He Qianer's face was red and white, she was well-read, and even dabbled in Buddhist scriptures and Qimen, but she really didn't even have the interest to read this kind of boxing book. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Zong Yuqi and the others showed a playful smile on their faces, Old Master Zhou was really unfathomable, his disciple did not play cards according to common sense, which made He Cainu at a loss, and she didn't know what to do at all.

Qian Wenzhao couldn't hold it back, stood up and said, "Wu Xiaoyou, do you really like Nanquan?"

Wu Fei nodded and said: "Yes, the teacher said that if you don't have a good body, you can't read well, so in addition to reading and writing, you also practice some boxing." ”

Qian Wenzhao said with a smile: "It's really a coincidence, the old man knows that there is a guard instructor under the command of the prince, named Zhang Zhiyu, and his southern fist is derived from the descendant of Mr. Cai Jiu in Lingnan, Wu Xiaoyou wants to ask for advice?" He naturally suspected what Wu Fei said, this kid was obviously here to fool people, but he couldn't let his conspiracy succeed.

Wu Fei said with a smile: "Today's talk, if it becomes a martial arts competition, I'm afraid it's inappropriate, right?" He was secretly amused in his heart, with his cultivation of the first layer of the Qi Condensation Realm, and with mortals, he didn't need to use spiritual power at all, just with the speed of his body, he could kill the other party in an instant.

Zhu Youzhen is also curious, he doesn't know what kind of ability this young man has, he is so good at guessing riddles and writing, has he really practiced Nanquan?

"Okay, please come up!"

Qian Wenzhao was very proud, he glanced at Wu Fei, and said secretly: "Who can't brag, you said that you like Nanquan, wait until you are beaten and your nose is blue and your face is swollen, see if you dare to call it!"

After a while, a sturdy guard officer walked to the front of the hall, his steps were very calm, not tall, with a thick neck and broad shoulders, a Chinese face with a fierce atmosphere, especially the two eyebrows were black and thick, looking at the posture of walking, it was obvious that he was a practitioner.

The guard officer saluted Zhu Youzhen and said, "The prince called the lower officials, what are your orders?"

Zhu Youzhen said with a smile: "Master Zhang, this Wu Xiaoyou said that his favorite book is the boxing scripture of Nanquan, you can test him." Zhang Zhiyu nodded, turned to Wu Fei and said: "Wu Xiaoyou, Zhang has an arrogance, I don't know what Your Excellency has learned, is it the Cai family, the Li family or the Mo family?"

Wu Fei said with a smile: "I don't know which one it is, I just like to read a copy of "Eighteen Styles of Southern Boxing". At that moment he squatted down and memorized a mantra.

This southern boxing is said to have originated in Shaolin, and later spread to the south through people, forming a popular boxing method and widely spreading.

Zhang Zhiyu nodded, his face was a little strange, Wu Fei's mantra was really good, but the boxing scriptures in the bookstore were recorded, whether Nanquan was learned well or not, it was not said with his mouth, it was to practice hard for a long time, but since the prince wanted to test him by himself, he had to ask a few moves casually, although Wu Fei answered them one by one, Zhang Zhiyu still looked noncommittal.

Wu Fei saw that most of the people in the hall had skeptical expressions, so he said: "That's it, Master Zhang, let's go through a few tricks here, whether we can learn Nanquan well or not, we will know if we try it." ”

Qian Wenzhao was about to provoke them to do it, but when he heard the words, he snorted and said secretly: "Self-inflicted, don't live!" He knew that Zhang Zhiyu was a master, and usually more than a dozen people beat him and none of them were opponents.

Zhang Zhiyu hesitated a little and looked at the hall, Zhu Youzhen nodded at him slightly.

"Master Zhang, you have played tricks with Wu Xiaoyou, be careful not to hurt him. ”

"Yes, my lord. ”

Wu Fei said with a smile: "It's inevitable to miss a move, and the students are also afraid of hurting Master Zhang, so let's stop at each other's orders." ”

Zhu Youzhen smiled: "Okay, you all stop at the point!"

When everyone heard this, they all thought that Wu Fei was arrogant, Zhang Zhiyu sneered in his heart, and said secretly: "You are a scholar, are you still afraid of hurting me?"

The two hugged each other's fists, and Wu Fei smiled and said, "Master Zhang, even if you make a move, you don't have to scruple." ”

Zhang Zhiyu became angry namelessly, this kid actually told himself to make a move, do you think you are a master of southern boxing? When the next step stepped forward, he said, "Be careful!" Ma Bu sank, and a straight fist hit Wu Fei's chest.

Wu Fei was calm, and waited for the other party to reach the punch, then he flashed sideways, and at the same time struck out with an elbow, Zhang Zhiyu felt that there was a flower in front of him, and Wu Fei's elbow stopped in front of him, less than an inch from the tip of his nose.

At this time, both of them had stopped, and if Wu Fei continued to make moves, Zhang Zhiyu would inevitably be injured on his face.

"Master Zhang, don't underestimate the enemy. ”

Wu Fei said with a smile.

Everyone in the audience looked at it with straight eyes, stunned, especially a few pro-soldiers who had been taught Southern Boxing by Zhang Zhiyu, but they knew how powerful Instructor Zhang was, how could he be restrained with one move?

"Come again, come again!"

Wu Fei took a step back.

Zhang Zhiyu's forehead was bruised, he took off his guard uniform, revealing his close-fitting practice clothes, only to see his sleeves rolled, the muscles of his arms bulging, which seemed very weighty, this time Zhang Zhiyu had no reservations, the southern boxing he practiced was Caijiaquan, Caijiaquan is mainly fast, and the emphasis is on fast stepping.

"Hah-"

Zhang Zhiyu shouted violently, and punched out six consecutive punches, which was Zhang Zhiyu's most proud move, and I don't know how many masters were defeated under this blow.

But Wu Fei's fast dexterity was far beyond Zhang Zhiyu's expectations, Cai Jiaquan emphasized winning by skill, Wu Fei was more clever than him, and after two or three dodges, another elbow hit stopped at the tip of Zhang Zhiyu's nose.

Cold sweat broke out on Zhang Zhiyu's forehead, he didn't believe that there was such an opponent in the world, and he couldn't make himself stronger!

Wu Fei stepped back again and said, "Master Zhang, come again!"

Zhang Zhiyu's face was red and white, and he shouted loudly, big and small fortune sky, Tianbian Yan and other tricks were used at the same time, and he fought hard to take Wu Fei's elbow blow, and he also wanted to hurt the other party.

Wu Fei saw that the opponent's fist was not restricted, but it was a lose-lose style, he dodged a few times, flashed to the side, Zhang Zhiyu's pace was also fast, and he immediately rubbed his body and hugged Wu Fei closely.

"Open-"

Wu Fei suddenly turned around, flashed to Zhang Zhiyu's back, and punched Zhang Zhiyu in the back of the heart, and he didn't see how he exerted his strength, Zhang Zhiyu's sturdy body rushed forward a few steps, but he still couldn't unload his strength, and fell to the ground with a bang.

At this moment, everyone was shocked, this young man was actually a martial arts master with unique skills, and only a few moves made the southern boxing instructor of the palace bow down.

A few of the pro-soldiers who learned boxing with Zhang Zhiyu had a few eyeballs that were about to fall, they usually couldn't deal with the instructor with two or three together, and they were often beaten to pieces, the young man in front of him actually won easily, who is this guy?

Wu Fei smiled and helped Zhang Zhiyu up, and said, "Master Zhang, I have conceded!"

Zhang Zhiyu's face was full of shame, he moved for a while, and found that he was not injured, knowing that it was Wu Fei's subordinates who showed mercy, and said: "Sure enough, the mountains outside the mountain, Brother Wu are young heroes, and I am far inferior to Lao Zhang!"

At this time, everyone's eyes looking at Wu Fei were no longer geniuses, but monsters.