Wang Mengxiong was talking to Huo Dongge, and several Jingwu Sect disciples were lying on the crack in the door and peeking into the reception room. Huo Dongge frowned slightly, looked at this little junior brother, and found that he was picking up the teacup, gently blowing the tea leaves floating on the water, tasting it with taste, as if he didn't realize it. But the more this is the case, the more he attaches importance to this little junior brother. It's not that people didn't find these people outside, but they found that they could still be as dusty as a mirror, at least this natural door qi cultivation work is well practiced.

The apprentice is so uneasy, and his face as a master is not good-looking. Huo Dongge turned his head to Liu Congyun and gestured slightly. As his most proud apprentice, Liu Congyun naturally understood it, and he was also worried about what these senior brothers were doing, so he hurriedly walked to the door, intending to drive these senior brothers away. In case you accidentally disturb the Master's visitor, what kind of system will it become? Who knew that as soon as the door was opened, these brothers outside fell in coldly, like rolling gourds.

"Ahem, ahem!"

Huo Dongge's two coughs were completely angered by these apprentices, and there were guests there, not to mention giving the master a long face, but making him so embarrassed. I know that these apprentices are playful and harmless. Those who don't know think that he, a master and disciple, is not strict and deliberately connived.

Liu Congyun chuckled in his heart, and was almost angry and vomited blood by his brothers. Such a small thing arranged by the master, what should have been a long face, was messed up by these guys. He hurriedly opened his arms, covered these junior brothers and pushed them out, and shouted: "Go out quickly, I didn't see the master meeting guests, I don't have any education at all, let the little uncle laugh!" ”

Wang Mengxiong had already noticed when these people crept over to listen to the root of the wall, but what he and Huo Dongge said was frank and open, and there was nothing to avoid at the beginning, so he focused on drinking tea and pretended not to hear. But now these people are rolling into the house and performing the gourd brothers rolling all over the ground, and if they pretend not to see it, it will be an insult to Senior Brother Huo's IQ, so they followed Liu Congyun's words and said: "Don't buckle such a big hat, maybe these people have something important to say to Senior Brother Huo, and they happened to meet you to open the door, so that's why it's like this." Senior brother, don't be angry, ask them why they came! ”

The uneasy mood of several brothers and sisters was completely improved by Wang Mengxiong's words in a few words, although they were still worried about being punished afterwards, but now this shameful matter was exposed by this little uncle with a few words, and his favorability towards him rose by a brush.

Li Siyu is the senior brother among these people, not because of his good skills, but because he started earlier and was the oldest among these senior brothers. Seeing that the master was a little unhappy, he hurriedly explained: "Master, we just happened to hear outside that this little uncle is a closed disciple of the fifth master of the northern and southern heroes Du Xin, so we are happy to see Hunting Xinxi, and we plan to let Senior Brother Xu Fei and Uncle Xiao exchange their experience in martial arts." You must know that there are many martial arts sects, and the origin of national martial arts is spread, and being able to have the opportunity to communicate with other schools of boxing is in response to the saying that the stone of the mountain can attack jade. Therefore, I also ask the master to forgive the disciples for their rude behavior, let the little uncle give advice, and let the disciples broaden their horizons! ”

His words not only explained why he came here, but also said that a bottom-probing behavior was above board, but his eloquence was good, so that Huo Dongge, who wanted to lose his temper, had no idea where to start, and turned to look at Wang Mengxiong and said: "Senior brother, look, these disciples have said a simple martial arts competition so reasonably, and I can't bear to refuse as a master, so it is better for you to point your fingers at them, so as not to let them miss an opportunity for you to personally instruct." ”

Wang Mengxiong nodded and said yes, simply put down the teacup, got up and walked out. Huo Dongge saw that his junior brother was so refreshing, but he also secretly broke his heart, and had the heart to teach these arrogant apprentices a lesson, so he walked out and led Wang Mengxiong to the martial arts arena. As soon as those apprentices saw the play, they hurriedly gathered behind the master, and some familiar fellow disciples waved one after another, and after a while, they formed a big circle in the martial arts arena. Some coaches who are also Jingwu Sports Association heard that the closed disciples of the Natural Gate wanted to learn martial arts with the disciples of the Sports Association, and they also put down their things and rushed over as well.

Xu Fei, who was favored by everyone, wanted to try to play, but was stopped by Huo Dongge. "Your little ability, although it is good among your peers, is not a little worse than Senior Brother Wang. If you want to really learn something, let's go from the cloud. From the clouds, you are active, cheer up, and use all the skills you have learned, if you can let your uncle give you some guidance, it is enough to be used for life. ”

Wang Mengxiong also had the heart to try the skills that the Jingwu Sports Association could teach his apprentices, and he also knew that he couldn't compete with Senior Brother Huo in front of these people. If it is a heavy blow and it hurts Senior Brother Huo, it is a big deal to treat him with a golden needle. The key is to make him lose face in public, which is even more harmful than the injuries on his body.

Everyone gave up an open space, and some disciples spontaneously maintained order, and soon fell silent, all focusing on the two people in the center of the field.

Liu Congyun is the son of Huo Yuanjia's apprentice Liu Zhensheng, and he has been instructed by his father to learn the essence of Lost Trace Boxing since he was a child. After Huo Yuanjia was secretly poisoned by the Japanese and died, Huo Dongge followed Huo Yuanqing to the Jingwu Sports Association with his father's will, and Liu Congyun officially worshiped under Huo Dongge with his father's consent to learn the mysteries of Huo Jiaquan. With a family history and the ability to learn from the strengths of all families, his martial arts have been overtaken by latecomers, and he is firmly at the top of the list of second-generation disciples.

Wang Mengxiong knew that this Liu Congyun's national art level was probably the highest among these disciples, and he gradually paid attention to it in his heart. He is not afraid of losing, but thinking about how to defeat the opponent without hurting others. You must know that the national art at this time is not like the routine martial arts of later generations, just to strengthen the body. Now these national art sects teach killing techniques. Especially Du Xinwu, if he still had the idea of stopping when he followed Mr. Sun, it would not be the assassin who died, but himself.

Liu Congyun faced Wang Mengxiong, and did not dare to underestimate this kid at all, but instead put on a defensive frame of Lost Trace Boxing, not seeking merit but seeking no fault. Some knowledgeable teachers nodded their heads and cheered for his steadiness. It was Huo Dongge, and he couldn't help but praise a good boy in his heart, and he was quite proud.

To deal with this kind of turtle shell-like defense, Wang Mengxiong has his own way. He stood in a lunge with his feet in front and back, with one hand behind his back, and the other palm upward, buckled inward and said, "Come, Senior Nephew Liu, I'll let you have one hand!" ”

Liu Congyun is a teenager in the end, and he was stimulated by Wang Mengxiong's understated angry appearance that he couldn't hold his skills anymore, drank lowly, and his footsteps came up, circling around Wang Mengxiong, and his arms were waved quickly like a thousand arms to the important parts of his body.

Wang Mengxiong gently blocked with one arm, repelled all the attacks that were as dense as ghosts, and found an empty door at the right time to punch out, setting off a gust of wind that happened to stop at Liu Congyun's left ear. After blowing his hair to the right, he quickly retracted it, continued to block a few times, and then jumped out of the circle and waved his hand to stop the competition.