Martial Arts Master Chapter 85: Natural School

The blonde girl exclaimed and hurriedly picked up the phone and tried to take a photo, but when she pointed the screen there, the spider-like figure floating among the tall buildings was gone.

"I missed a superhero..." Withdrawing her gaze, she expressed her regret on the social network.

Although everyone knows that superheroes from comics and movies are virtual characters and exaggeration of reality, there are always fans who have evolved similar abilities to imitate and reproduce. According to incomplete statistics, Quanmi is recognized and is Fans have recorded more than 20 "Spiderman", and Batman Magneto is also not a minority.

After finishing the emotion, the blonde girl suddenly fell into thought. The appearance of "superheroes" is often accompanied by danger. Is there anything terrible nearby?

For a moment, she was nervous and curious.

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In the Mercedes fighting arena, Lou Cheng smiled indifferently when he heard Brooke's explanation:

"Understand, understand."

In the face of the bald giant Olsen’s ridicule and discriminatory words, if you change to the previous self, you will definitely be extremely angry and humiliated, but with the current strength and realm, this is just funny and not insulted. feel.

Fighting is not for me? I can have fun with this joke for a week!

Brook nodded in satisfaction, and led Lou Cheng to continue inside, passing through corridors, passing practice places, and introduced the common sense of the "Ge Luka" genre.

Omi’s most influential fighting genre with the widest audience is the "Religious School", but the one with the longest history is the "Natural School". They believe that "all things have anims", so that they can gain power and change themselves. "Luca" belongs to a major branch of the "Natural School", which puts the spirituality of human beings in a more important position.

Similarly, there are factions within "Gluka". "Meses" emphasizes fighting. In addition to its own spirituality, it still emphasizes communicating with the spirit of all things, while the other school is closer to the "spirit". "Xiu" has almost quickly developed into a religious group. In order to awaken their spirituality, some of their rituals can even be classified as a cult.

However, these are all what Brooke said. His stand is clear, and some words can only be heard.

In this regard, Lou Cheng is noncommittal, and occasionally responds with "yes yes yes". Most of the time, he observes the layout here, the coaches here, and the students here.

Compared with the Longquan Gym, the "Meses" fighting field occupies a very wide area. There are practice fields and rooms separated by two floors. There are bare-handed fighting, wrestling practice, weapon teaching, and Fitness courses for ordinary people.

When I turned around a room, Lou Cheng's eyes even caught sight of a place similar to an ocean aquarium. It was partitioned by huge glass, with light waves and dark blue color, with light coming in from different places.

A sturdy white man **** and wearing leather shorts sank from above, holding his breath, kicking his legs continuously, breaking the underwater stone pillars in two.

It's great to be able to do this under the water... Lou Cheng didn't look too much, and moved forward thoughtfully.

"Okay, it's exclusively for fighters inside." As he walked, Brook stretched out his hand to stop him, smiled and said "Sorry".

Lou Cheng subconsciously looked over and found that there was sunshine and wind blowing in from the window, so quiet that he couldn't help but settle down.

But there is not no one there. A white man with knotted muscles can be seen vaguely. He is holding a big sword and doing slashing exercises silently, each sword shining with a star-like brightness.

Stepping, slashing, dazzling, stepping, slashing, dazzling... This boring scene made Lou pair up with the Gluka faction, full of interest in the Mercedes fighting arena, and turned to ask Brooke. :

"If I want to study, what are my options?"

For Lou Cheng, he wanted to see different martial arts styles, but he was unwilling to cause any trouble, because this would very likely cause repatriation and visa refusal, and he would not be able to fly to the U.S. to see the fairy in the future. On its own, it’s turning the cart before the horse, catching sesame seeds and losing watermelon.

Isn’t the most important thing to come to join the couple?

Moreover, going to the gym directly is not in line with your own personality. It feels too arrogant, unreasonable, and easily ruined other people's signs.

So, Lou Cheng's plan has always been to pay some money, follow the practice, to broaden his knowledge, and when he has the right opportunity, he will learn from the strong and be a good young man with ideals, morals, culture and discipline.

"Okay, we have fitness, elementary, elementary, intermediate, and advanced courses, which one do you want to apply for? The corresponding fighting foundation is needed later, and it is very expensive..." Brooke led Lou Cheng back Go, and give a detailed introduction.

"What is the advanced level? How much is the tuition?" Lou Cheng asked without hesitation.

Brook froze for a moment, glanced at the arms and thighs of the dark-haired man opposite, and laughed aloud: "You? Advanced?"

"Yes, I have practiced martial arts, martial arts, understand?" Lou Cheng waved his fist in a standardized manner.

"Martial arts..." Brooke whispered to himself, quite shaken, but his eyes were still full of disbelief.

The martial arts of China is quite mysterious to him. It can make people who don’t seem strong enough and have scary muscles to burst out terrible power...

Will the Asian boy in front of me be someone who has learned martial arts?

"Let me think about it, I think about it, hey, Joe Wick, come here, come here, you and him, put on gloves." Brooke reached out and greeted a muscular white man with a naked upper body.

He is practicing footwork and punching.

Qiaoweik has a broad forehead, cold features, and looks a little shy and introverted, but if you look closely, you can find his hidden desire for violence and bloodthirsty.

"He? Brook, don't be kidding!" Qiaoweik glanced at Lou Cheng, staring slightly angrily at the young black man with braids.

"He wants to sign up for advanced courses." Brooke shrugged helplessly.

"Advanced course?" Qiaoweik seemed to have heard something funny, shrugged his shoulders, happily, and finally turned back and put on his gloves, looking at Lou Chengdao, "Little boy, I will let you understand What is advanced? This is different from drinking milk in a mother's arms!"

"Should I not use gloves?" Lou Cheng asked indifferently.

"No, you punch me with all your strength." Qiaoweik's eyes lit up, and he answered excitedly.

This is the first time I have heard such a request... Lou Cheng spit out, his feet pushed inward, twisted his knees, swayed his back, and struck forward with a straight fist.

He complained about it, and still didn't try his best. He didn't even use the outbreak of the Dan Realm because he couldn't commit it.

Slap!

There was a crisp sound in Joe Wake’s ear, and he saw that his opponent’s fist was close at hand. He hurriedly raised his arms and assumed a face-guarding pose in boxing. His mind had already outlined the next counterattack. A set of combined punches made the Asian boy cry and go back to find his mother.

Boom! The glove was sunken, Qiaoweik's body shook, and he couldn't help but step back, two steps, three steps.

Plopped, he couldn't stand firmly and fell to the ground.

"Is it all right?" Lou Cheng turned his head and smiled at Brooke.

"OK..." Brooke replied blankly.

Hua Guo martial arts is really amazing...

The thin Asian boy can beat Joe Wick with a single punch, he is a new boxing star!

"How much is the tuition?" Lou Cheng watched Qiaoweik dangling from the corner of his eyes, and asked the key points again.

Forget it if it is too expensive, and find a way to see...

"From now until Christmas, five thousand meters gold." Brook waved his hand to Qiaoweik who hadn't figured out the situation with a dazed face, and motioned him to return to the practice range quickly.

Five thousand meters of gold...It is indeed a bit expensive, Lou Cheng thought about it, and reluctantly said:

"Where to pay?"

"You come with me." Brook is also a man who has seen fighters. He quickly recovered, led Lou Cheng to change direction, and casually introduced, "The membership fee for fitness here is 100 per month. Mijin does not include personal trainers. The elementary course is 500 meters gold, the junior and intermediate levels are 1,000 meters gold, and the intermediate is two thousand meters gold..."

Lou has become a daughter-in-law for the convenience of looking at his wife. He has specially created a dual-currency credit card in China. It just came in handy at this time. After swiping the card to pay, they signed an agreement and agreed to come to the fighting class tomorrow, four hours a day If you practice well and perform well, you can also become an apprentice in the "Merseys Fighting Arena", a real fighting apprentice.

In the process, Lou Cheng, who was dazzled by the agreement, took pictures and consulted Yan Zheke.

In the end, both parties were overjoyed, and Brooke sent Lou Cheng out with a bright smile and waved goodbye.

"See you tomorrow." Lou Cheng smiled and said goodbye, heading back to Cannes University.

At this time, Smith had just completed the monitoring arrangement to prevent emergencies, so he watched Lou adult leave the "Merseys Fighting Ground" harmlessly... left...

"Damn! What the **** does he want to do?" Smith cursed~IndoMTL.com~ transferred Skynet's authority to check the internal network and part of the monitoring of the Mercedes Fighting Arena.

"He signed up for a fighting course?" At this moment, Smith felt that the world was full of imagination.

A dangerous guy actually signed up for a fighting course that was not even an apprentice...

Ten seconds later, he woke up and remembered the previous cases. Some Chinese martial arts masters had just entered the country and began to challenge the powerful fighters. This caused a lot of things, so he could only repatriate them. Visa refusal.

This "monster" wants to accomplish similar goals in other ways... Smith nodded slightly invisible.

Remind the "Merseys Arena"?

A question emerged immediately, and Smith quickly found the answer.

"Why remind them?" He smiled and drew a cross on his chest.