"This girl is going to play tricks on me!"

At this moment, Wu Ji was already standing at the door of a practice room and looked at the time: "If you go to the Academy of Fine Arts here, you will definitely be able to arrive in twenty minutes, counting shopping, I only have two minutes." ”

Pushing open the door, walking in, seeing Lao Hei who was patting the ground inside, and then seeing Meng Fan who was holding Lao Hei, Wu Ji was even more angry.

What a simple sister, because this stinky boy has learned to play tricks!

If you hurry up, you should have five minutes to abuse this kid!

Wu Ji is happy to change his mind on the spur of the moment.

"Kuroko, you go out. ”

Wu Ji put his phone on the ground and did a simple warm-up.

"Brother Ji, what are you doing?!"

As soon as he saw Wu Ji come in, Lao Hei immediately got up and rolled over, he specially changed a private training room, and after practicing for more than half an hour, he thought it was okay, why did he really come.

He and Wu Ji are still relatively familiar, and often hear Wu Ji scolding Jin Taiyun for sticks, and he is sure that Wu Ji hates Jin Taiyun very much, and he thought that he was just asking casually yesterday, how could he really avenge Jin Taiyun.

This is not like Wu Ji!

Lao Hei saw that Wu Ji was still warming up, and he was even more anxious: "Brother Ji, if you want to avenge the stick, Lao Hei and I will ...... with you." It's not kind to do that!"

Wu Ji twisted his neck: "You get out of here." ”

Lao Hei was very hard this time, stiff his neck: "I'm not going out." ”

"Then you just stay, it's better to stop it, Lao Tzu will beat you together!"

After speaking, he didn't pay attention to Lao Hei anymore, took off his shoes, went to the court, pulled his hands up and back, did the final warm-up, looked at Meng Fan, and said, "Boy, you have learned grappling and wrestling skills, right? I will only use these two techniques to beat you and give you ten seconds to prepare." ”

As soon as Meng Fan heard the conversation between the two people, he probably understood what was going on, and his face sank.

It is not difficult to hear from Lao Hei's words that this is very powerful, and the name of this name should be related to the name of the martial arts hall "Fengji", a Yang Feng, and a brother of this Ji.

Looking at Lao Hei's expression, this extremely brother should be more powerful than Yang Feng.

While his face sank, Meng Fan was also a little excited, it was okay to come to a master to practice!

It's just that Meng Fan always felt a little familiar when he looked at the handsome man in front of him who was tying his hair, but he was 100% sure that he hadn't seen it, which made Meng Fan feel a little strange.

I always feel that I am very similar to someone between my eyebrows and eyes!

Slightly frowned and asked, "Where have we met?"

"I haven't seen it, I'm going to see it, I'll beat you up a long time ago. Wu Ji tied his hair, "There are still five seconds to prepare." ”

When Meng Fan heard this, he felt even more strange, hearing that this meant that he wanted to beat himself up a long time ago.

"Two seconds. ”

"One second. ”

Wu Ji didn't give Meng Fan any time to think, and after exhaling sharply, the whole person rushed towards Meng Fan like a cannonball.

"What a speed!"

Meng Fan was startled, he definitely couldn't dodge, and forced himself to calm down, concentrate, and wait for this Wu Ji to get closer.

Click.

The moment Wu Ji got close to Meng Fan, he turned around, and went around behind Meng Fan like a ghost, and at the same time, his hand wrapped around Meng Fan's waist, and it was directly a step up.

This wrestling skill, Meng Fan has learned, a basic wrestling skill, but it has a miraculous effect in Wu Ji.

Meng Fan only felt a huge force coming, and his body was directly deflected, although he didn't fall directly with his strength, he lost his center of gravity.

And at this moment, Wu Ji had already reached the other side of Meng Fan's body, reached out and grabbed Meng Fan's arm, and then rushed forward.

Smack, Meng Fan, who has never been fallen, is called a pain!

The old black on the side was a little afraid to look at it, Meng Fan was a cow, but how could it be Wu Ji's opponent.

Yang Feng can't move Meng Fan, but it doesn't mean that Wu Ji can't move.

Wu Ji's hand was still holding Meng Fan's hand, and he resisted the urge to add a sweeping technique and a cross fix, saying that he would never use other techniques if he used wrestling and grappling skills.

Grabbing it, one rolled, and the other hand grabbed Meng Fan's shoulder, and then the power of the roll threw Meng Fan out again.

"Boy, is that all you can do?"

Wu Ji gave Meng Fan a chance to breathe, did not go up to chase after him, and sneered: "Stand up!"

Call!

Meng Fan let out a long breath, stood up, and was thrown twice in a row, his eyes were red, mainly because it hurt too much!

The handsome man with long hair in front of him has a lot of strength, is very fast, and his reaction is super terrifying!

It is certain that this is a formidable opponent.

If it weren't for the fact that this guy didn't use techniques other than wrestling and grappling, Meng Fan would have "switched" his hat infinitely to his fingers at this moment.

Meng Fan knew that an opponent of this level, if he used the lock technique or other techniques on himself, he would suffer a big loss.

Of course, Meng Fan also determined that this guy's strength was not as great as his own, and as long as he succeeded, it was difficult to say whether he would win or lose.

This is a rare opponent!

Otherwise, Meng Fan would have been unable to stand this grievance.

"Come!"

Meng Fan wiped his mouth, poured down the sports drink he had exchanged, raised his competitive state to the peak, and calmed down.

When Wu Ji rushed over, Meng Fan was slightly cat, and when Wu Ji was about to change direction, Meng Fan did not dodge, but crashed into the whole person.

Bang.

Meng Fan's collision was very powerful, although it did not hit it squarely, it also disrupted Wu Ji's route, and at the same time, his hands suddenly became one, and he succeeded.

Syllable.

Meng Fan's position and posture were not adjusted, and he directly threw Wu Ji out completely by relying on his strength.

If he adjusted, Meng Fan was worried that this guy's reaction speed would counteract him.

The experience is definitely not as good as his.

"It's kind of interesting!"

Wu Ji, who fell to the ground and got up as soon as he rolled, didn't give Meng Fan a chance to use his grappling skills at all, and the moment he stood up, he dived and came to hug his legs and rush.

After the fall was successful, it was another roll, and he reached out to grab Meng Fan's wrist, but he didn't catch it yet, but was taken by Meng Fan.

Meng Fan was still on the ground at the moment, and he didn't care about any techniques, just relying on his strength to roll and pick up Wu Ji was a lift.

Smack, this fall is not light.

After Wu Ji landed, his tumbling movements slowed down.

As soon as his movements were slow, Meng Fanke went up and held it down, and the grappling technique started.

Wu Ji tried to fight back, but Meng Fan's strength was too great, and he couldn't match the reaction speed in his hand, so he couldn't break free at all.

Instinctively fell backwards and pulled, and then broke free with a bridge and a sweep.

Lao Hei shouted: "Brother Ji, you used the sweeping technique!"

"Shut up!"

Wu Ji glanced at it coldly, then stood in place and motioned to Meng Fan: "Come, arrest me." ”

Let Meng Fan catch the top, Wu Ji can be regarded as a punishment for his "foul".

After Meng Fan succeeded in grabbing the handle, Wu Ji also reached out to grab it, and after grabbing each other, the two confronted each other.

Meng Fan's strength is greater than Wu's, and Wu Ji's wrestling skills are stronger than Meng Fan's.

A few changed positions back and forth, holding each other, and for a while, no one could fall anyone.

The eyes widened, and the heads almost came together.

Staring, the anger and desire to fight in Meng Fan's eyes suddenly extinguished, and a terrible thought appeared in his mind.

is dying, and Mao Laozi has an urge to kiss him!

Suddenly, Meng Fan let go of his hand and burst back.

"Wait!"

Meng Fan stretched out his hand to signal a pause and hugged his head: "Big brother, are you surnamed Wu?"