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"Hi Yang, why can't I always feel the qi and blood running that you said......

"Hehe, Yang, you're not Chinese kung fu, you're a butterfly step in boxing, oh my God, boxing like you is not allowed, it will kill people......"

In the small room, two shirtless teenagers were sweating, and although one of them was bald and purple, he kept punching the air like a madman.

Jabs, hooks, hooks, hand knives, small swings......

A series of simple and crude attack moves, rapidly changing.

It seems that it should be a combination of foreign boxing such as boxing, Muay Thai, jiu-jitsu and sanda in later generations, and after incorporating the Xingyi boxing and killing moves given to him by Li Cunyi, he is more inclined to the ruthless and vicious unrestricted fighting flow.

After continuous training, Yang Meng is now extremely proficient in using it quickly, although Ryan felt a little against the spirit of chivalry at first, but when he saw the simplicity and efficiency implied in those moves, he finally let go of his prejudices, and silently followed Yang Meng to constantly split, blend and summarize this extremely dangerous fighting technique.

WhewW......

Both of them were gasping violently, and the serious and even somewhat sacred expression on their faces made it hard to imagine that the punching technique of this move could take people's lives in an instant.

With Lane's close protection, Yang Meng, who kicked Rice's knee, not only did not receive a scolding from Father Pierce, but made him more free inside and outside the church, and sometimes even without Lane's company, he was now able to move freely in the British-occupied area.

A few days ago, the competition made this small Chinese the hottest topic of the British army, although some people had doubts about whether Yang Meng was the so-called 'boxer', but after seeing Father Pierce's words, this initial suspicion was completely strangled in the cradle, and when Yang Meng ignored the bruises on his body and learned British boxing with those veterans, he finally gradually integrated into this large barracks.

These coalition bandits are afraid of those boxers who don't want to die, and martial arts masters who know magic, but they are not afraid of a yellow-skinned monkey who humbly learns boxing from them, and at the same time, they also want to see again how a small man like Yang Meng can defeat an opponent who is much taller than him.

Defeating the strong with the weak has been a favorite topic of men since ancient times, not to mention that many people in the British army have learned jiu-jitsu from Japanese instructors.

The yellow race is inherently inherently inadequate to stand up to the whites, but their wisdom and historical heritage make up for it.

"Now that the defenses in the city are gradually slackening, do you want to find an opportunity to take the master and them out of the capital......

After completing today's exercise task, Yang Meng slowly stood up in the three-body pose, constantly adjusted his breathing to correct his pile technique, and slowly felt the flow of qi and blood in his body again, so that the heat that could not be dispersed gradually became restrained.

Ryan was a little envious, but he was not discouraged, in the days of studying with Yang Meng, the most valuable gain was that he taught himself how to use other people's skills to constantly strengthen himself.

Lane was not without suspicion of Yang Meng, but he would never expose him, for a teenager of the same age, he and his country already owed them too much China.

"Yang, after two days and after the army has withdrawn some more, I will send you out of Beijing......"

Yang Meng was a little stunned, and at the same time felt very puzzled.

These days of contact made him know that Ryan, who was also an orphan, was very eager for true friendship and love for martial arts, but he didn't expect Ryan to be willing to let him leave, you know, he didn't learn all the martial arts on his body.

"I don't want to leave ...... to be fed and clothed here."

Yang Meng felt a little ashamed in his heart, and stood on the stump with his eyes closed, revealing his habitual smirk.

Ryan also smiled, he was now finally sure that Yang Meng was not stupid, not only not stupid, but also very smart.

"Yang, you're my friend...... Brothers...... Master...... I won't harm you, I have learned a lot from you, including the method of learning, and with this method, I believe that I can also learn kung fu from more people in the future......"

Seeing Yang Meng silent, Ryan couldn't help but smile even more happily, "I don't care if you are a disciple or not, I don't care if you are a bandit or not, I only know that you are my friend, my country has invaded you, and our soldiers have violated the Lord and the chivalry that they were once proud of, so I hope to set you free, if we meet again in the distant future, at that time, I will definitely always follow you......"

Yang Meng slowly lowered his head, feeling a trace of warmth in his heart, no matter what kind of era or what kind of country, there will always be a small group of people who can put aside the hatred between the people and races for the sake of their ideals, and they can't imagine that this young man who loves knight novels can really achieve the chivalry of justice, glory, mercy and other chivalry that only a knight can have.

"Thank you......"

Ryan blinked and grinned, "You're welcome, you'll have to wait for the opportunity, but, I just appeared, and it turns out that you can understand English completely......"

Belch............

When people look forward to the favor of opportunities every day, it is often easy to pass by opportunities, but when people calm down, they will have existing opportunities that even the goddess of fate cannot guess.

"Yang, I heard that there was a Boxer bandit on the road in the morning, and one person killed more than 20 coalition soldiers with his bare hands, do you think this kind of thing is credible?"

Yang Meng nodded, and said to Ryan with a solemn face: "Believe me, when you completely practice the Xingyi Fist I handed over to you, you can also do this, in fact, I have actually only learned a little bit, I have personally seen my master and senior brother, all in a very short period of time, do this......"

Ryan was a little shocked, but also a little excited, "It turns out that the actual combat boxing you taught me is so powerful, the whole city is under martial law in the afternoon, and the commander of the coalition forces sent several spear teams to hunt down the boxers, and I want to find an opportunity to send you out when the time comes......"

"What if someone else shows up?"

"It doesn't matter, as long as my uncle is not angry, no one can touch the nephew of the English bishop, not even the French bishop, Fr. Fan Guoliang......"

"Master, I heard the British say that in the morning, someone bumped into a foreign devil ** woman in the Dongdan archway, and killed more than 20 people with his bare hands in a rage, but just now the senior brother told me, I knew that the person who shot was probably Cheng Shibo of the Bagua Gate, and now the foreign devils in the city are searching for the murderer on a large scale, and it is said that there are two spear teams that seem to be going in the direction of Hebo Factory......"

"What?!"

Li Cunyi's face sank, he suddenly stood up from the kang, touched the straight-backed single knife beside him and thrust it behind his back, and hurriedly strode out: "Inform the senior brother to contact the friends of the Jingmen martial arts, and save your ......Uncle Cheng no matter what."

Before the words fell, the old man's feet were beating like a spring, and the powerful force made the old man's spine like a long dragon turning over, and the Xingyi lunge, which should have been straight, looked really as powerful as a crossbow crash, and after a few jumps, it disappeared from everyone's sight with the iron-footed Buddha Shang Yunxiang.

"Senior brother, you are not familiar with the road conditions, it is not too late to hurry slowly, Yaoting, you organize other senior brothers, inform those seniors of the martial arts, I will also go first......"

Ignoring Yang Meng, who had just escaped from the British barracks in disguise, Hao Enguang instructed Chen Yaoting, picked up the ash pole spear by the wall and hurriedly chased him out.

At the same time, Cheng Tinghua, the head of gossip who had just gotten the news, had fallen into the siege of devils.

Although Cheng Lao's movements after saving people were fast enough and hidden, he didn't expect to be still blocked in the alley by foreign devils with spears, he knew in his heart that this was the way led by those traitors, otherwise, the foreign devils would not have found his alley directly in the huge inner city.

Speaking of Cheng Tinghua, he is definitely a man of the year in Beijing, weak crown is good at wrestling, at the age of twenty-eight he devoted himself to the Bagua Gate founder Dong Haichuan, after not only the essence of the palm, but also the more unfathomable the kung fu, less than forty years old to practice to the peak of the dark strength of the realm, the muscles of the whole body are exercised like a cow tendon crossbow, to the age of fifty then into the stage of strength, the two palms switch like a cow roll tongue, the palm can open the tablet and break the stone, once on behalf of the teacher to assist the capital with the door after learning for many years, in Chongwen Men set up a field to teach the Bagua palm scenery is the same.

Li Cunyi's Baguazhang was learned from Cheng Tinghua at the beginning, and the two can be said to be teachers and friends, only because Li Cunyi's Xingyi Kung Fu has reached its peak and his reputation is similar to Cheng Tinghua's, so Cheng Tinghua introduced him to Dong Haichuan to learn the secret boxing trick of Baguazhang, which is why Li Cunyi heard that Cheng Tinghua was in trouble, regardless of the danger that he was still wanted, he rushed to Cheng Tinghua's hiding place in the chaotic capital with a single knife.

There are still relatives, friends and neighbors in the optical store, of course Cheng Lao will not choose to fight the enemy behind closed doors, hearing the foreign gun team side by side in the alley slowly touching the door, the fifty-two-year-old Baguazhang master quietly sticks his palms to the inside of the black wooden door, and his feet are kicked, and the strength of his whole body bursts out like a torrent.

Bang!

With a loud bang, the palm-thick wooden door suddenly shattered and split into dozens of pieces, and in a blink of an eye, it exploded outward like a flying knife and iron branches......

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