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Puff, puff, a slap echoed in the dry, cold air.

Meng Qi knew that there was a big gap between himself and Zhen Miao, and he had long been mentally prepared to lose, but when he really fought each other, the gap was so big that it was so big, even if he suppressed his strength in Qi Xiaocheng, even if he only used Luohan Boxing.

Knowing the true beauty of Meng Qi's "iron cloth shirt", his boxing skills are rigorous and strong, and he can't leave Meng Qi's temples, eyes and other cover doors, but he is not impatient in the face of Meng Qi's deliberately exposed flaws, and does not give him the opportunity to exchange small injuries for big injuries at all, even if it is an absolute opportunity, as long as he does not face the cover door, he has at least left half of his strength on defense.

And although Meng Qi has generally mastered Luohan Boxing after continuous actual combat, when facing a real master, when facing a really fast but accurate change of moves, he still feels that his heart has not reached his eyes, or his eyes have not reached his hands.

Although none of these hit the vital point, under the continuous blows, Meng Qi still felt a faint pain.

Of course, this kind of battle also made Meng Qi gain a lot, and he had a feeling that the change of Luohan Boxing's moves quickly became his own ** instinct.

He couldn't help but secretly thank Jiang Zhiwei for her guidance, if she hadn't let herself practice kung fu with the "iron cloth shirt", when she was weak and had no actual combat experience, she didn't know how many times she had to fail in sparring to master a boxing technique, and now, with the iron cloth shirt as the backing, one sparring exercise is equivalent to experiencing many failures, and you can slowly calm down and turn your fist into instinct.

The magic fists are vigorous, the law is rigorous, and he has forced Meng Qi into a desperate situation step by step, so that he doesn't even have a chance to fight for his life with an iron cloth shirt!

"No, I have to find a way, if I have a few more moves, I won't be able to parry......" Meng Qi relied on the iron cloth shirt, and it was not a battle of life and death, he did not panic, and tried hard to find an opportunity to counterattack.

Suddenly, in the midst of his attack, a gap appeared on the left side, allowing him to temporarily get out of the front and breathe a sigh of relief!

This time, Meng Qi's heart reached his feet, and with a false move, he flashed to the left.

As soon as his body moved, a foot wrapped in white leggings came out of nowhere and kicked directly at Meng Qi's lower abdomen.

Oops! Meng Qi secretly said no, and hurriedly turned sideways to avoid his legs, and at this time, the wind sounded in his ears, and a fist stopped at Meng Qi's temple, and the fist wind pressed his head painfully.

"Concession. Zhenmiao withdrew her right fist, folded her hands, and a faint smile appeared on her face, as if she was very concerned about washing away the shame of yesterday.

While reviewing the gains and losses, Meng Qi summarized the gains, and said politely: "Thank you senior brother for your advice." ”

Regardless of the psychology of Zhenmiao, this kind of sparring is really helpful to me.

Suddenly, he had a flash of inspiration, thinking of the flaw that he had deliberately sold just now, if he used one of the eight steps of the Divine Movement, he could completely avoid his elastic legs, but instead lead him to reveal his real flaw.

As soon as such a thought came to mind, Meng Qi blurted out: "Senior Brother Zhenmiao, please continue to give guidance tomorrow." "Hey, I'm still not proficient in the eight steps of the gods, and I didn't remember it until now!

All the warrior monks didn't seem to hear clearly, they all looked at Meng Qi, he still dared to challenge Senior Brother Zhenmiao?

"If you can't take my ten tricks tomorrow, you will give advice in the future. Zhen Miao was stunned for a moment and nodded slowly.

On the way to the dining hall.

"Tsk, are you addicted to being beaten?" Zhenyong looked him up and down, left and right, as if he didn't know Meng Qi.

Zhenhui looked at Zhenyong puzzled: "Senior Brother Zhenyong, aren't all heroes like this?

Zhenyong glanced at Meng Qi strangely, what strange story did you tell to the little junior brother.

Meng Qi knew that his actions were too strange, and he didn't hide it: "Senior Brother Zhenyong, I just thought of a trick that could be used at that time, so I blurted it out." ”

"Are you not proficient in that trick?" I didn't think of it until I finished practicing......" Zhenyong heard the hidden meaning in Meng Qi's words.

Meng Qi nodded, and said in a deep voice: "Wait a minute, I have to go to the Yanwu Hall to find someone to practice." ”

After dinner, Meng Qi meditated and practiced the "Shaolin Heart Method" for a while, and couldn't wait to step into the Yanwu Palace.

He looked around, and a smile suddenly appeared on his face, because he saw that Zhenliang was training with a warrior monk, his expression was hideous, and his moves were fierce, as if he wanted to vent all the grievances and anger of yesterday.

Meng Qi slowed down and walked around in a circle, the martial monk's strength was not good, and he was suppressed by the real momentum, and he was soon hit by punch after punch, and his eyes became black and his face was swollen.

"Haha. After seeing the warrior monk stumble out of the door, he smiled happily, but at this moment, he felt a strong collision from behind, and the whole person couldn't retract his momentum, knocking down a warrior monk on the opposite side.

"Wow, junior brother, you are becoming more arrogant today, you dare to hit me with your back, come, let's practice." ”

That hateful and hateful voice! Zhenliang's body tensed, he slowly turned around, and wanted to say a few words, but his mouth involuntarily said: "Senior brother, I have an opponent." ”

"Yes, I see that he just went out, so let's give you a stick of incense to breathe. Meng Qi said with a smile, his current appearance is carved and jade, and he is very handsome and good-looking when he smiles, but in the eyes of Zhenliang, he looks like a ghost.

Really looked around, except for a few warrior monks who were good friends with him, everyone else was standing far away, he was also a little righteous, he didn't want to drag his friend into the water, gritted his teeth and said: "Senior brother, let's start now!"

Seeing that Zhen Liang looked like he was dying early and being born early, Meng Qi smiled, his face was grim, and he shouted loudly, attacking first.

After a stick of incense.

"Senior brother, I admit defeat! I can't admit defeat?"

Meng Qi touched his vague beard, and nodded with a smile: "It's okay." ”

At least one of the eight steps of Shenxing, he is really proficient, as long as he really never uses martial arts other than Luohan Boxing, he can completely give him a "surprise"!

Hearing Meng Qi's words, he was really pardoned, and quickly got up and fled to the door.

After running a few steps, he suddenly stopped, pretending to be calm, and said, "My brother is a precept monk of the Discipline Academy. ”

"Hey, do you know you're looking for parents?" Meng Qi said with a smile.

His rather strange answer was completely unexpected, and he was a little stunned for a moment, not knowing how to answer.

Meng Qi has the pressure of life and death and abundant resources in the reincarnation world, and he doesn't care much about the precepts monks, so he smiled: "Senior brother, my Dharma name is really eternal, I do it right, if I violate the precepts and voluntarily accept the punishment, junior brother, you still don't leave, you want to continue to practice?"

When he heard this, he was so frightened that he crawled away, he "dominated" the Yanwu Hall for more than a year, and he had never seen this kind of guy who was not afraid of the precept monk at all!

"True, Zhenyong, junior brother, are you sick?" asked Zhenyong next to him with a blank expression, why did he call himself Zhenyong?

Meng Qi glanced at him: "It's funny, there is a big difference in our body and appearance, and no one will admit it." ”

Hey, it's really boring to have no humor.

............

The next day, when the practice was over, Meng Qi couldn't wait to stand up and salute: "Please also ask Senior Brother for guidance." ”

Zhende and other warrior monks have been waiting for this matter since the beginning, but when they were really born, they still felt incredible, did this really set brain be gnawed by dogs?

Could it be that the day before yesterday, he relied on Senior Brother Zhenmiao who didn't know his details, and he won by luck once, so he thought that he was on an equal footing with Senior Brother Zhenmiao, who suppressed his strength?

I don't know how thick the sky is!

Yesterday is the embodiment of the real gap!

Zhen Miao wrenched his face, nodded, put on a posture, and waited for Meng Qi to make a move.

This time the sparring is very similar to yesterday, although Meng Qi has a deeper grasp of Luohan Boxing, but the gap with Zhenmiao is still very large, only a few less punches, gradually, he fell into yesterday's situation again, and was forced into a desperate situation by the unhurried Zhenmiao.

"I'll just say, where did he get that confidence to challenge Senior Brother Zhenmiao!" This kind of battle situation made Zhende very happy.

"yes, it's so unbelievable. The other warrior monks also chimed in, they always had a subconscious rejection of their companions who behaved out of line, "Wait a minute, Senior Brother Zhenmiao will definitely be able to win again like yesterday!"

"Victory is certain, but Senior Brother Zhenmiao is used to being cautious, and he will not use yesterday's trick again. Zhende said confidently.

Meng Qi didn't wait for Zhen Miao to sell that flaw, but when his left shoulder sank slightly, he suddenly used his shoulder to resist the fist and attacked Zhen Miao's right body.

Zhenmiao left room for strength, the move did not make him old, he made a mistake, let go of Meng Qi, who pounced, and came to a double-peaked piercing ear, which hit the temple directly.

Suddenly, a flower appeared in front of his eyes, and he lost the trace of Meng Qi!

It's not that Meng Qi is too fast, but that his body is short and turning, and the direction and position he chooses are completely unpredictable, extremely weird, so that his attention can't keep up, causing the illusion that Meng Qi disappeared.

Oops! As soon as a wonderful thought came to him, Meng Qi, who had slid and turned around, had staggered away from him, facing his vest.

At the same time, Meng Qi's right elbow struck him hard at his vest.

Meng Qi's elbow hit Zhenmiao's vest, but he felt weak, he half-turned his head, and looked out of the corner of his eye, but saw that Zhenmiao's monk's robe bulged up, unloading most of his strength.

This is not something that can be completed during the gas accumulation period! Meng Qi's heart moved, he took advantage of the situation and withdrew his hand, and greeted with a smile: "I have conceded, senior brother is really powerful." ”

Zhenmiao's face was pale, and she was very annoyed by losing again:

"Fight again tomorrow. ”

In his words, there seemed to be a feeling of refusal to admit defeat to regard Meng Qi as a real opponent.

The battle between the two just now was dazzling, and before Zhende and other warrior monks could react, they had already divided the winners and losers, and for a while, they all looked at Zhen Miao and Meng Qi in a daze, only to feel like a dream, so unreal.

After a while, their gaze at Meng Qi really turned into attention and vigilance.

No matter what means are used, if you can defeat Senior Brother Zhenmiao for the second time, you must be outstanding!

"Awesome! I can't believe you've only been learning Luohan for long. At the end of the martial arts practice, Zhenyong caught up with Meng Qi and Zhenhui, and looked like he had re-acquainted with him.

Meng Qiyin was a little proud, and said unashamedly: "Senior brother, I have a little talent for martial arts. ”

This can't be said to be a reincarnation world.

"Wait a minute, are you going to the Martial Arts Hall?" asked Shinei.

Meng Qi nodded vigorously: "Of course, I have to prepare for tomorrow's sparring with Senior Brother Zhenmiao." ”

After dinner, after practicing internal skills, Meng Qi stepped into the hall of martial arts very regularly.

As soon as he stepped in, he saw that Zhenliang's expression was tight, and he pulled the warrior monk next to him to practice, and shot slowly, as if he wanted to fight until he was old.

And other warrior monks who were close to Zhenliang also found someone to practice against each other, not giving Meng Qi a chance to "provoke".

"How do I feel like a wicked person who bullies men and women......" Meng Qi said after a while, hehe, this feels good!

Zhenyong was quite cooperative this time, and said with a smile: "The evil monk is really determined!"

In the second half of the month, he already felt that the warrior monks here were not challenging, so he entered the martial arts hall and was beaten to the ground, but he was tired of it, because the progress of internal strength, fists and feet, and knife skills was extremely obvious!

"Tonight, you guard the main road in the back mountain. "At noon that day, Xuan Idiot came over and announced a mission.

Seeing that everyone was at a loss, he explained: "Houshan suppresses the demons and monsters that my Shaolin has surrendered over the years, and it needs to be guarded at any time, rest assured, there are uncles and uncles from the Dharma Academy and Bodhi Academy in the inner layer, and you are just patrolling the periphery and doing basic vigilance." ”

Demons and monsters?Meng Qi took a light breath.