You Have Science, I Have Magic

Chapter 100 The Shout of Killing Begins

It took only five minutes for Lin Bin to open the door.

As soon as he saw the sneaky figure, he gradually approached the gate of the Unlimited Fighting Martial Arts Hall.

After lingering for a long time, he gritted his teeth, pursed his red lips and entered.

Um?

Just as Lin Bin withdrew his attention from the group, he saw a woman in a sky blue dress, cap, sunglasses, and even a big mask standing in front of the counter.

You look for···

The other party took off his sunglasses, Lin Bin immediately held back his words.

Boss?

Lin Bin's eyes lit up. Although he only had a pair of eyes and a small half of his face, Gan Zhi's appearance was still fresh in his memory, and he recognized him at a glance.

Here we come!

This fellow was delighted.

Don't call me so familiar.

Gan Zhi put on her sunglasses and said, I just came to see if your martial arts school has collapsed.

Hey!

The dead duck has a hard mouth.

Lin Bin knew it well, but he didn't expose it, he just said, Okay, let's go shopping?

Then let's go shopping.

Gan Zhi nodded, but felt a little regretful.

How could I trust this guy?

It's unreliable at first glance!

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some wandering.

When he arrived in the actual combat training room, Lin Bin stretched his waist: Actually, you are really a unique martial arts genius. As for me, I am not only good at teaching unlimited martial arts.

It just so happens that I have a boxing method that is very suitable for you, do you want to try it?

How long will it take? I don't have much time, and I have a meeting in half an hour.

Gan Zhi frowned slowly.

According to her understanding, in less than an hour, other disciples will come to practice Unrestricted Fighting Technique one after another.

She didn't want to be found out.

Therefore, at most half an hour, after half an hour, you must leave.

Half an hour? Enough.

Lin Bin smiled.

If it weren't for the purpose of deceiving people, it could be done in an instant. After all, the system is directly imparting the skills, and isn't it learning slowly?

However, it still needs to be installed.

But let me tell you first, my set of boxing is to teach martial arts, and it is also a national art! It is only taught to disciples, not students.

It's not a martial arts disciple, but a true master-student relationship.

If you want to learn, I can teach, but after the church, you have to abide by the corresponding rules, otherwise, if I can give you this skill, I can naturally waste your skill.

Gan Zhi frowned slightly, but did not object, saying: Then, it depends on whether your kung fu is worth learning.

Lin Bin smiled and put his hands behind his back: Yes, but before that, apprenticeship.

??? Gan Zhi frowned.

Just as you think. Lin Bin emphasized.

I!!!

The thought of turning around and leaving kept rising in Gan Zhi's mind, but the desire in her heart still made her forcibly restrain her impulse.

Kneeling down with a plop, the red lips parted.

Master!

Well, give me a kowtow.

!!!

Gan Zhi bit her red lips, boom.

Oh, not bad, watch it!

Lin Bin showed a smile: This boxing technique is called Wing Chun!

It's said to be boxing, but in fact, it evolved from the six-and-a-half stick and the eight-cut knife. Therefore, it is divided into boxing sticks and sword feet.

Only by eliminating and fighting can the weak defeat the strong.

You are optimistic.

Lin Bin, who has Zhang Tianzhi's red envelope and can receive it 100%, now has a good understanding of Wing Chun, which can be said to be a master of a generation!

Maybe he can't be called a master, but the word master is worthy of the name.

Therefore, when he started playing, he was full of the essence of Wing Chun, fast when it should be fast, and slow when it should be slow.

However, since there is no opponent, it looks more or less boring.

Gan Zhi was puzzled, waited for more than ten minutes, and after finishing a set, said: That's it?

That's it.

Lin Bin knew what she was thinking, and was not angry, he just said, How much do you remember?

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part.

Gan Zhi had a cold face, even though she was wearing a mask, she could tell that she was not very happy.

Don't worry.

It's almost time for your meeting, isn't it? Go back first, and practice by yourself when you're free. By the way, pay attention to your mobile phone. Later, I will add you to the chat software and send you some practice materials and materials.

When you practice, you will know.

Oh, right.

Lin Bin raised his eyebrows and looked at her: Are you wearing safety pants?

Gan Zhi: (one_one)???

none of your business?

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What I mean is, if you want to practice, don't wear a skirt. Even if you want to wear a skirt, you have to wear safety pants. Otherwise, don't blame me if you run out.

Lin Bin shrugged.

Why did you kindly remind me that I was treated as a hooligan?

gone!

Gan Zhi knew that she had misunderstood, she felt a little embarrassed, she turned around and left.

Oh, wait a minute.

Lin Bin chased after her and patted her on the shoulder: You have ashes here.

Have it?

Gan Zhi kept a straight face, her eyes scrutinized.

After realizing that Lin Bin was not doing anything else, he turned and left.

It's just that she didn't even notice that a part of Wing Chun's memory was gradually taking root and sprouting in her mind.

It even requires physical touch to teach it. This system is not very powerful.

Seeing Gan Zhi gradually going away, Lin Bin curled his lips slowly.

This time, I will give you some sweetness first. I will give you 2.50%, which is equivalent to a quarter of Zhang Tianzhi's Wing Chun experience!

It can be regarded as a master of Wing Chun. As long as you try it, you will know how powerful it is.

I'm not afraid that you won't come a second time.

As for the future, you will have to work hard and reap the rewards. Without sweating and hard training, it is impossible to teach you the skills.

National art, after all, you have to practice hard to achieve great success.

Lin Bin folded his arms and lay back on the counter.

Passing on skills is passing on experience.

The specific combat power depends on physical fitness and on-the-spot response.

However, it is reasonable to say that with Gan Zhi's state and a quarter of Zhang Tianzhi's Wing Chun experience, it is enough to be regarded as a small master.

After all, counting the masters who opened martial arts gyms in the Ip Man series, except for three or two who have some skills, the others...

Jun may have heard that in theory, as long as the field is infinite and does not slip, Master Luo is invincible?

This guy has already decided that since Gan Zhi doesn't have much time to fight his elder brother, as long as she practices hard every time, she will use the function of passing on some experience to her. As for how much or less, it depends on the level of hard training .

Speaking of which, am I giving them double experience or even N times experience?

Hey, not bad.

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After more than half an hour.

Yuan Hongcai and Zhang Mingyu came forward.

Zhang Mingyu had just finished memorizing the 'Heart Method', and Yuan Hongcai had already memorized it quite well, but there was a lawsuit two days ago, so he didn't come here until today.

And now, he's still hurt.

Oh.

Lin Bin was amazed: Been beaten?

Bastard?

Yuan Hongcai nodded helplessly: It's not easy to be a lawyer these days.

Zhang Mingyu said quietly: It's not easy to be a doctor.

Yesterday, a colleague of mine, who is regarded as the top hand neurologist in China, cut off the nerve in his right hand because of a medical disturbance.

From now on, it is estimated that I will never be on the operating table again.

Lin Bin: ...

Why do I feel that you are more dangerous than those who practice mixed martial arts as teachers?

Don't say it.

Both of them were happy: It's true.

It's nothing more than to have fun while suffering.

Okay, let's prepare for the exam.

And me, Master, wait for me.

Just at this time, Wang Xiaohu also came, holding the 'heart method', panting: I also want to take the exam.

That's all, just right.

Snapped.

Lin Bin snapped his fingers.