Chapter 212: Truman
"Little sister, you must know that practicing foreign boxing is very hard. And if you hit a wooden stake all year round, your fists and arms will be calloused. It's better to follow me to learn something, maybe as soon as I am happy to pass on some of your inner spiritual exercises, you won't have to worry about these problems. ”
The young man smiled with a flirtatious smile on his face.
And Li Xiaoqing just gritted her teeth and attacked again.
But in the face of this young man, there was no way at all, all his attacks were seen through, and he was blocked with one finger, this kind of self-confidence was too big.
Xue Ya on the side looked extremely anxious and eager to try, but he didn't dare to disturb this kind of discussion.
Two to one, no matter how it will make people feel bullied by more and less.
And looking at the strength of this young man, it is useless to go up by yourself.
"I'll see you all go together, it's too boring to be alone." With a slight force of his right hand, the young man pushed Li Xiaoqing away, and at the same time raised his chin towards Xue Yayang.
Xue Ya looked at his master, while Huang Zhensheng's face was gloomy. He didn't speak, and Xue Ya didn't dare to make a move, but the young man couldn't wait any longer and rushed towards Xue Ya.
Xue Ya was taken aback, and hurriedly made a stall, but the young man only made a kick.
That's right, just one kick, and he was kicked out.
When a person's strength is too strong, no matter how good your skills are, there is no way.
After all, Xue Ya is not Li Xiaoqing, and he will still show mercy to his subordinates.
"Haha, it's too weak, it looks like your Wing Chun boxing is nothing more than that, no matter how much you practice, it's useless, that's all." After the young man kicked Xue Ya out, he said with a sneer.
"Bang!"
Huang Zhensheng slapped the table, and a mark appeared on the good table.
At this time, Mr. Pei smiled; "I said Huang Pavilion Master, the disciple's previous discussion is just that, there is no need to make a big fuss. My nephew is measured, and there is nothing wrong with your two disciples. ”
Huang Zhensheng tried hard to suppress his breath, and then said, "I'm just angry that these two disciples are not angry. ”
Mr. Pei smiled and didn't speak.
And the young man said even more rampantly: "Wing Chun, that's just it, not to mention my Truman's most powerful marksmanship, any kind of boxing is more powerful than this, this boxing technique is simply too weak." ”
"This young man, it's too much to say!" Huang Zhensheng, no matter how good his cultivation was, couldn't help it at this time, stood up and scolded.
"Nephew Chu Xian should pay attention to his own language." Mr. Pei didn't get up, took a sip of tea and said, "We are different from them. ”
At the same time, he turned to Huang Zhensheng and said, "Are you young and vigorous, please forgive the Huang Pavilion Master." ”
"Hmph." Huang Zhensheng snorted coldly and wanted to sit down, but he was really angry, this was simply insulting the ancestor, which was intolerable to people who respected the teacher.
"This old gentleman, why don't you come down, I have to communicate with you first, otherwise, I really can't see the essence of this Wing Chun." The young man looked at Huang Zhensheng with a sneer.
For these people, he simply looks down on them, so he insults them casually. As for Huang Zhensheng, he is also the only person in this who can fight a war.
With a little spiritual power, with the addition of the Immersion Fist Method for more than 20 years, its strength should not be underestimated.
But in terms of spiritual power, he is far inferior to this young man who cultivates the exercises himself.
"Okay, today I'll have a good look at your Truman's kung fu."
Huang Zhensheng slapped the table and stood up, and he didn't care about his face.
This has already been a slap in the face.
It's just that if he loses this time, it's a bit discredited. After all, the other party is just a kid in his twenties, and he is a famous martial arts master in Yanjing.
"I said, isn't it too shameless to do this? After all, I received an invitation to come here as a guest, and instead I came to slap the host in the face, this is ......," one of the men whispered to Mr. Pei on the side.
And Mr. Pei said with a smile: "Our Hidden Sect has been hidden for too long, and coming out this time can be regarded as a front stop for our Hidden Sect." ”
"What, did the sect masters say that? We, the hermit sects and families, are also coming out? A man said excitedly.
"Although I didn't say it, but when we come out, let's make a name for ourselves, that's what it means." Mr. Pei touched his beard.
Both of them were excited, knowing that they were very reluctant to hide in the deep mountains and old forests to be heroes.
They were very happy to be able to come out this time.
It's just that this matter is extraordinary, if these hidden sects come out, then this world will really add a strength, who knows what kind of things will happen.
And Huang Zhensheng had already walked down and stood face to face with the young man.
"Wing Chun, Wong Chun Sang!"
The young man smiled slightly, and also unfolded a fist posture, and said at the same time: "Chu Men, Chu Feiying!" ”
Reporting his name, Chu Feiying stepped forward and punched out at the same time.
This punch was like thunder, and even the fist was carrying a whirlwind, which suddenly surprised Huang Zhensheng, and quickly stretched out his hand to block this punch.
But the power of this punch was so great that Huang Zhensheng took three steps back in a row before stopping, looking at Chu Feiying in shock.
"It's so much strength, it's impossible for a person to have such a lot of strength, is this a spiritual power!?" Huang Zhensheng thought in his heart, and at the same time, the steps under his feet did not stop.
The power is not as great as his, so he uses other methods.
Huang Zhensheng's body turned down slightly, and when Chu Feiying came again, this time it was his lower body that was attacked.
The two of you come and go, and they can't fight.
At this time, Li Xiaoqing came to Sui Xiaotian's side and thought, and asked anxiously: "My master is okay this time." ”
"I'm afraid something, although your master is very smart and didn't choose to fight hard. But this Chu Feiying's boxing technique is also powerful, and it can be supported in a short time, but I am afraid that your master is not an opponent for a long time. ”
"What nonsense are you kidding, how did my master lose to this hairy boy!" Fan Zhi stood aside, and when he heard Sui Xiaotian's words, he was furious.
This kid didn't know where he came from, but he actually came to comment on his master, which made him very angry.
Sui Xiaotian glanced at Fan Zhi and did not speak.
And Li Xiaoqing hurriedly comforted: "Senior brother, this Mr. Sui is really powerful. ”
"I didn't see the strength, but the mouth is quite powerful." Fan Zhi snorted coldly.
"What then?" Li Xiaoqing begged Sui Xiaotian and said: "Can you save my master, and you are also proficient in Wing Chun, don't you want Wing Chun to be insulted like this." ”
After thinking about it, Sui Xiaotian smiled: "No problem, I just want to meet this group of people, and let them see it, if Wing Chun cooperates with a good internal skill, it is actually very strong." ”
After saying this, Sui Xiaotian ravaged up. And the senior brother in the back said: "Brag about it, who is this, why can't you go to heaven." ”
(End of chapter)