Wu Jun rushed to the park as fast as he could, and he was slightly relieved to see that there was no real fight.

However, he was still a little strange, he knew Fang Heng's character very well, and he had almost never seen him get angry with anyone, let alone fight in public.

It seems that the person who contradicted him this time should have done something more excessive.

This is not because Fang Heng is his own person, so he will have preconceived prejudices.

Walking closer, Wu Jun saw Fang Heng confronting a young man in the crowd, this young man was half a head taller than him, with a faint look of mockery on his face.

Sun Ling saw that there was nothing wrong, so he didn't squeeze into the crowd, he was taller and burlier, and he could see clearly when he stood on the outside.

And a person of his status will not easily interfere with this kind of thing.

However, Sun Li was a little nervous, because she saw Hou Yongping standing behind Fang Heng, looking on guard, like a fierce tiger that could pounce at any time.

She didn't know how powerful Hou Yongping was, but the last time the master dared to let him go undercover, he must not be an ordinary person.

If he does, things can be very bad.

"Don't worry, it looks like it's a fight. Sun Ling said, "Many young people like this thing now. ”

Although Wu Jun rarely gets involved in these things of young people, he is not a real bun, and he still knows what Dou Wu is.

It's just that judging from Fang Heng's appearance, this doesn't look like a fight, and the cockfight is almost the same.

So he stepped forward and asked softly, "What's the matter?"

Fang Heng said the matter angrily, and Wu Jun couldn't help but look at the old man Fang of the Xilin Dance King on the side.

Sure enough, as he expected, Fang Heng saw that the road was uneven.

There is no shortage of people in this world who want to step on other people's heads and climb up on their own, because it is faster and more efficient.

So there is a saying that there are many people who are popular.

It's not just because of envy, jealousy and hatred, but stepping on these "red" people, it can be easier to attract people's attention.

"Let's go. ”

Wu Jun patted Fang Heng on the shoulder, it was enough to stand up and speak up for Uncle Fang, and there was no need to get involved in causing trouble.

As for the insult Fang Heng said, Wu Jun didn't think it was much.

Hip-hop originated in the streets, and there are several genres. Some of them are born with some ruffianism, and the core of them is to drag and cool and hang, boast and narcissism, and belittle their opponents.

This kind of diss culture is like this, the more arrogant and hanging, the more scolding people are, the more people cheer them.

Although Li Qi's two sections are not at the same level, they are still within the normal range.

"But Master, he ......"

Wu Jun frowned slightly, it seems that this kid's obsession this time is very deep.

As his disciple, although he doesn't need to be endured without a bottom line, it is not a good phenomenon to be angry with others in such trivial matters.

But soon he figured it out, Fang Heng was just an ordinary young man now, and the people he had been in contact with for a long time at home were very good people like him, and it was normal to be a little angry.

Therefore, it cannot be blocked at this time, and it is better to be sparse than blocked.

So he asked, "Are you still not convinced?"

Fang Heng nodded.

"That's fine, you can beat him the same way. ”

"But I won't. Fang Heng lowered his head and said, if he knew this, would he have to wait until now?

"And what do you want, expect me to help you?"

Fang Heng was silent, in fact, he didn't know what to do now, but he just felt panicked in his heart.

"You wait a minute. ”

Wu Jun quickly walked to a place where there was no one nearby, took out the Heavenly Master's sneakers from the Heavenly Master's pocket, and then brought them to Fang Heng.

"You have two choices now," Wu Jun said solemnly to Fang Heng, "These shoes are mine, you can dance when you wear him, and you can definitely defeat this guy." You can choose to wear it and then go and win your opponent and avenge your idol very decently. ”

Fang Heng was overjoyed when he heard this, looking at the shoes in Wu Jun's hand, his heart was slightly excited.

Master still has such an amazing thing?

"The second option," Wu Jun continued, "you don't use the ability of these shoes, rely on your own ability to fight him, then you may lose." But what I'm trying to say is that sometimes losing isn't a bad thing, and it makes you realize your shortcomings.

"Whether you rely on help to get a round of applause, or rely on hard work to earn respect, it's all up to you. ”

Fang Heng looked at Wu Jun in a daze, and only after a long time did he say, "Master...... I ......"

"Don't think too much about it," Wu Jun said, "you just need to follow your heart, no matter what you choose, I will still treat you like before." ”

"It's not Master, what I want to say is, I don't understand much what you just said to win applause and respect......

Wu Jun glanced at him angrily, it seems that this kid is going to go to class with Da Hei, it doesn't seem to work, he may not be able to understand what Da Hei is learning now.

"You just say you can't wear it, right?"

Fang Heng hesitated for a moment: "Master, you don't have foot foot, right?"

Wu Jun: ......

"Master, I still don't wear it. ”

Wu Jun was a little regretful, it seemed that the hi dance function of this shoe was really useless, in fact, he still wanted Fang Heng to try the effect.

"But Master, can I use the kung fu that Uncle Hou taught me to compare with him?"

"These are the skills you have learned, they belong to you, and of course you can use them. ”

"Thank you, master. ”

With Wu Jun's permission, Fang Heng regained his confidence in an instant.

When I learned boxing with Uncle Hou before, Uncle Hou repeatedly taught that the purpose of practicing martial arts is to strengthen the body and protect the family and defend the country, not to fight hooligans.

That's why in the face of Li Qi's provocation just now, he was so helpless.

Now that Master doesn't restrict him, then he doesn't have this concern.

So he strode in front of Li Qi: "Hey, you, do you dare to dance with me?"

Li Qi looked back disdainfully and said, "You don't have this qualification." ”

"Whether you are qualified or not, it's not up to you to decide. ”

Fang Heng stabbed as he spoke, tore his shirt and the T-shirt inside to shreds, and threw his backhand into the air, revealing an extremely strong muscle.

"Wow...... Handsome!"

"I really didn't see it just now, this muscle is amazing!"

"Hehe, young man," Uncle Fang, who was originally the protagonist of the incident, didn't know where to get out, and praised happily, "Not bad, it's a bit of Lao Tzu's style back then." ”

As soon as Uncle Fang appeared, Sun Ling, who was "watching" the battle on the periphery, suddenly became very weird, and he stopped talking.

And Sun Li, who had already squeezed into the front row, suddenly turned red, and her eyes widened and said, "Grandpa?"

Wu Jun was also shocked by his grandfather, wouldn't it, this old man who looks extremely sassy is actually Sun Li's grandfather?

Isn't this Xilin City too small, you can meet acquaintances everywhere you go?

"Granddaughter, weren't you imprisoned by your brother, why did you run out?" Uncle Fang beckoned to Sun Li happily, "Come here, grandpa will teach you to dance." ”

Sun Li couldn't wait to find a hole to get into, she didn't know that her grandfather's retirement life was so colorful.

But learn to dance with him...... Forget it, she can't afford to lose this person!

She looked back at her brother, and found that there was still his shadow there, and she didn't know where he had slipped away.

Here, the old man Fang happily walked to Sun Li's side to "recognize his relatives", and Fang Heng over there had already begun to move.

He can't dance, but he can box, a set of Shaolin long punches to fight heartily, fists and feet.

Hou Yongping watched from the side, very satisfied, this kid's punches are getting better and better, and he has surpassed him.

However, the other young people present were confused.

Didn't you say that it was a good fighting dance, why did it suddenly become a street performer?

Although many Chinese people have a martial arts dream, it does not mean that everyone will like to watch martial arts performances.

Not for anything else, because it's too old-fashioned, it's not good to see and useless, and there are no special effects like in TV and movies, it's not cool at all, and it looks even more boring.

How many young people go to see traditional martial arts now?

Fang Heng's set of long punches was quickly finished, his face did not change and his heart did not beat, he stood there majestically and did not move, his momentum was like a mountain.

But no one in the crowd cheered for him, the old people couldn't understand it, and the young people didn't think so.

"What, am I qualified now?" Fang Heng asked.

Li Qi couldn't laugh or cry, this stupid boy has something wrong with his brain, he actually punched during the dance?

Wait, are you going to have a chest rock?

This is simply a bull's head and a horse's mouth, isn't it a thing, how can it be compared?

People in small places just don't have knowledge, and their ability to understand is really indescribable.

"Forget it," Li Qi shook his head and waved his hand, "I don't have the same knowledge as a layman like you." ”

Fang Heng frowned, he knew that dance and martial arts were not the same, they were not comparable.

But can't he help it?

So he smiled indifferently and pulled out the posture again, another set of Shaolin desperate legs.

The difficulty of this leg method was much higher than the long fist just now, Fang Heng's legs were strong and powerful, fast as lightning, and when they kicked in the air, they seemed to be able to make a sound.

Sun Ling, who was watching from a distance, couldn't help but look solemn.

The layman looks at the bustle, and the insider looks at the doorway.

Purely from the perspective of martial arts, Master Wu's little apprentice is not a fist embroidered leg, but has comprehended the essence of this leg method, which is fierce and very lethal.

He secretly made a comparison in his heart, not to mention the few guards who had been following him, even if he played in person, he might not be able to please him at his feet.

The apprentices are so powerful, what about the master?

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but look at Wu Jun, this young master, it seemed that there were still many secrets he didn't know.

"Good!"

After Fang Heng's set of leg strokes, this time Old Man Fang took the lead in applauding, and some of the surrounding uncles and aunts also cheered loudly, and even some young people began to applaud Fang Heng.

Although Li Qi still put on a look of "I am not the same type as you, and I don't know you in general", he also felt a little uncomfortable in his heart.

Because he keenly felt that everyone's eyes had begun to shift to this little brother of washing, cutting and blowing, and he and a few of his companions were standing there a bit like fools.

"One more!"

Fang Heng moved his body, and his interest also rose.

Nangong Tong back boxing, various pictographic boxing, drunken boxing...... One set by another, the fight is smooth and magnificent.

Hou Yongping saw that he was happy to fight, so he also threw off his clothes twice and fought with him.

The more people there are, the more momentum there is, Uncle Fang has the heart to join in the fun, but he can't box, and his heart is itching like a cat's claw.

"Where's your brother?"

"Hiding over there. Sun Li pointed in Sun Ling's direction and betrayed her brother mercilessly.

"Bunny. ”

Old Man Fang ran to Sun Ling with a smoke: "What are you hiding here?"

Sun Ling's face froze: "Grandpa, I didn't hide." ”

"Hmph, I don't know you yet?" Old Man Fang's eyes widened, "Quick, you and a few rabbit cubs under your command will give Lao Tzu a fist." ”

Sun Ling almost choked on a mouthful of saliva.

He knew that there was nothing good for his grandfather in this state, so he hid far away, but he didn't want to be betrayed by a traitor, so he was arrested.

"Grandpa, I'm the head of the regiment......"

Old Man Fang interrupted him mercilessly: "You are a grandson!"