"Ning Chun, junior sister is right. Although you have reached the level of proficiency in the Zhenquan, you have been practicing fighting skills for too short and your physical fitness is very poor. If you really want to face those who practice fighting skills for many years, you are not an opponent. Even if the Zhenquan can exert strength far beyond your usual ones, it is useless. Physical fitness is the foundation."

"Senior Brother Damu, I understand. I will practice the giant whale skill well."

Ning Chun knew that this was Wu Damu reminding him that the giant whale skill is the foundation, and the Zhenquan is just a secret fighting skill. Don’t spend too much energy on the Zhenquan.

However, Wu Damu didn't know that Ning Chun had not consumed too much energy at all. Whether it was the Giant Whale Technique or the Shake Fist, he was forced to improve by relying on the level of completion.

The clearance point is the foundation of Ning Chun!

"Ning Chun, let's go back to the fighting hall. Junior sister, take good care of the master. If you have any questions, you can come to the fighting hall to find me."

Wu Damu glanced at Liu Ying, and the eyes of the two were obviously not right, especially Liu Ying, who was still heroic just now, and her eyes seemed to become gentle all of a sudden, watching them leave.

The two walked slowly towards the fighting hall. On the way, Ning Chun couldn't help asking: "Senior Brother Damu, is there any level or something like this fighter? That is, the division of strength and weakness."

"There are certainly differentiated strengths and weaknesses, but in fact they are very simple. They are divided into three types: beginners, amateurs and professions. Generally speaking, the number of beginners is the largest, and they even regard fighting skills as fitness and practice casually, which is no different from ordinary people."

"As for amateurs, they are much stronger. They have mastered some fighting skills and are often very strong in their bodies. They even know very well about fighting skills. However, they have no long-term exercise and their physical fitness is far inferior to professional fighting players."

"The third type is professional fighters. This is dedicated to fighting skills. He has entered the ranks of fighting circles and is considered a real master. Any professional can basically open a fighting gym to make a living."

The division of fighters is very simple. Beginners and amateurs are actually very simple, and Ning Chun can understand it.

"So, I should be considered amateur now?"

Ning Chun compared his situation.

"Your physical fitness is actually a beginner, and your time to get involved in fighting skills is also a beginner. But you have mastered the Zhenquan and reached mastery, which is a level that even professional fighters cannot reach. Therefore, you can indeed be considered an amateur level."

"What about professionals? Will there be a criterion for judging, such as, for example, one, two, and three sections of career?"

Ning Chun remembered some fighting circles in his previous life, and there were similar divisions of ranks.

However, Wu Damu shook his head and said, "Professional fighters are professional fighters. Where are there any judgment criteria? The only judgment criteria is that if you really fight, the winner will be stronger! But generally speaking, young professional fighters are undoubtedly stronger. After all, their physical strength is at the peak, and this is the reason why boxing is afraid of being strong."

"So, Brother Damu, are you at the peak of a professional fighter?"

Ning Chun's eyes lit up.

He did not ask if Wu Damu was a professional fighter, because there was no need to ask. What is he who could open a fighting gym, but not a professional fighter?

"By forced, right?"

Wu Damu had just finished speaking, but suddenly, he stopped.

The two were not far from the Xiping Fighting Hall, and there were three streets. Wu Damu suddenly stopped, and even the muscles in his body were tensed up and the atmosphere began to become tense.

"What's going on?"

Ning Chun looked around and there seemed to be nothing unusual.

The only strange thing is that there are very few people on the street and it looks deserted, but it is already evening, so it is normal to have fewer people.

"Follow all the way, should we come out?"

"So you've discovered me a long time ago."

As Wu Damu finished speaking, a figure slowly walked out from a street corner. And, as the figure appeared, a large number of figures suddenly emerged in front of him, with dozens of people.

These people were all wearing white clothes, and there was a dragon's logo with its teeth and claws on its sleeves.

Ning Chun suddenly thought of the identities of these people.

"White Dragon Club?"

"Ning Chun, it's interesting. I've been with you for a long time. A student with a secret fighting skill. I have to investigate it clearly. As a result, I didn't expect that the person behind you was really the fighter in a small fighting hall. It seems that I'm still too cautious."

"You are doing the three White Dragon Society students before?"

"Yes, the person you injured is my younger brother. Fortunately, you kept your hands and he was not injured too seriously. Otherwise, you would be a dead person now."

Ning Chun was shocked.

White Dragon Club!

He never expected that something happened to the three gangsters from the White Dragon Society who were injured before.

He was stared at by people from the White Dragon Society, and the man in front of him, who looked like a poisonous snake, was not that easy to mess with at first glance.

"Gang members!"

At this time, Wu Damu spoke: "Ning Chun has nothing to do with the gang members, but since you have come to the door, I will continue. You fight with me and I won. This matter is written off. You can't bother Ning Chun anymore, how about it?"

"What if I win?"

"You can't win!"

The next moment, the Wu Damu moved.

"boom".

Wu Damu rushed towards the White Dragon Club man directly, and his skin suddenly turned red, like a red soldering iron. But unlike Ning Chun, Wu Damu's shaking fist had no side effects due to its strong physical fitness.

Even Wu Damu was full of qi and blood, strong muscles, and tough bones. Once he used the shaking fist, his entire aura instantly transformed, as if he suddenly transformed into a ferocious beast.

The man's face changed.

As soon as Wu Damu's aura was rushed, the smile on his face suddenly became stiff.

Danger!

Extremely dangerous!

In his heart, it seemed as if he was suddenly filled with fear.

Wu Damu is like a bulldozer, its speed is not too fast, but it is unstoppable wherever it passes. The fierce and invincible aura made Ning Chun feel excited.

This is the fighter, the real professional fighter!

"Bang".

The man from the White Dragon Club could only raise his hand, and his arms seemed to swell up suddenly. It was obviously a secret technique, and even a faint gray pattern appeared on his arms.

But it was useless, Wu Damu punched the other party's arm.

Suddenly, the White Dragon Agent man's arm clicked, and the whole person took more than ten steps back before stopping.

With one punch, the winner has been decided!

"I won!"
Chapter completed!