The killing system in my brain

Chapter 29
Liu Meng paused her fists and stared, "What's wrong?"

Seeing Liu Meng's posture, even if he said no to fighting, Cui Jian yelled, "Do you dare to let me get up?"

"Get up?" Liu Meng got up directly from Cui Jianjian, watched Cui Jian get up quickly, stretched out her hand and pushed Cui Jian, "How can you get up, tell me, what can you do?"

Cui Jian staggered from being pushed, and said angrily, "Don't push me!"

"How can I push you?"

Liu Meng pushed Cui Jian again, Cui Jian was so angry in his heart, looking at Liu Meng who was proud and arrogant, "You, wait until I get better from a cold!"

"Okay, what can I do, what can I do?"

Liu Meng directly gave Cui Jian two kicks, and the latter ran away with his head in his arms, constantly avoiding Liu Meng's attacks. Unfortunately, the octagonal iron cage's range of movement is too narrow, and basically every punch of Liu Meng is quite precise. The forehead fell on Cui Jianjian.

This appalling situation also attracted people who were exercising around to gather and watch with great interest. Some people even called for Cui Jian to attack Liu Meng and protect his hands because he was bullied by Liu Meng too badly. People outside can only make such cheerful voices.

After half an hour, the door of the octagonal iron cage was finally opened by the staff. Cui Jian hurriedly crawled out of the venue. Liu Meng didn't chase after seeing her. Being ridiculed by Cui Jian like that, she couldn't eat, couldn't sleep well, and waited and waited, just to give Cui Jian a good meal in the name of coming here for training today.

At this moment, Cui Jian's whole body was like a red-hot prawn, and he was completely red from being beaten by Liu Meng. What I have to say is that Liu Meng's strike force was quite well controlled, which made Cui Jian feel the pain without leaving any scars on his body. If she went to interrogate the prisoner and beat him out of shit, the other party would have to hold back tears.

Liu Meng clapped her hands and looked at Cui Jian who was lying on the ground panting heavily, "Okay, I have finished the test on you, now we will officially start training, get up quickly, don't lie down like a dead pig on the ground."

"This is also called a test, and you're making it clear to avenge yourself!"

"How? Who told you to scold me in public? I didn't make you down. It has already proved that I am gentle and virtuous."

Cui Jian waved his hand, "Your words are ambiguous, what do you mean you can't get out of bed?"

A blush flashed across Liu Meng's face, and she said fiercely: "You still dare to flirt with me, believe it or not, I will carry you in for another hour, get up quickly!"

Cui Jian got up silently, "Just call me, why are you so vicious."

"Are you disgusting? Come with me."

Liu Meng looked at Cui Jian's cheap look angrily, turned around and walked towards the cubicle. Seeing this, Cui Jian grinned and followed. The soreness on his body began to increase rapidly with the addition of 14 points of constitution. The warm current generated in the body slowly disappeared, and the proficiency of the iron cloth shirt actually increased by 20 points.

This is so simple, Cui Jian grinned, if you beat him like that every day, the experience value will be worth it, maybe with the mission of chivalry, coupled with Liu Meng's daily beatings, you can completely upgrade the iron cloth shirt to three There are more levels of proficiency.

After coming to a separate room, the room was filled with some fighting training equipment, and it was empty, only the two of them.

Liu Meng stood still in the middle, looking seriously at Cui Jian, who was curiously inquiring left and right, "Cui Jian, you only have one month to do fighting training, so the conventional fighting methods basically can't be used on you, you need a A quick training method, I will formulate relevant training for you according to your physical condition."

"Uh, can't you practice some kind of kung fu? For example, if you practice some magical skills, you can achieve great success in a few months, and you can break mountains and crack rocks, and you can jump high. Also, why do I feel that you call my name? Do you always feel like you are wearing colored glasses?"

"Is there?" Liu Meng looked as usual: "Probably because you think too much, these are not important, but can you not be poisoned by martial arts novels, there is no such whimsical magic in reality, always It's a brain-dead fantasy, and that's a bad situation."

Cui Jian was a little disbelieving, "Then how did you smash that wooden door with your elbow yesterday?"

"This is relying on the body's whole body to twist into one strand, and then burst out suddenly." Liu Meng said angrily: "Please accept your illiterate inquiries, don't pretend to understand all day long, do you know this? Make you look ignorant?"

Cui Jian was a little embarrassed. He was sensible and did not reply to Liu Meng's ridicule, but a man has a martial arts dream in his heart. Although the system gave him an iron cloth shirt, he has discovered so far. Apart from increasing the ability to be beaten, it has no effect, and some of the heat in his heart has subsided. Even if Iron Bushan is a real kung fu, it is not useful to be a human sandbag every day. He is not a masochist.

"Then, how long will it take you to get to the point where you can smash a solid wooden door all at once?" He still couldn't help but want to ask.

Seeing Cui Jian's expression of eagerness for knowledge, Liu Meng rarely explained: "My kung fu, I began to stand on the living pile to strengthen my muscles when I was five years old. After standing for three years, I learned the first set of boxing. This set of boxing plus stance, I have been practicing for ten years, eight hours a day, and I only started to learn the true Kungfu two years ago, and I was able to twist the strength of the whole body into a rope a year ago. Take control and explode as you want."

What Liu Meng said was an understatement, and Cui Jian was dumbfounded when he heard it. He never imagined that practicing martial arts would be so hard.

Seeing Cui Jian's appearance, Liu Meng said disdainfully, "Do you think you can become invincible after practicing martial arts for a few years? Real kung fu is all honed by time. If you really come out after four or five years of practice, then you still don't know what to do." It’s better to study Sanda honestly for two years, it’s much more useful than practicing Kung Fu.”

No wonder, no wonder there are so many fake martial arts masters in so many societies now, they casually practice for a few years and claim to be masters of martial arts, and then they are beaten up and faked, making Internet trolls sing bad words about Chinese Kung Fu.

In this materialistic society, who would persevere in practicing martial arts for such a long time, which caused people outside to misunderstand more and more. The real kung fu is not without it, but it can only be honed out because it takes time and years of precipitation.

Seeing that traditional kung fu is hopeless, Cui Jian asked, "Then I am learning Sanda?"

"Not only Sanda, but also ground fighting, jujitsu, etc., to be precise, it is comprehensive martial arts training." Liu Meng walked a few steps while talking, and came to a sandbag, "I chose you because of your endurance. His physical strength is quite good, even so good that I am a little surprised that he can be as good as me."

Liu Meng looked at Cui Jian strangely, and it seemed that it was hard to imagine that an ordinary person had better physical strength than a marathon runner. At that time, they ran around Shanghai University several times, and their running speed was quite fast.

　Maybe, maybe, at night, and,. . .Chapter one,,,,,,,,, probably,,,, gather shameless begging tickets, huh, huh

　　
　
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