Seeing the current appearance of the two, Zhang Zhongji was anxious, hurriedly came to the two of them, pinched Lao Li's wrist and said angrily: "Lao Li, I'll let you stop, do you hear!"

Sensing the pain between his fingers as if he was being caught by a splint, Lao Li's heart was full of anger.

"Damn, it's not a question of me stopping now, it's a matter of her stopping or not stopping!"

scolded wildly in his heart, but Lao Li didn't show it on his face at all, and faced Wang Xueyao's ruthless crushing with a breezy expression.

At this moment, a soft force erupted between Wang Xueyao's fingers, and in an instant, Lao Li's hand was bounced open and spread, and Wang Xueyao also took the opportunity to stop.

Although it seemed that Lao Li could be defeated easily, Wang Xueyao couldn't help but sigh, this Lao Li was definitely the strongest person she had ever seen, and he was definitely stronger than Lin Tian even if he didn't count his assassination skills.

Compared with her security forces, if she is not proficient in modern weapons, I am afraid that only Alice, who does not know the depths, is not easy to say, and the others will not be the opponents of this Lao Li at all, and they are worthy of being spelled out from the Dragon and Tiger Martial Artists.

In the past few years, the conditions were poor, and there were not so many special effects and post-production as now, even if you played a ghost movie, you could only use smoke as a set.

At that time, everyone who had martial arts was real kung fu, and Weiya was just an auxiliary tool, where was it weak like now.

"Hello old man...... old man," Wang Xueyao stretched out her hand again and smiled.

"Let go of you hairy monkey!" Lao Li broke away from Zhang Zhongji's hand as soon as he stopped his hand.

"Uh-uh...... Hello little girl......"

Lao Li's face was a little ugly, but he didn't expect to be fucked instead of pretending to be forced.

This time he just shook hands politely, and Lao Li said, "Okay, I'll take this job!"

"Uh...... How?"

Zhang Zhongji didn't know that the two were wrestling secretly for a moment, and suddenly stared at Lao Li with a strange face.

"What are you watching? You're fine, aren't you? How far to go, by the way, bring me the script!"

"Oh oh oh, okay! By the way, Miss Wang, I'll find you the costumes later, and you need to put on makeup after you put them on, but you can only find a second-level makeup artist, and my brother-in-law has already sent away after I asked him to put on makeup for a few leading actors. ”

Wang Xueyao nodded with a smile and did not speak.

I don't know what Zhang Zhongji would think if he knew that she and Na Yunyu collided again.

After Zhang Zhongji left, Lao Li opened the curtain and re-entered Zhang Zhongji's tent, beckoning in a foul tone: "Come with me......"

Walking into Zhang Zhongji's tent, I only saw a steel-framed single bed in the corner, a desk next to it, a small table lamp for charging, and the rest of the place was full of open space.

Standing in the open space, Lao Li put his hands behind his back and said, "Which Taijiquan are you practicing?"

When Wang Xueyao heard this, she nodded and shook her head again: "I practice Wang's Taijiquan!"

"Wang's Taijiquan?"

Lao Li frowned, thought about it carefully, shook his head and said, "Forgive me for being lonely and unheard, I haven't heard of Tai Chi all this way?

"There is no other person who will do this Taijiquan, if you really want to say something, in addition to me, there are nine apprentices, because this set of boxing methods is my comprehension, so it is named Wang's Taiji, not that you are lonely and unheard of. Wang Xueyao shook her head and said.

"Ridiculous, you...... , uh......"

Lao Li subconsciously wanted to object, but when he thought of Wang Xueyao's strange strength just now, he was suddenly dumbfounded.

Shaking his head, Lao Li continued: "That's it, you practice here, I'll take a look!

"That's not necessary, the old gentleman can see it if he wants to, then I'll start?" Wang Xueyao said.

"Okay!" Lao Li became serious.

"This, please let the old gentleman stand far away, it is best to retreat to the bed......" Wang Xueyao raised her chin and said.

"You...... , you don't have to worry about me, if you want me to feed me, you can do it!" Lao Li said disdainfully.

Although Wang Xueyao's strength was unexpectedly large and weird, Lao Li didn't think that Wang Xueyao would be his opponent if he really started.

Although he is old and has not done anything seriously for several years, his body has already achieved instinct over the decades, and he doesn't think Wang Xueyao can hurt him.

"Then old man, you have to be careful......"

Wang Xueyao smiled slightly, but she didn't care, her feet moved and her hands were raised softly, which was no different from other Taijiquan starting styles.

At this moment, Wang Xueyao's face turned straight, her eyes closed slightly, and she sank into the already very familiar Tai Chi artistic conception.

Wang Xueyao's advanced Taijiquan has long stopped paying attention to the problem of tricks, and every little comprehension is a change of moves, which is done at will.

After being silent for almost five seconds, Wang Xueyao's right hand slowly pulled away, and the speed was very slow.

Lao Li's face stiffened, and he felt that he had been brushed.

Tai Chi at this speed is slower than the old grandfathers and grandmothers in the park, even if it is a practice for himself, it will not be like this, he is not old and dizzy.

Just when Lao Li wanted to remind him, he suddenly felt a strange and invisible force gradually restraining his whole body, wanting to take him in the direction of Wang Xueyao's hand.

"Huh?"

Lao Li subconsciously tightened his body, just wanted to feel carefully if it was his hallucination, and suddenly felt that the strange power had changed, although it still restrained his whole body, but it was driving him to the other side.

At the same time, Wang Xueyao's outstretched hand had paused, and the other hand began to unfold slowly.

Lao Li stared at Wang Xueyao's hand in disbelief, there was nothing on it, but he obviously felt that kind of strange force, just like the force Wang Xueyao used when he shook his hand open twice, it was invisible, weird and qualitative.

Stopping his steps, Lao Li subconsciously waved his hand, and suddenly felt an invisible and qualitative oppressive force, as if the air had turned into water.

At this moment, Lao Li heard Wang Xueyao muttering: "Tai Chi is born without poles, dividing yin and yang, moving and moving, moving and ...... still."

"Blending ......"

When she muttered to herself, Wang Xueyao's outstretched hands suddenly closed quickly, hugging them into a virtual circle, slowly flipping up and down, left and right.

"Hoo ......"

A gust of wind rose out of thin air in the tent, and a huge suction force was generated, and Lao Li only felt that the void in Wang Xueyao's closed and slowly flipped hand was like a black hole, and all the air currents were heading there.

At the same time, a huge suction force acted on him, as if it wanted to suck him into Wang Xueyao's hands.