling blinked her big eyes and reached out to touch Lu Zheng's arm, "It feels soft."

Lu Zheng couldn't help but wince and laughed dryly.

This Jiang Lingling is also pretty good-looking, but she always feels a bit familiar. Well, it feels like she has a face put together by several big stars.

Lin Wan smiled. This Jiang Lingling was the girl who spoke last in the group just now. She came here to tease Lu Zheng knowingly.

But Lin Wan didn't care. She had absolute confidence in competing with Jiang Lingling.

“Jiang Lingling!” Jiang Lingling stretched out her hand.

"Lu Zheng." Lu Zheng reached out and shook Jiang Lingling's hand lightly, then let go immediately.

"Sister Wanwan, is Lu Zheng very powerful?"

Lin Wan nodded, "He is better than me, so I asked him to teach me."
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Jiang Lingling immediately hit the snake and stuck it on the stick, "Then can you also teach me?"

"Haha!" Lu Zheng laughed dryly, "You have no foundation, so you can't learn. I will."

Before Jiang Lingling could say anything else, Lin Wan immediately interrupted, "Okay, let's go to the fighting area, warm up first, and then let's go on stage and let you see my level. ."

Lin Wan took Lu Zheng to the fighting area, and Jiang Lingling followed suit. The three of them enjoyed the attention gift with eyes containing various emotions along the way, and Lu Zheng felt deep resentment.

This is a kind of resentment against the injustice of the sky, so Lu Zheng enjoys it very much.

"Sister Wanwan, who is this?"

The person asking the question was a middle-aged man who looked to be in his thirties.

“Lu Zheng, my friend.”

“Come to play fighting?”

“Well, teach me.”

"Oh, ah? What?" The middle-aged man was surprised.

You must know that Lin Wanke is also a frequent visitor to the fighting area. In terms of strength, she is also in the first echelon below the curator. She also competes with several other powerful figures. This is the first time Say the words you want others to teach you.

Real or fake?

Are you kidding me?

Passing by the middle-aged man, the two came to the ring.

“Want to try?”

The area around the ring is relatively empty.There were five or six sandbags hanging nearby, as well as a tumbler, and Lu Zheng even saw two wooden mannequins.

"No need." Lu Zheng shook his head.

"Then let me warm up first."

Lin Wan smiled, then took a position, slowly rising and falling, wrapping her neck, arms, twisting her waist, and pressing her hips.

Lu Zheng was visiting the surrounding environment.

A group of people around him were observing him.

"Brothers are also into fighting?" The middle-aged man just now followed.

　“Well, that’s right?”

Could it be that he practices martial arts from another ancient world?

"What do you mean, it counts?" The middle-aged man looked at Lu Zheng up and down, his eyes flashed, and he couldn't help but asked doubtfully, "Brother, you don't practice Taekwondo, right?"

Taekwondo is now blooming all over China, and it is also known to have amazing actual combat capabilities. And because it is a thing from the country of Bangzi, it is despised by some Chinese fighting enthusiasts.

So the middle-aged man looked at Lu Zheng, who was fair and tender, and had a plain face, and he suspected that Lu Zheng was a "master" taught by Taekwondo.

“No.” Lu Zheng grinned.

Although Lu Zheng doesn’t think much of Taekwondo’s so-called practical ability, the fact that it is so popular at least has its merits and cannot be looked down upon.

For example, clear segmentation, such as producing results quickly, such as being handsome, etc.

　……

“Old Du!” A rough voice sounded from behind Lu Zheng, “Is this the little brother Lin Wan brought?”

When Lu Zheng heard the sound, he turned around and saw a black tower approaching.

He is 1.9 meters tall, with broad shoulders and thick arms. He looks like a humanoid ferocious beast. If it were not for the strong modern building materials, if it were placed in an ancient high-rise, he would probably step on the attic planks. There is a "crunching" sound.

Looking upward, the appearance of this Black Tower also fell into Lu Zheng’s eyes.

He has thick eyebrows, big eyes, a square nose and a wide mouth, wide cheeks and a square face, and a stubble of beard almost covers his face.

The initial impression given to Lu Zheng was the following words: Big! black! thick!

Bah!

"Director!"

"Director Lu!"

The person who came was none other than the owner of this fighting fitness club, Lu Tieling.

Since its predecessor was a fighting gym, he is used toOthers call him curator.

"Director Lu."

At this time, Lin Wan had finished warming up and came up to say hello.

"Lin Wan, your friend? He also plays fighting?" Lu Tieling asked.

"Yeah." Lin Wan nodded, and then introduced the two of them to each other.

“Lu Tieling, the director of the club, is a very nice person.”

“Lu Zheng, my friend, used to practice by himself.”

"Nice to meet you!" Lu Tieling extended his hand.

Lu Zheng also reached out and held his hands.

There was no legendary hand-holding test, the two just shook hands normally.

“I don’t know what Brother Lu practices, boxing? Wrestling? Sanda? Free fighting, or traditional martial arts?”

“It’s considered traditional martial arts.”

Although "Eighteen Styles of Dancing Mountain" is a martial art from the Jing Dynasty, it is also a traditional martial arts, and the basic sword skills he practiced are not to mention proper traditional Chinese martial arts.

"Is it really traditional martial arts? Routines, or combined with Sanda?"

"It's a combination of Sanda."

"Yes, how do you do it? Does every word count?" The middle-aged man Lao Du couldn't help complaining.

Lin Wan smiled on the side. Even according to Lu Zheng's description yesterday, it was indeed just a guess, because Lu Zheng really practiced blindly.

"Okay, I've warmed up. Let's go on stage first, Lu Zheng." Lin Wan said.

"Okay!"

Lin Wan and Lu Zheng went to the ring, and Lu Tieling and Lao Du could only end the topic, but they did not disperse, but both He stood under the stage, ready to watch.

And some women headed by Jiang Lingling who were working out or learning some fighting and self-defense techniques also gathered around.

In addition, some older men who were exercising nearby also came to watch the fun.

“Director, what do you think of this guy? I don’t think he has any muscles at all?”

“That’s not the case, this guy has such streamlined muscles. , it’s not from fitness training.”

　“Oh?”

　“But the size is here, the strength is definitely not strong, he should be an agility player.”

　“Oh!”

　“Really? How does it compare with you, the curator?” A young woman came up and asked delicately.

　"Haha." Lu Tieling put his hands on his hips, "No matter how dexterous he is, he can only fight in the same weight class. Have you ever seen a heavyweight boxer and a lightweight boxer compete on the same stage?"

Thick and big The upper arms, chest muscles swelled, full of strength, making the young woman swallow her saliva.

…

In the boxing ring, both Lu Zheng and Lin Wan put on fingerless gloves and helmets.

Although they can’t actually use protective gear, this is a mandatory safety rule and they will not ignore it.

"I'm ready." Lu Zheng nodded.

"Drink!"

Lin Wan shouted softly, swung her calf, and kicked Lu Zheng's side knee.