Everyone in the audience was stunned and sweating profusely.
He Yong struggled to get up from the ground. One of his ankles was severely injured and his muscles were obviously injured. However, he was strong and did not scream out.
"Brother He, are you okay?" members of the association hurriedly stepped forward to help.
He Yong gritted his teeth. This time, the child's mother was missing and he was embarrassed!
"Okay, you are awesome..."
He Yong limped out of Brothers Sanda Hall with a sullen face, without even saying hello to Mr. Jiulao.
Mr. Jiu Lao withdrew his horrified gaze and cupped his hands towards Ye Fan on the stage, "Little masked brother..."
"Senior Jiu, we haven't finished the fight yet!" Ye Fan flexed his right fist, kicked his legs casually, stretched out, and said with a relaxed smile: "Ah! It's almost time to rest, let's continue!"
The remaining fists of the Sanda Association were ashamed, and their hearts were pounding.
Keep going, keep going!
You kid is very good at acting. You were as tired as a dog just now. You just rested for a few minutes and you are full of energy again?
Even Brother He can't block your punch. If we go up, aren't we looking for abuse?
When Ye Fan saw everyone in the audience bowing their heads and saying nothing, as timid as kittens, he stopped insisting, jumped out of the boxing ring, and took off his gloves.
"If you don't fight, go back. If you dare to challenge me in the future, I won't hold back. From today on, I will be in charge of the brothers' Sanda studio!"
Ye Fan said and walked straight towards Yuan Yin's office.
The members of the Brothers Sanda Hall cheered and surrounded Ye Fan to the office.
A few key people followed in, and the others stood respectfully outside the window, holding paper and pens in their hands, as if they wanted Ye Fan's signature.
Ye Fan sat on the coffee table, made himself a pot of tea, and looked at the backbones with some surprise.
"Hey, what are you doing here?"
"Master Masked Brother, will you teach boxing in our boxing gym in the future?"
A young man with dyed white hair was very self-conscious. When he saw Ye Fan making tea, he quickly poured it for him with a particularly respectful look on his face.
"It depends on the situation." Ye Fan took the tea cup and chuckled: "I will come and sit here when I have time. After all, Master has told me to look after Junior Brother Yuan Yin more."
"Really?" All the members were extremely happy, "Then please take care of me, Senior Brother!"
"You like fighting very much?" Ye Fan asked.
"Yeah." Everyone nodded.
Ye Fan looked up at the young men and pointed casually: "Come here, you guys."
"Ah?" The members who were called were stunned, and came to Ye Fan respectfully, "Elder brother, do you have any advice?"
Ye Fan didn't say anything. He stretched out his hand and pinched them, showing a look of regret: "You guys are surprised that they are good materials for practicing martial arts. It's a pity that it's too late..."
"Elder brother, what do you mean it's too late?" The white-haired young man was puzzled.
"If I'm not wrong, you should have started fighting after you were sixteen years old, right?" Ye Fan dragged his chin and said in a low voice: "Moreover, you didn't train your muscles horizontally at first, but spent a lot of time on
Muscle plasticity."
The young men named by Ye Fan were all muscular men. You could tell by looking at them without touching them.
In the beginning, they were really just doing fitness and trying to pick up girls.
Later, after getting to know Yuan Yin, he moved to the Sanda gym to play boxing.
Due to his good physical condition, his strength has been greatly improved during fitness, so his strength is considered the best among many Sanda gym members.
However, no matter how strong your body is, it will be useless if you don't know how to use it. When compared with professional boxers from the Sanda Association, you will basically be defeated.
Today Ye Fan opened their eyes and shocked them.
At this time, he was talking nonsense and became a good match in everyone's ears.
"It's... it's amazing! Senior brother, we all started working out when we were 17 or 18 years old. If Boss Yuan hadn't opened a Sanda gym in the past two years, we wouldn't have joined."
"Senior Brother, can you tell this by just pinching it? Wow, he is just like the martial arts master in the novel!"
"Nonsense, isn't Senior Brother a martial arts master? He stands high, so he can see clearly!"
"He Yong must be awesome. We are one of the top three professional boxers in Binhai, but my senior brother knocked him away with one punch!"
"Elder brother, did you use your inner strength?"
"Yes, yes, I remember that Senior Brother said before the competition that he practiced Fire Cloud Palm. I didn't believe it at first, but now that I think about it, Senior Brother's move just now might have evolved from Fire Cloud Palm!"
"No wonder I felt a rush of heat and saw fire coming out of Senior Brother's fist. It turns out that there really is such a magical martial arts in the world!"
The more people talk, the more outrageous they become. It is estimated that if they continue talking, even the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms will be revealed.
"That's about right, it's not that exaggerated."
Ye Fan waved his hand indifferently, his expression seemed extremely unpredictable in the eyes of everyone.
"Actually, everyone's foundation is very good, especially you."
Ye Fan looked at the accessories worn by the white-haired young man and others and simply praised them.
"Although I have been practicing martial arts with my master for twenty years, my qualifications are not outstanding, and my bones and muscles are far less straight than some of you.
It’s just that you learned your leg and foot skills too late, making it difficult to break through the bottleneck. This is a very common thing and is not difficult to solve.”
"Senior Brother, are you saying we still have a chance?" The white-haired young man and others were overjoyed.
"Of course." Ye Fan nodded, "Two hours of horse walking every day, and one hour of lying prone with finger support. Within a week, you will have a deep understanding of it."
Ye Fan is a veteran, so he naturally knows how to break through the limits of fitness.
Martial arts is a national martial art of China, and many basic skills have scientific principles.
The limitations of fitness lie in the support and balance of your own strength. Horse steps and finger push-ups are very effective for these limitations.
Furthermore, Ye Fan could see that after practicing fighting, most of these people were just playing tricks and taking advantage of their physical fitness.
Over time, not only will it fail to improve oneself, but it will also slacken the balanced development of strength.
Horse steps and finger push-ups just fill the gap in this area. It only takes a short period of time to see results quickly, but it will be difficult to break through the next bottleneck.
However, now that Ye Fan is a benchmark, everyone's passion is instantly mobilized.
It’s not a problem to practice horse stance and finger prone for three hours, as long as you can become awesome!
"Senior Brother, if we keep practicing..."
"I'm not sure how powerful it is, but it was easy to beat my first opponent." Ye Fan said with a smile.
He is not aiming without aim. As long as these people have the basics up, at most he can take some time to teach them some practical tricks to deal with the half-baked kangaroo, and there will be absolutely no problem!
"Kangaroo?" The white-haired young man gasped.
Although Kangaroo is not very good in the Sanda Association, in the Brothers Sanda Hall, he is definitely top-notch.
After all, there is still a big gap between amateur boxers and professional boxers.
"but……"
Just when everyone was overjoyed, Ye Fan changed the topic, "The basic training I mentioned consumes a lot of energy, and the dietary requirements are equally strict. Ordinary ingredients are not easy to digest, so during this period, the diet must be refined."
"Elder brother, what should we do?"
"You don't need me to teach you this! Just eat how professional boxers eat." Ye Fan raised his neck and suddenly slapped his thigh.
"By the way, when Master came last time, Junior Brother Yuan Yin treated us to a very good meal of noodles.
The nutritious meat cakes they make there are highly praised by my master. He also said that eating them with regular meals for a long time can subtly improve the physique of us martial arts practitioners and improve our physical quality."
As soon as these words came out, everyone asked: "Elder brother, where is that store?"
"I don't know, I'm not familiar with Binhai." Ye Fan shook his head, "However, that store is opened by a friend of Junior Brother Yuan Yin, so you can just ask him directly."
"Yes, yes, with Boss Yuan's personality, he will definitely not hide it secretly!"
"Oh, Boss Yuan is so unkind. He didn't tell us that there is such a good place!"
"Be calm and don't be impatient." Ye Fan looked calm and whispered: "Food is only a catalyst, and you need to be hardworking. If you want to become a master, you still need to work hard on basic skills.
When you reach a certain level, I will teach you some martial arts secrets. Once you become proficient, you can basically easily defeat the inferior boxers on the TV."
Even if he is not a professional boxer, he is still a professional boxer!
The members of the Sanda Hall were all excited.
Most of them are the second-generation rich and second-generation officials with well-off families, and they usually have no ideal pursuits at all.
Now Ye Fan's words have taken root deep in their hearts, allowing them to find their life goals.
Not to mention whether they can become professional boxers and participate in competitions, just thinking about it is enough to make them excited.
At this time, Yuan Yin walked in from the outside with a rippling look on his face.
"Hey, what are you doing around my senior brother? He has just finished his boxing match, so don't disturb his rest!"
"Yes, yes, let senior brother rest, we will withdraw first."
The white-haired young man has great authority among these people, and everyone will obey him as soon as he waves his hand.
However, as soon as the white-haired young man arrived at the door, he slipped back and smiled at Yuan Yin: "Boss Yuan, what kind of dessert shop did senior brother mention just now? Where is it open?"
"Are you talking about nutritious pastries? A college classmate of mine opened it. What's wrong?" Yuan Yin scratched his head and glanced at Ye Fan mischievously.
"Boss Yuan, you are so ungrateful. We have been acquaintances for so many years. You know such good things, but you have been hiding them." The white-haired young man complained.
"Alas, I only recently found out that he was doing this." Yuan Yin laughed.
"It will officially open in a few days, and it is still developing products. The company is called 'Novan Fashion Catering', and it has stores in Shengda Plaza and Central Mall.
By the way, I made an agreement with him that after he opens the store, he will set up kitchens in all my gyms to provide everyone with their fitness needs."
As he said this, Yuan Yin winked at Ye Fan.
"Sir, my friend said that after the product is perfected, I would like to ask you to taste it to see if it can meet the physical needs of members who practice fitness and Sanda."