"Li Chenglong, your skills are fine, but your basic foundation is lacking. Whether it is fists, kicks, body, or footwork, they are all too poor. You are far from reaching the level of perfection, and perfection is even further out of reach!

"

Wen Xingtian said: "I'll give you three days to fight Xiang Bing! Fighting all the time, without stopping! Either you understand the spirit of the boxing and make up for your own shortcomings, or you can just beat her out of the hidden dragon."

It’s over!”

When Zuo Xiaoduo heard this, his eyes flashed, and a very interesting and weird smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"It's now nine o'clock, nine thirty, the opening ceremony. Get familiar with the school in the afternoon, and classes will officially start in three days. Although there will be no classes in these three days, but... if anyone doesn't make progress in three days, get out of here!"

Wen Xingtian's teaching method can be said to be very special, or very different, very arrogant, and very domineering.

But everyone thought it was normal.

In martial arts training, too much pleasantness will only make people sink into meekness and make them unable to progress further!

In the original school, even the most powerful genius was beaten countless times by the teacher...

Brothers and sisters including Xiang Chong and Xiang Bing also looked grateful: "Thank you, teacher."

No matter how unpleasant the scolding was, in the end, he still gave the best solution to Xiang Bingxin's disease.

The cause of Xiang Bing's heartache was the battle with Li Chenglong. To untie the bell, the person who tied the bell had to be tied. Fighting with no one would be as effective as fighting with Li Chenglong.
Chapter completed!