Bada.

The short-haired boy chewed gum and laughed silently.

Han Dong also walked to this side of the ring, stood next to Sun Hui, and looked at the white-haired old man, Mr. Ning, with some respect.

Mr. Ning, whose specific name and age are unknown. But he is the instructor in charge of all martial arts students in the Municipal Experimental High School and is responsible for the practice of martial arts. Moreover, Mr. Ning has a weird temper. No matter how irritable the martial arts students are, they would not dare to go to Ning.

Acting presumptuously in front of the old man.

"Classmate Han Dong, right?"

Mr. Ning said slowly and calmly.

He was wearing an old black leather coat and jet-black trousers, and his face had very obvious wrinkles, making him look like a frail old man. But his gloomy face and drooped eyelids exuded a strange and ferocious aura, as if he was a ferocious beast that was ready to kill its prey.

Han Dong felt a chill in his heart.

Han Dong said hurriedly: "Yes, I am Han Dong."

Mr. Ning raised his eyelids and snorted.

He took out the cigarettes in his pocket, took out one, lit the cigarette, took a deep breath, and then said: "Sun Hui, get on the ring and show him the basic moves."

call.

Mr. Ning blew out his cigarette, glanced at Han Dong briefly, and pointed to the ring behind him: "After Sun Hui demonstrates, I will give you half a minute to think before you go on the ring to perform the basic moves."

"OK."

Han Dongdao.

Sun Hui took a deep breath, strengthened his legs, and jumped onto the one-meter-high ring. This made the other martial arts students secretly praise and talk among themselves.

"Is Sun Hui already at the fifth level?"

"Two steps further from fifth grade to third grade, you can easily enter the school. But the higher the martial arts level, the harder it is to improve. We don't have any third grade martial arts students in this class yet."

…

On the arena.

Sun Hui slowly assumed three extremely standard postures. They seemed simple and easy, but they were all difficult movements that tested the toughness of the muscles and bones and the strength of the body.

Half a minute later.

Han Dong, who was pretending to be deep in thought, ended his thinking state, walked straight to the edge of the ring, and climbed up while holding the ring with both hands.

For a moment, the whole audience burst into laughter.

First it was Sun Hui's easy jumping, and then Han Dong's clumsy way of climbing onto the ring... It was as if the pearls and jade were in front and the rocks behind, forming a strong and sharp contrast that made the martial arts students present unable to stop laughing.

The short-haired boy was chewing gum and laughing so hard that he almost burst into tears.

So funny!

He couldn't bear to despise Han Dong!

Han Dong, who had just climbed up to the ring, had a hot face. He was pretending to be deep in thought, but after half a minute was up, he climbed straight onto the ring...climbed up to the ring!

"cough."

Mr. Ning coughed and the whole place returned to silence, but the joyful atmosphere could not be stopped. He took a puff of his cigarette, turned to look at Han Dong, and said, "Classmate Han Dong, let's get started."

"kindness!"

Han Dong nodded.

He had practiced dozens of times in the morning, so there was probably no problem. Besides...since he could practice successfully in a short period of time, it proved that he did have some martial arts talent.

"call."

Han Dong took a deep breath, stood upright with his legs, and tilted his upper body.

This is the first movement. With the waist as the pivot, the upper body and lower body are at right angles... In fact, many students can perform this movement, but the subtle state of the body cannot be hidden from martial arts practitioners. The degree of tremor determines whether the movement is standard.

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"The first move."

Han Dong recalled the practice in the morning, and he was careful. If he fell slowly, it would indirectly increase the difficulty. It was best to go all out and form a right angle.

next moment.

Han Dong exerted slight force on his waist and sank down - click!

A crisp sound of bones resounded through the ring, echoed in the empty and quiet venue, and reached the ears of all martial arts students.

Han Dong's upper body was actually lower than the waist level!

This is not a right angle, but an angle larger than a right angle!

"Well?"

Han Dong took a deep breath and didn't dare to move... He raised his eyes, met the stunned eyes, and said with embarrassment: "I, my waist is twisted?"

He couldn't believe it himself!

This was clearly not the case in the morning! As soon as he dropped with force, he could barely reach the standard line and could not sink any further!

Snap.

The short-haired boy was chewing gum and waiting to see the joke. His mouth opened wide, and the chewing gum hit his black cloth shoes.

Snap.

The irregular-shaped chewing gum and the self-cloth upper rolled down to the ground, creating a strange and quiet atmosphere.
Chapter completed!