Chapter 1968 Martial Arts Hall(1/2)
"Ding, you still have three chances to use the system."
The system prompt sounded in Jiang Du's mind.
Jiang Du was silent for a moment.
Originally it was impossible to use the system, but because Jiang Du had never wanted to become extraordinary and just strengthened his physique, he could use it on the margins under the rules.
But now, the system has proactively reminded itself. Obviously, this rule line is extremely strict.
Seeing Jiang Du and Zhuang Han acting outrageously, the case handler had a strange look on his face.
"There's something wrong with this young man..."
The case handler muttered.
"What's wrong?"
Another case worker asked.
"I suspect that he has a tendency to shake his pussy..."
"Can this be a tendency?
This has been fully demonstrated, okay?”
At this time, Jiang Du turned back again.
"Uncle case handler, I would like to inquire about that. How long does it take to get a new ID card? I lost my ID card."
Jiang Du asked.
He still wanted to leave the city because he had a hunch that as time went by, the danger of this city would definitely become higher and higher.
"If you want to reissue it, it will take twenty days at the earliest."
The case handler said.
“Then can I open a temporary one?”
"Yes, the temporary ID card is the same as a normal ID card except that you cannot take trains to other cities."
Jiang Du...
After all, I still can't leave this city.
Jiang Du looked at his attribute panel and found that he was still four out of ten ordinary people.
But it’s right to think about it. If you are a ten out of ten ordinary person, your body should reach the limit of ordinary people. In this case, you will never find someone with the limit to beat you.
Jiang Du left this neighborhood and had only three opportunities to use the system, and he had to make full use of it.
Soon after, he found a martial arts gym.
"Hello, I want to learn martial arts."
Jiang Du walked to the front desk and said.
Immediately, a disciple from the martial arts hall came over and took Jiang Du to visit the situation here.
Jiang Du observed and murmured to himself: "It feels like it's just average here..."
The disciple was stunned for a moment. He looked at Jiang Du, who looked quite thin and even had some malnutrition.
“Little brother, when you say average, do you compare it with other martial arts gyms?
I can tell you sincerely that most of the other martial arts gyms are just showy, but ours is the most serious and real Kung Fu. Do you know what Kung Fu is?"
"What is Kung Fu?"
Jiang Du asked curiously.
The disciple's expression was extremely serious and mysterious. He approached Jiang Du and his voice was low and cautious.
"Kung Fu is a killing technique!"
Jiang Du...
"The kung fu here seems to be average to you, but you are an outsider and you don't understand.
In the eyes of outsiders, those particularly cool Kung Fu skills are actually just fancy tricks.
And the kung fu we learn here is far more than just fancy tricks, the kung fu we learn here is particularly strong in actual combat capabilities!"
"real or fake?"
Jiang Du's face showed obvious disbelief.
"You do not believe?"
The disciple asked with his eyes widened.
Jiang Du smiled and did not say whether he believed it or not, but in the eyes of his disciples, Jiang Du clearly did not believe it.
How could he not believe it?
How dare he not believe it?
"How about you come and try?"
The disciple opened his mouth and said.
There was a trace of hesitation on Jiang Du's face.
Shouldn't it be against the law and discipline for me to compete with the disciples in the martial arts hall?
"Isn't this illegal?"
Jiang Du asked hesitantly.
The disciple suddenly laughed, "If it's not against the law, of course it's not against the law. If it's against the law just to have a sparring session, how can the martial arts gym continue to open?"
But Jiang Du was not sure, after all, this was a matter of his own wealth and life.
"Hello, can I use your phone?
Let me consult and discuss whether it is illegal to break the law or not."
disciple……
He watched Jiang Du call the police with his own eyes, described the situation in detail but with certainty, and received a response that it was not illegal.
Jiang Du breathed a sigh of relief.
“My little brother is a really law-abiding and good citizen!”
The disciple praised and said.
Jiang Du smiled and said, "Breaking the law will ruin three generations. Don't be careless. Then let's give it a try. In fact, I also like to practice martial arts by myself privately. I really haven't communicated with others."
The disciple looked at Jiang Du again, clearly not believing that anyone practicing martial arts could be so thin.
Doesn’t this kid think that just by practicing a few random punches at home, he is practicing martial arts?
"Then let's give it a try."
The disciple led Jiang Du to the starting point.
Jiang Du just stood opposite the other party.
"Come on, hit me!"
In order to convince Jiang Du, the disciple let Jiang Du take the lead in attacking.
When Jiang Du heard this sentence, he felt very strange.
Shouldn't he say this...?
Forget it, let's give it a try.
Jiang Du was not polite and punched him instantly.
The speed was not fast, but the disciple had a smile on his face. Not to mention, this little guy actually punched like this.
He opened his palm and grabbed Jiang Du's fist.
Jiang Du's phalanges protruded, and the protruding phalanges hit the disciple's metacarpal bone accurately. This metacarpal bone is the connection between the thumb and the palm, and is also a pain point. Normally, even if he presses on it with greater strength,
It would be painful, let alone being hit by the protruding phalange.
"ah……"
The disciple let out a cry of pain, and his palms contracted as if being electrocuted.
Jiang Du's body had already turned around and hit his disciple on the shoulder.
The disciple's body was tilted by the impact. Jiang Du's palms were on the ground, and his other foot had already reached the disciple's face.
However, he didn't kick it down.
The two people's postures remained still like this. The other disciples who were practicing martial arts looked over and couldn't help but open their mouths.
Are you... kidding?
The disciple looked at the soles of the shoes close at hand, and could even see the number of the size 42 shoes. Drops of sweat slid down his face. He didn't know whether it was because he was too nervous, or because the pain caused by the hammering of the metacarpal bone just now was too severe.
To be continued...