Chapter 81

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"Anyway, I don't have any money now, so I have to continue to do my job." Huang Chao's stable spirit prevailed, "Before thinking of victory, think of defeat. If I drop out now, if the space-time foil suddenly disappears, I won't worry about it." Is it stupid|forced?"

"While I still have memory, quickly record the experimental plan that will win, at least to ensure that my scientific research goes smoothly..."

Huang Chao likes to be safe. He accidentally obtained the space-time foil, but he was always worried that he might lose it again, so he never dared to make any surprising moves.

Since I can get the golden finger by coincidence, why can't I lose it by accident?

Everything is possible, but death is not the scariest thing. The scariest thing is that Huang Chao made a plan full of hope. Halfway through the action, he found that he lost his gold finger, and his whole behavior became self-defeating...

So he has maintained the status quo to prevent himself from being lost after becoming an ordinary person. If there are more serious consequences, such as his body returning to its original state, memory loss related to the space-time foil, or even dying directly, it is not something he can prevent, so it doesn't matter.

He opened his notebook, wrote down the steps of his successful experiments, and then came to the laboratory and started to act quickly.

Huang Chao is a graduate student in experimentation. No matter whether your idea is correct or not, it must be verified by the experimental results. If Huang Chao is a theoretical researcher, he can write a thesis now: as long as the proof process is completely correct, this is a successful job.

And the experiment completely abides by the laws of the material world, five hours of reaction, even if the person operating it is strong and energetic, it still takes five hours...

"This is good enough." Huang Chao's experiments over the years have been failing. Looking back on the past three years, there is no complete set of data, and the imagination is really kneeling. Now he at least knows that what he has done is useful, and the ease in his heart is unparalleled. Even if he spends all day working, he will not feel tired.

In the evening, Huang Chao came to the playground for a run as usual. He vaguely remembered that he seemed to have taught others boxing. He had practiced Wing Chun for ten years in Resident Evil, and he no longer needed to teach others to review the past and learn the new.

However, he still didn't break through Huajin. After all, Wing Chun is an outsider's kung fu, and his later practice still borrowed from other boxing methods, such as the famous Tai Chi.

"Tai Chi is very against the sky. No matter how high the magic world is, there will always be a place for Tai Chi thought in the strongest martial arts. Because it is the simple truth of dialectics, which succinctly explains the philosophy of the world. Even in the prehistoric world, the sage There are also treasures such as the Tai Chi Diagram."

Huang Chao no longer has the idea of ​​teaching boxing.

He saw a lot of people gathered on one side of the playground. The boys and girls in the front row seemed familiar, as if they were members of the martial arts club.

Absolute rationality made him very calm, and all plans were considered rationally. Teaching boxing is just an occasional interest, and Huang Chao didn't see any improvement for himself.

When Huang Chao ran past them, a group of people shouted:

"Hi brother!"

"When will it start, brother?"

"Brother, please bring me." In the end, this buddy was very witty, and even followed Huang Chao to run behind him. His behavior immediately attracted the imitation of his companions, and Huang Chao followed a group of people.

Huang Chao led a group of people to run silently, just like a middle school sports committee member.

He remembered that the martial arts masters in Ip Man would accept a bunch of disciples, and the disciples themselves could help a little. If the disciples had a prominent family background, the master could also use some of his strength. He is now teaching apprentices the same as coaches, and there is no meaning in "master" that "be a teacher for one day and be a father for life".

But after all, he taught them something, and at least some of these people would help him a little.

"Do you want to teach them again?" Even if I am going to become a dead house in the future, it is good to have a few acquaintances outside who can help.

Huang Chao's idea was completely whim, and he didn't have a sufficient plan. There is no "charm" in the hidden attribute of time-space foil, and he doesn't know how many people he can convince.

In a corner on the edge of the playground, Gao Fushuai, whom he met last time teaching boxing, was talking to a middle-aged man. He pointed to Huang Chao, who was leading the race, and said:

"Did you see that man? He seems to be practicing Wing Chun. After a while, you will compete with him and make him make a big fool of himself. You will be ashamed to teach boxing again. After that, you will be asked to teach everyone boxing techniques, Old Cheng."

The middle-aged man's name is Cheng Wu, with a thin body and bright eyes. He has practiced martial arts since he was a child, and he is considered a moderate master in the local area. He worked as a bodyguard for Zhang De's father for many years, and now he has retired, and opened a martial arts gym with the support of the Zhang family. Those who learned well among the apprentices eventually entered the Zhang family's property.

This time Zhang De brought him to the school, on the one hand he wanted him to teach everyone boxing to please Ling Xuewen, on the other hand he also wanted him to teach Huang Chao a lesson and hurt Zhuo Cheng's face.

Huang Chao's body has been upgraded several times, and he is no longer an ordinary person. He has sharp eyes and ears, and he saw a middle-aged man brought by the handsome young man from a long distance away. He could see from the opponent's figure and standing posture that the middle-aged man had good kung fu.

They ran three laps quickly, and some people couldn't keep up. Huang Chao turned around and shouted: "If you are tired, you can walk and rest. It's not good to force yourself to run!" Walk down, run down at a slower pace.

Nowadays, the physique of college students is not good. Huang Chao himself only had 8 points of physique. He didn't dare to run all the way with this group of people. He would be really anxious when someone died suddenly.

Huang Chao ran for half an hour and completed the goal of 5 kilometers. Most of the people had already left in the middle, and only a few students followed Huang Chao to the end.

Zhuo Cheng from the martial arts club was in good health and followed Huang Chao until the end. What surprised Huang Chao was that Ling Xuewen, a delicate beauty, also ran to the end with him.

Huang Chao doesn't run fast, but most people can't run fast if they don't exercise.

"It seems that in the martial arts club, how many people have good physical fitness?"

Zhang De at the side of the playground originally wanted to wait for Huang Chao to teach boxing, so he took Cheng Wu over to make trouble, but unexpectedly, he waited for half an hour.

"Uncle Cheng, do you think how powerful this man is?"

Cheng Wu also kept looking at Huang Chao. Huang Chao's face was ordinary, his temples were not bulging, and his eyes were not shining. His temperament was like an ordinary student, not like a master.

"Young master, this person should have learned boxing, so it's nothing special."

Cheng Wu has fought black boxing for so many years, faced robbers and bandits, and experienced many life-and-death struggles. He looked down on these guys who learned martial arts performance routines. They punched very well, and it was no problem to deal with a few punks, but they were not opponents of real fighters like him at all.

Huang Chao took a walk to let the people behind him calm down their breathing. Such a journey can no longer make Huang Chao's heart beat faster and his breathing short of breath.

They came to an open space inside the runway, where all members of the martial arts club gathered.

Zhuo Cheng said excitedly: "Brother, let's start."

Huang Chao smiled, turned his head to look at Zhang De and Cheng Wu who were walking towards him: "No hurry, someone is coming."

Zhang De was taken aback by Huang Chao: "He found us!"

Cheng Wu was quite speechless, the playground is so big, you know him again, and you walked there alone, is that obvious, okay? Martial arts practitioners have to watch all directions and listen to all directions, otherwise, wouldn't they be knocked down by a gangster behind him with a brick?

Everyone in the martial arts club saw Zhang De and the two coming over, and they started talking in low voices:

"Who is that person next to Zhang De?"

"Could it be the martial arts master you mentioned yesterday?"

"It looks very powerful. I feel scared when I look at him. This man has murderous intent..."

Huang Chao sighed in his heart. He felt strange to everyone, but to them, they just met yesterday.

Cheng Wu walked over directly without talking nonsense, and said to Huang Chao with a serious face: "Hello, young man, my surname is Cheng, and I have practiced Tai Chi and other fighting techniques. I heard that you are teaching Wing Chun, and I want to compete with you." one time."

Zhang De had a smile on his face, and the other students said one after another: "Why, you say you want to compete?"

"What do you want to do, we called security."

Zhang De came to Ling Xuewen's side and said proudly: "Wenwen, this is a professional martial arts master. He is very good at martial arts. If we want to learn martial arts, of course we must learn from good people."

"Don't call me Wenwen!"

Seeing Ling Xuewen's uneasy expression, he hurriedly said seriously: "Well, I think that other students are learning martial arts for the first time. If you follow someone who doesn't understand, you will not only fail to learn, but you may get injured. Master Cheng has taught for many years. Apprentice, at least you won’t get hurt.”

Ling Xuewen thought about it, and felt that what Zhang De said made sense. She had practiced martial arts, and she came here just for fun, but the other students had no foundation. If they really stood in the wrong posture, not only could they not exercise their bodies, but they would also suffer from back pain.

"Well, but I think this senior brother is also knowledgeable."

It was rare for Zhang De to see Ling Xuewen's good face, so he quickly said, "That's right, but this brother is an amateur after all, not as professional as Master Cheng. You don't need to pay tuition fees, Master Cheng is a friend of my family."

Ling Xuewen said worriedly: "Don't let them beat you, what if someone gets hurt."

Zhang De quickly promised: "Master Cheng has a sense of proportion." He glanced maliciously at Zhuo Cheng from the corner of his eye, and said in his heart that your senior brother was beaten away by us, and I can stand with Wenwen in the future, and we can also practice together. wow...

Facing Cheng Wu, Huang Chao showed his teeth and smiled all over his face: "My surname is Huang, and I have heard of Tai Chi's reputation for a long time, please."

He clasped his fists and saluted, opened his pace, spread one hand forward, and put the other across his chest.

"Wow, brother is so handsome!"

"I watched Ip Man's movie again recently, and his movements are the same as in the movie!"

"And the smile just now is very familiar too...too funny|competitive." In the end, this person was beaten up by everyone, how can you say that the brother is funny?

"It's obviously imitating Donnie Yen's smile." A boy wearing glasses told the truth, and everyone suddenly realized.