When Zhan Tao first punched, he was still very restrained.
He was afraid that he would really hurt his good friend.
However, as Fang Jian successfully blocked one punch after another, he started to panic.
Coupled with the jeering of many boxing friends below the stage, Zhan Tao's face was slightly hot. This time, not only did he make a move, but he also started to use his feet.
If Zhan Tao had gone all out from the start, Fang Jian might not have been able to hold on.
After all, his soul had learned many techniques under the Iron Palm man.
However, his body was still unable to fully adapt to it.
However, Zhan Tao's moves were gradual and gave Fang Jian time to adapt.
Therefore, when Zhan Tao finally went all out, Fang Jian had already adapted to the frequency of this intensity.
Seeing the other party's fists and feet coming at him, Fang Jian subconsciously dodged, raised his hands, raised his legs, and so on.
Even if he couldn't dodge it, he could only use his arms, calves, and other parts to block it. He didn't let Zhan Tao touch his body again.
Sanda seemed simple, but it was actually quite energy-consuming.
Even though he took two breaks midway, Zhan Tao stopped after three rounds.
It was not only because of the exhaustion of his stamina, but also because he was depressed.
"Fang Jian, where did you learn these movements?”Zhan Tao asked.
"I'll tell you, but don't tell anyone else." Fang Jian chuckled.”
Zhan Tao's eyes lit up, and he said in a low voice,""Alright."
"Last night, when I was sleeping, I dreamed of a burly man. He taught me.”Fang Jian said mysteriously.
Zhan Tao's eyes widened as he looked constipated.
Damn it, so it was just to make fun of me.
Fang Jian could tell from his expression that this guy would never believe him.
Sigh, I don't know what's going on with people these days.
If he told them the truth, they would think that he was lying to them.
"Boss, where did this little brother come from?”A rough voice sounded from below.
"Master Liang, this is my childhood friend, Fang Jian."”
He poked Fang Jian with his elbow and said,"This is Master Liang Chao, the number one expert of our boxing club. He was once the king of mixed martial arts in Yong City. He also won the provincial championship and participated in the national competition. He retired last year, and it wasn't easy for me to hire him.”
Charles wasn't very old. He looked a little younger than Zhan Tao, but his figure was really good. It seemed that although he had retired, his martial arts hadn't fallen behind.
"Hello, Master Liang." Fang Jian smiled.”
"Master Fang, you're also a martial artist, right?" Charles said with a smile.”
Zhan Tao laughed and said," Master Liang, you've made a mistake this time. What's he practicing? He's just randomly punching to death. He's not even as good as me."”
Charles smiled and did not say anything.
After all, he was the boss, so there were some things he couldn't say.
Fang Jian looked at him in surprise. This champion of mixed martial arts had good judgment.
Although Fang Jian had only learned how to take a beating in those 130 days, he had been taught by a real martial artist.
In comparison, what Zhan Tao and the others learned…
Rather than saying that he was a martial artist, it was better to say that he was a showman.
This was the tragedy of traditional martial arts.
The traditional Chinese martial arts had another name, which was the art of killing.
It was a technique developed with the purpose of killing.
But now, how many people dared to kill people on the streets?
Modern martial arts were all about looking good. Only by looking good and fighting well could they attract people.
Those true crippling killer moves, even if someone knew them, they would not dare to teach them.
Charles looked at Fang Jian and was a little eager to try. He said,"Master Fang, how about we play?”
When Fang Jian and Zhan Tao fought, it was interesting at first. However, when his body and consciousness gradually merged, he felt bored.
Zhan Tao's skills were too weak. Compared to the Iron Palm Man, there was a world of difference.
Therefore, he was a little discouraged.
But this one…
However, just as he was about to agree, Zhan Tao said,""Master Liang, I can't do it today. Fang Jian ran for the whole afternoon and fought a match. If you want to try, you can try next time.”
Charles nodded, feeling a little regretful.
Fang Jian glanced at Zhan Tao, although he knew that Zhan Tao was doing this for his own good.
However, it was really a disappointment.
After taking a shower and leaving the boxing gym, Fang Jian first returned to the shop.
Although he could not focus on the shop now, he still had an important thing to do when he came back.
He took out the Underworld Coins.
After thinking for a while, Fang Jian took out a stack and burned 50 billion yuan in one go.
The stock in the shop was gone, and they needed to restock.
However, 50 billion yuan should be enough for his father to squander for a while.
At night, Fang Jian woke up in a daze.
He saw his father looking at him nervously.
"Son, are you going to die?"
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