"Let's learn from each other." After glancing at Yan Murong thoughtfully, Liang Zhengtao said with a smile. "But that's it."

Liang Zhengtao is the person of Old Man Yan, so he will naturally stand on Yan Murong's side. He didn't know why Yan Murong wanted to fight with Zheng Wuming's bodyguards, but at least he had to ensure his safety.

"Let's get started?" Yan Murong said with a smile. After speaking, he suddenly took a horse step out and made a Tai Chi starting pose.

"Tai Chi?" When some elderly people saw Yan Murong posing in this pose, they all secretly exclaimed in their hearts, and their eyes began to shine.

Don't talk about them, even the old men and old ladies who write about ordinary people, all regard Tai Chi as a kind of fitness exercise, and in the park or on the street, you can see many old people walking or pushing hands in the morning. It's just that the Tai Chi they practice is just a modified version, which is adapted for exercising the body, and there is still a big difference between it and the real Tai Chi.

Now Yan Murong wants to use Tai Chi to compete with the Zheng family's bodyguard, there must be some way, right?

"Hmph." Kunlun sneered disdainfully, took off his blazer casually, and strode towards Yan Murong.

Yan Murong smiled and posed there, seeing Kunlun walking towards him, he still didn't move.

"Whew!"

Kunlun suddenly made a move—oh, no, it was a kick, and he suddenly accelerated less than five meters away from Yan Murong, and then kicked Yan Murong in the ribs with a side kick.

Kunlun is a master, as a master, he knows how to attack, and he also knows how not to let himself get out of the way.

First of all, according to the proportions of the human body, the legs are longer than the arms, so he chose to take out the legs, and a side kick that was not gorgeous, but had a huge destructive force, kicked towards Yan Murong.

Secondly, the ribs are one of the weakest parts of the human body, and if they are hit by gravity, they can cause the ribs to break, and there is even a risk of piercing the lungs or heart.

In the end, Kunlun is considering how not to show flaws.

The position of the ribs is not high, so when the leg is out, it will not cause the lower plate to be exposed due to the leg being raised too high.

Kunlun knew that Yan Murong was a master, although he didn't think that Yan Murong was his opponent, but in a master duel, any flaw would kill the other party.

What about the masters? Look at those TV series, aren't those masters all planted in the hands of rookies in the end?

Kunlun kicked out, Yan Murong no longer posed, the horse was retracted, the side of the body, the palm of the hand fluttered lightly on Kunlun's calf, but the body did not retreat, but took this opportunity to stick up.

Kunlun was also surprised. When he quickly retracted his legs and was about to dodge, he found that Yan Murong's speed was faster than he imagined.

Then, Yan Murong's fist smashed into Kunlun's chest.

"Bang!"

A muffled sound came, and Kunlun was smashed in the chest by this punch, and he stepped back four or five steps before stopping--this move, he obviously fell behind, and suffered a loss.

"Isn't this Tai Chi?" Kunlun rubbed his somewhat stuffy chest and looked at Yan Murong with a frown.

"You're stupid, did I say it's Tai Chi?" Yan Murong looked at Kunlun with an idiot expression. "I'm just posing."

That's right, Yan Murong is indeed in a pose, and his move is the collapse fist of the Five Elements Fist.

Collapse fist, as the name suggests, is a fist technique with the power of collapse of mountains.

Collapse fist is a kind of straight fist, straight forward, fist eye upward, palm inward, vertical fist out. And when the force is generated, the accumulation is very hidden, it is a kind of boxing method that belongs to the short-distance rapid hair, the arm does not need to be fully straightened, and the main force is the muscles of the wrist and forearm.

Sudden cold movement, short assault, fast and fierce, force through the viscera.

If it weren't for Kunlun, but if he was an ordinary person, he would definitely be fractured by this punch and his sternum.

"I didn't think about it, you also practiced internal skills." Yan Murong looked at Kunlun with a smile on his face and said.

Kunlun didn't speak, just stared at Yan Murong coldly, and his eyes were like enraged beasts.

If he hadn't practiced hard qigong himself, with Yan Murong's punch just now, he would not have felt only pain, but would have been directly injured.

Kunlun shouted, kicked with both feet, and his body suddenly rushed towards Yan Murong. The same straight punch smashed into Yan Murong's chest.

Yan Murong didn't dare to be careless, his body was slightly on one side, and after dodging Kunlun's punch, another move collapsed. This time, the target is Kunlun's head.

Yan Murong is fast, and Kunlun's reaction is not slow. After suffering a loss, Kunlun no longer retains his strength, but uses all his strength to fight Yan Murong.

Zheng Wu's name is naturally called his martial artist, which naturally makes sense.

He used all his strength, which can be regarded as a kind of respect for Yan Murong. As a martial artist, when you meet a master, you will naturally not let go of the truth of learning from him.

In the world of Takefu, not going all out is disrespectful to the other party.

"Bang bang bang!"

"Bang bang!"

The speed of the two of them was not slow, or rather, it was so fast that the audience next to them couldn't see it - they tried to keep their eyes open, but they only saw two afterimages alternating positions with each other. There was a clashing sound between the fists and feet.

"Bang!"

With a muffled sound, the fists of the two were together, Yan Murong took three steps back, and similarly, Kunlun also took three steps back. With this punch, the two were evenly divided.

Both were a little frightened.

Yan Murong was shocked that the bodyguard beside Zheng Wuming had such a high strength, and he had almost used eighty percent of his strength, but he had a tie with him. And Kunlun was shocked that he really underestimated Yan Murong. This guy looks like a little white face, his strength is not low, if he hadn't used all his strength, I'm afraid he would have fallen.

After a brief pause, the two moved again. In an instant, there was another thumping sound of fists and kicks in the field. Everyone was dazzled, only hearing the voice, but not seeing how the two of them punched and kicked.

For ordinary martial artists, their punching speed can reach more than a dozen movements per second and close to twenty movements per second, but now the punching speed of the two has already violated the limit of the human body, reaching a speed of close to thirty movements per second.

Not only Kunlun, but even Zheng Wuming was surprised.

It turned out that when he was in the duckweed club, he thought that Yan Murong only had so much ability, but now it seems that he was wrong.

And Chen Hanqing and his party are the bosses with staring eyes.

He knew that Yan Murong's medical skills were powerful, and he also knew that Yan Murong knew some kung fu - how could a person who could use qi luck needles not know kung fu?

However, Chen Hanqing didn't expect that Yan Murong would be so powerful.

stared at the two people in the field for a long time, only to see a string of fist shadows, and the two people who jumped up and down like rabbits, their eyes were almost dazzling

ps: Flowers, flowers, begging for flowers, don't be popped by the back chrysanthemum!