"Go to the combat training room!"
Lin Bin closed the door, and the two of them walked into the training room one after the other, and then got into position.
But Lin Bin only raised one hand.
He used the Huo family's mysterious fist style.
Seeing that he really only used one hand, Gan Zhi became even more furious.
"Be careful!"
She bit her red lips and gave it her all.
The speed is much faster than yesterday.
His strength increased dramatically, directly exceeding Lin Bin's by 1.5 times. Every move he made had extremely strong oppressive force.
But Lin Bin was not in a hurry. On the basis of Mizongquan, he also used grappling techniques.
Although he only used one hand and his strength was insufficient, grappling does not rely so much on absolute strength. Moreover, this guy is too familiar with Wing Chun!
Insufficient strength, one hand missing, and even a slightly slower speed.
But relying on his understanding of Wing Chun and the absolute difference in hard power in Chinese martial arts, Lin Bin is not at a disadvantage!
Boom!
Gan Zhi was so angry that she stomped the ground and then attacked with her knife kick.
Those long white legs made Lin Bin's nose hot.
However, it still didn't work.
Lin Bin is too relaxed.
Although it is not to the point of using only a little force to achieve a great effect, but with a power difference of 1:1.5, Lin Bin has really reached the level where he can do things easily with one hand.
Of course, the prerequisite is that the Wing Chun manual used by Gan Zhi was taught by this guy, and he is familiar with all the moves.
Gan Zhi became more and more depressed as the fight went on, and her teeth clenched tighter and tighter.
"how so?!"
She couldn't figure it out.
My strength, speed, and reaction speed are far superior to Lin Bin's, and my strength should be overwhelming.
But why are they so passive and being suppressed?
Swish, swish, swish!
Suddenly, Lin Bin seized the opportunity and took the initiative to attack.
He held a knife in his hand and slashed Gan Zhi's throat.
Gan Zhi: “(＃￣～￣＃)···”
"Not convinced?"
Lin Bin looked at her expression and smiled.
"I just can't figure it out."
"Why doesn't 'heavyweight' seem to work for you?!"
Gan Zhi really couldn't figure it out. If it was a fight without rules and restrictions, she could understand ignoring the heavyweight class, but what happened between the two just now was clearly a pure fight of national martial arts.
Logically speaking, how can we ignore the heavyweights?
And the difference is so huge!
This is even greater than the simple difference in weight class, because although I am not heavy, I have such powerful strength and speed. In fact, I should be more difficult to deal with than a fat man.
"Can Chinese martial arts ignore heavyweight divisions?"
“It’s not that simple.”
Lin Bin shook his head: "Except for unlimited martial arts, no martial arts school can ignore the heavyweight class. The reason why I am so relaxed is entirely because I know you well enough."
"Besides, your Wing Chun is still far from perfect."
Lin Bin put his hands behind his back and acted pretentiously, looking unfathomable.
"...So, martial arts restraint? It's like the skills in the game?"
"Well, if that's how you understand it, then it's fine."
"I'll have someone send you the first-level strengthening liquid right away."
"But, I want to practice all night tonight. Will you accompany me?"
Lin Bin was stunned: "Will I get overtime pay for working overtime?"
"Here's the strengthening fluid for you!"
"That would be great."
Lin Bin smiled.
Gan Zhi really doesn't care about this little money.
Lin Bin does care, but what's wrong with working in exchange for pay?
······
In the early morning of the next day, Gan Zhi dragged her tired body out of the house.
Liu Jiaxiong, who had been guarding outside the door since the strengthening liquid was delivered, watched this scene. There was something wrong with his eyes, and he kept looking at Lin Bin.
And in Liu Jiaxiong, Lin Bin really felt the danger!
Facing Gan Zhi after being injected with the second-level strengthening liquid, she only felt a momentary sense of oppression, and this was under the premise that the changes were too great compared to before.
"He's a master."
Lin Bin secretly tagged Liu Jiaxiong, and then grinned.
“···”
Liu Jiaxiong said nothing and drove away.
I feel bad, but I don't know what to say.
Especially at this moment, Gan Zhi said contentedly in the back seat: "Nobita, you can't tell Dad that I didn't go home to spend the night."
Nobita: “…”
It’s over!
It’s over!
Hearing these words and looking at Gan Zhi's satisfied expression in the rearview mirror, Liu Jiaxiong suddenly broke out in a cold sweat.
······
Lin Bin took a break in the morning and asked Chen Tao and Zhou Manman to help look after the martial arts gym. He went to take a nap and didn't get up until noon.
The group is still lively.
In fact, this has been the case these days.
And today is Zhang Asheng’s home court.
Zhang Asheng: "I'm going to take the initiative."
"Today, while my wife is away, I will dig out the Canci Sword and sharpen it. Then, I will find the right moment to destroy the Wheel King first!"
West Factory Beauty: "Are you sure?"
"You'd better accept my proposal. You won't lose out by exchanging Rama's body for my kung fu."
Huang Feihong: "With the power of the Chakravartin, I'm afraid that other than the factory beauty, the rest of us can't help you."
The thug in the suit: "???, @Huang Feihong, have you forgotten my existence? @Zhang Asheng, I'll get you two AKs and two rifles. If that doesn't work, I'll give you a few sweet potatoes or RPGs. Destroying the Wheel King will be like a piece of cake!"
As soon as the thug in suits sent the message, everyone else was stunned.
Then there was a lull.
For those members of the group who are still in the stage of traditional Chinese martial arts and at most barely at the low-level martial arts stage, modern thermal weapons are still too unreasonable.
'Times have changed' is definitely not just talk.
Seeing that they were in a state of boredom, Lin Bin jumped out.
"@张阿生, Old Zhang, your sword actually does more damage if it's not sharpened."
Zhang Asheng: "Ah?!"
Lin Bin: "Have you heard of Tetanus Blade?"
Suit thug: "Pfft!!!"
Feng Yuxiu: "...That makes sense. In that era, there were no tetanus shots. The damage would be too great, comparable to poison!"
"I even think that if you, Zhang Ahsheng, hold the unsharpened Cangci sword and fight the Chakravartin with all your might, you can both die! --- as long as you give him a few minor wounds."
Zhang Asheng: "Ah? There's such a saying?!"
Lin Bin: "Of course, it won't sharpen the Tetanus +999, but it will be sharper after sharpening. It's up to you to choose."
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