Marvel's Don't Stop Me, I Want to Die

The training has begun. Because Zheng Junhao knows everyone's details, the coaches assigned to them can be said to be tailor-made. Each person will train according to the physical fitness of his apprentice, so that he can teach students in accordance with their aptitude.

Stanley's coach was a dark-skinned, thin man about 1.7 meters tall. The only thing that made people remember him was his bright eyes. Only this made Stanley give up his strange thoughts and not provoke him.

Everyone has a different way of teaching. The thin boy in front of Stanley is a relatively silent person and a practical person. He directly showed Stanley a few moves so that Stanley could learn these moves for the time being.

Stanley knew this was for a movie, so he didn't refuse and started repeating those moves one after another. However, after training for an hour, the skinny coach didn't even say he wanted to start training the next move, so Stanley couldn't help but stop.

"Why did you stop and continue training for an hour?" Coach Slim asked as if he was a little confused.

"I just want to know what's the use of this?" Stanley frowned. He could persist for the sake of the movie, but it wouldn't be a problem to keep practicing like this, and he wouldn't use these tricks when making a movie.

"I'm only responsible for teaching, it's up to you whether you want to practice or not." The thin coach frowned and said coldly.

Go ahead, I have such a bad temper! Stanley was stunned for a moment, what the hell is going on? What do you mean I am only responsible for teaching, you are my coach, hey! ! ! Stanley kept complaining about this skinny coach in his mind.

"I said, until now, you don't seem to have introduced yourself." Faced with such a person, Stanley could only find his own words.

"We are brother and sister, both of whom are named Zheng. I am the seventh child, and my name is Zheng Xiaofan." The thin man, um, no, it was probably Zheng Xiaofan who said his name casually.

"Zhang Xiaofan? Why don't you call him Gui Li?" Stanley complained immediately.

"What, is there something wrong with my name?" Zheng Xiaofan asked strangely.

"No, not at all. Master Zheng, see if we can practice this move all the time." Stanley said to Zheng Xiaofan.

"First, I haven't graduated yet, so I can't bear the title of Master Zheng. In addition, this is arranged by the master. This is a basic skill." Zheng Xiaofan gave a rare explanation.

Basic skills? Let me go, I didn’t say these movements were completely useless before, so why did I start teaching myself basic skills again? Oh, wait, Stanley suddenly remembered Zheng Junhao who didn't follow the routine yesterday. Did he not want him to learn real martial arts?

Stanley thought for a while, and it seemed that this was the only correct guess. After all, they don't know who Stanley is yet, so they can't accept Stanley as their apprentice all at once and then teach him all their lifelong secrets.

"Don't be in a daze, keep practicing, there are still some moves to learn later." Zheng Xiaofan said immediately when he saw Stanley continuing to be in a daze.

"OK, OK, I'll practice now!" Stanley was speechless. After all, he had signed a contract, and this 'Zhang Xiaofan' always used the contract as a threat. It was really a big deal.

Well, you are the coach, I am the student, you have the final say! Stanley can only continue to sleep with himself, and then follow the rules

Eye training began. This practice lasted all morning, and Zheng Xiaofan didn't ask Stanley to stop until lunch time.

"Now we are not in a relationship between a coach and an apprentice." Stanley thought about the previous contract and immediately said to Zheng Xiaofan.

Zheng Xiaofan looked at his watch, nodded and said: "Well, that's right, within two hours from now, you can do whatever you like. Of course, this does not include deliberately overeating to block the training cycle. .”

"Of course, I won't be so stupid. Although doing this will indeed slow down the training cycle, something will happen to my body." Stanley shook his head, and then challenged Zheng Xiaofan with a very serious attitude.

"I challenge you!"

"Oh, really? No problem." To Stanley's surprise, Zheng Xiaofan directly agreed to Stanley's challenge without any hesitation.

Stanley looked at the very plain Zheng Xiaofan and suddenly felt that he was powerless. Could this guy be his nemesis? Or is this guy doing it on purpose? Stanley almost went crazy.

"Okay, let's go to the training ground and compete!" Stanley said coldly.

"That's not necessary. I still have to save some face for you." After Zheng Xiaofan finished speaking, he directly attacked Stanley. Well, it was commonly known as a sneak attack.

As for Zheng Xiaofan's sneak attack, Stanley was also a little confused. This guy had been pretending before, so he must have been! ! ! How could such an honest person carry out a sneak attack? How on earth did Zheng Junhao lead his apprentice? He is an old fox, and so is his apprentice!

In this confusion, Stanley was successfully attacked by Zheng Xiaofan. Zheng Xiaofan slapped Stanley's chest with his right hand, and then Stanley felt himself falling to the ground weakly. He kept opening his mouth and trying to breathe. But no air enters the innermost part.

"Are you going to die in the hands of this guy like this?" Stanley's mind went blank. What the hell is going on? Isn't he in a science fiction world? Why is there something fantasy popping up again?

"This is Qi, a special energy that exists in the human body. Real masters use this Qi to fight." Zheng Junhao didn't know when he appeared in front of Stanley. His face was red and he was about to die. Stanley said something casually, and then in Stanley's shocked eyes, a golden light flashed in his right hand, and he touched Stanley's body casually, and the suffocation feeling disappeared instantly.

Breathing heavily, as if to replenish the oxygen he had lost in the past few dozen seconds, Stanley's face was covered with tears and snot, and he lay on the ground coughing continuously.

"Wipe your face." Zheng Xiaofan took out a towel from the side and threw it to Stanley, saying casually, as if he was not the one who almost killed Stanley just now.

"Thank you." After seeing the abilities of these people, Stanley did not dare to continue to be presumptuous. He picked up a towel and spread it on his face. Then he raised his head and looked at Zheng Junhao, as if asking him why he was like this.

"Seeing that you are yearning for real martial arts, I asked Xiao Qi to perform a performance. If you have not really experienced it, no one will believe that this kind of martial arts exists. If you have not experienced all this just now, maybe you may think that I am It's magic, right?" Zheng Junhao smiled slightly, the golden light in his hand lit up again, and then returned to its previous appearance.