As Chen Dong spoke, he shook his fist several times at the tree trunk, nose, throat and chest, very accurately and very quickly.

"That's it for these three times. You each find a tree trunk and draw a nose, throat and chest that are about the same height as you. Just practice accordingly. As long as you practice well enough, it won't be a problem to knock someone down instantly."

Everyone became energetic and immediately found a tree to practice, punching continuously with "hoohoohoo" and "hohohoho".

Only then did Chen Dong realize that the crazy old man was right, and everyone's qualifications were indeed different.

He remembered that when he first learned the Yama's three-point technique, he quickly mastered the essence, punching quickly, hard, steadily and accurately.

But among everyone, some of the punches were weak, some were very slow, and some couldn't even aim accurately. They either stumbled or staggered, which made Chen Dong speechless.

However, although your qualifications may be high or low, as long as you study hard and practice hard, it will still be effective.

But there are some people who can't do these words. For example, Zhang Weiwei, maybe because of his big size, he doesn't practice boxing so hard, and he hides aside to smoke after just a few practices.

There is also Lu Yuange, who seems to be quite smart at ordinary times, good at talking and making trouble, but he is not very interested in practicing boxing. After practicing for a while, he started to yawn.

On the contrary, Feng Bin practiced very seriously.

Feng Bin is thin and weak, wearing a pair of high-profile glasses, as if a gust of wind could blow him over. In fact, he has no talent and can't even hold a fist.
Chapter completed!