Chapter 8 The dog bites the hedgehog, and there is no way to get out of the mouth

"Our master is here to observe fencing skills, not boxing, why don't you have another fight?" Another of Uncle Mei's attendants said loudly.

Uncle Mei didn't reply, but his eyes showed yearning.

And Ru Chu originally intended to let people see the martial arts skills that were not available in ancient times, so she was impressed, so she happily agreed, "In this case, then ask the seniors for advice." But don't use sticks, the younger generation's internal strength is insufficient, and the moves can't be done as you like, so how about using a branch to make a comparison? ”

"That's fine." This beautiful uncle is very good-tempered, and he agrees with whatever he says at the beginning.

In a moment, a warrior monk broke a branch, took one as before, and put on a posture of Western fencing, satisfying to see a curious and surprised look in Uncle Mei's eyes.

When she was fifteen years old, she was once fascinated by a young fencing coach, so she signed up for an amateur fencing class run by the Sports Academy, and studied extremely hard in order to be personally tutored by that handsome coach. I practiced like this for five years, until the coach got married and she became obsessed with the president of the university student union, and this young unrequited love was over.

Therefore, although her fencing level is not as professional as professional, it is also quite level. Now she has inherited the martial arts and strength of ancient Hu Ruchu, and her ability is naturally incomparable.

"Fencing skills should coordinate rigidity and softness, yin and yang, offense and defense, movement, judgment, skill, siblings and other movements, the little brother's hand style is very special, is it also taught by that stranger?" Uncle Mei asked with interest.

replied vaguely as before, and attributed Western fencing skills to Bruce Lee's head.

Uncle Mei lamented that he was born at the wrong time, and he didn't have the opportunity to see the Li family's hidden hero, and then slowly attacked.

Fencing requires a high level of wrist skill, which is very different from Chinese swordsmanship. As at the beginning, he blended two completely different swordsmanship together, and saw the moves, although he was not very proficient, but the novelty and sharpness were full of ten. It's just that this time Uncle Mei is on guard, no longer in a hurry, but slowly teasing Ru as before, he tried his best tricks, and he kept it airtight, the two of them went back and forth, and played for half a pillar of incense for a long time, one was steady and heavy, and the other was full of tricks, and the onlookers around him were fascinated.

However, Ruchu's skills are low after all, and while fencing is aggressive, he also pays attention to gentlemanly demeanor, and his ferocity naturally cannot be compared with Bruce Lee's Jeet Kune Do, so after a long time, Uncle Mei's wrist turned, and the branch in his hand gently hit the back of Ruchu's hand.

Ruchu is also a personable, the key is that at this time, the demeanor will not lose worse, so she threw down the branch and admitted defeat at the moment, but before she said anything, she heard a nice voice behind her, "Amitabha, one victory and one defeat, how about a group of harmony, two stops?" "It's all four words and four words, and it seems to be very knowledgeable.

But, when did the Void Sea run behind her, she didn't feel it at all.

"Since ancient times, heroes have come out of youth, and this is true." Uncle Mei sincerely admired, "Shaolin Temple Hidden Dragon Crouching Tiger, when I see it today, Yu is convinced, and I will leave today, and there will be a period later." As he spoke, he hugged his fists, turned around and left, with a sassy and neat style that his gentle appearance did not have, showing the demeanor of a Confucian general.

Seeing him leave, all the monks rejoiced, excitedly talking to each other about the two different fights just now, and no one noticed that one of the protagonists of the martial arts event was watching the background of the other protagonist disappear in a daze, and anger grew in his heart.

It turned out that it was still used, and this beautiful uncle didn't mention anything about teaching in Tianjin Wei's health school!

Ruchu's eyes radiated a terrifying deathly light, looking for a figure in the crowd, and immediately ran over after locking on it, regardless of whether there was anyone around, pulled the sleeves of his robe and left.

"Senior sister, what are you looking for a little monk?" Xuhai's face was suffering, which made Ruchu feel a little unbearable in an instant, but when he thought about his tragic experience, he couldn't get angry.

"Uncle Yu didn't ask you to teach you the art of war at all, did he? So you're completely bluffing me when you say I can go with me, right? ”

"What do you say, junior sister?" The void sea blinked its pure and innocent eyes, and came to an ambiguous one, that is, not to admit it, nor to deny it.

Ruchu was annoyed by his perfect expression that people couldn't find a trace of mistakes, and he didn't think that Xuhai might have deliberately teased her tantrums, so he only said angrily, "You actually lied to me, it's too despicable!" Didn't you say that your family doesn't speak? ”

"Unless it's necessary." Bad words are spoken in a calm, slow, serious, and even gentle tone, which is particularly stimulating.

"What? You, you, you! Rushi shook his index finger, pointed to the nose of the void sea, was completely defeated, and felt that fighting with the void sea, he was not a rank at all, it was like a dog biting a hedgehog, and he had no way to put his mouth out, so he could only curse him, "You will go to hell with your tongue!" ”

"The Buddha said ......"

"If you don't go to hell, who does!" As early as he interrupted Xuhai's words, he raised his foot and kicked him in the calf, and ran away in hatred.

The surrounding warrior monks were dumbfounded, the identity of the Void Sea was respected, and it was the first seat of the Discipline Academy, and the little lay disciples actually dared to beat people for no reason? Even if her family is rich and powerful, and often gives a large amount of incense and silver to the temple, it can't be so lawless.

Looking at Uncle Xuhai again, his face was indifferent, not shocked, as if he had really been bitten by a puppy, and he didn't care at all, and he even had a little mercy and pity, which made the monks greatly admired. Looking at the realm of Uncle Xuhai, a monk is a monk, everything in this world can be jealous, only Huigen can't be jealous.

And this high monk, ignoring this piece of worshipful gaze, Baoxiang solemnly turned a courtyard wall, saw that there was no one on the left and right, immediately bent down and hugged his legs, his hands desperately rubbed the place where he had been kicked by Ruchu, and his mouth was sucking in the cold air.

This dead girl, with such a strong foot, is she not afraid of kicking and breaking people's legs?

Although he scolded in his heart, he had a charming smile on his face, and he felt that he had never been so happy since he entered Shaolin. After this junior sister came back from the dead, she added a lot of fun to his quiet and boring life, and teasing her and framing her was one of them, so who is she?

At that time, when he entered the Eighteen Bronze Man Formation, she had obviously lost her breath, how could she wake up later, and she was still the same as no one? Is the soul in her body still the same as before? It turns out that Hu Ruchu, in addition to being obsessed with him and strong in martial arts, how could he have been so smart, wise and coquettish? Now this Hu Ruchu, who avoids him like a snake and scorpion, how can he have the slightest affection? So they're definitely not alone!

But he didn't plan to demolish her, so he yin her like this, watching her jump like thunder, and finally slowly show her feet, isn't it also interesting?

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