The young man couldn't take a punch from Mu Erya, staggered back four or five steps, and bent like a lobster in pain while holding his stomach.

"Brother, you're exaggerating, with this acting skill, you can touch porcelain!"

The other young man only saw Mu Erya punch in his companion's stomach, and did not notice the strangeness of Mu Erya's punch, and teased his companion lying on the ground.

The man lying on the ground was sweating profusely, his face was pale and painful, and it was extremely difficult for him to even open his mouth to answer his companion.

Taking advantage of the short gap, Mu Erya accelerated forward with an arrow step, and kicked the young man who was still standing in the back.

The young man who was still standing finally reacted, but unfortunately it was too late, and he fell two or three meters away, and his mouth was full of mud.

The junior high school student who was blackmailed by the two young men was still worried about Mu Erya, after all, let alone the two sturdy young men, even if it was one, the young lady in front of him was extremely difficult to deal with, but in the blink of an eye, this young lady punched and kicked, and neatly knocked the two sturdy young men down, and opened her mouth and eyes in surprise.

Mu Erya looked at her fist, and she looked incredulous, she insisted on practicing Mu Zhengyang's body exercises for a while, and there was no change after her weight dropped to a balanced state, and her arms, thighs, abdomen and other muscles in her body were in a very well-proportioned state, but she didn't expect that her body contained such a powerful force, and even she herself was startled by the power of this punch and kick, and she couldn't help but think of Mu Zhengyang's figure in her mind.

The junior high school student looked up at Mu Erya, and said with admiration on his face: "Sister, you are too powerful, these two people were easily beaten down by you, are you a legendary martial arts master?"

Mu Erya walked up to the junior high school student, patted him lightly on the shoulder, and said with a slight smile: "Martial arts master?

The junior high school student nodded obediently, and his look of admiration for Mu Erya did not diminish in the slightest.

......

Police station.

Mu Erya left after making the record, and the police who handled the case were still amazed, and it was the first time he had seen this situation after so many years of being a police officer.

The older deputy director next to him was holding a thermos cup in his hand, and the thermos cup was full of wolfberries, steaming out of the cup, looking at Mu Erya's departing back, and said lightly to the policeman handling the case: "You are still too young, this girl has something!"

In the mountains.

Mu Zhengyang read "Hundred Family Names", and deduced several sets of new moves from "Hundred Wrong Fists", in addition to the function of dividing muscles and bones, there is also an effect similar to the eighteen falls of sticky clothes.

The sky is white, and the mist in the mountains drifts in the wind.

Mu Dahai set off early in the morning and climbed the Wangri Cliff, and when he arrived at Nanshan Academy, the fiery red sun in the distance had just risen from Luofeng Lake, and Mu Zhengyang was practicing physical exercises on the edge of the cliff.

"Uncle, it's morning!", Mu Zhengyang stopped to greet Mu Dahai.

"You're really early, I'm fake early, I went up the mountain after breakfast yesterday and found that you had already gone to the county, so I came early in the morning today!"

"Is there anything wrong with coming to me so early?"

"Don't pretend to me, you kid, the three poachers you caught the day before yesterday are extraordinary, they are all real practitioners, and they live a life of licking blood at the tip of a knife all year round, which is extremely difficult to deal with, but you subdued the three of them alone, and only the bones and joints of their bodies were removed, and they have not suffered other injuries, which means that you subdued them in an instant, can you do this, how powerful do you kid have to be?"

Mu Dahai's eyes looking at Mu Zhengyang were particularly bright, as if there was a flame jumping inside.

"Hehe, I do know how to do a few hands!", Mu Zhengyang smiled casually.

"How many hands? your uncle is also an understanding person, don't try to fool your uncle, people who only have a few hands can't do this, you are definitely a master of the masters, I watched you grow up since childhood, I didn't expect you kid to hide so deeply!"

Mu Dahai seemed to have seen through everything, and his tone was extremely positive and full of emotion.

"I can contain them with a lot of luck, otherwise I might have been in the hands of a few of them!"

Mu Zhengyang himself recalled the situation that day, it was indeed very dangerous, first of all, the three poachers used up all the bullets in the shotgun when they were chasing the big macaque, and he was still holding a brush in his hand when he found him.

Mu Dahai nodded with great satisfaction, and said to Mu Zhengyang with great satisfaction: "Mu Xiu is destroyed by the forest wind, you are very humble in doing things for others, and you have done a good job in this regard! Those three poachers, I claim to have caught them together with the villagers of our Zhangshu Village, I think you can also understand my good intentions!"

"Uncle, this is a kind of protection for me, of course I can understand it!"

"You are really the unicorn of my family, no wonder in the first place among such descendants, our old man Qingfeng fell in love with you at once!"

......

Mu Dahai stayed in the mountains for a while, Mu Zhengyang chatted with him, and the more Mu Dahai chatted, the more satisfied Mu Zhengyang became, which refreshed his understanding of Mu Zhengyang.

Midday.

Wu Dabao came to Nanshan Academy, Mu Zhengyang filled him with a bottle of honey wine, and took time to pass on his movements and breathing methods in a set of body exercises, and stayed until about four o'clock in the afternoon before leaving.

About half an hour after Wu Dabao left, Mu Erya took a bus back to Zhangshu Village on the weekend, and didn't even go home and went straight to Nanshan Academy on Wangri Cliff, and said to Mu Zhengyang excitedly: "Brother, the self-cultivation exercises you taught me are really godly, I have lost weight, but not only is my energy very strong, but even my strength has been greatly enhanced!" When I was practicing self-cultivation exercises in Iron Mountain Square yesterday, I met two young people who were robbing a junior high school student of money, and I went up to stop them, and they tried to bully me, but I punched one and kicked the other over, not to mention how sour it was! No wonder you told us before that we can't pass on people at will, and we must first determine their character!"

"Haha, I Mu Zhengyang is true to his word, saying that if you have the opportunity to become a master of martial arts masters in the future, I will give you the opportunity to become a master of martial arts masters. ”

Mu Zhengyang has already deduced more than half of "Hundred Wrong Fists", and he will not be stingy with his own sister, and is ready to teach her one or two sets of routines in "Hundred Wrong Fists".