I am the male god in the city

"hey-hey!"

Liu Qing smiled proudly, and said: "By the way, Su Chen, the sandbag you bought was delivered in the morning, and it has been placed in your quiet room."

"Really? Arriving so soon?"

Su Chen was quite surprised. After practicing Iron Fist that day, he customized this sandbag online. The surface is made of special materials, which is extremely difficult to break.

"Master, are you going to practice boxing? What's so good about that thing? It's far worse than your kung fu." Yao Wu said doubtfully.

"It's not boxing, you guys continue to practice, I'm going in too."

Su Chen didn't bother to explain, and after leaving a sentence, he went straight to the quiet room.

Still taking ginseng pills, I first practiced a round of internal strength, and then practiced iron fist by punching sandbags with both fists.

Until his fists were injured again, Su Chen applied ointment and tied his hands with the bandage he brought, so that Lin Yumeng would not be worried when he found out that the injury was serious again.

Then, Su Chen began to practice inner strength again.

This time, the proficiency of the thirteen small skills of Nei Jin Gong has reached 1000 points one after another, and the level has entered the intermediate level.

Feeling the real qi that had been condensed into a thick cloud of qi at the dantian, a look of joy appeared on Su Chen's face, thinking that he should have reached the realm of the small achievement of inner strength mentioned by the warrior.

Regarding the division of this realm, Su Chen has heard about it from Luo Shankou.

According to the degree of condensed zhenqi in the body and the strength of strength, internal warriors can be roughly divided into small inner strength, great inner strength, peak inner strength, half-step transformation, and master transformation.

Of course, in today's era, there are not many real internal martial arts that have been passed down, and even fewer have achieved success in cultivation.

As Luo Shan said, the strongest master he has seen in Shaolin is also at the peak of the inner family, and the old monk is already 60 years old. .

This shows how exaggerated Su Chen's speed is.

From the beginning of practicing inner strength, he only practiced for more than a dozen rounds, and he reached the realm of small accomplishment of inner strength.

No way, the black technology of the system is so powerful.

If those masters in the ancient martial arts world know, Su Chen must be taken back to slice and study.

Chapter 82 Taekwondo and Boxing (Revised)

The news of the school's four major martial arts clubs competing for the dojo has long spread throughout the campus.

Many students who were already curious about Su Chen's skills came to the dojo early without an invitation, ready to eat melons and watch the show.

Under Su Chen's strong popularity and appeal, the originally spacious ashram was already crowded with people before the members of the four major clubs arrived, so there was no room for a confrontation.

There was no way, Liu Qing could only temporarily change the venue of the duel to the football lawn in the middle of the school's track and field field, so that all the students could watch the play and avoid injuries to a certain extent during the duel.

There were more and more students onlookers, and they even disturbed the school management in the end.

Two physical education teachers were sent to hold the line, and many members of the student union also came to maintain order, lest there be any fights.

"The people from the boxing department are here. Damn, they brought all the gloves."

"That's An Zhengzhe, the president of the Taekwondo Club. I heard that he is a black belt master in Taekwondo."

"An Zhengzhe looks very handsome in his exercise uniform!"

"It's far from a male god!"

Amidst the heated discussion among the students, the presidents of several associations led their members to arrive.

The Huaxia Martial Arts Research Association is the last dojo.

"This is the association that the male god joined. It seems to be called the Huaxia Martial Arts Research Association. I haven't heard of it before!"

"I support the Martial Arts Research Association. Our country's martial arts are the best."

"Look, the male god is at the end."

"If the Martial Arts Research Association can win, I will join the association and follow Su Chen to learn real kung fu."

"Let's go together, what kind of taekwondo and karate, can you easily hit more than a dozen? Chinese martial arts are orthodox."

"..."

"Brother Chen, look at your current style, you will attract the attention of everyone when you appear on the stage!" Pan Xiaojie said with a smile.

Lin Yumeng and the three daughters who came with her couldn't help laughing at the words.

"Brother Chen, will you play too?" Lin Yumeng looked at Su Chen with sparkling eyes, like a little girl.

"If Liu Qing and Yao Wu can solve it, I won't go." Su Chen said with a smile.

With his current skills, this duel is no different from playing a game to him, if it is not necessary, he is really too lazy to do it.

"Oh!"

Lin Yumeng had a regretful expression on her cute face, and she planned to take a photo of Su Chen's heroic appearance and go back to appreciate it when he amazed the audience.

Su Chen rubbed her head amusedly, with a doting and hearty smile on his face, the girls were envious and jealous.

The members of the four major associations came to the football field lawn, and they happened to stand on one side, and the four club presidents stood at the forefront.

"Liu Qing, let's start quickly, the weather will get hotter later." Wang Hu, the president of the boxing club, urged impatiently.

"What's the rush?"

Liu Qing glared at him, looked at two physical education teachers not far away, a man and a woman, and asked with a smile: "Mr. Zheng, Mr. Li, can you please be our referee?"

The two looked at each other and walked over with a smile.

"Since we are asked to be referees, let's talk about it first, the game belongs to the game, but we must pay attention to the end, don't hurt people, and everything else follows our instructions."

Mr. Zheng was a male basketball player when he was young. After retiring, he came to Shanghai to work as a physical education teacher. His tall and strong appearance looks very majestic.

"That's natural." Liu Qing nodded with a smile.

The other three presidents also nodded, expressing that they all recognized the status of the two referees.

"Then how do you decide whether to win or lose?" Mr. Li, who is about 27 and [-] years old, asked a question with a smile.

"Everyone's moves are completely different. There is no rule for judging. Naturally, the winner will be judged only when someone voluntarily admits defeat." Wu Hui, the president of the Karate Club, said expressionlessly.

"Then what if that person insists on not admitting defeat? Does he have to be beaten until he is seriously injured?" Teacher Li frowned slightly.

After this question, everyone fell silent.