ps: A lot of things happened today. Tian Jian was in a bad mood and suffered a big blow. The result affected the update time. I'm sorry to everyone!

Somehow, since Zhang Jun heard that strange foggy weather was happening all over the world, and strange phenomena were frequently discovered in cities covered with thick fog, he always felt that there was a thorn in his heart, as if this was very important to him. From a certain perspective, this was a whim. Zhang Jun's soul power was very high, and after he had the power of nightmare to reach the level of the near-peak of nightmare, he faintly felt that the soul seemed to want to break through the boundary between illusion and reality and have an impact on the real world.

Through this gap between dream and reality, Zhang Jun will also have a strange sense of the real world. For Zhang Jun, who is at the level of power transformation in the dream world, the sincere way of the cicada is not out of reach before the autumn wind moves. In the Matrix, Zhang Jun even entered this whim many times, thus breaking danger into a bargain. Now in the real world, Zhang Jun's heart suddenly seems to be covered with a shadow, which is a strange sense. Of course, he is not accurate in this sense at the right time. After all, he has not truly reached the sincere way, but has just reached the threshold of this level.

However, Zhang Jun would rather believe in his feelings and be cautious to survive in the dream world, but it does not mean that he is not needed in the real world.

The next day, before dawn, Zhang Jun came to the woods. Sure enough, the entire university town was shrouded in thick fog. The buses that appeared early in the morning were all lighted and walked at a speed similar to bicycles. In such weather, the visibility was only tens of meters, and the driver did not dare to drive the car at all.

Zhang Jun frowned at this time and looked suspicious. He had not paid attention in the past. Today, he carefully explored it and felt that something was wrong here. Usually, the heavy fog was completely caused by the fog-like water droplets formed by the condensation of water vapor, or the mist formed by the density of countless solid particles in the air. No matter which one it was, after walking for a long time, it was inevitable that he would be confused or dust. However, Zhang Jun walked in the fog for a long time, but there was no wetness or dust at all, which was very abnormal in itself.

"Master! So you came so early." Before Zhang Jun could think carefully, a crisp cry came from behind.

Looking back, Zhang Jun suddenly felt a stunning feeling. Yang Suxin was wearing a white sportswear today, and her black hair that was long on her shoulders was tied to the back of her head to form a ponytail, which added a bit of playful feeling, making her look like a lark in the forest. However, the abnormal pale complexion and the slightness between her steps gave people the illusion that she could blow down with a gust of wind.

"Don't call me master. I haven't agreed to accept your apprentice. Besides, calling me master seems to be seventy-eighty and eighty years old, and I have grown a generation in vain." Zhang Jun shook his head and smiled bitterly. Yang Suxin was very good at hitting snakes and sticking. She only agreed to give her a set of martial arts skills to strengthen her body yesterday. Now she calls her master directly. If this apprentice is long, she may have to admit it if she doesn't want to.

"How can that happen? You promised to teach me Kung Fu. I didn't even respect the apprenticeship tea, and it was not in accordance with the rules." The weak voice seemed extremely firm at this moment. Zhang Jun was surprised when he heard this: "What rules, who did you hear?"

"My grandpa! He has introduced to me in detail the taboos of teaching apprentices among martial arts masters, but he refused to pass it on to me. He insisted on passing it to men but not women. It's too rigid!" Frowning his little eyebrows, Yang Suxin complained depressedly, but her appearance looked more like she acted like a spoiled person than anger in Zhang Jun.

Zhang Jun was a little stunned when he heard this. He originally thought that the so-called national art was just exaggerated in the novel, but he didn't expect that there was actually something in the real world! Then Zhang Jun came back to his senses and thought that since it was a classical Chinese novel, it could not be fabricated out of thin air. Shen Ji also wrote it after doing enough Chinese studies and investigations. Although it is indeed a bit exaggerated, even if the national art cultivation reaches the so-called realm of holding the elixir and seeing the gods, it will only be healthy and cannot withstand the bullets and cannons, but it also proves the existence of Chinese art in the real world.

"Then which kind of boxing do your grandfather practice?" The boxing technique can be divided into internal and external masters. Internal masters focus on health preservation and qi training, while external masters focus on fierce killing. Internal masters need to be practiced for a long time to exercise and protect the body, but external masters can quickly kill enemies, but they have a lot of damage to the body. The two can be said to have their own advantages.

However, when Zhang Jun asked this, Yang Suxin looked confused, "What fist?? I don't know, grandpa never told me, and he would not teach me, but I heard from my elder brother that it should be a dividing diary." She touched her head, as if this topic annoyed her.

Zhang Jun looked at her distressed look, shook his head secretly, and said to himself: Miss, if your grandfather really asked you to practice this diary master, I would doubt whether you are his granddaughter. This kind of hard-working style of foreigners, your small body will probably be reimbursed for a while.

Forget it, anyway, I just want to teach her some boxing skills to strengthen her body. Of course, it would be even better if there was a super friendly relationship during this period. Zhang Jun was not planning to teach Yang Suxin this way without any selfishness. It is because men always have some ideas and expectations when facing beautiful women. It is best to enhance friendship during this period of time when teaching the other party to practice boxing.

"Okay! You are a beginner now. If you want to stand, you probably won't be able to stand up. Just beat the boxing technique I demonstrated to you yesterday." Zhang Jun said.

Yang Suxin is obviously very interested in boxing. Zhang Jun's boxing does not require too intense activities. Internal boxing is calm to control movement, but in terms of body training, it is no less than the fierce practice method of external boxing. This is used by Huo Yuanjia to build the foundation for children from poor families, and it is necessary to gradually practice every muscle and bone in the body.

Yang Suxin is also very talented. Zhang Jun only tried it once yesterday afternoon and taught it once. Today, she was able to play a boxing posture. When she first practiced boxing, she did not pay attention to every move, but she must practice a boxing posture. She practiced a set of boxing from beginning to end. The entire boxing routine must be completed in a coherent manner. This is what you must do when practicing boxing.

However, Zhang Jun's good mood did not last long. He just tried twice to punch, and Yang Suxin felt sweat on her forehead, her face turned red, and her breath was even more rapid, and her legs were even more trembling. It seemed like she had been running a long-distance race for ten kilometers. This could not help but attract Zhang Jun's attention. Zhang Jun was already mentally prepared, but in the face of Yang Suxin's lack of lower limit system, Zhang Jun could only sigh that there was still a mountain high, and he was considered ignorant.

He hurriedly greeted Yang Suxin, who was still shaking and punching even though she was so tired, sat down. Then he grabbed her tender fingers like white onions in the other party's surprised eyes. The index finger and middle finger tips were pressed against her white wrist, and the pulse was sensed by Zhang Jun. Yang Suxin realized that the senior in front of her was not trying to take the opportunity to take advantage of her. As a school beauty, she never lacked men to chase her, but she had never made a boyfriend. This time, Zhang Jun took the initiative to pull her hand. She thought she was taking advantage of her, but she only felt that her face was burning. Fortunately, her face was already extremely red, so there was no need to worry about being discovered by Zhang Jun.

Zhang Jun did not realize her mind and was still focusing on her pulse. Zhang Jun frowned even deeper. A minute passed, and Zhang Jun opened his mouth but didn't know how to speak. The other party's body made Zhang Jun feel too strange. "This... I don't know what to say. Your body can only be described as weakness. Although there is no in-depth examination, people with some medical knowledge from your pulse can see that your heart and internal organs are much weaker than normal people, and the whole person seems to have internal organ failure. Although you may be unhappy, I also want to say that you may not be suitable for practicing martial arts, or although practicing martial arts can help you strengthen your body, your achievements are destined not to be too great." Zhang Jun thought about it and decided to tell Yang Suxin that this is related to her health and she cannot hide it.

Unexpectedly, Yang Suxin did not show any surprise or disappointment after hearing Zhang Jun's words, but said lightly: "Thank you, senior master, this is a genetic disease in my family. I have always been used to it. But I am very satisfied if I can practice kung fu. The key is to participate!"

Although it sounds nice, Yang Suxin was extremely serious during the next practice process after resting, and did not have the meaning of participation as she said. Instead, she seemed to keep everything Zhang Jun taught in her heart. Zhang Jun smiled bitterly. It is hard to imagine that there is a martial arts fanatic in modern society. This martial arts fanatic is still a woman, just a woman, but women should also be a master Yan Sanniang, as a senior. However, the key problem is that Yang Suxin's body is not in good condition and it is impossible to achieve anything in martial arts practice. This is a genetic problem, which is essential weakness and cannot be easily compensated by acquired exercises. Maybe if you fail to exercise your body, you will not be able to bear it and collapse first. Therefore, Zhang Jun could only watch from the side, allowing her to rest for a while when she felt tired, and harshly reminded her not to force her boxing.

While Zhang Jun was slowly punching, he sighed in his heart. This kind of female martial arts fanatic is also a strange thing in modern society. If it weren't for the innate reason, he might have really had another Yan Sanniang. However, it is obvious that Yang Suxin's innate qualifications are restricted. Unless there is a huge opportunity, Yang Suxin's life will only be able to enter the Mingjin level at most.

When I looked back to my senses, I found that it was already eight or nine o'clock in the morning. The weird fog in the morning had completely dissipated. Although the fog was weird, it only appeared in the middle of the night to the early morning. Therefore, except for some people on the morning shift or the elderly who got up to practice morning, most people still don't know that this kind of thick fog has occurred in H City in recent days.
Chapter completed!