These students look like successful people with successful careers, because those who choose to train during the day are generally from the leisure class. Since the time is sufficient and stable, their skills are pretty good.
At this time, they were wearing protective clothing and conducting confrontation training, and the fists and kicks were quite lively.
After watching it for a while, Zhang Qiang understood what was going on here. He mainly relied on his legs to attack the opponent. This style of fighting required a lot of physical strength and flexibility, but when it came to power, he really couldn't praise it.
.
"You can actually recruit apprentices with this kind of fancy tricks? Can you still make money from it?" Zhang Qiang was puzzled. After looking at it for a while, he put down the water bottle in his hand, got up and walked towards the venue.
Cheng Ming, who was supervising the training of students, was the first to notice Zhang Qiang's movements, but she just glanced at it and had no reaction. When Yan Yanqiu, who was also supervising the training of students, saw Zhang Qiang, he had already walked to the side of the venue where there was no one there.
place, then he put on a strange posture and stood there motionless.
"Sister Ming, what's going on with this guy?" Yan Yanqiu turned around and asked.
Cheng Ming shook her head. She didn't understand what Zhang Qiang was doing. Zhang Qiang's movement was very strange. He spread his legs and squatted down slightly. He clenched his hands into fists and pressed them tightly against his chest.
At the same time, the neck also shrinks in. At first glance, it looks like two shoulders carrying one head.
Zhang Qiang kept this movement motionless, and several minutes passed.
The people on the field gradually stopped training. Everyone looked at Zhang Qiang curiously, whispered to each other. Yan Yanqiu walked to Cheng Ming and whispered: "It's broken."
"What's broken?" Cheng Ming looked at her curiously.
"The bowl of soup you gave him last night worked. Look, he's not practicing bastard skills anymore."
Cheng Ming turned around and looked at Zhang Qiang. He really looked like a bastard with his head shrunk. He shook his head and smiled bitterly.
"Sister Ming, you'd better not let him act weird like this, there are guests here." Yan Yanqiu said.
"Yeah." Cheng Ming nodded, and was about to walk towards Zhang Qiang, but suddenly saw him move. Zhang Qiang stretched out his neck very slowly, paused, and then very slowly stretched out his neck.
The fists held in front of the chest were slowly pushed to the sides of the body.
After his fists were fully extended, Zhang Qiang slowly retracted his head, then retracted his fists, and then maintained the original movement.
"Zhang Qiang, what are you doing?" Cheng Ming asked as she walked up to Zhang Qiang.
"Practice." Zhang Qiang shrank his head and opened his mouth.
"What kind of exercises do you practice?" Cheng Ming was angry and funny.
"Pun Ruo Vajra Hammer."
"What?" Cheng Ming didn't understand.
"Panruo Vajra Hammer! The fitness technique passed down from our ancestors by our old Zhang family. I never had time to practice it before, but now that I have time, I just want to practice it."
"Really?" Cheng Ming looked Zhang Qiang up and down, "Why is this ancestral technique so strange? And I've never heard of you talking about it before."
"That's how this set of exercises is practiced, otherwise it won't be effective." Zhang Qiang said as he stretched out his neck and pushed out his fists at the same time.
Cheng Ming originally wanted to say, "If you are deliberately being funny, then get out of here." But seeing Zhang Qiang's serious look, she couldn't say anything. After hesitating, she leaned into Zhang Qiang's ear and whispered.
: "You can practice, but you can only practice when there are few people. If there are too many customers, you should stop practicing."
"Understood!" Zhang Qiang nodded.
Cheng Ming stopped talking and turned around to leave. Zhang Qiang glanced sideways at her back with a smile on his lips.
He was indeed practicing the Panruo Vajra Hammer, but he had never thought of practicing it in broad daylight. The reason why he did it now was just a flash of inspiration.
Because the movements of Panruo Vajra Hammering are so strange, only those who know how to do it can see it through at a glance. Besides Zhang Qiang, who else in this place knows this set of exercises? So practicing in public or practicing secretly in hiding are right.
There is no difference.
Seeing that Cheng Ming was back but Zhang Qiang had not left the training ground, Yan Yanqiu asked curiously: "Sister Ming, why don't you drive him away?"
"Why are you chasing him?" Cheng Ming shook his head, "He is willing to work here now and practice the family fitness techniques during his break. Isn't it great?"
"Family fitness exercises?" Yan Yanqiu's eyes widened, "Is it true or false?"
"He said it himself, how do I know the truth?"
"I'm really impressed by you." Yan Yanqiu said with a sullen face, "Are you too submissive to him? Is he practicing? He's completely crazy. This will scare away the customers."
"The guests are not as courageous as you think." Cheng Ming pursed his lips at the students. Yan Yanqiu looked back and saw that, as expected, the students had restarted confrontation training and completely turned a blind eye to Zhang Qiang's strange actions.
....
For several days after that, Zhang Qiang would start practicing Panruo Vajra Hammer after finishing his work.
At first, there were still people paying attention to him, including Cheng Ming and Yan Yanqiu who stopped to look at him from time to time, but as time went by, no one paid attention to him anymore, because watching such extremely slow movements was really boring, so it was better not to watch.
, just looking at it makes me want to doze off.
Zhang Qiang practices Panruo Vajra during the day and is not idle at night.
He found a thick stack of white paper and drew all kinds of strange symbols on it. He drew very carefully and slowly. It took him almost six nights to finish all the more than a hundred pieces of white paper.
Finished painting.
"What a bear, I finally drew the entire "Secret Essence Absorbing Essence**". Alas, if the Hunyuan Orb has already been formed, there is no need to bother like this."
Looking at the white paper on the floor, Zhang Qiang twisted his mouth and said, "The next step is the last step, but where can I buy black chicken blood? And how much will it cost to buy so much black chicken blood?"
Thinking about money, Zhang Qiang couldn't help but feel a little anxious. He has only been working for less than ten days now, and it's still early before his salary is paid. Besides, he only received 800 yuan in the first month, so he doesn't know if he can buy enough 500 black chickens.
, because in order to use the "Secret Essence Absorbing **", you must use the blood of 500 black chickens to be effective.
Early the next morning, Zhang Qiang secretly found Cheng Ming and whispered: "Can... can you advance a little wages?"
Cheng Ming was stunned: "Why?"
"I have something to do, so..."
"whats the matter?"
"Uh, personal matters..." Zhang Qiang is not good at lying by nature. Moreover, it was the first time in his life that he asked a woman for money, so he was already very unhappy. But Cheng Ming wanted to get to the bottom of it again, which made him stutter.
, the mood is about to collapse.
"What private matter?" Cheng Ming refused.
"Forget it, forget it... Nothing matters, I don't want it anymore!" After saying this, Zhang Qiang turned around and left, leaving Cheng Ming alone in a daze.
