"Look for death!"

At the moment when the trash can rolled to Du Siye's feet, Du Siye burst out and flew up.

He has been famous for decades, how could he have been scolded as garbage in front of someone like this? As soon as Ma Xiaozhen said a word, he was immediately furious, and before Ma Xiaozhen's words fell, Du Siye's figure had already swooped over and was close in front of him.

Ma Xiaozhen stood at the door, and Du Siye was at the door of the tea house at the end, the two were obviously more than ten meters apart, but Du Siye flew and pounced, and his body jumped out like a cheetah, and he had already swept over the distance of more than ten meters in a breath, and punched Ma Xiaozhen.

His drink, pounce, and punch are perfectly coordinated, and the majestic strength of his body is surging and drumming, the hair around his body is stretched and erect, and the "buzzing" tiger and leopard thunder sound is endless, which is the realm of "hair is like a halberd and a hook, and the qi and blood can be smelled" in the ancient spectrum.

A punch is struck, and there is no indomitable movement, and there is no life or death.

Compared with Du Siye's thunderous and angry punch, Ma Xiaozhen's movements were very slow, as if he was practicing boxing, and he deliberately slowed down his movements so that everyone could see them clearly.

He stretched out his hands lightly, opened his chest, lightly palmed out, his lips slightly opened, and gently spat out a few words:

"The seventh set of people's broadcast gymnastics - stretching exercises. ”

The fists intersected, and only a soft sound was heard.

Du Siye, who attacked like thunder and lightning, was shocked back at a faster speed than thunder and lightning, and "bang, bang, bang" retreated more than ten steps in a row, and sat down in the blue garbage can.

There was a dead silence in the audience.

Everyone's mind is a mess.

Du Siye's tiger and leopard thunder sound is like a god. A drink, a pounce, and a punch in the back are even more earth-shattering, like thunder and anger.

As a result, that kid threw Du Siye into the trash can with just a slight palm?

What's going on?

What just happened?

The kid said to let Du Siye stay in the trash can, but the fourth master really gave face, and he really sat in the trash can!

What kind of martial arts does that kid use? What kind of tricks does he use?

By the way, he seems to have said it earlier.

It is the seventh set of people's broadcast gymnastics, stretching exercises......

Is this still the martial arts of the Great Xia Kingdom that we are familiar with?

Is this Ultraman? or is it a dynamic light wave of Superman......

Every martial arts student felt that his worldview, outlook on life, and martial arts had collapsed.

"I've said it all, let's try not to beep if we can do it. Ma Xiaozhen spit out a smoke ring: "Fight is a fight, why do you make so many cats, tigers, and thundering sounds? Scare me? When I'm scared?"

Du Siye, who was sitting in the trash can, was still in a state of confusion in his mind, his tiger and leopard thunder sound, one drink, one pounce, one punch, like a tiger devouring people, full of domineering, I don't know how many martial arts masters he has put down with a series of three blows in his life.

But just now, when he pounced, the vigorous strength around him swung out, and it seemed to hit the opponent's palm as if he had entered a whirlpool. Thousands of catties of huge force were gently brought in four taels of cotton, but they were stirred back, hit their chests, and pushed themselves into the trash can like a surging wave.

It's a shame!

Du Siye's face was already flushed, and he jumped out of the trash can angrily.

He jumped this time, his posture was vigorous, like an eagle hitting the sky, and like a swallow flying back, but unfortunately the background was a little chilly, and he jumped out of the trash can. Although the figure is beautiful, no one applauds.

"Who let you out. Ma Xiaozhen glared: "I just said that garbage should stay in the trash can." ”

"You say I'm trash?" Du Siye's face was hideous, and his face was already so red that he was about to drip blood.

"No, no, no. ”

Stephen Chow's movie lover Ma Xiaozhen finally used a classic line: "I mean, everyone present is garbage." ”

Du Siye shouted angrily, his left foot took half a step forward, his toes buckled, and his right foot followed up and leaned on the inside of his left ankle, already posing a serpentine right pose in Xingyi Fist.

Although he was extremely angry, he had been fighting black fists for many years and had extremely rich combat experience.

He made a tiger and leopard thunder sound in his last move, and took the most powerful tiger shape in Xingyi Boxing, but was forced to retreat by Ma Xiaozhen. He already knows in his heart, in terms of fierceness and fierceness, I am afraid that he will not be able to take down his opponent. So he immediately changed his fist and used a snake move.

The serpent is the nature endowed by heaven and earth, and the most lively person with exquisite body. Its sex has the ingenuity of pulling weeds, the two snakes can leak the spirit of heaven, can bend and stretch, in the abdomen is the yang in the kidney, in the "easy" is one of the kanzhong. In the fist, it is called a snake, and it can move the power in the waist, which is the meaning of the great easy yin and yang.

As soon as his snake form came out, he immediately showed the spirituality of the snake, turned around and stopped, and his body was like a snake coiled. Walking around, the body is euphemistic and tactful, and it is like a snake pulling grass and winding along. I just want to entangle the other party first, and then wait for the opportunity to break the enemy.

Ma Xiaozhen is still that lazy and lazy look, Du Siye's snake-like sinuous spirituality is like an earthworm eating soil in his eyes, and he is simply nothing.

His movements were still extremely slow, slow enough for everyone to see.

With his hands wide open, he elbowed lightly and muttered to himself:

"The seventh set of people's radio gymnastics - chest expansion exercise. ”

"Bang. ”

The snake-like Du Siye was thrown out of a tactful and tortuous S route, and sat down in the blue trash can again.

"Ahhh

Du Siye completely lost his mind, jumped out of the garbage can, his body swept away, and suddenly he was three feet taller, like a goshawk fighting a rabbit, volleying down.

This is the shape of the eagle in the twelve shapes of Xingyi Fist, the eagle-shaped, the most ruthless and fierce one, there is the essence of the search, and the eye can see the micro things, its shape is yang outside and yin inside, born in the mud pill, the force penetrates the three levels, and continues the yin and yang.

This goshawk fighting rabbit is already Du Siye's strongest killer weapon.

"The seventh set of people's broadcast gymnastics - jumping sports. ”

Ma Xiaozhen put the cigarette butt in his mouth, jumped lightly with his feet, and slapped his hands on the head.

Du Siye swept across the sky like a goshawk, and when his head was split, he was slapped back by Ma Xiaozhen like a fly, and swept across the sky again.

"Bang-"

Du Siye fell into the trash can again.

Silenced.

No one in the huge martial arts society dared to speak, and everyone was like a thunderbolt.

Every student scolded his mother in his heart.

the mud horse!

Is this the legendary seventh set of people's radio gymnastics?

It's too fierce, it's too violent!

What else do you learn Xingyi boxing, go home and practice radio gymnastics!

......

Brother Scorpion wept in his heart.

Damn, I've been abused by Ma Xiaozhen for a day, and I finally waited for the fourth uncle to appear, thinking that I could get back to the field.

Where is this looking for a field, it's just looking for abuse!

Brother Scorpion's dear fourth uncle, Fourth Master Du also wants to die at the moment.

Nima, Lao Tzu is a famous black boxer player, the owner of the Zhenyu Martial Arts Society, and he has also been in Changzhou, is it okay to be on the side of Zhenzhen?

What are you doing by throwing me in the trash can one after another? Is it okay to save some face for Lao Tzu?

Only the spider-scar man nicknamed "Tarantula" understood Du Siye very well.

Fourth master, I understand you.

Be content, in fact, you are much better than me.

You've only been thrown into the trash three times, and I've been beaten to my knees three times in a row.

Shame on you, how can you catch up with me?

Ma Xiaozhen glanced at the silent crowd, gently spit out a smoke ring, and asked.

"And-there-who?"