The more the yellow-skinned boy fights, the more frightened he becomes!

Before he could make a move, Bruce Lee's attack arrived, and even if he made a move, Bruce Lee was ready to resist in an instant.

"How about the yellow-skinned boy, don't you still admit defeat?"

Bruce Lee waved his sleeves, his hands behind his back, obviously with the bearing of a grandmaster, and the yellow-skinned boy was sweating profusely and looking around with a pair of eyes, not knowing what to think.

Bruce Lee's words made the yellow-skinned boy very angry, even if he was killed by Bruce Lee on the spot, it was impossible to admit defeat, so he continued to punch.

"What's the big deal, don't pretend to be a grandmaster to teach me, you're a fart!"

The yellow-skinned boy scolded, Bruce Lee almost spurted out a mouthful of old blood, he was really kind to treat him as a donkey's liver and lungs, this kind of person, if you don't give him an honest, he won't respect you.

Bruce Lee was about to make a move, but the yellow-skinned boy took out a piece of paper and a box from the side, and said to Bruce Lee: "We sign a contract of life and death, even if we die, we can't complain about others, do you dare?" ”

Bruce Lee's figure was stunned, it seems that this is a real joke, the yellow-skinned boy would rather be beaten to death than admit defeat, but when things come to this point, it is impossible for Bruce Lee to back down, and he signed a life and death contract at the moment.

The yellow-skinned boy smiled with satisfaction, pointed at Bruce Lee and said, "You are worthy of being my enemy, you still look like a man today!" ”

Ning An saw the yellow-skinned boy die in a trick, and he really felt unworthy for him, and Bruce Lee's realm was not as low as before, and his temper was not so hot, otherwise he would have to be beaten to death ten years ago.

"Okay, you can use whatever you want!" Bruce Lee said impatiently, not taking the yellow-skinned boy in his eyes at all.

"You're looking for death!"

And the yellow-skinned boy couldn't see Bruce Lee like this the most, and he worked hard to attack Bruce Lee, but unfortunately Bruce Lee's Jeet Kune Do was a great success, and the offense and defense were integrated, how could the yellow-skinned boy, who had not even touched the strength, be imaginable.

A punch hit the yellow boy in the ribs, Bruce Lee used a force on his feet, picked the yellow boy in the air, and kicked the yellow boy with twelve points of strength, and suddenly the yellow boy spit out a mouthful of blood like a kite with a broken string.

Raising his head with difficulty, the yellow-skinned boy had no power to resist at this time, Bruce Lee jumped out with an arrow, and was about to punch out, when he suddenly yelled at the referee on the side: "Why don't you stop shouting!" ”

The referee next to him was already dumbfounded, looking at Bruce Lee's eyes full of admiration, and when he heard this, he reacted and hurriedly announced that Bruce Lee had won.

It is impossible for Bruce Lee to attack someone who has no power to resist, and with the announcement of the referee, Bruce Lee won the game without the slightest joy, only the yellow boy sat on the ground alone with a blank gaze.

Half a sound before reaching out and touching his forehead, put it in front of his eyes and saw that the red one was the finger of Bruce Lee's handprint just now on his head.

"It's ridiculous, I tried my best to not even touch Bruce Lee's fingers, I didn't lose unjustly!"

This pair of old enemies finally understood all the grievances, and Bruce Lee got out of the troubled yellow boy, and also understood the gap with Bruce Lee.

……

Three months later, Bruce Lee finally completed the filming of the game of death, and the ancient prophecy was not reflected in Bruce Lee, and no bad luck came.

After completing the filming in the United States, Bruce Lee rushed to Xiangjiang as soon as possible, and this was the first time Bruce Lee paid homage since Ip Man's death.

"You're here!"

Bruce Lee never thought that he was in Ip Man, and now he has seen his little junior brother Ning An, and it seems that he has been waiting for him like this.

"Senior brother, why are you here?"

Ning An did wait here, but he didn't wait here all day, Bruce Lee went to Xiangjiang as soon as possible, Ning An received the news, and Ning An also knew why Bruce Lee came.

"I told you that Master wants to see you for the last time, why don't you come? And I'm not your junior brother now, I'm the master of Wing Chun! ”

In the past ten years, it is not only the time for Ning An to learn national arts, but also the ten years of changes in Bruce Lee's life, although there is no Ning An, Bruce Lee is still brilliant, but after all, it is still a tragedy, Ning An asked himself, there is no place to live Bruce Lee.

"Division... Door master, you also know that senior brother and they don't want me to come to see the master, how can I embarrass you? The master is kind to me, I ......"

Bruce Lee almost choked up and said, Ning An's head softened, and he looked at Bruce Lee nailly, not saying anything.

"I didn't help you, in the past two years, you have also established yourself in Hollywood, and you are worthy of our Wing Chun Tong people, and Master is very happy to see it."

Needless to say, Bruce Lee's ability can reach a very high height even if Ning An does not intervene.

Ning An still worshiped Ip Man by Bruce Lee after all, and then the two returned to Wing Chun Hall, a place full of memories for Bruce Lee.

Close the door and turn away all visitors.

Bruce Lee couldn't help but ask, "Little junior brother, do you have something to tell me?" ”

To be honest, Bruce Lee had never seen Ning An so solemn as he did today, as if he saw the shadow of Ip Man in him.

"Before I say anything else, I'd like to ask you to do me a favor." Ning An said.

Bruce Lee had a smile on his face, since the little junior brother still let himself help him, it means that there is still room for relaxation in all this.

Wait a minute, patting his chest, Bruce Lee promised.

Ning Ancai said: "I once told Master that you are a professional in making a movie about him, no matter how much money you invest, I will do it, right?" ”

It turned out to be this problem, Bruce Lee had nothing to hesitate about, making a movie was as simple as eating and drinking water for him, and there was no problem at all.

"Okay, I'm very happy that you agreed to this request, then I'll say something else, don't be upset."

Bruce Lee was sitting precariously and listening to Ning An.

"When Master and his old man passed away, let me pick up the burden of Wing Chun, and I won't hide it from you, in fact, Master has always regarded me as a closed disciple."

Bruce Lee was not surprised by this, he had already seen from Ning An that he was different from others, there were some things that other disciples would not, and he would not, but Ning An alone would, and he had already explained everything.

Bruce Lee was about to say something, but Ning An interrupted: "I know you are very confused, why did I teach you all the things that Master cares about, I won't say much about these, you just need to know, I am about to leave, after I leave, I hope you can sit in this position for me!" ”

Bruce Lee was puzzled and asked, "Where are you going, junior brother, you are a closed disciple of the master, what is the big deal until you come back." ”

Ning An shook his head: "If I leave, I'm afraid I won't be able to come back for the rest of my life!" ”

"Senior brother!"

Bruce Lee was anxious and stood up all of a sudden, but Ning An looked calm and light, and motioned for Bruce Lee to sit down.

"I know that you are in a hurry to make a movie, you want to promote Chinese martial arts to the world, and now you have basically done all of this, but have you ever thought that the martial arts you are pursuing now is the pinnacle of martial arts?"

Bruce Lee was stunned, he had also thought about it in the past two years, since he perfected the theory of martial arts, there was indeed no one worth making his own move, and Bruce Lee faintly felt that this was the pinnacle.

Ning An said in a deep voice: "Master told me before he died, there is Dan Jin above Hua Jin, and Dan Jin is another world!" ”

"Impossible!"

"I'm Dan Jin too!"