Li Ming always felt that this little Zhengtai was weird, especially after hearing what Li Ling called him, he muttered in his heart, his father is also a talent, so he gave him such a name. Jia Xu: A famous poisoner during the Three Kingdoms period?

Walking out of the villa, Li Ling, under the leadership of Li Ming, came to Wu Jing's house.

At this moment, Wu Jing's house is very lively, and a group of martial arts stars are surrounding the huge LCD TV.

A middle-aged man over half a hundred years old with short haircuts, shirtless, revealing his strong muscles that are not inferior to young people. The middle-aged man is holding the game console control board in his hand, controlling the villain in the LCD TV, and is madly abusing the opponent.

"Li Ming, this is your master Ling Li, right?" As soon as he entered the door, Wu Jing's eyes couldn't help but fall on Li Ling.

Li Ling was dressed in a white tracksuit, with an indifferent smile on his face, and a pair of narrow eyes with a peaceful color. However, once you look into his eyes, you will find that your mind will be affected by his eyes, as if you have fallen into a black hole, and you will not be able to extricate yourself.

"Hello, I'm Ling Li!" Li Ling smiled and stretched out his right hand.

"Hello, I'm Wu Jing!"

shook hands with Li Ling, Wu Jing felt that the other party's palm was extremely smooth, just like a girl's hand, and he felt strange in his heart, he remembered that Li Ming said that he worshipped Li Ling as a teacher because the other party's martial arts skills were superb. However, such a pair of hands, at first glance, is not what a person who practices martial arts should have.

"Li Ming, are you digging a fish pond at home in broad daylight?" At this moment, a young man who was digging dumbbells not far away walked over with a smile, looking at Li Ling who was standing beside Li Ming.

"Hehe, it's okay to be idle, just treat it as exercise!" Li Ming smiled awkwardly.

"You are Li Ming's master, Ling Li?" the young man had a look of provocation in his eyes.

Li Ling raised his eyelids, smiled, and said, "Yes." ”

"Hello, my name is Zang Sheng!"

Looking at Zang Sheng's outstretched right hand, the smile on the corner of Li Ling's mouth became even stronger, knowing the other party's thoughts, this is to give himself a horse.

"Smack!"

Two hands clasped together.

Wu Jing's eyes were full of drama, Zang Sheng's combat effectiveness was not strong, but his strength was great, and the punching power of his right fist reached more than 900 catties, which was more powerful than many professional boxers.

With a sweep of his eyes, Wu Jing looked at Li Ming, seeing that his expression was indifferent, he was not worried at all, and couldn't help muttering, isn't he worried about Ling Li's injury? Or does he have absolute confidence in Ling Li? Impossible, with Ling Li's body and bones, no matter how great his pure strength is, it is impossible to be stronger than Zang Sheng, strange.

A man in his thirties sitting on the sofa not far away couldn't help but cast his eyes to the door.

As soon as Zang Sheng's right hand grasped the right hand of power, he felt that something was wrong.

The right hand that he holds is as if it had no bones,

With a frown, Zang Sheng raised his head slightly, looked at Li Ling with a smile on his face, and muttered in his heart, I don't believe in evil.

As Zang Sheng slowly exerted his strength, his right heel began to move back slowly, leaning against the ground, constantly exerting force.

Looking at Zang Sheng's gaze, several people present, except for Li Ming, were all shocked.

They all knew Zang Sheng's strength very well, but they didn't expect that Li Ling, who seemed to be weak, would have such a great strength.

Moreover, looking at Li Ling's expression, he didn't seem to have exerted his strength yet.

Master!

From this point alone, it can be seen that Li Ming's apprenticeship with Li Ling is not without reason.

Li Ming laughed in his heart, my master can shake out with one punch, a strong man with a two-meter-deep pit, with you, you still want to give him a horse?

Suddenly, Zang Sheng's face changed greatly, and he felt that his palm, which was originally boneless, began to exert force slowly.

"Your power skills should be the mountain strength of Jeet Kune Do, right?" Li Ling smiled at the corner of his mouth, and the five fingers of his right hand slowly opened, expanding Zang Sheng's palm little by little.

"How do you know?" asked Zang Sheng, blushing.

"Your strength skills are wrong, the martial artist who taught you this mountain strength is wrong on his own path. ”

Li Ling shook his head, although he still had a smile on his face, but there was a superb light in his eyes, which made Zang Sheng dare not look at each other.

"His eyes are so fierce!" Zang Sheng's heart was shocked, and he couldn't concentrate his strength a little.

"Look, this is the strength of the mountain!"

The toe of Li Ling's right foot slowly lifted, the forefoot slowly slid along the floor, and the whole person tilted slightly, and said: "The mountain is strong, it is like leaning against a big mountain, the mountain does not fall, and the person does not retreat." ”

"Ahh

Suddenly, Zang Sheng's face distorted, and he felt that his right hand was about to break, and the huge force made his whole body tremble violently.

Li Ling let go of his right hand, looked at Zang Sheng, who was holding his right hand, strode back, his face was covered with cold sweat, and said with a smile: "Do you understand?"

"Awesome!" At this moment, the middle-aged man who was playing the game console stood up.

The middle-aged man was shirtless, with a look of surprise on his face, turned his head to look at Li Ling with a smile on his face, and said, "I'll try it too!"

"Yes!"

Striding towards Li Ling, the middle-aged man's muscles squirmed, as if there were insects crawling in his skin.

"Smack!"

Double grip.

"It's a bit of a fist, but unfortunately, it's changed beyond recognition by yourself. Li Ling shook his head and said: "The Chinese martial arts are broad and profound, and Yongchun Inch Fist has been adapted for several generations, and by now, the authentic Yongchun has almost reached its limit. If you want to modify it, it's not that easy. You're Yongchun fist, no!"

"What?" The middle-aged man's face changed drastically, he felt a tingling pain in his shoulder, and a force ran down his right hand, violently shaking him back.

"You, are you using Yongchun's strength?" The middle-aged man looked at Li Ling with a shocked expression, this move is similar to fighting a cow across the mountain, even if it is a martial arts master, it is difficult to perform it so lightly.

"I'll try it too!" Wu Jing, who was standing on the side, couldn't help it, stretched out his right hand, and his face was solemn.

"You should be learning Shaolin martial arts, right? A good set of Shaolin boxing techniques, but you ruined it like this!" Li Ling's eyes flashed with regret.

In today's society, although Chinese martial arts are respected all over the world, there are not many people who really practice.

First, the real Chinese martial arts need the right roots and bones to be able to practice, and second, without a few years of hard work, it is difficult for Chinese martial arts to achieve success, unlike other martial arts, you can see the results after a few months of practice.

The corners of Wu Jing's mouth twitched, he didn't expect that the martial arts he practiced were worthless by Li Ling.

Li Ling gently pushed with his right hand, but Wu Jing felt like a turbulent wave coming to him, and his body staggered and kept retreating.

"Amazing, worthy of Li Ming's master!"

"Ling Li, how did you see the foundation of my cultivation?"

"Yes, I don't think you're in a big grade, how can you know what each family is good at?"