When he ran back to the manor, Fang Chang felt sore all over his body, especially his legs. The soreness, softness and swelling made him not even want to move.

After stepping into the doorstep, he lay directly on the ground with the smile of the robot butler.

"Hurry up! After dinner, we will start basic fighting training in the afternoon." Zheng Miao stepped on Fang Chang's butt without mercy and urged viciously.

Fang Chang, who originally wanted to lie on the ground and pretend to be dead fish for a while, was stepped on by Zheng Miao and quickly got up from the ground.

He knew very well that he had to complete the training tasks according to Zheng Miao's requirements.

This is closely related to your own life!

He didn't want to rely on a sudden outbreak like he did the day before yesterday to keep his name!

Besides, he was bitten!

Even if that deep pain recovers, there will still be a slight pain in the neck!

He still remembers it vividly until now!

Seeing Fang Chang not saying a word, he gritted his teeth and got up to have a meal. Zheng Miao was also very pleased. If Fang Chang kept this momentum, his future achievements would definitely be many times higher than her!

The lunch was just a simple meal, and then Zheng Miao took it to the training ground.

Fang Chang is looking forward to fighting training.

After all, fighting must be taught step by step!

He secretly took a look at Zheng Miao's super hot figure, Fang Chang was full of energy!

Although Fang Chang felt that his eyes were very concealed, Zheng Miao's observation ability was even more amazing.

As a beautiful woman who wants to be good-looking and has a figure, what kind of man she has never seen?

A rookie like Fang Chang can't escape her magical eyes!

"Ha, man!"

Zheng Miao smiled contemptuously, and then threw him a video bag in Fang's long-term look.

???

Fang Chang was confused, what about the personal teaching?

He looked at Zheng Miao in confusion and asked, "Is this?"

"Teaching videos are specially prepared for novices like you." Zheng Miao smiled, looking like I had seen through everything.

"But is it useful to just watch videos?" Fang Chang still didn't give up.

Zheng Miao took out a small ball from his pocket that was similar to a glass bead and shook it in front of Fang Chang.

Fang Chang could see at a glance what was in Zheng Miao's hand. He said bitterly: "This thing doesn't work much, right?"

Zheng Miao's originally smiling face suddenly became stern and scolded: "What are you talking about? You are here to learn fighting. Don't be full of lustful things in your mind!"

After scolding, Zheng Miao did not give Fang Chang the chance to continue speaking, and threw the glass ball at his feet, and the blue light spread out from the ball.

The light was very dazzling, and it instantly covered everything in front of Fang Chang.

Fang Chang couldn't help but close his eyes. When he opened his eyes again, everything around him had changed.

The originally spacious outdoor training ground has now become a pure white room.

Beside him was a black and tall man full of explosive muscles.

"Fighting is a very ancient skill, and many schools have been circulated from ancient times to the present, but with the evolution and improvement of the times, fighting has become increasingly pursuing simple and direct."

This black male was a virtual commentator. Fang Chang looked at the virtual commentator helplessly and could only sigh with an appointment.

What about the imagined cooperation training between men and women?

Why is this the result!

With some little trouble, Fang Chang began to train with this virtual coach.

Although this virtual coach cannot directly help him correct his movement errors, if Fang Chang's movement is not standard, he will point it out very accurately and then make him adjust it little by little.

...

For three consecutive days, Fang Chang performed extremely long-distance weight-bearing running in the morning and learned fighting skills under the guidance of a virtual coach in the afternoon.

At night, Zheng Miao would occasionally ask him to practice magic based on Fang Chang's mental state.

On the fourth day, at the end of Fang Chang's training, the robot housekeeper came here to remind him: "Young Master Fang, your school calls you to ask when you will go back to school. The holiday I asked for you before has ended."

When he heard that he was going back to school, Chang Fang also thought that he had to go back to school to deal with some things.

For example, go and ask for leave from the department head.

"Okay, I'll go tomorrow." Fang Chang said, looking at Zheng Miao.

Zheng Miao did not object, "You go and deal with your business. It depends on your performance in the past few days. I am going to add some practical experience to you."

Fang Chang's eyes lit up and he said excitedly: "Are you going to find an opponent for me to compete?"

"I don't have a special suitable candidate to arrange it for you!" Zheng Miao glanced at Fang Chang and said directly: "In early December, there was an amateur competition in Donghai City. The scale was not very large. If you go up and participate, it will be a kind of exercise regardless of winning or losing."

"Match?" Fang Chang felt a little cowardly. He said nervously: "Will this be too early for me? I have not even been learning magic for half a month. Just let me go up and compete with others. How embarrassing it is to lose!"

Zheng Miao was almost defeated by Fang Chang, and he stared at him and said angrily: "I'm letting you feel the atmosphere of the game and learn more from others to learn how to fight. Do you think you can really win!?"

"What you mean is to let me lose!" Fang Chang was also anxious and went to participate in the competition to lose. He had never seen such a thing before!

Not to mention anything else, if you become more prosperous in the future, it will not be a stain for the rest of your life!

Zheng Miaocai ignored Fang Chang's opinion, and she said bluntly: "If you think you can win, I have no objection. It would be better if you can win the championship. I have signed up for you through my team."

"Damn, this is OK? I don't seem to know the name of your team yet. Do I have to join your team when I participate in the competition?" Fang Chang heard that Zheng Miao had signed up for him, and he became anxious in an instant.

Fang Chang never considered the issue of professional teams.

If he has achieved success in professional magic, his greatest possibility is to set up a team for himself as his father said.

Instead of finding those teams.

He has heard that many professional magic teams will force some unimportant members of the team to participate in various commercial competitions and make money for them.

Although these competitions are also something professional magicians are willing to participate in. After all, they have money to get it. Although they have to be distributed to the team, at least they don’t have to look for the competition themselves, and the team arranged it properly.

But the prize money for these competitions is not attractive at all!

Especially he also heard that if the prize money in some commercial competitions is high enough, some professional teams will even let the main members of the team participate!

It can be said from the perspective that the professional team and the professional magician also have a relationship between a boss and a worker.

He would go to work for others!?

This is really overthinking!

Zheng Miao naturally did not dare to make a decision for Fang Chang without authorization. She quickly explained: "Don't worry, it's just that it's more convenient to register through the team channels. You are still yourself and have nothing to do with the team I'm in."

When Fang Chang nodded with satisfaction when he heard that he would not have anything to do with those professional teams, he said, "This is OK!"
Chapter completed!