The head shook his head and said, "No, no." Performance? Are you putting on a show? You are martial arts, and you are a murderer. It's an insult to say that the performance is insulting to you, and I'm already very sorry for my ancestors and ancestors for letting you participate in various competitions in the past few years. Don't go, son, come here. ”

Lixia walked over slowly and stood in front of the master.

"Son, you haven't forgotten the few sets of movements I taught you, have you?" The head said.

"Sixty-nine, right? I haven't forgotten. Lixia said.

The bearded man on the side said anxiously when he heard this: "Senior brother in charge, this sixty-nine style is a secret technique. You passed it on to the second young master, it's not appropriate. ”

The head of the house said with an unchanged face: "You are called the second young master, what do you think is wrong?" It was supposed to be handed over to the eldest young master, but unfortunately my son didn't have one. This is the last one, who am I not passing on to him? ”

"It's the boss." The bearded man nodded his head and made a gesture of apology.

"Let's go down first, and everyone in the hall will add an extra chicken leg to celebrate in the evening. You have to know that it was almost all luck that you were able to win this time, and the draw allowed you to reach the finals before you met the seeded players of the Golden Nation. If you don't have so much luck in advance, it's just a few days and a plug of infighting. You can let go of your fists and kicks, go ahead. Performing or something is an insult to you, remember it. The head said.

"Thank you." Senior Brother Han also immediately arched his hand.

"Alright, let's go down. Why stay here any longer? The head said.

The bearded man pulled Senior Brother Han out of the side hall immediately, and said in his mouth: "Go and tell the good news of adding chicken legs to your junior brothers, remember to walk around the main hall later... ”

The head of the house pulled Lixia to the hall, put Lixia in the center of the hall and said, "Who did you just say you were looking for?" ”

"Han Dong, this... How did you bring a child? Wusu said puzzled.

"That's the case, Han Dong is reluctant to come. He said that he was a boxing contester, and this performance was simply insulting to this kung fu. You understand that, right? The head said.

"I see, it makes sense. Our petty fights have really wasted Han Dong's good martial arts, and if we really have this ability, we should win glory for the country. I won't bother that, in fact, when I came, I thought that I would eat closed-door soup. Usu said, turning to leave.

The head shouted: "Actually, you don't have to think like that. I have also trained a lot of new people in the past few years, and this one is my son. is called Lixia, and he is also the head of the future. I've been practicing martial arts for some years, and this kung fu is no worse than that of the senior brother and master. Of course I said it doesn't count, why don't you see if it's suitable? ”

Wu Su was stunned, and the middle-aged man next to him leaned forward and said, "Director, do you want to try?" We came all the way and didn't touch anything, and we were going to get angry when we went back to finance. ”

Wusu nodded his head and said, "Then it's troublesome." ”

The head said with a smile: "Son, sixty-nine style." ”

Lixia nodded his head, and shouted, "Sixth and ninth style, the times are calling." ”

is exactly the same as the previous master's boxing technique, and a set of beats is smooth.

This time it was much slower, and Usu could see the movements.

After finishing the work together, Lixia's last lap of the crotch twisted. A comic book actually came loose from his pants and fell to the ground on the side.