I opened a martial arts gym in Meiman

Chapter 1
With the sound of "Bang!", a heavy fist hit Huang Wen's head, causing him to lose consciousness and pass out.

I don't know how long it took, Huang Wen Youyou woke up, opened his eyes in a daze, and suddenly felt a sharp pain in his head, and then two memories merged into Huang Wen's head.

One is Huang Wen's original memory. After he was knocked out by his fist, he watched his body fall to the ground from another perspective and was carried away by a stretcher.

But no matter how hard Huang Wen struggled, he couldn't get back into his body. He could only watch helplessly as he was declared dead, and then a suction force made him lose consciousness again.

The other share is a memory that does not belong to Huang Wen. Although he is also called Huang Wen, he is a Chinese living in Chinatown in the United States. His father is Huang Hong, who opened a martial arts hall. His mother died early.

Ten days ago, Huang Wen's father, Huang Hong, for some reason, competed with foreigners and signed a life-and-death contract.

In the arena, although Huang Hong won, he did not kill the killer. His final killing bid stopped.

Under the arena, Huang Hong happily prepared to return to the martial arts hall. He wanted to use this time to win the fourth dan black belt in karate, to promote his martial arts hall, and let the originally deserted martial arts hall accept some new apprentices.

However, before Huang Hong walked back to the martial arts hall, he was killed by a sudden bullet.

Huang Wen stumbled through the funeral and inherited Huang Hong's inheritance. After the martial arts hall and some money, he didn't eat or drink all day because he kept thinking about revenge. In the end, the string in his heart broke, and his consciousness Dissipation leads to brain death...

"In other words, I've crossed over?" Huang Wen sorted out his memory and looked at his hands in a daze, "I'm still called Huang Wen? Became Chinese in America?"

"Hey, it's really free Milikian, every day of the gun battle, before the consciousness dissipated, there was still a last wish, revenge and the promotion of the martial arts hall..."

"But, I don't even know who your enemy is. You don't eat or drink all day, and you haven't found any clues. You just suspect that it is the foreigner in the ring, and there is no evidence..."

"Also, I'm not good at the martial arts in this martial arts hall! By the way, didn't this body die without eating or drinking? Why can't I feel weak?"

Huang Wen stood up slowly, frowned and felt his body, familiar with his own strength, tried to punch and kick, and stopped after a while.

The quality of this body is very good in all aspects. It is worthy of being the son of a martial artist who opened a martial arts hall. It is much stronger than Huang Wen's body before transmigration. The most important thing is his height and appearance, and he looks the same as himself.

Huang Wen in his previous life was a fitness enthusiast. He was only 25 years old and had seven years of fitness experience.

By chance, Huang Wen was brought into an underground world by the coach who taught Sanda in his gym. There, it turned out to be the place where the legendary black boxing was played!
When he first saw black boxing, the excitement made Huang Wen's blood boil, and he couldn't help but join in and sign up for the competition.

At the beginning, Huang Wen also achieved a small winning streak by virtue of his year-round fitness and excellent physical fitness.

However, he didn't know whether he offended the organizers or was just unlucky. Huang Wen met a real master, a master of martial arts. It is said that he practiced Xingyiquan for 15 years!

Although Huang Wen had some Sanda skills, he followed the online tutorials, pondering some martial arts techniques, and even got in touch with Xingyiquan.

However, how can this bit of technology be compared with those who have actually practiced ultimate moves?

As the saying goes, if Tai Chi does not go out for ten years, Xingyi kills people in one year!

Huang Wen saw how terrifying the ultimate move of Xingyiquan, which he had practiced for 15 years, was.

With just two moves, Huang Wen's arm was no longer able to exert strength, and then he was punched heavily on the head, causing the situation of this time-travel.

"Wing Chun!" Huang Wen came back to his senses and sighed with some emotion. Yes, the martial arts taught by Huang Wen's family's martial arts hall is exactly Wing Chun, the Wing Chun of Ye Wen.

"Is this also a kind of fate?" Huang Wen couldn't help muttering. He and Ye Wen belonged to the same generation of Wen characters. If they were placed in the spoof video of Xiaopo Station, he would also be able to interact with Ye Wen, Hong Wen, and Luo Wen. and others juxtaposed.

Huang Wen walked downstairs. Their martial arts hall had two floors. The second floor had four bedrooms, plus the kitchen, living room, dining room, and bathroom for each bedroom.

Downstairs, there is a [-]-square-meter exercise room, which has many wooden piles and various fitness equipment and equipment.

For an American Chinese in Chinatown, this is already a good mix. Mainly because of the kung fu craze in the United States in the past few years, Huang Hong made a lot of money, but as the kung fu craze receded, martial arts halls became more and more popular. The colder.

As for the fitness equipment in the practice room, of course, Huang Hong added it himself, in order to attract more students. Even if you don't practice boxing, you can still use it as a gym. Well.

But unfortunately, this change has not brought benefits to Huang Hong, and he has encountered an accident.

Huang Wen looked at the familiar fitness equipment around him and quickly started to practice. It was just like what Huang Wen had just felt. In the previous life, Huang Wen used dumbbells of 50kg, but now, he uses 65kg dumbbells. Did not feel exhausted.

Even more exaggerated is the bench press. The bench press strength of this body has reached an astonishing 300 kilograms. You must know that Huang Wen's previous world record was only about 455 kilograms!

"Fuck, how the hell is this practiced? Is Wing Chun so powerful?" After Huang Wen practiced for a lap and tested his strength, the whole person was shocked. In Huang Wen's impression, Wing Chun was so powerful. It's not a power punch!
"I searched the whole fitness circle in my previous life, and there are no such powerful masters, right? Even those fitness madmen wearing the super US team tights can't do this, right? Maybe only the coach who pulls the weeping willows upside down has it. This strength!"

The head coach Huang Wen mentioned was the head coach of the gym in his previous life. His arms were thicker than normal thighs. Huang Wen once looked at him and lifted a [-]kg barbell with one hand. Yes, it was a barbell, not a dumbbell.

From then on, in Huang Wen's heart, the head coach was Lin Daiyu who pulled the weeping willows upside down...ahem, no, it was Lu Zhishen!

"Bang!" Just after Huang Wen had just tested his strong physical fitness, a loud noise came, and the door of the martial arts hall was kicked open.

A 1.9-meter-tall foreigner walked in, half a head taller than Huang Wen's 1.8-meter-one, and the moment the foreigner walked in, Huang Wen recognized him, and he was the one in the ring. The foreigner who lost to Huang Hong, Benson.

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