Starting from a short stick, becoming the master of the universe

Chapter 65 A blockbuster

"it is good."

Jiang Cheng responded and came to the training dummy.

I thought to myself, this is indeed a boxing gym, practicing with this is much more powerful than punching the air.

Start with a closed style.

Holding the stick in his right hand, he hit the training dummy on the left cheek with a "snap".

The crisp sound was so loud in the empty second floor.

Then he chopped down with his left hand, and there was another stick, and then he chopped down with his right hand around his head, all landing in the same place.

After completing these three movements, Jiang Cheng placed the sticks in both hands on the left side of his body.

Then, there were three more movements similar to the previous ones, all landing on the right face of the dummy.

"?"

Seeing this scene, the people around looked at each other with frowns on their faces.

What is this guy doing?

Senior Brother Zeng had told him to use all his strength, but he only had so little strength? Did he not eat?
Some people looked at Zeng Zhiteng curiously, thinking that the latter would also show impatience on his face, but he turned out to be looking very seriously.

"Snapped!"

"Clap!"

Suddenly, the sound of beating became rapid.

Several people couldn't help but look over.

Jiang Cheng's movements became faster and faster.

"Snapped!"

"Clap!"

"Clap clap clap!"

Originally, the whipping was once per second, but gradually it became two, three, and even six times per second.

"Snap, snap, snap, snap!"

In the end, they could no longer see Jiang Cheng's movements.

All I could hear was the sound of dense and continuous beatings.

At this moment, several people were stunned, staring blankly at Jiang Cheng who was waving his two sticks like the wind.

He looked at the dummy in front of him that was shaking constantly, and a sense of fear arose in his heart.

How could this short stick be so powerful? The key point is that it could be just one stick, but this guy could send out five or six sticks in one second, and the next second, five or six more sticks, in an endless cycle!
What would happen if they faced such an opponent?
After more than ten seconds, Jiang Cheng also felt exhausted and stopped.

"Brother Zeng."

He turned around and looked at Zeng Zhiteng.

Although he had not yet mastered the dual-stick technique, he had accumulated a considerable amount of proficiency, and he was able to complete six downward strikes in a little over a second.

Several people seemed to have just woken up from their dreams and looked towards Zeng Zhiteng.

"very nice."

Three words came out of Zeng Zhiteng's mouth, and the look in his eyes when he looked at Jiang Cheng also became different.

"You are already very skilled in the use of the twin sticks. With diligent practice, it shouldn't take long for you to reach a proficient level."

Jiang Cheng's eyes lit up.

This senior brother Zeng in front of me is quite capable.

You can immediately see your proficiency.

"proficient?"

"Has he almost reached mastery with the short stick?"

There were whispers all around.

There was shock in the eyes of several people.

Whether it is boxing or weapons, the proficiency is divided into five levels: entry, skilled, mastery, mastery, and perfection.

They are all veterans of the boxing gym. In addition to practicing boxing, they also practice one or two weapons.

However, even after practicing boxing for several years, only one or two of them have reached a proficient level, while the others have only been practicing for one or two years.

Not to mention the equipment.

But this new guy is almost proficient in using the short stick!

It seems that the equipment used by Senior Brother Zeng and his team is at this level, right?
Sure enough, the next moment Zeng Zhiteng said, "My stick skills are only at the proficient level, and the guidance I can give you is limited. How about this, you can spar with me, and perhaps you will get inspiration in actual combat. If one day your attainments in stick skills surpass mine, then I can try to introduce you to the owner of the hall and let him teach you."

Hearing this, the people around looked at Jiang Cheng with shock and envy.

They have been senior members for several years, but they only see the owner a few times throughout the year. What about Jiang Cheng?

I actually had the opportunity to meet the owner of the museum and get some guidance!
Oh my god, what kind of good luck does this guy have!
Jiang Cheng was also stunned.

To be honest, he wanted to show his potential and attract the attention of the boxing gym.

But I didn't expect that the opportunity would come so soon.

Although there is a prerequisite, that is, to defeat Senior Brother Zeng with the stick method. This is not an easy task for others, but for me, it just takes more time.

If mastering the double sticks is not enough, then try to achieve great success in the double sticks.

Jiang Cheng thought so in his heart, but still smiled bitterly and said: "Senior Brother Zeng thinks too highly of me, but I will definitely do my best."

"it is good!"

Zeng Zhiteng showed a hint of approval in his eyes.

"Fists and feet have no eyes, let alone sticks. Come with me and put on your protective gear first."

"Yes, Brother Zeng."

After a while, the two men put on protective gear to protect their heads and chests.

The two men stood facing each other with a distance between them, each holding a short stick in their hands, holding it in front of them like a boxer.

"If you get hit in the body first, you lose."

Zeng Zhiteng said loudly.

"it is good!"

Jiang Cheng also shouted loudly, and a fighting spirit arose in his heart.

He was also excited at this moment.

It’s not just because actual combat brings more experience points, but also because of the battle itself, the feeling of adrenaline rushing and blood boiling!
Several senior members around seemed more nervous than Jiang Cheng, and they didn't blink at all.

"start!"

After Zeng Zhiteng finished speaking, he rushed towards Jiang Cheng.

Jiang Cheng was not willing to be outdone and also caught up.

"Snapped!"

The weapons came into close contact, making crisp collision sounds.

After five rounds, Jiang Cheng was feinted and hit in the chest by a stick.

"I lost."

Jiang Cheng smiled bitterly.

After all, his level of proficiency is much higher than his.

"hehe."

Zeng Zhiteng laughed stiffly, "Again?"

"Ah."

Jiangcheng couldn't ask for it.

The two men each stepped back one meter, looked at each other, and then collided with each other again.

The sound of short sticks colliding continued to ring out, and even without watching, one could feel the intensity of the battle just by hearing it.

This time, it lasted for nearly ten rounds. Jiang Cheng was hit in the face by a stick. Even with the protection of protective gear, he still felt the strong impact.

"Are you okay?"

Zeng Zhiteng asked.

He was already trying hard to control the power and speed of his attacks, trying his best to keep up with Jiang Cheng's level and win only by relying on his stick skills.

"fine."

Jiang Cheng shook his head. Although the protective gear was a bit stuffy, it was still effective.

"Don't you need to rest for a while?"

"No, come again."

In this way, the two of them fought back and forth for more than ten minutes.

"Brother Zeng, I need to rest for a while."

After being hit again, Jiang Cheng raised his hand to signal.

"Okay, let's rest first."

Zeng Zhiteng put down his short stick, took off his helmet, and a rare smile appeared on his face.

I have to say, Jiang Cheng gave him a little surprise.

Unexpectedly, a newcomer who just joined the boxing gym and had to learn the basic skills from scratch could be so good at using two sticks, unlike the other senior members who were completely defenseless.

Although it’s not much, it will be quite interesting in the next month.

"You should have a good rest first. If you still have energy after resting, you can come to me to continue sparring."

"Yes, Senior Brother Zeng." Jiang Cheng nodded quickly.

"It's your turn next."

Zeng Zhiteng looked at several senior members around him.

Several people were startled and subconsciously took half a step back.

No way, Brother Zeng, are you serious?
(End of this chapter)