These words reveal great self-confidence.

It's as if no matter what the monk wants to learn, Tang Xie can teach him.

"Brother monk, follow me to learn how to shoot. ”

The mosquito had already tied a sandbag and raised his arms horizontally, but he was soon numb and tired, grinning his teeth.

The monk smiled and shook his head, but instead chose the opposite path of the mosquito.

"I want to learn hand-to-hand combat. ”

This answer was not unexpected.

He still remembered what the monk once said, the reason why this guy showed his bald image was because he often hit his head until his head broke and his blood flowed, and if he was bald, he would save the trouble of cutting his hair.

If you don't learn martial arts, you're sorry for his hairstyle.

"It's easy. ”

Tang Xie smiled and said, "Attack me." ”

Syllable.

The mosquito was excited, and the brick was directly taken off.

While shaking his sore arm, he looked at the two of them excitedly.

Little Lori Shishi clapped her hands even more exaggeratedly: "Brother Shoes will win!"

It's really a big deal.

The monk smiled as if he had poured bitter water: "Evil brother, where am I your opponent." ”

"Then you mean, when you meet an opponent who is stronger than you, you can knock your head and raise your hands high. Tang Xie said meaningfully.

"Nope. ”

Spit out a word heavily, and the monk's expression suddenly became cold.

The iron fist suddenly rose and attacked Tang Xie's face.

Simple but effective straight punches!

Tang Xie moved sideways and easily dodged the monk's attack.

In the next second, the monk decisively changed his moves.

Before the fist could be withdrawn, it was forced to slash horizontally.

Tang Xie narrowed his gaze slightly.

This kind of change of trick has a considerable load on the body.

However, the monk has already tempered a pair of iron bodies in street battles, and even if it is such an unreasonable action, the body can withstand it.

Tang Xie easily avoided it again.

At the same time, he also commented: "Straight fists become arms, if you can pick it up again, count it as your ability." ”

This is the second high-load change for the monk!

Tang Xie's eyes were locked on the monk's right arm, and he secretly said in his heart, come, let me see where your limit is.

"Ahh

The monk roared wildly and pulled his right arm back with all his might.

The movements are already a little clumsy and ugly.

But, he did.

The arm flung back as fast as he could.

Tang Xie didn't dodge again this time, but reached out to catch the punch.

"Do you know that your fighting mode is dangerous?" Tang Xie asked solemnly, "If you hit the air again, your right arm will be dislocated at least or broken at worst!"

"I, I don't know. ”

The monk was also taken aback, and said fearfully, "I used to beat like this, and sometimes I would dislocate my body, but it will get better soon." ”

Tang Xie nodded expressionlessly, but felt a trace of relief in his heart.

It seems that his guess is right, before this, the monk has already been tempered and is no longer an ordinary person's body.

Perhaps, you can give him that set of **.

"I remember, you dreamed of being a soldier?"

Tang Xie said suddenly.

The monk nodded very seriously.

"Then do you know that in the army of Shenzhou, there is a set of boxing methods that are very famous. ”

A wave of memories came flooding back, Tang Xie inhaled hard, and continued, "It's called, Military Body. ”

At this time, the mosquito leveled the brick again, and couldn't help but interject in: "Evil brother, I have also practiced military boxing, and I was taught in military training in college." ”

Tang Xie couldn't help but pout.

Generally speaking, the full name of the military boxing that ordinary people come into contact with is the performance of military boxing, which is essentially different from the boxing skills of soldiers who go into battle to kill the enemy.

"Monk, the next punch I fight is the assassination drill in the military body boxing, and it is also the most violent and explosive set of punches. ”

Tang Xie stood a little farther away and put on a bland starting pose.

momentum, like a tiger descending the mountain.

"Look at it. ”

This was followed by a pop.

Completely cover up the voice.

The fist is like a shadow, and the body is like the wind.

Each punch is in the style of a hard bridge and a hard horse, as if it wants to break the enemy's flesh and blood and knead it into the bones.

The monk was stunned, his eyes were obsessed, and he followed Tang Xie's every movement closely.

Until he stared at the bloodshots, he was reluctant to blink.

The military body fist is nothing more than five words.

Wrestling, beating, grabbing, taking, killing.

As the last set of the twenty-two sets of military physical boxing, the assassination exercise abandoned the first four words and carried forward the killing word.

Every blow is a nirvana.

The reason why he chose to teach this set of boxing to the monk was decided by Tang Xie in combination with his fighting style.

For monks, every battle is a fight.

Therefore, he is best suited to practice assassination drills.

Unconsciously, Tang Xie practiced to the last few forms.

It's also a killer move.

The monk, the mosquito, and the poet were all holding their breath, and their hearts were shocked by these punches.

They seemed to see that Tang Xie was no longer punching.

Rather, Fist Blade!

Punches like blades!

Bang bang bang!

After a full set of assassination drills, the sound of punches seemed to remain in the air, enduring.

"How much can you remember?" asked Tang Xie without changing his face, not the slightest tiredness.

The monk fell into thought.

After going through every punch and style in his mind, finally, the monk spoke loudly: "I'm sure I can hit 80 percent of my punches!"

Tang Xie smiled, with a hint of banter: "Then you can try." ”

Taking a step forward, the monk's expression was extremely solemn.

Then, play what he understands as an assassination drill.

Compared to the wild fist he figured out by himself, the power is several times greater, but he always feels that something is missing.

Only halfway through the fight, the monk stopped.

His face turned red and he said, "Evil brother, I was wrong, I will hit 20% of this set of punches at most." ”

"Ah, Brother Monk fights very hard, how can it be only 20 percent. The mosquito asked with its mouth wide open.

"He hasn't found the essence yet. ”

Tang Xie said, "This set of punches is heavy on a killing word, every crooked punch means that you may lose the best chance to kill the enemy, and the result of this, you should understand." ”

A hoarse voice came out of the monk's throat: "Killed by the counter-killing." ”

"Yes, if you decide to be my soldier, you have to be an enlightener. Tang Xie's eyes flashed with a fierce color, "Your error rate can only be zero!"

"Yes!"

The monk roared and continued to practice boxing.

The attitude is several times more correct than just now, and every punch is meticulously crafted and tempered.

Tang Xie was stunned for a moment, a little dazed.

Be my soldier?

If you want to cut it off with the past, it's really not that easy.

Tang Xie suddenly cried and laughed.

The next second, out of the corner of his eye, he noticed an interesting picture.

Little Lori Shishi stayed quietly not far away, and her two little hands were gesturing in a similar way.

Tang Xie teased: "Poetry, it is taboo to learn martial arts secretly. ”

Unexpectedly, Shishi ignored him and continued to study herself.

Tang Xie smiled even more, this little girl was quite serious.

"Drink!"

Shishi suddenly threw a punch.

Tang Xie's smile tightened suddenly.