"Huh?" Uncle Wei looked at Song Shaoyuan's nondescript posture and shook his head helplessly, knowing that this kid couldn't learn anything. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Song Shaoyuan was also very helpless, Meng Xiaofei only taught himself a set of body forging techniques, and he didn't teach him after that. It's no wonder that his posture can be good-looking!

In Meng Xiaofei's words, that is, only look at winning or losing, not at posture. Song Shaoyuan thought so. What's more, the master also said that the fist is afraid of being less strong. Compared with the Iron Dragon and Iron Tiger, Master Wei looked much thinner, but Song Shaoyuan was a lot more relieved. The main reason for this is that when Master Wei usually competes with him, although he is like a child, he has never hurt him a single hair. In the eyes of others, this is Master Wei's kung fu is higher, but for Song Shaoyuan, he is not afraid of Master Wei if he has not been beaten.

"Uncle Wei, you fight with me, do you want me to ...... Two hands? Although Song Shaoyuan made psychological preparations for a long time, he still couldn't help but want to take advantage of it. He asked tentatively.

"Hahaha," Master Wei laughed when he heard this. The onlookers behind him also laughed, Master Wei's status was not low, so the Song family didn't dare to be his bodyguard, only as a guest, and the two children were even closer to him, so everyone laughed.

"Do you want to let you have two legs again?" After laughing, Master Wei continued to ask.

"That must be better." Song Shaoyuan's eyes lit up, his master, Meng Xiaofei profiteer, once said that if you are cheap, you don't take advantage of the bastard! He remembered it clearly, and naturally happily agreed.

"Hahaha." Master Wei laughed again, and the Song family laughed too. Both legs and hands let you, what else are you fighting?

Master Wei actually turned his hands behind his back and spread his legs apart. It seems that he really plans to fight Song Shaoyuan without using his hands and legs.

"Master Wei doesn't use his hands and legs, then I can win!" A cheap voice in the distance whispered.

"Oh?" Master Wei's ears were amazing, so he naturally heard the voice. But everyone in the Song family also heard it. Because, this guy eavesdropped, and he didn't even know how to make a small sound.

"Oops, yo, yo!" When Tang Sanpao found that he was too loud, his ears had already been twisted and pulled up by Song Zirou.

"Three cannons?" Song Shaoyuan was taken aback, the person who eavesdropped was his younger brother Tang Sanpao.

"Three guns, what are you doing, if it weren't for Steward Tang going out, I would have to teach you a lesson when I saw you like this!" Song Zirou pinched her waist and said. Steward Tang is Tang Sanpao's father, the most old-fashioned, and currently serves as the chief housekeeper of the Song family.

"Hey, Miss." Tang Sanpao said with a smile, and then ran to Song Shaoyuan's side quickly. He almost killed his own young master some time ago, and for some reason, the young master seemed to think that he had the potential to learn martial arts, so he went to apprentice and taught himself when he came back. Oh my God, do you really want to learn the kung fu of your own young master's three-legged cat? His own young master is also famous, afraid that his future achievements will be higher than him, at least he will overpower him in terms of identity. But he is a young master, hasn't he been overwhelmed in this identity a long time ago, and what kind of master and apprentice are he engaged in?

"Little Cannon," Master Wei said with a smile when he heard his words just now, "Do you want to talk to me first?" ”

"Okay!" Song Shaoyuan's eyes lit up, he was about to run, this will Uncle Wei turn the spearhead and point at the three guns, and Song Shaoyuan unceremoniously sold Tang San guns.

"Oh, yes, three guns, let Uncle Wei guide you, you must have benefited a lot." Song Zirou followed and said.

"Okay." Tang Sanpao didn't feel anything, in his impression, although Master Wei and the young master were fighting, they seemed to be teasing him, but he didn't hurt the young master in the end, what was so terrible about him.

Only Tan Feng shook his head, he had been with Uncle Wei for the longest time, just now Tang Sanpao said that he could also win against Uncle Wei, this sentence was only afraid of offending Uncle Wei. Uncle Wei attaches great importance to his master, although it is naturally impossible for him not to taste defeat, but he can't say this.

However, in Uncle Wei's opinion, Tang Sanpao is just a child, so he won't teach him a hard lesson, but it's certain that he will suffer some hardships.

Uncle Wei, who originally just wanted to have fun, was afraid that he would have to be a little more serious.

"Come on." Uncle Wei shook his head, still putting his hands behind his back, and said indifferently.

"Then I'm here, Uncle Wei." Tang San Cannon pretended to make a bunch of foolish movements, and as soon as he raised his breath, he rushed towards Master Wei.

Master Wei really didn't use his hands and feet, he just stood there without looking at it, and even closed his eyes.

"Ahh Tang Sanpao's eyes lit up as soon as he saw that there was a play, he rushed forward with a shout, and with all his strength, he used his best strength to make a right straight punch, and hit Wei Xiong's seemingly thin chest.

He thought to himself, although Master Wei has superb martial arts, but when he is old and his eyes are closed, maybe he can make him fall down in this way, and no matter how bad it is, he will almost fall and barely support it.

But Tang Sanpao's punch just touched Uncle Wei's body, only to feel that the strength suddenly disappeared without a trace, this contrast made him stumble for a while, and then the same force slammed back, and his right fist felt a huge force coming back, a burst of pain. There is a lot of power, plus the left and right are unstable. Tang Sanpao spun around like a spinning top, and then fell to the ground with a thud.

"Master Wei is so hard-working!" Song Qingyun took the lead in saying.

"Yes," Tan Feng said next, "Master Wei hasn't relaxed his martial arts training all these years. ”

"Is this the strength of the Hong family's fist?" Song Zirou has studied it carefully, in fact, her teacher can be regarded as a teacher from Master Wei, but she also worships several other famous teachers, so she is not called a master and apprentice with Master Wei.

"Three guns, it's okay." Song Shaoyuan prayed for himself and looked at Tang Sanpao lying on his back with kindness.

"Oops, oops, oops." Tang Sanpao was clutching his fists and shouting, he only felt a headache all over his body, he really didn't know where to cover it, but his fist had the worst headache.

"Woo, young master, Master Wei is too powerful." Tang Sanpao couldn't even cry.

"I... Of course I do! Looking at Tang Sancang, who had been beaten for him, Song Shaoyuan felt that his whole body was also in pain. Did you just go on it yourself, and this is yourself lying on the ground?

Is this digging a pit for himself, if Master Wei uses his hands and feet, the strength will naturally be well controlled, even if he plays with himself, he will not hurt himself, but once this is not used, then he will not control the strength by himself.

Woo woo, greedy for small and cheap and suffer big losses! (To be continued.) )