Chapter 899: The Rock Under Your Feet Never Moves (2)

Xu Qing smiled calmly and said: "I don't know what you say, it's just that I used to learn a little from an old man who knows kung fu at home, and I was born with great strength, so I am better than ordinary people." ”

Very modest, want to keep a low profile, the question is who would believe that a guy who has been holding a sand eagle for more than two hours is only better than the average person?

The little black man grinned and said, "Come on, if we have a fight, and there is still an hour before we beat up that group of donkeys, we should make everyone feel bored." ”

This guy is a refreshing master in Tianjin, his surname is Xu Mingzhong, and when he looks at his name, he is a buddy who eats military food, don't underestimate this guy, he is a three-time fighting champion of the whole army's martial arts competition, and his family heirloom is very good at practicing kung fu with an iron coat crotch, if it is determined according to the level of ancient martial artists, this guy is definitely a quasi-Xuan realm, but it is too boring to fight with Xu Qing.

Xu Qing touched his nose and said, "Okay, it's not good for anyone to be hurt if you don't have a serious injury, why don't we change the trouble and play with two hands?" ”

Xu Qianzhong stretched out his hand and touched his black bald head, and said with a smile: "Yes, it's good to say how to compare!" "Everyone in this group of special forces is a good hand in the army, and as soon as they heard that someone here wanted to make two moves, they immediately came up, and their movements were more neat than Guo Huaigang's whistle.

Xu Qing smiled: "Otherwise, I'll stand still, let you smash three fists and four legs hard, and then you stand still and replace me." ”

Xu Qianzhong was immediately happy when he heard it, and said with a smile: "Dude, it's not that we Xu is bald and blind, you have lost a lot of money in this method, or turn around, I won't move, you fight first." ”

"Hahaha...... This iron cloth shirt, you just hit him with a stuffy stick and brick for three days and three nights. A member of the team who was familiar with Xu Qianzhong couldn't help but burst into laughter, and the special β–‘β–‘ who were watching the excitement on the side also cheered, everyone had seen Xu Quantou's real kung fu, and even a big blade couldn't cut the light brain case of this thing.

In order to boost the confidence of these special forcesβ–‘β–‘ Xu Qing decided to show a hand, he stood on a horse step with both feet, and beckoned to Xu Qianzhong: "It's soy sauce if you talk too much, let the horse come." ”

Xu Qianzhong saw that he opened his posture, and also put away the joke on his face, seeing that the other party's skillful horse step is indeed not bad, maybe there are really a few brushes, he stepped forward and hugged a fist and said: "Then I'll try the trick first!" As soon as the words fell, he lunged forward two steps, retracted his fists, and smashed Xu Qing's chest with the most ordinary black tiger heart-digging single fist.

Call! A punch was smashed out like thunder, with a dull wind, as the so-called experts will know if there is a shot or not, just in terms of the strength and speed of this punch Xu Qianzhong is definitely the best in this group of special forces, but unfortunately his opponent is Xu Qing.

Boom! A punch is as solid as defeating leather, Xu Qing's horse steps are flat and steady, the corners of his mouth raise a shallow arc, Xu Qianzhong felt that this punch seemed to hit the soft cushion, he was suddenly powerless, he twisted his waist sideways, raised his foot and kicked at the opponent's waist, a standard side kick.

Syllable! Xu Qing didn't dodge or dodge, he stubbornly resisted this whip leg, and the smile on the corner of his mouth became even stronger. The eyes of the special forces onlookers lit up, they were so solid and hard qigong, this free man brought by General Guo was really not mediocre.

"Drink!" Xu Qianzhong snorted, not advancing but retreating, there was already a touch of solemnity between his eyebrows, and the two big black pupils flashed with excitement, and the duel with a real master was a blood-boiling thing.