"Since everyone knows it, then everyone can do it," Wu Xiaode said.

"No, knowing does not mean doing it. Being able to do it is the beginning of practice."

"yes."

Wu Xiaode felt it quietly.

Now, straight punching has become a part of his life. Punching is like instinct. The strength, angle, landing point and effect of each punch have completely emerged in his mind.

"If a person has no talent, he cannot become a peerless master, but after undergoing the baptism of quantitative changes, he can still become a pretty good boxer."

"As for you—"

"You are the inheritor of the Human Emperor Fist, and I also believe in that spirit's judgment."

"So my requirements for you will be stricter."

"Thank you, Your Excellency." Wu Xiaode said.

"Starting from today, practice punching and punch a billion times." The middle-aged man said.

"yes."

Wu Xiaode took a step forward and started punching the target.

Time continues to pass.

Next, he also practiced various fighting movements such as hooks, jabs, punches, and elbow strikes.

After all the movements have been practiced, practice legwork again.

Finally, there is the combination punch.

The disciples of the martial arts gym came and left, but he was the only one who always stayed in the martial arts gym.

Occasionally when we stopped to rest, those disciples would also talk about things in this world.

There are demons in this world.

Humanity has been invaded by demons and suffered a lot.

So the martial arts gym is always full of people.

Everyone wants to learn boxing to protect themselves and their families in troubled times.

time flies.

Finally one day--

There was a lot of noise outside the martial arts hall, and there was even an endless stream of fluctuations in spells.

Wu Xiaode woke up from his immersed state of martial arts practice.

A middle-aged man stood beside him.

"Your Excellency, may I ask what happened?" Wu Xiaode said, cupping his fists.

"The demon is attacking - we are about to evacuate this place, but you don't need to pay attention."

The middle-aged man continued: "Over the past hundred years, your boxing skills have laid a solid foundation. With a solid foundation, you will achieve success in the future. I have nothing left to teach you."

"——You go." Wu Xiaode was silent.

He looked around and found that none of the disciples were gone.

Everyone has left.

No.

There was a bloody smell outside the martial arts hall, accompanied by the roars and screams of human men, and the desperate cries, whimpering, and screaming of women.

boom----

The tall buildings in the distance collapsed.

Firelight illuminates the sky.

Wu Xiaode looked at it for a few seconds and said:

"Master, I'm leaving."

"There is no need to call me Master." The middle-aged man shook his head.

"You taught me boxing skills for the sake of thousands of people in the future. No matter what, you are my master." Wu Xiaode said.

The middle-aged man smiled and said, "According to this, you will have many masters in the future."

"What Master taught me, I will pass on to people in the future."

"Well, that's good. It's not in vain for me to teach you a lesson - you go ahead."

Wu Xiaode turned around, walked slowly off the ring, and walked towards the front door.

"Wait a minute - the monster is almost at the front door. Don't go out from there, take the back door and leave our world." The middle-aged man said loudly.

Wu Xiaode said: "I came from the front door, so naturally I have to go through the front door."

"There are too many monsters, and this city cannot be saved. Unless we have thousands of troops, we can protect this place - so if you can't get through, you will die here, so you have learned martial arts in vain."

The middle-aged man persuaded seriously.

Thousands of troops...

Wu Xiaode smiled, put on his gloves, and said softly:

"To be honest, Master, I learned martial arts just for this moment. No matter life or death, if I use it at this moment, it will not be in vain."

He opened the door.

The long street outside the door is full of monsters and monsters.

Eyes filled with blood.

A three-meter-tall demonic bull rushed toward the door of the martial arts hall.

Wu Xiaode put on a boxing stance, took a step forward, and punched the void.

Straight punch.

With this punch, an insight came into his heart.

Once the punch has been punched, you can immediately determine where the Demon Bull received the punch, the extent of the damage, the subsequent reaction, and how to respond.

This is a simple and unpretentious punch, yet almost incomprehensible.

The demonic bull rushed directly to his fist and hit him squarely on the forehead. His huge body shook and actually floated in mid-air.

——The skill of exerting force is almost miraculous.

Wu Xiaode had no expression on his face and punched again.

Straight punch, straight punch, straight punch, swing punch, hook, jab.

Each punch seemed ordinary, but the blow caused the demonic cow to erupt in a terrifying howl, and its entire body rolled backwards, knocking away countless monsters along the way.

More monsters looked this way.

Wu Xiaode was not afraid, he retracted his fist, turned around and bowed respectfully to the middle-aged man:

"Master."

“For the first half of my life, I couldn’t even pay my tuition fees, so I had to live on the streets.”

"Now I am fortunate to have master teach me martial arts. My disciples now know how to get started with boxing. I am always grateful."

"Today, all life here is in ruins. If there are not thousands of troops and horses to defend this city from the demons——"

"Disciples are like thousands of troops."

After saying that, he walked out of the gate of the martial arts hall and walked along the long street toward the densely packed monsters.

Taking a step forward, a pair of bronze hands appeared behind him, clenching his fingers into fists.

Pairs of bronze hands emerged one after another, clenched into fists, and appeared in the void behind him, arranged like a blooming lotus.
Chapter completed!