Fu Qinghai and Jiang Yixia did not stop where they were, training in martial arts while migrating and trekking. Qing Ming controls the power armor and flies in the sky at all times, planning the route of travel.

By the big river with rough waves.

The "banging" water is constantly lapping and hitting the riverbank.

Fu Qinghai and Jiang Yixia each stood on top of two reefs.

Fu Qinghai took a step forward, tied a standard horse step, one arm retracted to his waist, one arm stretched forward, his palm spread upward, and said:

"Wing Chun, Castle Peak."

Jiang Yixia also posed with his hands:

"Wing Chun, Ah Xia."

After shouting the slogan, the two jumped up and rushed to each other, and at the same time landed on the river beach with sparse soil, just stood still, and then began the Wing Chun style of coming-and-going and see-to-see moves:

Clapping, spreading, pushing, hand-holding, palm-blocking, cross-elbow, checkered hand, diagonal elbow......

"Bang bang bang!"

The two kept fighting each other with their hands, and they quickly got an afterimage, which was dazzling and dizzying. At the same time, the two of them kept walking, straddle, traverse, retreat, and move forward...... Walking in circles on the river beach, constantly looking for each other's flaws.

Jiang Yixia saw the opportunity, a tricky parallel move, straight into Fu Qinghai's throat, Fu Qinghai twisted his shoulders and twisted his waist, two pushes and blocks, easily defused her killing moves, and a move "come and stay to send" made her stumble under her feet, open the empty door, and lose her defense......

Looking at the woman's full chest, Fu Qinghai only hesitated for 0.01 seconds, and then unceremoniously punched hard, "Dong Dong Dong" A series of Japanese punches beat her back again and again, and her sternum and ribs snapped, and finally fell to the ground......

Fu Qinghai is really powerless.

"Ahh......h

Jiang Yixia sat on the ground, raised his hand and rubbed his chest, grinning in pain, and said with a wrinkled face:

"Master, you flattened my chest."

Fu Qinghai stretched out his hand, Jiang Yixia took it, he pulled her up, and said in his mouth:

"Ah Xia, use the finger to poke the throat, don't swing the arm too much, this is a vicious and vicious move, don't use this move like a Russian-style big swing box, you must use it unexpectedly, sometimes it can be supplemented by other false moves as a cover."

Jiang Yixia stood still, and Fu Qinghai continued:

"You have to understand that Wing Chun pays a lot of attention to the concept of 'grabbing the middle line', the so-called 'keeping the middle and using the middle' - as long as you protect your middle line, attacks from other directions are easy to block. When you're playing against a Wing Chun master, it's important to have a good sense of distance and rhythm. ”

Jiang Yixia pursed his mouth:

"But my chest hurts."

Fu Qinghai explained:

"Silly girl, I'm here to let you experience for yourself how the skills, landing points and frequency of Wing Chun's punches, speed and power are weighed. The essence of the Japanese word punch is to exert force at the bottom of the elbow, the fist is marked like an arrow, one touch is loose, one loose is closed, and the other punch immediately follows up...... It is necessary to focus on the tendon that uses force at the bottom of the elbow. ”

"But my chest really hurts."

Jiang Yixia continued to beep:

"I feel like you've smashed my breasts."

Fu Qinghai ignored her and continued to take care of himself:

"What we are practicing now is Wing Chun Xiao Nian, which is the basic boxing book of Wing Chun, and it is a ......"

Fu Qinghai had always wanted to improve his Wing Chun boxing, but several of his full-time sparring partners in the battle group, including the attendant officer, the pharmacy chief, and the first company commander, had too poor foundation in hand-to-hand combat, and his boxing skills were too commonplace, and he was too vulnerable.

Nowadays, it is rare to encounter a Hulk brand human flesh sandbag that can't be broken or beaten, and you can finally hammer it happily. This remark was not so much for Jiang Yixia as for himself-inductive while practicing boxing.

"Let's go, Qing Ming has found a place where you can take a bath, there are hot springs and waterfalls, let's go and have a look."

Fu Qinghai patted Jiang Yixia's buttocks and said.

……

"Goo Du Goo Du ......"

The boiling hot spring was bubbling white steam, and the whole valley was shrouded in misty heat, and a surging smell of rotten eggs could be smelled, Fu Qinghai and Jiang Yixia walked into the hot spring valley.

The air is hot and wet, with little vegetation present, rings of dark yellow sulphide deposited on the black rocks, and a mixture of self-gushing springs and valley streams, resulting in uneven pond temperatures.

"Qing Ming has already scouted this place in advance."

Fu Qinghai walked to a pond and said.

After speaking, he leaned down and picked up a handful of hot water, put it to his mouth and drank it in one gulp, closed his eyes and savored it.

Then he opened his eyes and said:

"More than 50 degrees, it is a sulfur hot spring, there are no other toxic ingredients, you can rest assured to enter the water, no problem."

Jiang Yixia pulled the small vest on his body, the black knitted striped fabric was oozing with white salt crystals, and he couldn't help but show a disgusted expression, and said:

"My clothes are dirty, do you have a change of clothes?"

Fu Qinghai thought for a while, took out a set of classic interstellar warrior standard regular clothes from the white suitcase-a crotch cloth and gray linen robe, threw it to Jiang Yixia, then turned around, and jumped into the hot spring with a "poof".

"Whew...... Refreshing. ”

Fu Qinghai breathed a long sigh of relief.

Gently close your eyes and lean against the stone behind you.

The hot spring ponds in the valley, large and small, are dotted, Jiang Yixia took the cloth robe thrown by Fu Qinghai, turned around and walked straight to another pond - it is very strange, this woman who usually seduces and teases Fu Qinghai in various ways, but at this time she is reserved, refusing to take off her clothes and change clothes in front of him.

"Poof."

There was a sound of falling water from behind.

Fu Qinghai quietly relaxed herself, closed her eyes and meditated, did not bother with the female Hulk, nor did she try to use Force perception to outline Jiang Yixia's beautiful and seductive body lines.

"Whoa......

The sound of a soft water entry rings in my ears.

Fu Qinghai felt someone swim to his side, and then, a pair of fingers pressed to his forehead and began to knead.

The pressure of the slender jade fingers was moderate, so comfortable that Fu Qinghai couldn't help but take a deep breath, and pressed his fingers all the way from the Tianling cover to the temples, accompanied by a surging fragrance lingering around the tip of his nose, and the faint skin friction and physical contact between the legs and waist were like a feather, constantly scratching the tip of Fu Qinghai's heart.

Fu Qinghai suddenly opened his eyes.

Jiang Yixia's ruddy face was close to the end of the day.

A pair of big eyes are looking at themselves squarely.

Jiang Yixia is the kind of heroic look, thick and dense wild eyebrows, which is often called sword eyebrows by Chinese people, the upper eyelids are pressed straight down, the center of gravity of the eyes is back, the eyes are bright and energetic, and when she collapses her face, she looks unattainable.

Like a Siberian female tiger staring at you.

This is the so-called "tiger beauty".

Cat beauties are arrogant, and tiger beauties are arrogant. Tiger beauties are indifferent and alienated, there is no possibility of being tamed and kept in captivity, there is no need to please humans, and they unconsciously exude a kingly aura of being in a high position for a long time and not angry and arrogant.

If you use animals as metaphors for beauties, Zhang Yuning is a standard python beauty, with tight skin, slender bones and figure. It is both life and death, cold-blooded, vicious and tempting in the original ecology. And Jiang Yixia is not a style at all.

Jiang Yixia didn't speak, just looked at Fu Qinghai quietly.

Fu Qinghai was also carefully looking at the big beauty in front of him.

Long atrium, long mouth fissure, cheekbones, large cat's eyes with raised lower eyelids. The half-side blade-like contour, the eyebrow bone is towering forward, but the forehead is sloped back, closely echoing the staggered eyebrow and eye structure, the chin is long and forward, and the male appearance feels doubled.

This pull gives this face a tearing ferocious beast - just like a tiger almost never bites the neck of its prey, but bites its skull directly, and its sharp teeth bite directly through the skull. is full of aggressive appearance, and when it comes to her face, she is still so beautiful that she is not good, and she deserves to be a top beauty.

Fu Qinghai made up a lot of things in his brain in an instant.

couldn't help but reach out and stroke Jiang Yixia's face.

She also accepted his touch very cooperatively, turned her face slightly sideways, her aggressive gaze was still staring at the man, she gently opened her mouth to show her teeth, and bit her thumb hard.

"Master......"

Tongue coating scratches fingerprints.

Jiang Yixia called softly.

"Whoa—"

Fu Qinghai stood up from the hot spring, the hot and steaming water flowed down the bulging muscles of the ridge back, Fu Qinghai hugged Jiang Yixia's whole person, only to find that she was wrapped in her own crotch cloth, wrapped around a few times like a skirt.

Fu Qinghai slammed Jiang Yixia to the shore.

"Hee-hee."

Jiang Yixia smiled deliciously.

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"Like water, my friend."

- Bruce Lee

"Boom Rumble......

The waterfall pours down the water with a drop of tens of meters, like a silver-white dragon, with misty water droplets and mist crashing headlong into the deep blue pool, splashing the sky.

Directly above the rocks that have been hit by the waterfall.

There seemed to be a faint figure, sitting cross-legged.

Beyond the deep pools and waterfalls, in the glades, the black and rotten dead wood branches, the moist and green velvet moss, in a quiet natural environment, from time to time there were a few female voices drinking, and the sound of punching through the air.

Jiang Yixia is practicing air strikes.

"Drink! Drink! Ha! Ha ......"

He had thick black hair and a hemp braid at the back of his head, clinging to the back of his head and neck. Jiang Yixia was wearing a simple vest and shorts, stepping on the forest grass with his bare feet, his arms were folded with both hands, his sharp gaze was tightly locked on the air in front of him, as if there was some powerful enemy there, his footwork moved rhythmically, and his hands kept swinging his fists.

Sheep attack, jab, front hand punch, long distance straight punch......

In the inner melee battle, Jiang Yixia hit several hooks in a row, so fast that only afterimages remained; The upper body swayed, the arms protected the head, and the left and right pendulum dives and swayed; The pace moves, playing while retreating, hitting first and then retreating; Counter-racking, switching attacks, switching angles, blocking counterattacks, and changing the rhythm of air strikes from steady to explosive......

Jiang Yixia practiced very seriously.

Meticulous and undivided attention.

This is actual combat boxing, or street boxing, as for rope tactics and cutting boxing and other ring-specific skills, Fu Qinghai did not teach, and Jiang Yixia did not practice.

After a long time of air strikes, it seemed that he was tired of training, Jiang Yixia suddenly hung down the huddle, tiptoed sideways, moved forward quickly, and suddenly raised his thighs and kicked hard.

There was a loud bang.

The thick trunk of the tree was broken off at the waist.

Jiang Yixia didn't even transform.

The cracked stubble cut the soles of her feet.

Step side kick, the most powerful leg method in Jeet Kune Do.

First, a few quick small steps to accumulate inertia, and then an instant step backwards and a side kick can explode into a huge impact.

Jeet Kune Do originates from Wing Chun, and it is natural and natural to practice Jeet Kune Do after practicing Wing Chun.

Jiang Yixia's face was as usual, ignoring the blood flowing from the soles of his feet, and continued to practice the various moves of Jeet Kune Do.

"Asha."

Fu Qinghai's voice came, interrupting her practice.

Fu Qinghai, who was wet all over, strolled over, his black hair was combed back against his scalp, his handsome face and muscular body were hung with cold and cold droplets, which were crystal clear in the sun, exuding a sparkling broken light.

The two walked side by side on the edge of the pool.

Fu Qinghai glanced down at the small wound on the soles of Jiang Yixia's feet, and thought to himself that it was a pity that all he had learned were Force skills on the Sith side, almost all of them were hurtful skills on the dark side of the Force, and there was no Force healing skill on the light side of the Force.

"Jeet Kune Do is not just a school of martial arts."

Fu Qinghai said as he walked:

"It's a philosophical idea."

Jiang Yixia turned his head to look at Fu Qinghai's serious face, he only felt so handsome, he didn't pay attention to what he said at all.

"Listen to me."

Fu Qinghai pinched her face.

Then he pointed to the deep pools and waterfalls, and said:

"Clear your mind, Asha."

"Bruce Lee once said."

"Like water, my friend."

The waterfall continues to gush like silver.

"Ethereal, nothing."

"When water goes into a cup, it is a cup. When water is bottled, it is a bottle. When water is put into the kettle, it is a kettle. ”

"Quiet, but the water flows. moving, but the waves are monstrous. ”

Fu Qinghai said slowly.

Jiang Yixia was thoughtful.

"It's like pointing to the moon with a finger."

Fu Qinghai raised a finger and said to Jiang Yixia:

"If you just focus on your fingers."

"You'll miss the moon, and the moon is like water."

Jiang Yixia's big eyes followed his fingers.

"Bruce Lee said: Running water does not rot, so what you need to do is to keep your rhythm. When the martial arts are used, they will move when they say it, and they will become one with a snap of their fingers. An excellent person who practices martial arts should not feel nervous, but should be in his chest, the enemy advances, I retreat, the enemy retreats, I advance, once the opportunity arises, ......"

Fu Qinghai's mind flashed past battle fragments.

Fist to flesh, bloody fight.

Jiang Yixia recalled countless training scenes in his mind.

Punch and kick, keep flashbacking.

Fu Qinghai turned to look at Jiang Yixia:

"You don't have to do anything, it's just a matter of course."

After speaking, Fu Qinghai suddenly smiled.

"Remember."

"Like water, my friend."

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