Meng Yaoxing's eyes straightened, and she said angrily: "You are really lacking in virtue when you speak, let's look at the move!"

After speaking, a powder fist hit Wei Feng's face, Wei Feng reacted cleverly this time, and reached out to grab her fist. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Boom!

Meng Yao's other hand suddenly threw a quick punch, hitting Wei Feng's chest, forcing him back five or six meters, almost sitting on the ground.

A dignified man, he was defeated by a woman, and on the martial arts training ground, there was a burst of laughter, Xu Meng laughed the happiest, and directly squatted down holding his stomach.

"Don't laugh, practice martial arts well. A coach in the distance immediately let out a scolding sound.

"Wei Feng, let's see if you dare to talk nonsense. Meng Yao won with one move, holding her arms, and her face was full of pride.

Wei Feng roared loudly and attacked Meng Yao with his fist, feeling that his fist was fast, and he was angry, but he was sad again.

Meng Yao raised a kick and kicked Wei Feng's hip bone, kicking him out again, this time falling firmly to the ground.

"The sparring that Master is looking for is too bad. Meng Yao muttered, and even exaggeratedly patted the soil on her shoes, as if Wei Feng had soiled her shoes.

Getting up in frustration, Wei Feng really realized what it means to be fast, this Meng Yao had obviously practiced martial arts at home, and it seemed that Luo Lingyue was not her opponent.

"I don't practice anymore. Wei Feng patted his ass and wanted to leave.

"Don't go, it's not half an hour yet. Meng Yao was addicted, jumped over in a few steps, and blocked Wei Feng's way with a smile.

"Meng Yao, you have practiced martial arts before, and I don't even know how to farm, this is not fair. Wei Feng said.

"Do you dare to disobey the master's orders?" Meng Yao's eyes widened, "Forget it, I'll practice with you with one hand!"

"You have one hand, and it's disgraceful for me to win. Wei Feng said.

"With you, this girl can hit you all over the ground with one hand. Meng Yao laughed, and the two bulging things trembled non-stop.

Wei Feng turned his head and glanced at it, the second-level beginner coach was far away, reprimanding the two clumsy disciples.

"Wei Feng, take it!"

Meng Yao deliberately stretched out his fist slowly, provoking like a joke, Wei Feng suddenly cast his perspective eye, and Meng Yao's martial arts outfit suddenly became transparent.

The flesh inside is firm and round, and it is very white, especially the two striking lumps, which cannot be described.

It's not the goal to see her, the key is to beat her!

After being punched and kicked, Wei Feng had already held back a breath of fire, he suddenly glanced at Meng Yao's eyes with disdain, and suddenly punched hard, hitting Meng Yao's pink fist.

Meng Yao only felt dizzy in front of him, his fist was hit by Wei Feng, and the two of them each took a few steps back, covering their fists one after another, and put them to their mouths in pain to blow air.

"Wei Feng, you are cheating. Meng Yao's eyes were wet with tears, and under the reaction force, Wei Feng also felt that his fists hurt as if they didn't exist.

"You know how powerful this son is!" Wei Feng shook his hand and smiled.

"I'm going to beat you up today. Meng Yao took a step forward and rushed forward again.

Wei Feng used his clairvoyant eyes again, swept Meng Yao's eyes, she was stunned again, due to inertia, Meng Yao had already pounced in front of her, Wei Feng swung a punch, hitting one of the two groups.

"You're a hooligan!" Meng Yao was stunned, although the shot was not heavy, but it almost made her angry.

"Why is it only you who can hit me here?" asked Wei Feng, patting his chest.

"I'm a girl!"

"If you are brutal, you should be educated. ”

"Don't fight, I'm a little dizzy today. Meng Yao took the initiative to give up, but still went around to the back of the tree, thinking of the tree as an imaginary enemy, and turned his fists at once.

Taking advantage of the fact that no one was paying attention to this side, Wei Feng's true qi was running, and a little pain quickly recovered, as soon as he collected his true qi, he sat on the side, watching them fight back and forth for a while.

"Scoundrels! Shameless!"

Vaguely hearing that Meng Yao was still scolding the tree, Wei Feng smiled disdainfully and returned to the Magic Weapon Palace with his hands behind his back.

There are also rules in the martial arts training field, Wei Feng is Kan Ze's disciple, and the coach doesn't care, he can't even hold on for half an hour, just go, it's not a martial artist material anyway.

Back at the Magic Palace, Wei Feng had lunch and drew dozens of talismans in one go, before returning to the hut.

In a fight with Meng Yao, Wei Feng seriously realized his own shortcomings, his body's sensitivity was too low, and because he had not really practiced martial arts, he didn't know the other party's routines at all.

If you go tomorrow, you will definitely be beaten, and you can't always use the perspective eye to interfere with the other party's mental state, and sooner or later you will be exposed.

As a former orphan, enduring humiliation and being tactful is the way to survive, Wei Feng doesn't feel that he is a steel man, and he should bow his head when he should bow his head, so that he can better see the road under his feet.

Late at night, Wei Feng slapped his arm, still using the previous method to collect Gang Qi.

Enduring the pain, Wei Feng collected three small gangqi masses in a row, but his technique became more and more proficient, and finally he fell asleep exhausted.

In the morning, Wei Feng was woken up by Zhou Fatong's shout again, "Xiaofeng, there is a female disciple not far from the door, is she here to find you?"

Today's Dharma Weapon Palace is still a forbidden place, ordinary disciples are not allowed to approach, and meals must be placed outside the door.

Wei Feng hurriedly washed his face and pushed open the courtyard door, as expected, it was Meng Yao who found it, and he didn't dare to trespass, so he waited a hundred meters away.

"Meng Yao, what are you doing here?" Wei Feng stepped forward and asked angrily.

"I thought I was willing, Master asked me to come, let's practice. Meng Yao's face was reluctant, and he became a class of such weakling, shame, and stain.

"Don't go to the martial arts training ground, you're very shameless to be beaten. Wei Feng said.

"Master said, we can find a place by ourselves, just don't disturb others. Meng Yao didn't want to go, fortunately nothing happened yesterday was seen by others, otherwise, there would be nowhere to put his face.

"Let's go, let's go to the grove over there!" Wei Feng pointed not far away.

Meng Yao was not afraid of Wei Feng's rudeness, nodded and said, "Just go there, hurry up and practice for half an hour, my clothes haven't been washed yet!"

The two of them came to the grove one after the other, and there happened to be a flat area, about ten meters square, enough to stretch their fists and feet.

Wei Feng felt that Meng Yao was a little strange, so he looked at it with a perspective eye, and obediently, there was actually a piece of iron hidden on his chest, which was tightly protected.

Almost didn't hold back his laughter, Wei Feng found a stone and sat down, and now Meng Yao stopped doing it, "Wei Feng, get up and fight, Master asked me to supervise you, otherwise I won't be able to explain when I go back." ”

"What's the hurry, did you practice before?" Wei Feng asked disapprerovingly.

"Yes, my family is a martial arts family, and my father is the eighty-ninth generation of Chongyang Boxing. Meng Yao said arrogantly.

"Well, let's discuss something?" Wei Feng asked.