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Chapter 92 Zhao Jinhu

After dinner, Su Yun sent Gu Qing out.

Gu Qing specially reminded: "Su Yun, you promised your father before that you would teach me how to practice. Don't forget it."

Su Yun felt helpless for a while and said: "Whenever you have completely stabilized your current state and can master your own power perfectly, I will teach you other things about martial arts training. Don't be too ambitious."

Hearing this, Gu Qing nodded.

She heard this.

"Then is there any way you can help me stabilize my state more quickly and gain control of my own strength?" Gu Qing asked again.

Su Yun hesitated for a moment and said: "Then let me teach you a basic set of body-building boxing techniques. You can spend two or three hours every day practicing it."

Ruan Zifeng is also practicing this body-refining boxing technique. It is a very basic thing. It is mainly used to exercise one's own body and enhance one's control over the body.

Su Yun immediately started practicing for Gu Qing in the corridor.

They all look like very simple actions.

After practicing it once, Gu Qing memorized it.

"That's it? It's too simple for you." Gu Qing looked stunned. In her opinion, this was not much different from the aerobics practiced by the uncles and aunts in the park square.

She wondered if Su Yun was perfunctory with her.

"Easy?" Su Yun didn't explain much, just smiled and said: "You will know when you go back and practice. If you can successfully practice this set of movements within three days, then I

Just admit that you are a genius."

Gu Qing's expression changed, and she was thoughtful.

She estimated that this seemingly simple body-training boxing technique might have some hidden meaning.

At this time, Su Yun reminded again: "Also, apart from practicing on your own, the most important thing is that you lack actual combat experience. Martial arts practice cannot be done behind closed doors. The fastest way is to fight against other warriors, or even fight to the death."

Progressive approach.”

A life and death fight?

Gu Qing was a little speechless when she heard this.

You know, what little practical experience she has comes from some combat teaching and competitions organized by the bureau.

But basically it’s just a matter of clicks.

A life and death fight is simply impossible.

"On your side...forget it, if you have time during your vacation, come to Yunzhou to see me." Su Yun didn't bother to say anything anymore, so he simply asked Gu Qing to go to Yunzhou when she had time, and then arrange for her to fight Ruan Zifeng.

Bar.

While talking, the two walked out of the residential building.

Before Gu Qing could get into the car, a group of people came towards her.

"Mr. Su!"

Someone shouted, and the person who spoke was a young and gentle man.

Su Yun glanced at the other party and had some impressions. The last time Chen Zhongpeng came to his home, the other party was beside him, as if he was Chen Zhongpeng's confidential secretary.

"Mr. Su, do you remember me? I went to your house with Mr. Chen last time. Mr. Chen is deeply sorry for what happened this afternoon, but he has something important to do and can't come over now, so he entrusted me with the task.

Come here and express your apology." Secretary Zhang said in a respectful tone.

When Su Yun heard this, he didn't care: "The matter has been settled. There is no need for Mr. Chen to be so polite."

Secretary Zhang originally wanted to say something more, but at this moment, a middle-aged man with a majestic figure behind him smiled loudly: "Secretary Zhang, please leave your mother-in-law alone. It's okay if Mr. Chen's apology has been conveyed. Can you let me

Let me have a few words with this little brother."

Secretary Zhang's expression froze and he stepped aside in disbelief.

"You are..." Su Yun looked at the middle-aged man who spoke.

"This is Mr. Chen who has just hired a master with a lot of money to take charge of the safety of Mr. Chen and his family." Secretary Zhang quickly introduced.

"Why do you say it's so complicated? To put it simply, they are the bodyguards hired by Mr. Chen." The middle-aged man curled his lips and said loudly: "Let me introduce you, my name is Zhao Jinhu. Today, the two who were injured by you were following Liu Junbo.

The bodyguard is my registered disciple."

"Oh?" Su Yun raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "So, you are here to regain the situation?"

When Secretary Zhang heard this, he quickly interrupted: "Mr. Su, don't get me wrong..."

Zhao Jinhu reached out impatiently and pulled Secretary Zhang to his side.

Secretary Zhang also dared not speak out in anger.

Ever since Chen Zhongpeng was forced into his house last time and his only son was taken away, Chen Zhongpeng no longer believes in the abilities of ordinary bodyguards.

This Zhao Jinhu was a martial arts master invited by Chen Zhongpeng at a huge cost.

Chen Zhongpeng also respected him, so Secretary Zhang naturally did not dare to offend him.

Zhao Jinhu looked at Su Yun and said bluntly: "I heard Mr. Chen talk about you, saying that your marksmanship was so good that a dozen armed policemen couldn't deal with a martial arts master, but you shot him dead."

"I originally thought you were specialized in the art of firearms, but I checked the injuries of two disciples and found that their organs were damaged by force. So I came over to see who you are."

Zhao Jinhu spoke very directly, without any intention of beating around the bush.

"Just looking at me?" Su Yun looked playful.

Zhao Jinhu said calmly: "I originally wanted to compete with you, but after meeting you, I felt it was not appropriate. You are too young. Maybe I will give you a few more years before you are qualified to compete with me."

"Now, I will no longer bully the small."

"But since I'm here today, I'll show you my skills so that no one will look down on my lineage."

As he spoke, Zhao Jinhu stepped forward suddenly.

boom!

The ground shook violently.

People next to you can clearly feel the vibration of the ground beneath your feet.

When Zhao Jinhu removed the soles of his feet.

At the same spot, there was a footprint three centimeters deep on the concrete floor.

Su Yun looked at the footprints with no expression on his face and felt speechless in his heart.

To him, this little trick of the other party was just trying to do what he does best.

When Zhao Jinhu saw that Su Yun was silent, he thought he was shocked by his own hand, and immediately said in a proud voice: "Young man, let me give you a piece of advice. For martial arts practitioners like us, firearms are a small thing after all.

If you rely too much on me, you will lose your enterprising spirit in martial arts and waste your martial arts talent."

Su Yun was speechless and laughed.

"What? Do you have any objection to what I said?" Zhao Jinhu smiled coldly and said: "The power of firearms can only benefit you for a while. When you meet a truly strong man, it will be just a pile of scrap metal. Wait.

One day, when your strength reaches a certain level, you will know this truth."

"At ten o'clock tonight, there will be an underground boxing match at Qingyue Villa in Yangchuan. I will also participate. If you have time, you can go over and have a look and experience the true power of martial arts."

After saying that, Zhao Jinhu walked away.

"This..." Secretary Zhang looked embarrassed, bowed to Su Yun repeatedly, said sorry several times, and left after Zhao Jinhu.

Gu Qing came to Su Yun's side and whispered: "That Zhao Jinhu has such a loud tone, is he also a strong master?"

Su Yun smiled: "He is still far away. He has not even cultivated his inner strength to perfection. At most, he is almost the same as Wu Tianmao who was shot by me. If it weren't for his upright nature and no ill intentions, I would have just given him a

Lesson learned.”


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