Chapter 1220 Like Being a Thief

The second weekend.

The martial arts hall finished the morning exercise early in the morning, but the owner of the hall, Yang Jie, was not in the martial arts hall for the past few days, and the senior brother Yang Xiaowen was in charge of all matters.

At the dining room table, everyone gathered to eat breakfast, but the atmosphere was inexplicably funny.

I saw everyone sitting in their place with chopsticks in their hands but no one moved them. Everyone's eyes were all focused on one focus, which was Lin Yi's hand.

Holding up his chopsticks tremblingly, Lin Yi picked up a pickle with difficulty, and put it in his mouth tremblingly, frowning in pain when his arm was bent, it was stiff as if he was wearing a prosthesis .

As soon as he shivered, his hands cramped. Lin Yi, who was in pain, gasped for air, and the pickled vegetables fell into the bowl in front of him.

Senior Sister Qi Wei couldn't help frowning, and asked with concern, "Junior brother, are you all right?"

"It's okay!" Lin Yi said quickly, and then greeted everyone: "You eat your food, leave me alone!"

The others looked at each other, only Jian Ai couldn't help but pursed her lips and smiled.

Everyone in the martial arts hall knew that the two junior brothers Lin Yi and Gao Yang were forced to train by Si Yue, and the purpose was to represent the martial arts hall in the next Huaxia Wushu competition, but they never imagined that they would torture them like this.

Junior Brother Gao Yang directly sue for leave today and did not come. Even though Junior Brother Lin Yi came, he seemed to have only half of his life. When he was doing morning exercise in the morning, he looked shaky. Looking at it now, he couldn't help but feel distressed. .

On the other hand, Si Yue was eating fritters with a calm expression, as if this matter had nothing to do with him.

Li Mobai couldn't bear it in his heart, and he couldn't help but say: "Siyue, are you too strong? I think Lin Yi and Gao Yang can't bear it!"

He is a martial artist, and he knows that this kind of thing cannot be rushed. If the body is overloaded for a long time, it will only have the opposite effect, and it is very likely that he will hurt himself.

But Si Yue heard the words, but responded calmly: "Senior Brother Mo Bai, don't worry, I have my own method. Although it does increase the intensity, it is still within the acceptable range of the two of them."

"Muscle soreness after high-intensity exercise is the norm. Not to mention those of us who practice martial arts, even those who exercise will often occur, and it will not be a serious problem."

Several senior brothers listened to Si Yue's words and nodded in agreement. Lin Yi looked a little embarrassed at this time, but he did not show other serious symptoms. As Si Yue said, it was a period of simple muscle adaptation. Generally, when exercising suddenly or suddenly increasing the intensity, this kind of symptoms will appear the next day. situation is quite common.

Even Lin Yi himself said: "Everyone really don't have to worry about me, Si Yue's training method is very useful, Gao Yang and I have clearly felt the changes in our bodies these days, this time because we suddenly increased our intensity yesterday. It becomes like this, and when our body and muscles adapt, it will be fine!"

"I just don't know that you are sharpening your guns like this, and it won't work when it comes to the real game." Senior Brother Yu Yue said from the side.

Ning Zexuan also pouted: "I also want to represent the martial arts hall in the competition. I don't know when the competition will be held. Maybe it will be delayed until the college entrance examination."

When Wu Shuo heard the words, he couldn't help chuckling, and said to Ning Zexuan, "You think it's pretty beautiful. If you really delay the college entrance examination, then we can all go, right?"

"In this case, Junior Brother Lin Yi and Junior Brother Gao Yang don't have to suffer!"

Ning Zexuan curled his lips: "I just guessed, didn't the news come out? What if..."

At the end of the day, Ning Zexuan knew that his guess might not be reliable.

"I think we should not worry about it, the master will definitely not let us go." Qi Wei said immediately: "My parents will not agree, and maybe I won't even be able to come to the martial arts hall after the new year. Focus on studying."

Hearing the words, several other people sighed in succession. Obviously, they all faced the same situation. The college entrance examination was imminent, and the matter of practicing martial arts could only be put on hold.

Especially after going to university, it would be easy to say if the same as Senior Brother Mo Bai was admitted to the university in Baiyun City. But if he were to take the test out of town, he would have to say goodbye to everyone in the martial arts hall.

Seeing this, Jian Ai couldn't help slowing down and said softly: "Don't think too much, everyone, with Senior Brother Mo Bai and Si Yue here, I think our Longxing Martial Arts Hall will be able to raise our eyebrows in this competition."

Everyone nodded when they heard the words: "Yes, with Senior Brother Mo Bai here, we can't be so discouraged!"

"That's right, there are not many orthodox Chinese martial arts in other martial arts halls, maybe they are not as good as us!"

"We don't know about foreign martial arts. Compared with Chinese martial arts, that is our home field of Longxing, and we will never lose!"

"Senior Brother Mobai, Junior Brother Siyue, Junior Sister, come on!"

Everyone you said, I said, and for a while, the momentum rose again.

After breakfast, everyone stayed in the martial arts hall for a while before leaving the gate together.

But as soon as he went out, he found that the door of the Zhenhua Martial Arts Hall on the side was open, obviously it was already open, and there were still a few Zhenhua disciples chatting on the stone steps at the door.

What surprised everyone was that not only the Zhenhua Martial Arts Hall, but most of the martial arts halls on this street seemed to have already opened their doors.

Jian Ai's group was a little surprised, because it was only less than nine o'clock in the morning. Normally, these martial arts halls would not open at this time, because their bishop's martial arts are fundamentally different from Chinese martial arts. There is no need for such an early morning exercise.

"What's the situation?" Qi Wei muttered, her face full of doubts.

Ning Zexuan frowned and looked at the Zhenhua disciples who gathered together. The other party was still wearing taekwondo uniforms under the cold weather. Their faces were red and ears were red, but they didn't seem to respond. .

What is this little secret of martial arts?

On weekdays, people who see Long Xing have to provoke a few Zhenhua disciples. Today, I saw a few people from Jian Ai, but they just looked at them and didn't speak. They even entered the martial arts hall a few seconds later, as if they were intentional. Like avoiding them.

"It's weird!" Wu Shuo couldn't help but say something, and snorted again: "Why does it feel like a thief."

"Don't worry, what they want to do has nothing to do with us, as long as they don't take the initiative to provoke us." Qi Wei said.

Everyone nodded when they heard the words, only to hear Li Mobai speak out: "Zhenhua has always wanted to find a chance to find fault and kick the gym, but now they seem to be avoiding us on purpose, but it's a relief."

Ning Zexuan immediately sneered: "I think it was honestly kicked by the little junior sister!"

At first, the other party took the initiative to find fault, but Jian Ai kicked one of Zhenhua's disciples directly into the hospital, and was discharged after lying down for a week.