The dark-skinned middle-aged man put down the dumbbells and looked at the young man poking his head at the door.
"Master...you really run this gym?"
Wang Jin, who had changed into sportswear, walked in, with surprise that could not be concealed on his face.
This was the first time he had seen such a large gym, one of the best in the entire river.
"certainly."
Shrike nodded, seeming very proud.
"Okay, let's talk about the polite words later."
Before Wang Jin could say anything, the dumbbell flew towards him.
"The time after get off work is so long every day. When I was two hours old, I would pick up my children from school."
"The losses caused by emptying the entire gym will be deducted from your salary. Every second is money."
Shrike smiled and looked at Wang Jin, who was stunned by the dumbbell, with a smile on his face.
The money must be deducted, and he has the final say on how much to deduct.
"Let's just assume that the whole gym is full."
The swarthy man patted Wang Jin on the shoulder and handed over a sports water bottle.
"This is...protein powder?"
The young man shook the water glass and looked at the dark suspicious liquid inside and asked.
"Protein powder? Do you think you have time to practice slowly?"
Shrike sighed, his expression suddenly turned scary.
"Trust me, you don't want to know what that is."
"Fuck..."
Wang Jin blinked and resisted the urge to run away.
"Your boy's current problem is very obvious. You may have discovered it yourself."
Shrike ignored Wang Jin's thoughts and spoke slowly.
"You lack the means to kill with one blow."
"I lack the ability to kill with one hit."
They both spoke at the same time, and the dark man nodded with satisfaction.
Wang Jin squinted his eyes and looked at the shrike with some changes.
To be able to point out his weaknesses so pointedly shows that he has at least watched the video of the annual meeting several times.
Even though Shrike looked unhappy all the time, he was really helping Wang Jin.
"Luo Chan doesn't need strong power to cause considerable damage, but that doesn't mean it doesn't need power at all."
"The same goes for your swordsmanship that focuses on blocking, and your strange moves of spinning around and slashing people."
"Anyway, what you need is an improvement in strength."
The shrike touched his shaved head and seemed to be thinking about what to do.
"I have two options."
"The first is to increase the speed and attack a point multiple times in a short period of time."
"The second step is to completely give up speed and use all the power to attack by adjusting your breathing and muscle state."
"Don't rush to choose first, practice both."
The dark-skinned man waved his hand as he spoke, as if calling someone.
Just when Wang Jin thought that Shrike was going to ask the crowd to beat him, a familiar figure appeared in his sight.
The perfect figure is vividly outlined by the sportswear, and flexibility and strength are perfectly combined in this girl.
She seemed to have just finished training, and there was still some sweat on her forehead.
The messy hair sticks neatly to her face, and her high ponytail sways gently.
Li Hui tilted her head, with a smile on her red face.
"Wang Jin."
"Well...I should have thought of it earlier."
The young man touched his chin and whispered softly.
Shrike has always been like this, he will only teach Wang Jin the general method.
After that, endless beatings await the young man.
Just when he could barely fight with Li Hui, Shrike would stand up with excitement on his face and give Wang Jin another severe beating.
Although it sounds unreliable, Wang Jin's Luo Chan learned it from being beaten.
"well."
The young man opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something else.
The next second, he flew out directly, with a look of confusion on his face.
Shrike...it seems he hasn't taught himself the method yet.
An hour later.
The young man collapsed to the ground with bruises all over his body.
He didn't expect that Li Hui had become so strong.
God is fair. While he took away this little girl's inspiration, he also gave her a sweet appearance, keen senses, frightening strength, and extremely high physical talent.
It's like closing a door and lifting the roof.
Compared with her, Wang Jin suddenly felt a little ashamed of himself.
"Don't lose heart."
Li Hui gently helped the young man up, her tone gentle and a little shy.
It’s completely impossible to imagine that she could knock Wang Jin flying four to five meters with one punch.
"Ahem..."
Wang Jin coughed weakly twice and could only nod in agreement.
He found that Li Hui's Luo Chan was different.
The original sound of flapping wings became like the roar of a tiger and leopard, and the air flow caused by the attack even vaguely showed scratches like wild beasts.
Simply terrifying.
"Take a few sips."
The shrike, who had changed into normal clothes, stuffed the kettle over and Wang Jin tried to take a sip.