Mo Ming has been following He Yunsong to learn Wudang Kung Fu for more than a month, relying on his natural combat brain, he can be regarded as a little learned, but it will be difficult to practice to the extreme for a while and a half, but Mo Ming is not in a hurry, he can't become fat by eating in one bite, especially the essence of this kind of martial arts in my country, which must be digested slowly.

Today's Mo Ming is practicing the several sets of martial arts kung fu taught him by He Yunsong almost every day, but Mo Ming did not snub Murong Lian and the other three women, and often accompanied them to play around, and sometimes, Murong Lian and other three women would watch Mo Ming practice kung fu on the side.

"Boss, that's all I can do, whether I can practice to the level of a grandmaster in the next step depends on yourself." He Yunsong patted Mo Ming's shoulder seriously.

Mo Ming nodded gratefully, and said: "Ah Yun, thank you so much, you taught me Wudang Kung Fu for more than a month, these last few moves are practiced by me, and after a few more days of consolidation, I can go to Brother Yong to compete, hehe, Ah Yun, don't you really want to compete with me?" It's a good ...... for your progress."

Today, after He Yunsong taught the last few moves of Gestalt Yiquandi, he basically handed over everything he knew to Mo Ming, in fact, from more than this month, Mo Ming could also see that He Yunsong's kung fu was not weak, at least he had to have the level of a quasi-grandmaster, but Mo Ming asked for a competition many times, and He Yunsong did not agree once.

"No need, with your current strength, boss, I don't dare to compete with you lightly, Wudang Kung Fu is what I taught you, and I can count it as half a master, if you beat me like a pig's head, how can I go out and mix in the future?"

He Yunsong immediately shook his head and refused, he didn't want to be the second silver wolf, his eyes were very vicious, when he taught Mo Ming martial arts, he could see that Mo Ming's comprehension was extremely strong, and the strength he had now was not weak, if he fought, he would not dare to say that it was Mo Ming's opponent.

"Well, in fact, you should also improve your strength, the position of the leader of the Xiaoqing Club is not easy to sit on, many people covet this position, if you don't have two brushes, it is very dangerous, for example, Zhuge Sheng is a good example!" Mo Ming understood that He Yunsong didn't want to be abused, and he didn't force him to compete, so he smiled at him and gave him a wake-up call.

Zhuge Sheng can also be regarded as a scheming old fox, but his own strength is not very good, so Luo Long can kill him unknowingly, Mo Ming's words are not serious, but he also gave He Yunsong a head start.

"Boss, I understand what you say, I haven't worked hard, every day before I come out, I will spare two hours of free time to exercise, although I am not as good as the boss you, but the average thug thirty or forty will not be able to kill me." He Yunsong is right, with his kung fu foundation, even a silver wolf may not be able to beat him, and thirty or forty thugs naturally can't kill him.

Hearing He Yunsong say this, Mo Ming was relieved, seeing Qi Miao who was walking over with a smile on his face, Mo Ming couldn't help but have a headache, in the past month or so, Qi Miao was like a mosquito, always buzzing around, and Mo Ming almost couldn't help but beat him.

"Hehe, Boss Yunsong is good, Master is good!" Qi Miao greeted politely. He Yunsong nodded, which was a response.

Mo Ming glanced at him and said, "Boy, you are quite clingy, let me ask you, how long does it take for your family to walk to this boxing gym?" ”

"An hour, I usually come by bus, Master, are you going to buy me a car?" Qi Miao thought about it and rubbed his hands excitedly.

"I'm going to let you run here from home every day, I'm only going to give you forty minutes, and within forty minutes, you can't get here, so every time, I'll punch you in the face, you know? Don't play tricks, I won't teach you anything if I find out you're cheating. Mo Ming showed a hideous smile, you want to learn things from me, right, then start with your physical fitness!

In fact, this is not Mo Ming's whim to deliberately make things difficult for Qi Temple, after a month of repeated thinking, Mo Ming felt that he would first improve Qi Temple's physical fitness, and then teach him other things, a person's physical ability is not good, then other things can only be done with more than enough heart.

Hearing Mo Ming's words, Qi Miao let out a sigh of frustration and said, "Master, isn't this deliberately making things difficult, forty minutes, do you want me to keep running, keep running?" ”

He Yunsong slapped Qi Miao's head and said: "Do you want to learn things or not, you can do whatever the boss tells you to do, anyway, you won't pit you, if you don't have good physical fitness, even if you have good kung fu, you have to let the crowd beat you to death!" ”

"There's nothing wrong with that, but my physical fitness is actually pretty good......

Qi Miao was not very happy to run so far every day, and just wanted to justify, Mo Ming looked at him and said coldly: "This is my request, if you can't do it, then get out of here as soon as possible, this is just the beginning, it will be more difficult in the future, if you can't even do this, let's go and live your city life obediently." ”

"Okay, since you said so, Master, then I'll run over every day!" Qi Miao gritted his teeth and said. For Mo Ming's intentions, in fact, Qi Miao is clear, but laziness is one of his shortcomings, and he can't change it for a while, but thinking that he can learn Mo Ming's powerful kung fu, he agreed.

"It's pretty much the same, when I think you're physically fit, then I'll teach you other things, okay, I'm going to exercise myself, so I won't talk to you." Mo Ming nodded with satisfaction, and then walked away to the side to practice the Xingyi Quan that He Yunsong had just taught.

Seeing Mo Ming practicing a move repeatedly with a serious face, Qi Miao muttered: "Master, what are you doing, a simple move, you can't practice it casually, why do you keep repeating a move repeatedly?" ”

"You know a fart, the boss repeats a move repeatedly in order to achieve perfection in his moves, and at the same time, he can also comprehend some of the truths, no wonder your kid's kung fu has not grown at all!"

He Yunsong lectured, then looked at Mo Ming intently, and said: "Boss, he is really a pervert, it seems that he was born to save for battle, and in less than a month of learning, he can reach this level, and I am afraid that few people in the world can do it." ”

"Eh, listening to what Boss Yunsong said, I remembered that my grandfather practiced like this almost every day, could it really be that practicing like this can really be the strength of the Heavenly Palace?" Qi Miao still didn't understand why he could improve his kung fu by doing this, but his grandfather was the same as Mo Ming, except for repeatedly practicing one move every day, which was meditation.

He Yunsong kicked Qi Miao's ass and said, "Don't stand here, I'll explain your affairs, have you finished it!" Don't forget, you're also a member of the Little Youth Association, I asked you to go and get those old guys' cronies, how did you do it! ”

"Those guys are shrewd people, very vigilant, but it's okay, just give me some more time, and I promise they'll all be obedient to me." Qi Miao scratched his head vigorously, looked at He Yunsong's dissatisfaction, and immediately nodded and said, "I'll do it now, immediately!" ”

After saying that, Qi Miao ran away.

"This kid is a talent, it would be a pity not to hone it well." He Yunsong looked at Qi Miao's figure, muttered to himself, and then found a place to sit down and watch Mo Ming practice.

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After that day, Qi Miao really ran from home to the gym every day, and the time fluctuated up and down for thirty-five minutes, and every time he was sweating and panting like a cow, but he still gritted his teeth and persevered.

Mo Ming's Wudang kung fu from He Yunsong has gradually been consolidated, and sometimes he has taught Qi Miao one or two tricks, but Qi Miao's qualifications are really not good, and it took a week to learn a trick, so it's no wonder that Qi Miao's grandfather refused to teach him kung fu.

However, for Qi Miao, who is stupid in qualifications, as long as he is willing to study hard, Mo Ming does not dare to guarantee that he will be able to reach the height of the Red Ghost Gang, but it will not be too far behind, after all, Mo Ming's things have no moves, no routines, and it is much easier to learn than the esoteric Chinese kung fu.

After almost a month of repeated consolidation, Mo Ming planned to find Wu Yong to compete, after all, even if he didn't get home, it would be difficult to know if he didn't compete.

"Haha, Mo Ming, Yun Song told me a long time ago, I've been waiting for you for many days, today, are you going to fight me?" Wu Yong looked at Mo Ming with a smile and said.

Hearing the news from He Yunsong that Mo Ming was going to compete with him, Wu Yong was so excited that he almost couldn't sleep these days, fighting and brawling and other things, but his favorite, when he heard that a master like Mo Ming was going to compete with him, how could he not be excited as a fierce fighter?

"Well, I think I've practiced almost, if I don't find someone to compete, I don't know the depth, Brother Yong, this competition, all use Wudang kung fu to duel, if anyone doesn't use Wudang's kung fu, then it will be considered a loss." The corners of Mo Ming's mouth raised a good-looking arc.

"Okay, if you don't just use Wudang Kung Fu, then I'm really not your opponent!" Wu Yong nodded happily, watching the duel between Mo Ming and the Evil Eye that day, he already knew that his strength was not Mo Ming's opponent now, but Mo Ming's request this time was to use martial arts kung fu, so he was a little sure.

Mo Ming saw that Wu Yong also agreed, so he stopped talking nonsense at the moment, his body moved, and he used the light skill of the Wudang faction, this so-called light skill is not the kind of kung fu that flies on the wall and flies on the water in martial arts novels, but makes the body light and confuses the opponent with variable steps.

"This longitudinal cloud ladder is used well, and the pace is also changeable, no wonder He Yunsong said that your comprehension is good, so it seems that you are indeed a natural combat genius!"

Wu Yong's eyes were so sharp, and he could see from the pace that Mo Ming was using the Zongyun Ladder, since he said that he was going to use Wudang Kung Fu to fight, Wu Yong naturally also used the Zongyun Ladder to fight with Mo Mingyou.

Seeing Wu Yong's longitudinal cloud ladder used so skillfully, Mo Ming had an indescribable excitement in his heart, in the face of the first three styles of Xingyi Quan played by Wu Yong, Mo Ming used Tai Chi to overcome rigidity with softness, and easily dissolved it, at the same time, Mo Ming was even more like a palm like a gossip, this action was coherent, not dragging mud and water at all, Wu Yong couldn't help but be surprised when he saw it.

"It seems that you have added some of your own combat skills to Wudang Kung Fu, not bad, Mo Ming, your set of moves just now was perfectly matched, I almost suffered." Wu Yong's figure flashed, dodging Mo Ming's gossip palm, and then took a few steps back behind him, stopped, and nodded at Mo Ming.