Father Xuan smiled and nodded, quite agreeing with his statement.

At this time, the eldest brother among the four little masters stood up: "Mr. Xia, we heard that Mr. Han was first famous for splitting bricks, and we often hear that Mr. Han is the most powerful star in the entertainment industry. It just so happens that we will do this too, can you please ask Mr. Han to help take a look? ”

"Splitting bricks with your bare hands?" Father Xuan showed an interested expression, and then looked at Han Lan.

Xia Ningxuan was already staring at him suspiciously.

Han Lan didn't refuse, and nodded with a smile.

It seems that this level is not as easy as I thought at the beginning.

The four little masters quickly took out a few red bricks from the bags under the trees on the side, and the senior brother showed them, and the other three were responsible for cooperating.

The junior brother knocked on the brick in his hand to indicate that it was made of real materials, and then signaled to Han Lan, who smiled and waved his hand to say that there was no need to check.

Then I saw him standing in a lunge, holding on to one side of the brick with both hands, and laying it flat in front of him.

The senior brother walked to the side of the brick, facing them, and after a short exercise, he raised his hand and slashed it down, and the brick broke into two!

"Good!" Father Xuan couldn't help but cheer and took the lead in applauding.

It can be seen that these two people have real kung fu.

Splitting bricks with bare hands is actually a very basic thing for Lianjiazi, and even some people who mix rivers and lakes will, but the commonly said freehand splitting bricks is a piece underneath, and then half a piece is suspended in the air and split like this. It's hard to say how much effort was borrowed from it.

But the two in front of me don't have anything under the bricks. Not only the strength of the senior brother who splits the bricks must be enough, but the junior brother who receives the bricks at the bottom must also have great strength, otherwise he will not be able to grasp the bricks.

At this time, another junior brother came up with another brick, and he also stood firm in lunges, and the two of them grabbed one end in one hand, and then flipped the brick 90 degrees and stood it horizontally, with the largest side facing the audience and a little support at the bottom.

The senior brother took a deep breath, raised his hand knife, and slashed down again from top to bottom. The two people holding the brick could be seen sinking quite obviously, and then the brick broke in two.

"Good!" Father Xuan couldn't help but cheer again.

Han Lan and the others also applauded.

This is a real iron hand!

Splitting bricks vertically is about as thick as two bricks lying flat, but the difficulty is actually much more difficult than splitting with two bricks stacked. Even a few more bricks are not as hard as him!

What's more, he doesn't have anything underneath, and he relies solely on the two junior disciples to grab the bricks left and right for him to split.

After splitting two bricks in a row, the senior brother obviously hadn't finished the performance, but gestured to the stone table under the shade of a tree not far away to express his desire to borrow it.

Father Xuan naturally nodded in agreement, and the group followed them to the stone table.

Another brick was brought up and stood upright in the center of the stone table.

The senior brother stood on the edge of the stone table, carried his exercises deeply for a while, and then moved his right palm, bent his five fingers slightly, and raised his palm with strength and slapped it down.

With a "bang", the palm fell on the top of the brick, and the brick was still standing there well, not broken.

But it can be seen that the direction of his palm's output is correct, otherwise the brick would have lost its balance and fell.

The first time the shooting was unsuccessful, the senior brother's face was slightly embarrassed, but he still took his palm and tried again.

The second palm went down, and the brick finally broke.

Of course, it was not split vertically like chopping wood, but it was broken horizontally in the middle of the waist without being able to withstand the force. However, compared with the two pieces that were split before, the fracture surface this time is obviously not so "smooth".

"Good!"

Although it was the second attempt, the crowd still gave applause and cheers.

Han Lan really didn't expect that they could split a brick to make a trick, something something.

"Han Lan, how is it? Evaluation? Xuan's father asked with a smile.

Han Lan gave a thumbs up: "It's amazing!" ”

"Hahaha......"

"It seems that the four little masters do have real kung fu." Xuan's father also approved, and looked at Han Lan again after a random turn: "Hey, Han Lan, do you want to show your hand too?" ”

"Dad, I said that Han Lan is here for a concert!" Xia Ningxuan was a little angry.

Xuan's mother also hurried over to soothe her emotions.

Father Xuan still looked at Han Lan with a smile.

Han Lan smiled lightly: "Okay, then I'll split a piece too." ”

"Han Lan, my dad is joking with you." Xia Ningxuan hurriedly came over and grabbed his hand.

Father Xuan was still looking at him with a smile, and the two just smiled and looked at each other for a while, and neither of them gave in.

"It's okay, splitting bricks, it won't affect my concert." Han Lan gently patted Xia Ningxuan's hand and motioned for her to let go with peace of mind.

On the other side, the senior brother also grabbed a brick and handed it to him.

Han Lan didn't answer, still looking at Xuan's father: "Put it on the table too." ”

The senior brother was stunned for a moment, then put the brick on the table, and took away the brick he had just broken by the way.

He didn't end up putting up the bricks like he had just done, because not everyone had that power. In his opinion, Han Lan should just press the bricks on the edge of the stone table to make it easier to split.

Han Lan withdrew her hand from Xia Ningxuan's hand, moved her palm, looked at the brick that was flat on the edge of the stone table, and said, "Brother Li, help pad it, I'm afraid of hurting my hand." ”

Before everyone could react to what he was talking about, they saw Lee Myung-bak take off his coat, walk up and move the brick to the center of the stone table, and then fold his coat into a cushion and cover it.

"Split through the cushion?"

The four little masters who were watching on the side also showed some surprise.

If there is a layer of cushion on it, it will definitely remove a lot of power.

Moreover, Han Lan didn't hang the bricks in half, just put the whole piece flat in the center of the table, which was actually more difficult than splitting the bricks directly.

Of course, compared to the palm of the senior brother just now, it is still much smaller.

Just when they were secretly comparing, Han Lan was already standing next to the table, took a deep breath, slowly exercised, raised his right palm, and stored his strength for a long time.

In the blink of an eye, the palm had already landed on the cushion on the brick.

The cushion could be seen collapsing visibly, making a dull "bang".

Han Lan let out a sigh of relief and shook her slightly reddened palm, a little painful. Xia Ningxuan hurriedly ran up and grabbed his hand to check to see if he was injured, and saw that it was just a little red, so he was a little relieved.

Others' attention is focused on the cushion, or the bricks under the cushion.

It's covered like this, and you can't see if the bricks are cracked underneath.

Lee Myung-bak walked up and took his coat away, shaking it without shaking off the folds and slap prints on it, so he could only put it on first.

Go back to the electric iron to iron and see, if it still doesn't work, you can only ask Han Lan for reimbursement and customize a suit.

After Lee Myung-bak took his clothes, the bricks underneath were also exposed, and they were left there unscathed.

Everyone was also a little surprised when they looked at it, and the senior brother couldn't help but step forward to pick up the bricks to check and check them, and found that they were really not broken?

It was just a mark left on the stone table, which was just the powder that shook off the stone bricks, and it was gone with a blow.

Father Xuan looked at Han Lan with some embarrassment, and Han Lan could only shrug his shoulders helplessly.

Xuan's father roughly guessed that Han Lan's splitting of bricks on the stage before might be the effect of a variety show, but what happened in the ring in Western Europe?

Could it be that real kung fu and splitting bricks are two different things?

Father Xuan didn't understand it, after all, he didn't understand this, he looked at the little master who was still checking the bricks on the side, smiled and took Han Lan and them back to the house.

The purpose of the warning has been achieved, and there is no need to continue to damage the face of his prospective son-in-law.

After they left, the senior brother suddenly thought of something, and ran back to check the stone table, the table was very smooth, but the place where the bricks were placed just now may have scratched out.

He took a few steps back and looked carefully, and finally noticed that something was wrong: "Senior brother, do you think this stone table is a little shorter than just now?" ”

"Short?"

The three junior disciples also compared, and it seemed that they were really a little shorter, and quickly knelt down to check the foot of the table.

I saw that the entire stone pillar that originally supported the table and the edge of the hardened ground cracked at some point.

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The four of them knelt beside the table in amazement: "Trapped...... Trapped? ”