There is a piece of jade in my dantian

Chapter 9 Assessment
"Really?" Zhao Yun knew that this martial arts gym was only above average, and most of the people who came here were white-collar workers.But now, as long as he can resist the opponent's attack for 1 minute, he can make a profit of 1 yuan. Knowing that 1 yuan is far more than a month's salary of many people, Zhao Yun was naturally surprised.

"Naturally!" Longhu replied with a smile.

At this time, a not-so-strong man was standing in the corner of the fighting room. Only a shape could be seen of the exposed body muscles. He looked ordinary and stood there very casually.And he is exercising his body, using the most common aerobics in the Federation.This kind of aerobics is not a martial skill at all, it is very purposeful, it is just to exercise the muscles and bones.

Obviously it's just aerobics that everyone knows, but the other party stretches every movement to the extreme, very serious and meticulous.

"Huh?" Zhao Yun, who had been imbued with the supreme memory, now has a terrifyingly high vision, and instantly saw a lot of unusual things in the opponent's simple movements.

"It seems that 1 yuan is not easy to get!" Zhao Yun originally thought it was a pie in the sky, but now it seems that it is not a pie but a thorn.

"Can only defend passively, can't fight back?" Zhao Yun was eager to try, his body hidden under his clothes was shaking slightly, and he turned his head and asked kindly to the boss beside him.

Long Hu was also slightly taken aback, his expression was half a smile, as if he had heard some bad joke.

"Really don't wear protective clothing?" Longhu looked Zhao Yun's small body up and down, with a deliberative tone.

"No need." Zhao Yun was looking for a master to help him temper his body, and now he happened to bump into a master, so he was naturally very happy.

"Then you can figure it out, just remind me not to show mercy, 3 minutes is not long, I will wait for you outside!" Long Hu looked at the angry young man in front of him, and then said with a smile.

Longhu didn't talk much, and stopped talking. He patted Zhao Yun on the shoulder gently and exited the fighting room.

Zhao Yun looked at the opponent's movements, now he was lunging and kneeling, and it was over in three beats, and it wouldn't take long, so he just took the opportunity to warm up himself.

The muscles hidden in the clothes trembled slowly, and the cold limbs gradually became hot. When Zhao Yun was ready, the other party had already finished the last movement.

"You don't need to warm up?" Wang Zhong looked at the young man standing in front of him with a hint of surprise on his face.

"I'm ready!"

"In this case, the 1 minute???? timer starts!"

Wang Zhong tilted his head. As soon as the words fell, Zhao Yun was still more than ten meters away, and disappeared without a trace in the next breath.

Almost at the last breath when the voice disappeared, a piercing whistling sound entered Zhao Yun's ears.

Zhao Yun could only see a vague trajectory, and his right hand subconsciously blocked his chest. Through his arm, he felt a needle-like pain in his entire chest, as if his entire chest had been pierced by dense embroidery needles.

Zhao Yun moved his footsteps, retreating more than half a meter in one step, and it took a full seven meters to remove the strength left by the opponent.

"Intermediate martial artist!" Zhao Yun looked at the other party and whispered.I didn't expect that this time I really hit the muzzle of the gun. There was an intermediate martial artist in this small martial arts gym, but the opponent suppressed his strength, otherwise the punch just now might have killed him.

"It's only been three seconds." Zhao Yun's body trembled slightly, and his eyes scanned the wall clock on the wall.

"It's about [-] kilograms just now, and it's the strength of a special technique, so it's hard to deal with." Zhao Yun stared at the opponent, estimating the strength of the opponent in his heart.

Wang Zhong stood quietly ten meters away, and looked at Zhao Yun in surprise. His own punch was close to a ton, and it was delivered so quickly that it was difficult for ordinary people to dodge it. However, that kid was able to stand firmly when he blocked it. There, this strength is already a genius-level figure at the age of seventeen or eighteen, "Your ability to resist blows seems to be very good, why don't you continue?"

"Okay." Zhao Yun responded, and stepped over ten meters in three steps, like a shell fired from a chamber, he punched his opponent with one blow.

"boom!"

To be able to join hands with an intermediate martial artist, Zhao Yun couldn't wish for it, and there was no way to refuse it.

Zhao Yun's Pao Fist didn't work, and the opponent could easily block it with just a quick swing of his arm.

"Snapped!"

"I still can't see clearly!" Zhao Yun's five senses have been developed once, but he still can't see the opponent's trajectory clearly. At this time, he is like a blind man with his eyes open, helpless.

"Crack!" The other party's slender arm flicked its tail like a giant python, and slammed towards Zhao Yun's waist. He could barely turn his body sideways, and then punched Zhao Yun's lower abdomen.

"Snapped!"

"boom!"

Facing the attack of the opponent's ****, Zhao Yun's face was calm like a boy of seventeen or eighteen years old, but it was not just a brute force attack, the angle of the opponent's attack was very tricky, and each of them was very incredible. Zhao Yun could only carry it down with his body.

"There are still 20 seconds!" Zhao Yun was not only calculating the strength of the opponent's attack, but also calculating the time, and more importantly, the frequency and intensity of the attack for the body to adapt to.

"Pfft!" The **** attack lasted for a full minute. Zhao Yun's clothes were covered with footprints, but the other party looked much neater.

After 1 minute of frenzied attack, Zhao Yun's body was like a sponge absorbing the strength continuously.

"Huhu!" The clothes on his body could be squeezed out casually, and Zhao Yun was half kneeling on the ground panting heavily.Fortunately, it was just a sparring partner, Wang Zhong didn't attack the head, otherwise Zhao Yun would have fallen to the ground unconscious.

"One minute, I really held it!" Wang Zhong looked at the boy opposite, and he really held himself.Although it's 1% power, it's already very close to the peak martial artist, and his attack frequency is very high. The extremely fast attack of 5.00 minute made Wang Zhong feel like playing.

"Hiss!" Zhao Yun tore off his clothes, revealing a well-defined body.But at this moment, only the upper body was densely covered with red spots, which were bruises left after the blow.

"This little monster!" Long Hu also walked into the fighting room, looked at Zhao Yun's body, and muttered in his mouth.

Many of the opponent's marks have been superimposed, and many of them are hit in the same place, but this kid has no other abnormalities except for his shortness of breath. Originally, Longhu was worried whether this kid would be killed by Wang Zhong alive. Get knocked out.

"Boss, let's go!" Zhao Yun shook off the sweat on his forehead, and said to Longhu beside him.

"Well, I'm very satisfied. Well, you can go to rest. By the way, I have a doctor here. You can apply some traumatic medicine." Longhu looked at Zhao Yun's trauma and said with a smile.

(End of this chapter)