Xiao Changhe didn't seem to mind, but there was a flash of anger in his eyes. However, there was no point in hiding it. No matter what he said, Jiang Qing didn't seem to care at all. She didn't seem to have any intention of talking to him.
He was frustrated, but there was nothing he could do.
He and Jiang Qing were originally the children of martial artists. He was three years older than Jiang Qing, and they were like a golden couple when they were young. However, as he grew older, he became a little more mature and neglected his martial arts. As a result, he drifted away from Jiang Qing.
However, looking back, the little girl had grown into a beautiful woman. He wanted to get close to Jiang Qing now, but she already knew some rumors about him. She wouldn't pay attention to him.
Jiang Qing heard the noise and saw that Zuo Zhicheng was at a disadvantage again. She became angry and shouted, "Zuo Zhicheng, beat him up!" She ignored Xiao Changhe immediately.
Hoodlum wailed, "Great Senior Sister, you are too biased!"
The surrounding students were already used to it. After all, it was normal for a beginner to be timid and not dare to make a move at the beginning of a fight. In their eyes, Zuo Zhicheng was the weakest beginner in the entire martial arts club. He could be easily defeated.
However, while Hoodlum was distracted and talking, Zuo Zhicheng stopped his passive defense and punched three times consecutively, hitting Hoodlum's stomach, chest, and cheeks. The series of rapid attacks made it impossible for Hoodlum to react, and he fell to the ground.
Zuo Zhicheng rubbed his fists. He thought to himself, "This speed of improvement should be good, right? I remember that beginners usually only need ten days to be able to fight boldly. "
The surrounding students quieted down and looked at Hoodlum, who was lying on the ground, in shock. He did not expect that he would be defeated by Zuo Zhicheng's quick attacks. In fact, Hoodlum was just an ordinary person. Even if Zuo Zhicheng had defeated him, it wouldn't have surprised the crowd. It was just that the contrast between Zuo Zhicheng and before was too obvious.
However, when the crowd saw that Zuo Zhicheng's face was flushed red and he was panting heavily as he glared at the Hoodlum on the ground, they 'understood' that Zuo Zhicheng was angry because he had been beaten up.
On the other side, Jiang Qing was the first to applaud. She smiled and said, "Not bad, not bad. Everyone, continue practicing. Zuo Zhicheng, come over here. I still have some problems with the way I played just now. Let me give you some pointers. In her mind, she thought, "Zuo Zhicheng's talent in martial arts is average, but his talent in fighting seems to be quite good."
Hoodlum got up from the ground and said angrily, "Wait, that doesn't count. Zuo Zhicheng, let's fight again."
Jiang Qing was worried that Zuo Zhicheng's' spirit 'would be worn down. She said with a straight face, "That's all for today. Hoodlum, you can practice with him first."
Then, Jiang Qing led Zuo Zhicheng to the side and began to give him pointers. The so-called pointers were actually just the two of them practicing their moves according to a reasonable set of moves. It looked like the set up in the movies.
These were the various fighting styles summed up by the predecessors. Once all the fighting styles were practiced to the extent that they were instinctive, every move and style could be freely released in a fight. Naturally, it was much more orderly than the street gangsters who relied on their instincts to fight.
In this aspect, Zuo Zhicheng's performance was quite good. Between the punches and kicks, he was always able to follow the set up moves of the Xumi Long Fist.
While watching, Jiang Qing laughed softly and said, "How is it? It feels good to beat someone down, right? Let me tell you, the key when fighting is not to be afraid. Just do what you usually train.
Come, I'll teach you a few more moves today. You'll use them all on them. "
"Senior, why do I feel like you're teaching me how to bully people?"
"You talk too much."
The two of them practiced and talked. Jiang Qing's face showed a smile from time to time.
However, Xiao Changhe was unhappy when he saw the two of them punching and kicking each other. They even joked from time to time. In his opinion, this was Zuo Zhicheng taking advantage of Jiang Qing. He had long regarded Jiang Qing as his prey. At this time, he looked at Zuo Zhicheng with even more displeasure.
However, seeing that Jiang Qing had no intention of paying attention to him, he was too lazy to ask for a snub. He snorted coldly and left.
When it was time for dinner, all the students and people from the other martial arts clubs had left.
Jiang Tien-cheng said to Jiang Qing and Zuo Zhicheng, "You two, come with me to Chaoyang Martial Arts Club in a few days."
Jiang Qing's eyes showed excitement, "Dad, are you going to join forces to deal with the Hai Long Gang? I heard that a lot of people have died recently. "
"Well …" Jiang Tien-cheng said with some worry, "It's Blood Rakshasa. That crazy woman was hired by the Hai Long Gang. She's very powerful."
Jiang Qing asked curiously, "What about Blood Rakshasa? How is she compared to Gui Quan? How come I've never heard of her? "
Jiang Tien-cheng said, "If you compare Blood Rakshasa and Gui Quan, I think Gui Quan is no match for her. Although he's powerful and killed the Four Kings of the Hai Long Gang, Blood Rakshasa is crazy. It's said that when she robbed the Newmen in the Northern Wilderness, she once attacked the Newmen's army alone. She killed more than a hundred people and left calmly."
The so-called Newmen were one of the original inhabitants of the New World. Most of them had slender bodies and handsome faces, but their social status was relatively low. They were still at the stage of farming and hunting. Naturally, they became the main targets of Da Qi State's colonization and exploitation.
Hearing such shocking news, Jiang Qing's eyes widened. She couldn't believe it, "She can attack the Newmen's army head-on?" But on second thought, she was a little worried, "Then this time, they came here to deal with Gui Quan. Isn't Gui Quan in danger?"
"If they meet …" Jiang Tien-cheng frowned and said, "I'm afraid Gui Quan will die."
Zuo Zhicheng didn't say anything as he listened to the news. The information he had gathered during this time was more detailed and complicated than Jiang Tianzheng's.
Blood Rakshasa's identity was not simple. She was backed by a powerful organization called the Underworld Sect. The Underworld Sect's tentacles extended to drugs, human trafficking, weapons, and even war in the New World.
From the current situation, Zuo Zhicheng guessed that the Hai Long Gang was most likely an external force of the Underworld Sect.
But it was precisely because they didn't know this that the New World's martial arts centers planned to band together to fight against the Blood Rakshasa. Of course, it was inevitable that the situation would escalate, Blood Rakshasa's radicalization, and the instigation of other gangs.
In particular, Chaoyang Martial Arts Club and the Hundred Families Association had an unclear relationship, so it was more likely that they would take the initiative to help.
For the next few days, the job of guiding Zuo Zhicheng was taken over by Jiang Qing. Under her guidance, Zuo Zhicheng's' improvement 'was remarkable, and he seemed to be getting more and more used to sparring. From time to time, he would have a flash of inspiration during sparring, and he would come up with some very clever moves. This made Jiang Qing feel that Zuo Zhicheng had talent in this area.
Therefore, the number of wins and losses between him and Hoodlum went from total losses to more wins than losses. Because of this, Hoodlum's fighting spirit seemed to have been aroused. Every day, he would come to the martial arts center at one o 'clock in the afternoon to practice martial arts, and he would leave at five o' clock in the evening.
Jiang Qing, on the other hand, was very proud of the results of her guidance. She was more than happy to give pointers to Zuo Zhicheng.
As for Zuo Zhicheng's true strength, after continuous training day and night, he had reached 37% purple Innate Qi.
One day, a few days later, after dinner, Zuo Zhicheng sent Xiao Lan home first, and then he rushed to Chaoyang Martial Arts Club to meet up with Jiang Tien-cheng and Jiang Qing.
Because Xinlu Port was close to the sea port, it was very prosperous. Naturally, it gave rise to competition for the market, as well as competition for transportation, raw materials, and other resources. In addition, there were many gangs, so the birth of martial arts centers originated from the business people's need to protect themselves and their property.
Naturally, the more prosperous the streets were, the more martial arts centers there were, and the more famous the martial arts centers were. Chaoyang Martial Arts Club was located on the busiest street in Xinlu Port, Fulu Street.
Zuo Zhicheng walked into the courtyard of Chaoyang Martial Arts Club. Whether it was the size of the place or the decoration, the scale of the place far exceeded that of the Haoran Martial Arts Center.
Just the courtyard behind the door was almost twice the size of the Haoran Martial Arts Center. The courtyard was filled with young people from the 18 martial arts centers in Xinlu. They were either chatting or sparring in groups of twos and threes.
The staff at the side said, "Friend, the masters of the 18 martial arts centers are having a private meeting in the living room. Please wait here for a while."
Zuo Zhicheng nodded and began to look for Jiang Qing's location. He should also be waiting here.
However, he did not find Jiang Qing. Instead, he saw Xiao Changhe and a few other young people standing together. They were pointing at him. Just as Zuo Zhicheng wanted to avoid them, they had already walked over.
A dark-skinned strong man greeted him, "I'm Chang Qi from the Research Martial Arts Hall. I heard that you're Master Jiang's new direct disciple?"
"Uh, I'm just someone who serves tea …" Before Zuo Zhicheng could finish, Xiao Changhe, who was at the side, said, "This is Brother Zuo Zhicheng. I say, Brother Zuo Zhicheng, you don't have to be modest. Everyone, I've seen him practice martial arts, and he has already achieved 30% of Master Jiang's level of attainment. Moreover, for this little brother to be able to catch Master Jiang's eyes, his own aptitude is naturally extraordinary."
A fat man on the other side said, "Yes, since Master Jiang opened the martial arts center, although he has countless students, this is the first direct disciple." He was Zhou Xingyun from the Research Martial Arts Hall. He had a good relationship with Xiao Changhe.
Another tall and strong man was curious. He thought to himself, 'This Brother Zuo seems to be blind in one eye. I wonder what's so special about him that he was accepted as a direct disciple by Master Jiang.' This was Wang Qiang from the New Continent Boxing Club. He was very talented in martial arts and especially liked to compare notes. He was already quite famous in the entire New Continent Harbor.
Seeing the commotion around him, Xiao Changhe sneered and slowly stepped back. It was as if this matter had nothing to do with him. In fact, he was just unhappy with Zuo Zhicheng and wanted to use others to make him look bad.
Originally, according to Xiao Changhe's inquiry, Zuo Zhicheng was just a temporary worker, so it didn't matter if everyone knew about it. However, when everyone's gaze shifted to him, they thought that he was a direct disciple. Finally, they found out that he was just a temporary worker. Thinking of Zuo Zhicheng's ashamed appearance at that time, Xiao Changhe laughed.
Moreover, once they asked about it, this matter had nothing to do with him. It was just a misunderstanding.
The young people from the martial arts center surrounded Zuo Zhicheng and complimented him. Then, the strong man named Chang Qi cupped his hands and said, "I've long heard that Master Jiang is known as the New Continent Boxing God. Brother Zuo, since you're learning from Master Jiang, I wonder if you can give us some advice?"
As the saying went, "There is no first place in literature and no second place in martial arts." When a bunch of young people from the martial arts center gathered together, it was inevitable for them to compare notes. When Chang Qi said this, everyone immediately became excited. They consciously made way for the two people in front of them.
Looking at Chang Qi, who did not even have a trace of Xiantian Qi, Zuo Zhicheng helplessly scratched the back of his head. It was not good to bully ordinary people. However, he had made great progress in the past few days. He should be able to defeat him … right?
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