Dong Qingfeng has practiced Sanda for more than a week, and he really worked hard.

In the morning, he invited poor female classmates from designated assistance programs to visit Yuzhou, took them to eat Yuzhou's specialty chain grilled fish at noon, and sent them back to the female bedroom in the afternoon, then went home to take a break and then came to the fighting hall to practice boxing.

After experiencing the hotel threat incident, Dong Qingfeng was extremely eager to become stronger.

"Thank you, Coach Du." Dong Qingfeng said, he wanted to know the gap between himself and the strong.

Coach Du and Shang Weiyu changed their protective gear and stepped onto the ring.

Another coach in the fighting hall served as the referee. The students who were originally making sandbags joined in the fun, and the atmosphere suddenly became lively.

Shang Weiyu looked cold, while Coach Du had a strong temperament.

The cut was about to break out, Shang Weiyu was very aggressive, and he attacked with steps. Coach Du blocked his hands in front of him to protect him.

Suddenly, Shang Weiyu made five or six consecutive punches, two of which even hit Coach Du in the face.

However, Coach Du shook his head, grinned, and his steps were still flexible.

A student next to him who had been practicing for half a year commented: "Our Coach Du is so tough. The other party beat him like a tickling."

The two kicked each other to test. Shang Weiyu suddenly kicked Coach Du's knee with his left leg, and then instantly kicked his head with his right leg, which was extremely sharp. Even if Coach Du blocked it with his fist glove, his body was still kicked in a crooked manner.

Shang Weiyu kept moving and performed the kick he had just started again, but unfortunately he was avoided by Coach Du this time.

Coach Du took advantage of the opportunity to shoot a few random punches, and even hit Shang Weiyu in the waist with a heavy punch, but Shang Huiyu seemed to be fine.

"Brother Shang has a good rhythm and strong legs."

"Coach Du's uppercut can basically hit the head accurately. I feel that Brother Shang can't beat him."

"It's not that I feel it's really impossible to beat it. Coach Du didn't take it seriously."

After a few minutes of fighting, both sides stopped in a tie.

Shang Weiyu leaned against the wall to rest. A young woman with yoga pants walked up to the Shantou with Red Bull.

He is cold and teacher-oriented, thin but powerful, and is no less powerful than a coach. He is very lethal to young women.

Shang Weiyu answered Red Bull and chatted with the young woman, and the young woman's body was almost against him.

The student who had been practicing for half a year said sourly: "Who has a husband, aren't you afraid that he will come to the door?"

Dong Qingfeng shook his head: "You can't beat it."

After he saw the cut, he was also a little skilled for a moment and walked over and said, "Coach Du, can you fight me?"

Coach Du looked at him and smiled: "You have to practice for at least two months, then fight again?"

Coach Du once accepted a student, a very rich elder brother, very powerful. The elder brother studied for a month and wanted to fight in practice, but Coach Du couldn't refuse, so he arranged for him a student who had been practicing for a year. As a result, the elder brother, who was extremely glorious outside, was beaten by the student. The elder brother lost face and his self-esteem was frustrated. He never came again.

So from then on, Coach Du will ask the students to practice more and then practice to avoid being beaten to their self-esteem.

Dong Qingfeng: "I just want to see how big the gap is with you top experts."

Coach Du waved his hand: "I'm not a top player, even if you say offensive, now our country does not have top players."

Dong Qingfeng was surprised: "What do you say?"

When Coach Du taught Dong Qingfeng these days, he gradually understood the kid's family background. His parents are dual employees within the system and the local big family is closely connected.

He naturally gave me some advice: "According to my grading standards, top players need to win the UFC tier-weight championship or have the ability to win the championship. Now there is more than one billion people in our country, but none of them are there."

This is true in 2015. It will take four years to 2019, and Zhang Weili will become the first UFC world champion in China and even Asia.

"Then there is the first level, with the strength of a challenger or former champion, but not enough to threaten the current champion, and there are very few players at this level-"

"Then the second level, entering the overweight competition, winning the third level is to compete in UFC for many years, but it is difficult to get the fourth level, and it is the ever-winning general in domestic competitions. However, after entering UFC, most of the losses are still in the fifth level. If you can't enter UFC, you can't be the top in China-"

Dong Qingfeng had never been involved in fighting before. When he heard Coach Du say this, he suddenly felt like seeing the sky.

"What about Coach Du, what level are you in?" He couldn't help asking.

Coach Du smiled bitterly: "Seventh level."

Dong Qingfeng was stunned, right???

In his eyes, Coach Du is already very strong.

Coach Du said, "This industry is so talented. For example, Mr. Shang. If he trains well, he will definitely be much better than me. At this time, the young yoga woman had already added WeChat and left. Shang Huiyu heard this and said, "I almost went to play a profession at that time."

Coach Du said with a smile, in an envious tone: "You are much better than playing professionally now. The game you made is so fun!"

"It's fun and useless. I'm scolded for being trashed mobile games every day." Shang Weiyu said.

After hearing this, Dong Qingfeng thought for a few seconds. He was a veteran stand-alone player and suddenly suggested: "Since you have the foundation of Sanda, you may be able to use motion capture technology to make a martial arts action game."

After hearing this, Shang Weiyu made a certificate and thought about it carefully for a few seconds. His sense of business was very good, otherwise he would not have made a game with a first month of flowing over 10 million and a highest flowing over 10 million last year.

A few years ago, he also visited the island country and contacted many excellent game producers such as Hideo Kojima, but unfortunately they were unwilling to cooperate.

It is difficult to make money in martial arts action games, but it can make reputation.’

Shang Huiyu smiled and said, "Do you like playing games too?"

Dong Qingfeng: "I play all players on the platform, Nintendo, PS, Xbo."

Shang Weiyu talked to him for a few words, and there was still a common topic.

Dong Qingfeng said: "Brother Shang, your surname is quite rare. A little girl in our class has the same surname as you."

Shang Weiyu glared in his heart: "Which middle school is you from?"

"Yuzhou No. 4 Middle School." When talking about his alma mater, Dong Qingfeng was very proud. Now No. 4 Middle School is different from the past and is in full swing.

When talking about the girl, Dong Qingfeng talked: "That girl is quite honest. She looks like a transparent person in our class. Her eyes are so beautiful, like a deer, she is so cute when she evades."

Shang Weiyu clenched his fists silently, almost always leaving, but he still kept his troops.

Dong Qingfeng thought, seeing that Brother Shang gave the young woman just now, he was probably a romantic figure.

Isn’t this a friend of fellow travelers?

He said, "I see that she is very thin and pitiful. She brought her a few breakfasts. Unfortunately, I was too busy during that time. I made an appointment with several female classmates, otherwise I would have been more patient."

Shang Weiyu was already furious: "Are you so fucking me?

But, he restrained this time.

Shang Weiyu stared at him and suddenly said, "Don't you want to try it? Play with me?"

Coach Du smiled and said, "Qingfeng, Mr. Shang is very strong and stands on the threshold of his career."

Dong Qingfeng thought about it and said that the stronger the opponent, the better!

He said: "Coach Du, I will fight you, you will definitely keep your word, but if you fight Brother Shang, he will definitely let me see the gap in my knowledge and strength."

Dong Qingfeng couldn't wait to put on his boxing gloves and put on his leg guards.

The two stood on the ring, and Dong Qingfeng also said, "Brother Shang, don't hold back!"

Shang Weiyu suppressed his anger and said in a deep voice: "Don't worry, I will do my best."

Coach Du praised: "Qingfeng has a good talent and is a good seedling."

Immediately, the game began.

This is the first time that Dong Qingfeng has fought in a real battle. He is quite sensible, placing his fist in front of him and shaking his shoulders slightly.

Shang Wei's feathers remained motionless.

Dong Qingfeng thought to himself: ‘Maybe he was careless and defeated by me, confirming my identity as a genius?’

Good seedlings of your mother!

Shang Weiyu pulled out a fierce lever wind and hit Dong Qingfeng's calf protective gear hard. The powerful force blew Dong Qingfeng's legs into the air and threw them to the ground.

Dong Qingfeng was numb at first, and then grinned with pain.

Coach Du was stunned for a moment, not restrained at all?

Shang Weiyu looked down at Dong Qingfeng on the ground, and shook his head: "You are still far from it, and you have average talent."

This is so hurtful.

Dong Qingfeng was furious in an instant and stood up with all his might: "Come again!"

This time he took the initiative to attack, and even forgot the boxing skills he learned, and grabbed the turtle punch and attacked Shang Weiyu.

Shang Weiyu has practiced boxing for many years, and his distance control and defensive skills are engraved into DNA. He took two steps back and found the opportunity.

One punch hit Dong Qingfeng's chin accurately.

"Buzz!" Dong Qingfeng fell down and lay down.

Shang Weiyu finally felt relieved.

Professionally hitting an ordinary person is like hitting a child. Even a strong man with more than 200 pounds can lie down even if he hits his chin with one punch.

Coach Du hurried over and helped Dong Qingfeng up.

Shang Weiyu disdained: "I'm sure, you really don't have talent."

Dong Qingfeng struggled and said, "Coach, help me up!"
To be continued...