Wang Wenda became famous as a teenager, encountered a setback when he was the most proud in his life, and sank into a trough in the past ten years, and tasted the warmth and sadness of the world. But it is precisely this process of experiencing setbacks and tasting warmth and coldness that tempers his state of mind, and then pampers him without being shocked.

The first punch and back leg, grappling, and weapons, from the outside in, are for the grandmaster.

Wang Wenda has begun to have the atmosphere and strength of a martial arts master, as long as he is given another two or three years to integrate the moves he has learned, he will be able to achieve a grandmaster achievement.

A martial artist of a quasi-grandmaster competes with the girl's family, it's really ......

In the eyes of outsiders, Wang Wenda does not have the slightest glory to speak of, whether he wins or loses.

But these little girls who are as weak as chickens in the eyes of laymen are actually not so weak, even if they are not as weak as tigresses, at least they have to be a female leopard, right?

It's a pity that there are too few laymen, and few people can see that these female leopards are just wearing a layer of girl's skin.

Wang Wenda was very helpless, but he had nowhere to reason.

He heard a burst of laughter and ridicule around him, but he didn't seem to hear or see.

At this moment, Wang Wenda's eyes only have Miaoyin, this tall girl in the eyes of the people around her.

Wang Wenda's hands naturally drooped, and when he looked at this station, the spirit of the whole person was suddenly highly unified and condensed, and there seemed to be a towering mountain standing around him.

The shadow of the mountain fell, shrouding Miaoyin's body, like an invisible and substantial hand, and slapped it down on Miaoyin with one palm.

Obviously, Wang Wenda was motionless, but Miaoyin was creepy, and all his attention was focused on Wang Wenda.

Liu Xi took Miaoling and Miaoyue Miaoxin to the side, and watched the confrontation between Wang Wenda and Miaoyin not far away.

"Uncle Shi, that person is so powerful, I feel that Senior Sister may be ......"

Miao Ling looked at it for a while and said worriedly.

Liu Xi smiled: "You definitely can't beat the other party, can you?"

Miao Ling hesitated for a moment and whispered, "Uncle Shi, am I wrong?"

"What about you?"

Liu Xi asked Miaoyue and Miaoxin again.

The two glanced at each other, and also whispered: "Senior Uncle Ancestor, we think that Senior Sister Miao Ling is right, Senior Sister is so weak......

Liu Xi looked back, didn't she?

Obviously, Miaoyin is half a head taller than Wang Wenda, plus she is slender, and the woman is tall, so she looks more than a head taller than Wang Wenda.

Wang Wenda stood ten steps away from her, and when he looked at her, he had to raise his head slightly.

But what about momentum?

Wang Wenda was motionless, like an abyss stopping Yue Zhi, with the bearing of a grandmaster.

Miao Yin, his hands are clenched into fists, one in front and one behind, and the posture is good.

But she looked nervous, her feet stiffened, and she lost her flexibility. What made Liu Xi frown even more was that Miaoyin had no fighting spirit in her eyes.

In the face of opponents, there is no fighting spirit, let alone the edge of victory.

Do you still expect to win such a competition?

In fact, Miaoyin learned the Xuanmen heart method, and practiced the Qingmei swordsmanship passed down from Lu Zu from childhood to adulthood. What she learned and practiced was the mental and swordsmanship handed down by the monks, even if her skills were not as good as Wang Wenda's, she might not have a chance to win.

In the end, there is still little actual combat experience, Miaoyin and others grew up in the mountains since they were children, and they have never fought with real swords and guns. It's just that she hasn't met a master, and if she meets a master, her momentum alone will overwhelm her, where can she calm down and think about what to do with the enemy.

I only heard a delicate sound like a thunderbolt falling from the clear sky.

Everyone was startled at first, their hands and feet trembled, and a black figure flashed in front of them, and it was Miaoyin that struck Wang Wenda like lightning.

Miao Yin erupted, and the soles of his feet pressed heavily on the floor, and the hard wooden floor was suddenly stepped out of a footprint hole.

Miao Yin took three steps in a row, leaving three black holes on the floor, and came to Wang Wenda.

The audience, who had been discussing and noisy, looked at each other in horror as their eyes fell on the three footprints on the black hole on the floor.

"Damn, how did she step on such a hard wooden floor?"

"If she stepped on Lao Tzu's stomach......"

Someone said in fear, and before the words fell, everyone shivered in unison.

At this time, they seemed to understand why Wang Wenda was like a great enemy.

Just now they were still laughing at Wang Wenda and a girl's family for pretending, but now they know that Wang Wenda is really Wang Wenda, and a master is a master.

This is not only a great enemy, but also a mortal enemy!

You have to pay full attention, if you are trampled on your waist, it will be a man's waste, right?

Miaoyin raised her leg and kicked at Wang Wenda, and the long leg was like a whip, making a "pop" sound that broke the air.

Everyone couldn't help frowning when they heard this whip.

No one needs to explain, everyone knows that the whip leg used by Miao Yin, the real whip leg, even the leg that sounds like a whip.

Wang Wenda shouted: "It's good!"

His roar is like a mountain tiger, his body is as immobile as a mountain, but his movement is as sensitive as a rabbit.

Wang Wenda's upper body leaned back, avoiding Miaoyin's whip legs, which were as fast as lightning, and then stabilized his body, and came to Miaoyin in one step, the two of them were no more than a fist apart.

Miaoyin's face changed greatly, her eyes panicked, and before she could think about whether to retreat or attack, Wang Wenda's shoulder was like an axe, slashing heavily on her shoulder.

Miao Yin felt a sharp pain in both shoulder blades, and a strong force struck, pushing her body back.

Oops!

Miao Yin shouted in her heart, her defense was forced, if she couldn't adjust it immediately, she would be defeated, and there would be no chance to turn over.

This is the old saying: one misstep becomes a thousand years of hatred, and then looking back is a hundred years.

The same is true for martial arts, the real masters are all decisive with one move, and it is impossible for you to come and go and you attack and defend hundreds and thousands of moves.

It was a performance, not a joust at all.

"Senior Sister is dangerous!"

The three of Miao Ling screamed in surprise and looked at Liu Xi in horror.

Sure enough, Wang Wenda was unforgiving, his body was like a tiger leaping, and the whole person's body was full of a sense of primitive power. In an instant, he reappeared in front of Miao Yin, who had fallen backwards.

Reaching out and grabbing Miaoyin's arm, he grabbed her hand and stopped her from retreating. Then the shoulder hit, and it was a murderous knock off the mountain.

This move to break the mountain is a killing move in Baji Boxing, once it is displayed, it is impossible to break the mountain, but it is no problem to break a tree with a thick human head.

Wang Wenda once used this trick to directly break the waist of a Muay Thai master who came to kick the gym, and never got up again.

"Ahh

The audience shouted excitedly.

"Ah! Miao Ling and the others shouted in horror.

Seeing that the scene was about to become extremely bloody, Liu Xi coughed lightly: "Hmm." ”

This hum, mixed with the screams of excitement or excitement from the surrounding audience, was inconspicuous, and few people even heard it.

But it calmed the earth-shaking tide like a needle in the sea, because Wang Wenda heard it.