Losing the opportunity to go out to study with Ip Man, Bruce Lee felt unfair, and the bark of the big tree at the entrance of Wing Chun Hall was broken by him.

Ning An was sitting behind Bruce Lee, and at this time he really didn't expect that the frizzy boy in front of him would become the greatest martial artist in the world in the future.

Not long after, there was suddenly another person beside Ning An, this person had a yellow face and thin muscles, and a thin body, but from his eyes, Ning An knew that this person had practiced martial arts!

"Yellow Boy! It turned out to be him! This person can be said to be Bruce Lee's lifelong enemy, of course, in the film, in reality, this person is fictional! ”

Like Ning An, the yellow-skinned boy just looked at Bruce Lee quietly, constantly venting his negative emotions on a big tree.

The disciples were worried that something would happen to Bruce Lee, and they ran to the door to see Bruce Lee venting to the big tree, but when they saw Ning An sitting behind him, they all went back with their own understanding.

A few days later, Ning An and Bruce Lee watched Ip Man embark on a ship to Taiwan, and on the way back, Bruce Lee was obviously a little lost...

"Senior brother, do you think there is any way to improve the actual combat ability as soon as possible?" Bruce Lee asked with his head down.

Ning An knew that why Bruce Lee was so desperate to have strong force was because he was always insulted and abused by those white people in the aristocratic school, and was often bullied by them together.

"It's still the same sentence, one is to practice the basic skills, and the other is to learn from others!" Senior Brother shrugged his shoulders, how could there be a shortcut to martial arts?

"Eh, senior brother, can you have a fight with me?"

Bruce Lee's fighting spirit was boiling, but he was still splashed with cold water by the senior brother: "Haha! The master handed over so many apprentices to me, I have to greet them, but I don't have time to practice with you! But with your kung fu, you can practice with your little brother! ”

Bruce Lee was immediately blindsided, this is too contemptible! I have been practicing in Wing Chun Tong for more than a month, and with the foundation I laid when I was a child, I will never have a draw with a fourteen-year-old child!

"I'll tell you, don't underestimate our little junior brother, okay, I still have something for you to practice first!"

Senior Brother shook his head, Ning An, this kid is simply a non-human, since he practiced martial arts, his muscles and bones are strong, and he has entered the realm like flying, I heard that cultivation is already the peak of Ming Jin... Regardless of whether Bruce Lee believes it or not, the senior brother walked in front of the others and pointed out their mistakes.

"Come on, I don't believe it, if I break the master, I'll scold me!" Bruce Lee pouted.

Touching his nose, Bruce Lee didn't plan to try it with Ning An, and continued to punch and kick the wooden stake...

"Senior Brother Xiaolong, Master has been away for a while, and no one has cooked for me, can I come to your house for dinner?" Ning An blinked his eyes and asked with hope.

"Okay, but you have to tell me everything the master taught you!"

Bruce Lee is not a loser, he was fooled by Ning An that day, he knew that this little junior brother had goods in his stomach, but he had been asking him about his face badly, and now that Ning An sent it to the door himself, he naturally brought it up.

"No problem, I have to ask my aunt to make me something delicious, preferably braised pork!"

"OK, let's go!"

In the past few days, Bruce Lee's entry is not so obvious, coupled with his impatience, he is even more impetuous, and he is planning to see if he can gain something from Ning An.

As he was walking, he met Bruce Lee's classmate, who was Ah Lin, who opened a fish stall at home, this person Ning An knew that he had been silently helping Bruce Lee, especially in terms of homework! Bruce Lee was able to fail only four subjects, all thanks to him!

The three of them walked together, talking and laughing, but somehow, Bruce Lee thought of some martial arts confusion again, picked up his clothes and threw them into the sky, and flew with a kick...

Coincidentally, Xiaolong's clothes happened to fall on the head of a passing person, who calmly took Bruce Lee's clothes away from his head and threw them at Bruce Lee's feet like garbage.

"I'm sorry..."Bruce Lee sneered, and after apologizing, he found that this person was the yellow-skinned boy who had seen himself vent before, and he was already angry, and this person looked like his eyes were above the top, and Bruce Lee had a temper.

"Heh, why do you have trouble with your own clothes?" The yellow-skinned boy said calmly.

"What does this have to do with you, can you control it?" Bruce Lee pointed at the yellow-skinned boy, his chin raised high, and he didn't care at all.

The yellow-skinned boy looked at Bruce Lee quietly, and did not speak, but just looked disdainful, which angered Bruce Lee even more, and he couldn't see others looking at him with this kind of gaze! Just like a foreigner!

"What are you looking at?"

"Look what's wrong with you!"

"Don't accept it, practice?"

"Practice practice, practice!"

Ning An's eyes were straight, are these two guys really from Xiangjiang, this kung fu of pulling hatred is simply too powerful...

Not to mention copying the knife, Bruce Lee put on a basic Wing Chun move, but he didn't expect that the yellow-skinned boy also had kung fu, and a move by the Wang family kicked out so that Bruce Lee didn't dare to move.

Bruce Lee punched a straight punch, the yellow-skinned boy took a step back, reflexively was a kick, and the next moment it was like wind and rain, the yellow-skinned boy held the ground with one hand, his body fell forty-five degrees, one kick after another, the speed was amazingly fast, Bruce Lee could only passively accept the move.

The yellow-skinned boy was unforgiving, kicking five times in a row, and Bruce Lee took more than a dozen steps back, this is not over, the yellow-skinned boy did not give Bruce Lee a chance to breathe at all, and it was another high kick, Bruce Lee's body leaned, his knees sank slightly, and this foot rubbed Bruce Lee's scalp.

At this time, Bruce Lee's eyes lit up, the yellow boy opened the door wide, and he was thinking about a heavy punch, but he didn't expect that the yellow boy had expected it, and he turned around and not only dodged this punch, but flew and kicked Bruce Lee in the chest!

Bang!

Bruce Lee flew out and sat two or three meters away, in a trance, Alin was dumbfounded, all this happened between lightning and flint, in his eyes, the powerful Bruce Lee was defeated.

Ning An nodded, the kung fu on the legs of this yellow-skinned boy is really good, it is worthy of the feet of the Wang family, Bruce Lee just has no experience in dealing with it.

"Boy, let's go back and practice for another two years! Don't be angry with your clothes, young people don't be too arrogant..."

After finishing speaking, he shook his hand behind his back, pretending to be a master, and planned to leave, leaving only Bruce Lee's back.

"Haha! If you are not angry, you can call young people! ”

A voice suddenly appeared in everyone's ears, and a small figure stopped in front of the yellow-skinned boy, blocking his way, it was Ning An!

"What, you're not convinced, little brat?"

The yellow-skinned boy smiled, his courage was commendable, but Ning An's small body, still wanted to give Bruce Lee a head? It's ridiculous!

"The people who beat us in Wing Chun want to leave like this, do you think it's possible?" Ning An said coldly.

The yellow-skinned boy is just like Bruce Lee, he is aggressive, he sits behind Bruce Lee on weekdays, watching him get angry at a tree, he was going to compete with Bruce Lee, and today is just taking the opportunity.

For Bruce Lee, this is just a fight, but for Ning An, this is a provocation, Ning An started first, and it stands to reason that he should be a senior brother!

But why does everyone in Wing Chun Tong call Ning An a little junior brother? It's not that Master doesn't value him, it's that Master attaches too much importance to him! Ning An called Master Ip Man, that is a teacher for one day and a father for life!

Changing to someone else may be peaceful, but on Ning An, it is absolutely impossible to reveal it, this is the honor of Wing Chun Tong!

"Senior Brother Xiaolong is not young, he is not angry, what you said doesn't count, we Wing Chun Tong people are not what you want to fight!"

Ning An said coldly.

"Little junior brother, I'm fine, you can't beat him, I'll definitely beat him up in the future! Let's go back first..."Although Bruce Lee was arrogant, he also panicked when he saw Ning An rushing forward.

He had heard these senior brothers say that Ning An was the master's treasure, and he must not be allowed to have an accident, the person who practiced martial arts was not restrained, and the little junior brother would definitely make that person angry if he said this!

"Little rabbit, has the hair grown? Come out and shout to teach me a lesson, or go back to your mother to breastfeed, and talk about it in a few years! ”

At this time, Bruce Lee was angry, and he couldn't wait to get up and fight with this yellow-skinned boy, but this kick was very heavy, and it was estimated that he would have to raise it for a week...

Noisy!

Ning An's speed exploded, and he was even a few points faster than the yellow-skinned boy, although the yellow-skinned boy was a little martial artistic, but he was very unsuccessful in life, and there was no need to reason with him at all.

Strength speaks!

"Although the feet of the Wang family are powerful, but you have not practiced at home, our Wing Chun boxing is to pay attention to the close fighting, close combat, and special control of your Wang feet!"

The yellow-skinned boy took a step back, wanting to distance himself, but he didn't expect that Ning An's body was only a fist away from him!

An inch fist erupted, such a close distance, if you want to mobilize the strength of the whole body, you have to inch fist, and Ning An has already practiced the inch fist to a certain level, and the strength of the peak of Ming Jin exploded, and the yellow-skinned boy was suddenly beaten away by Ning An...

"Boy, let's go back and practice, young people don't be too arrogant!"

The yellow-skinned boy almost spat out a mouthful of old blood, isn't this what he just said? I didn't expect it to come back to me in the blink of an eye.

The most terrifying thing is that he was knocked down by a half-old child, looking at this child's attainments, Wing Chun kung fu is not shallow, and he has already been on the body!

"You... Who are you? ”

"Wing Chun, Ning An!"

"Little Wang Ba Ning'an?"

The yellow-skinned boy was stunned for a moment, obviously having heard of Ning An's name, but he didn't expect to be very old.

"I'm knocking! You're the little king! I'm the little overlord Ning'an! Ning An was furious! Is it tolerable or unbearable!

"Hey! Calm down, calm down! Ah Lin hurry up and grab the little junior brother, don't let him beat the yellow-skinned boy to death..."

Bruce Lee was shocked, when was it his turn to persuade others to calm down...

When he first started, Ning An often followed behind a group of brothers to show off his might, and many brothers liked to call Ning An Xiaobawang.

Somehow, this name spread to other people's ears, and the yellow-skinned boy obviously knew something, but he didn't remember it clearly, and blurted out that it was Xiao Wang Ba...

Kicked a few more feet on this yellow-skinned boy, Ning An can be regarded as a relief from the hatred in his heart, how can he say that this person is also a person from the Wang Family Martial Arts Hall, and he can't fight too hard!

"Get out!"

The yellow-skinned boy slipped away and ran away with his tail between his legs...

Bruce Lee and Alin were dumbfounded, what kind of child is this, it's just a hungry wolf in human skin!

"What, Senior Brother Xiaolong, can't you imagine how I can have this strength?"

"Ah, little junior brother, you surprised me so much..."

Just now, he was an invincible strongman in Bruce Lee's eyes, but in the blink of an eye, he was knocked down by the little junior brother he had always looked down on, and the gap was simply too big...

"What is this, I'll go back and teach you... But you'll have to ask Auntie to cook me more good food! ”

"No problem!"

Bruce Lee was really excited, and there were originally some coping options, but now at this time, it was completely out of sincerity!