Chapter 21: Too Slow

The atmosphere in the martial arts training ground suddenly became tense.

All the students in the martial arts hall looked at Shen Lei, and they almost suspected that their ears had heard it wrong.

"Let Senior Brother Seven practice for another hundred years?"

"Shen Lei, you are really crazy, the Seventh Senior Brother's Wing Chun boxing, even Pavilion Master Chen is full of praise."

"Senior Brother Seven, let this kid know how powerful you are!"

The students shouted.

"Senior Brother Shen, you are too arrogant to say that Lao Qi is not worthy of guiding you." Liu Zijun frowned and said.

"I can't understand it like this, but the strength of the seventh senior brother is indeed lacking." Shen Lei said.

"Then what kind of person do you think is qualified?" Liu Zijun snorted coldly.

"When the strength is really separated from ordinary people and is not at the same level, you can guide others, otherwise you will be misleading." Shen Lei said.

"Only one who is in heaven and one on earth and who has a firm foothold in heaven can teach those on earth how to ascend to heaven."

After a pause, Shen Lei said softly: "If there is not such a big gap between the two, you should improve yourself, it would be too wasteful of energy to be a teacher." ”

"Hearing you say that, even Pavilion Master Chen can't teach you." Liu Zijun sneered.

"No, he can teach." Shen Lei shook his head and said.

Father Chen's strength was outrageous, and Shen Lei saw it at first sight.

That's why he stayed in this martial arts hall and practiced martial arts with peace of mind.

It's a pity that the martial arts hall students led by the second senior brother Liu Zijun turned out to be all ordinary goods with mediocre qualifications.

Because of this, these people can't see the true level that Father Chen has hidden.

Let Shen Lei call them a few senior brothers, it's no problem.

However, Shen Lei was unwilling to let these pustules bully.

There's no other reason than to feel unworthy.

"You mean to say that in the entire martial arts hall, no one can teach you except the hall owner? What about me, the second senior brother? Liu Zijun asked.

"Second Senior Brother, if you want to teach, you can try it." Shen Lei said with a smile.

"Teaching you a newcomer, you don't need me to do it myself, the seventh is enough." Liu Zijun said disdainfully.

Wang Hong has long been so angry that his face is pale, he is good at Wing Chun, the whole Jiangcheng, Wing Chun is better than him, and he can count it on one hand.

Shen Lei is a half-person, and after practicing Wing Chun for a long time, he said that he was not qualified to teach. Wang Hong couldn't listen to this kind of talk.

"Senior Brother Shen, I originally only thought that you were a newcomer, and if you practiced Wing Chun for the first time, there might be problems with your boxing path, but now it seems that you not only have problems with your boxing path, but also your character is very crooked."

Wang Hongyin said compassionately: "As a senior brother, I have the obligation to teach you how to behave. ”

"Seventh Senior Brother, you started early, that's why I called you Senior Brother, in fact, you are a few years younger than me, I understand the truth of life better than you." Shen Lei smiled.

Wang Hong took a deep breath and posed in the starting hand of Wing Chun to 'ask for directions'.

"Senior Brother Shen, I told you that the trick of Wing Chun is to be fast, accurate and ruthless, this time I will use actual combat to tell you what is fast, what is accurate, and what is ruthless!" Wang Hongyin smiled coldly, his body rushed forward, and his fist attacked Shen Lei at an extremely fast speed, and almost only the afterimage could be seen.

Syllable!

Shen Lei stretched out his hand, grabbed it simply, and grabbed Wang Hong's wrist.

How can it be?!!

Wang Hong's pupils shrank, revealing a look of disbelief.

"It's too slow." Shen Lei said softly.

He slowly let go of his hand, and did not embarrass Wang Hong, after all, he was a brother in the same sect, so he would keep one hand so as not to be embarrassed to meet in the future.

However, Wang Hong didn't think so, he was shocked and angry, and he didn't want to believe that Wing Chun, which he had always been proficient in, had been cracked by a mere half-hanger.

Taking advantage of Shen Lei's inattention, Wang Hong attacked with a punch, so close that people didn't even have time to react.

Hearing the wind, Shen Lei didn't even look at the other party, and quickly ran up the Wing Chun Thirteen Styles in his mind, and a way to deal with it had already come up with it.

He buckled his backhand, elbowed his other hand, and instantly grabbed the opponent's power point, and then his body hit forward, and Wang Hong's whole person was pushed out.

"Concession." Shen Lei smiled slightly and made a gesture of clenching his fists.

Everyone saw that Shen Lei's subordinates were merciful, otherwise Wang Hong would at least break a bone just now.

Although Wang Hong was not injured, his Wing Chun counter was cracked, and the subsequent sneak attack was defused, which made Wang Hong lose face and wanted to hide in the cracks.

His eyes were red, he didn't have the face to stay here, and he turned around and fled away from the martial arts hall.

"Shen Lei, you're too much!" Liu Zijun took a step forward, his face unswerving.

"I don't understand what the second senior brother said." Shen Lei shook his head and said.

Liu Zijun said coldly: "Wang Hong is your seventh senior brother, you are in front of everyone, let him make a fool of himself, it is really sinister." ”

"Then may I ask the second senior brother, how can I keep him from making a fool of himself?" Shen Lei asked.

Liu Zijun said: "Of course it's ......"

"Of course it's a deliberate release of water, and I lose to him, right?" Shen Lei said for him.

Liu Zijun's face was embarrassed: "Of course I didn't mean that, I just ......"

"Just what?" Shen Lei asked.

Liu Zijun couldn't answer, his face turned cold: "Shen Lei, you have no respect, I want to teach you a lesson today." ”

"If you can't tell me, you're going to do it, right?" Shen Lei said with a smile.

"I hope you'll be able to laugh later." Liu Zijun said coldly.

"Second Senior Brother, Zhang Jiao of the Condor Gang the day before yesterday almost slapped you, if I hadn't blocked it, your face would probably still be swollen now." Shen Lei said softly.

Hearing this, Liu Zijun's face became even more ugly: "What do you mean by this?" ”

"Speaking of which, I helped you once, I didn't think that the second senior brother would repay you for your kindness, I just hope that you will take revenge." Shen Lei said.

"Do I need your help?" Liu Zijun's face twisted with anger.

It's okay that Shen Lei didn't mention this matter, but he got angry when he mentioned it.

Until now, when Liu Zijun looks back, he feels that he was humiliated.

Liu Zijun didn't think that he couldn't beat Zhang Jiao, but the other party was too strong and was caught off guard.

The moment Shen Lei made a move, Liu Zijun also planned to make a move, but unfortunately the limelight was robbed by Shen Lei.

This also gave the students a psychological hint that his dignified second senior brother couldn't beat the captain of a mere vulture gang, let alone the opponent of Shen Lei, a new student in the martial arts hall.

In order to save the lost face, Liu Zijun must humiliate Shen Lei in front of everyone.

Thinking of this, Lau Tsz Chun assumed the posture of Wing Chun, like a snake hanging down, making preparations before the attack.

"Zhang Jiao can only be regarded as an ant in my eyes, second senior brother, you can't even beat him, so don't be reckless." Shen Lei kindly persuaded him.

Liu Zijun was shocked and angry, deceived himself, and threw three punches like lightning.

At the same time, his legs exerted force, and a sharp side kick swept towards Shen Lei's back knee socket. This is no longer Wing Chun, it belongs to the moves of Sanda.

But Liu Zijun's three punches and one kick only hit the afterimage, and Shen Lei disappeared from his sight.

"Second Senior Brother, watch out for your back!"

Some students shouted to remind them.

Liu Zijun turned his head suddenly, and it was dark in front of him, and Shen Lei's fist smashed into his face like raindrops.