The stunts of kung fu giants are not something that ordinary people can imitate, but Yi Zhangyi is not an ordinary person, except for Yi Zhangyi.

Yi Zhangyi, who has opened up the muscles and veins of his whole body, may not be able to make specific moves that are the same as the kung fu giants in his heyday, but it is certain that he will definitely be able to give full play to the essence of his moves.

Wing Chun, Master Ip Man's famous boxing method, one of the martial artists that Yi Zhangyi admires the most, has been imitated a long time ago, but has been suffering from no practice, just practicing by himself.

It just so happens that we must take this opportunity today to make the most of this opportunity.

What, why did you say Yi Zhangyi didn't compete with Lin Ziye a few times?

It's not that there hasn't been, it's just that as soon as the punch came out, Lin Ziye giggled, and Yi Zhangyi had no choice but to give up.

"Wing Chun?"

Luan Ping was stunned for a moment, not knowing what he meant.

Of course, Luan Ping didn't know what Yi Zhangyi meant by normal, if he knew what Wing Chun was, there would be ghosts.

Yi Zhangyi smiled and said softly: "Today, let you have a good look at the traditional martial arts of our Chinese nation!"

Anyway, on the premise of the original Wing Chun starting pose, two more movements were added.

The right foot retreated slightly, and he half-squatted down.

This is the horse step, any martial arts in China is inseparable from the foundation of practice, all kinds of boxing, martial arts, the action requirements of the horse step, are different, and its role is naturally not the same.

Yi Zhangyizha's horse step is extremely luxurious and ...... Pretending to be forked, fortunately Lin Ziye is not here, otherwise, she should laugh at Yi Zhangyi's pretense again.

There's no way, this kind of action is to be 'made' in this way, so that it can meet the meaning of the zào created by this move.

Although life is very realistic, life will inevitably play out a scene in a movie sometimes.

The breeze blew through the streets, blowing up the few remaining leaves on the street, white clothes, no wind blowing themselves, and standing on the street full of justice, it was a man in the middle of his age.

I saw that the man stretched out his right hand and made a gesture of please, but his heavy eyebrows looked at the man opposite lightly, and suddenly his anger came out in an instant......

Ahem......

A bit off topic...... But, yes, that's the kind of shot.

Every time Yi Zhangyi watched TV, he fantasized that he was the man in white clothes, splashing his blood on his opponent.

"Tsk, no matter what you say, you are not my opponent, haven't you heard the patriarch's comments on you?" Luan Ping said unruly: "The patriarch's eyesight, there is no doubt about it!"

Hey......

Yi Zhangyi said in his heart, this guy has too many words, if he will listen to the patriarch in everything, why didn't the patriarch listen to it just now, hehe, it's just a dictatorial guy!

"Come on, I'll give you a move!"

Yi Zhangyi skipped his question and said directly provocatively.

Luan Ping smiled, as if he was in the middle of his arms, moved his two arms, and rushed towards Yi Zhangyi.

"Yikes!"

"Inside and outside the pincer Yang Ma ......" Yi Zhangyi said these words slowly.

I saw Yi Zhangyi's left foot in front and his right foot behind, standing in the shape of 'non-ding and non-eight', and then the left knee joint rotated outward to each other, so that the hip bone moved backwards, and the right knee joint twisted outward, so that the hip joint moved forward, and the two knee joints pulled each other apart in two opposite directions, and then, the hip joints clamped together.

For example, in this method, the feet stand in a state of 'non-ding and non-eight', and the double joints are twisted inward, which is the internal clamp Yang horse.

The two kinds of pincers and horses played smoothly, and then stretched out his hand to Luan Ping, who was attacking, and all of a sudden, he grabbed Luan Ping's arm.

Yi Zhangyi smirked, and after stopping the attack, he freed up one hand and struck Luan Ping's chest like a storm, as if he was hitting a wooden stake for practice.

The wooden stake is a necessary auxiliary prop for practicing Wing Chun.

Legend has it that it was invented by Qi Jiguang, but this wooden pile is not a unique practice prop of Wing Chun, just like horse steps, on top of different boxing techniques and martial arts, the meaning and role of wooden pile on it are not the same.

Of course, the wooden wooden stake is no longer suitable for Yi Zhangyi to practice, if it is him, he must use special steel to customize one.

Therefore, in the end, Yi Zhangyi didn't even have a decent wooden stake, so he already had such an achievement.

This qiē is of course due to the opening of the tendons and veins, as well as the gradual stabilization and growth of the demonic power.

However, the essence of Wing Chun is that it is a one-move victory, not like Yi Zhangyi is now, constantly hitting the opponent, it seems to have the upper hand, but it is to let himself lose a lot of body for no reason.

Naturally, Yi Zhangyi was influenced by a certain movie, so he thought that as long as Wing Chun fought quickly, one punch would be more fierce than the other, and the opponent would naturally surrender.

Of course, now Yi Zhangyi does have the upper hand, although the strength of the two is equal to each other, but Luan Ping was really taken aback by Yi Zhangyi's simple but not simple moves.

Luan Ping struggled to shake Yi Zhangyi away, and Yi Zhangyi quickly recovered his original battle posture and said to Luan Ping: "Come on, continue!"

"What kind of ghost move is this, why did you catch me all of a sudden!" Luan Ping asked in shock.

Yi Zhangyi blew his already sweaty hands a few times, and said: "Didn't you already say it, it's Wing Chun, you don't understand, you naturally don't have to understand......"

"No more nonsense!"

Luan Ping suddenly became furious.

With both fists forced, his right foot slammed on the ground, stepped out of a pit on the ground, his arms were like a whirlwind, and he swung violently in place a few times, and then attacked Yi Zhangyi again.

Luan Ping arrived in an instant, and just when Yi Zhangyi was about to grasp it in his hand with the original method, Luan Ping was already alert, and suddenly flipped his arms one hundred and eighty degrees, wrapped around Yi Zhangyi's hands, and instantly wrapped around Yi Zhangyi's arms.

"Oh no!" Yi Zhangyi was excited, and as soon as his right foot withdrew, he was about to break free from Luan Ping's hand, but he didn't expect that Luan Ping was like an octopus, entangled Yi Zhangyi in a real way, and Yi Zhangyi couldn't break free for a while.

Luan Ping smiled weirdly, his head was like a copper hammer, and he smashed it towards Yi Zhangyi's head.

"Wrapped Shield!" Yi Zhangyi screamed, and when Luan Ping's head was about to hit his head, the wrapped shield suddenly opened, condensing a fine protective layer on Yi Zhangyi's head.

Bang!!!

Yi Zhangyi's eyes were in a trance, and then his body trembled violently, and he fell to the ground.

Not only that, but the entangled shield formed by Yi Zhangyi was almost shattered before it was fully formed.

Yi Zhangyi shook his head, "It's not this, is it?"

A pun intended.

First, Yi Zhangyi was expressing his surprise that Luan Ping was able to instantly understand his Wing Chun moves and turn them into his own moves;

On the other hand, Luan Ping, although he broke Yi Zhangyi's entangled shield, he was also dizzy, and for a period of time, his eyes were blurry and he couldn't see things clearly.

"Your head is so hard!" Yi Zhangyi spat on the ground, obviously unconvinced.

"You're not bad, you can actually get black smoke out of your head, it's really different from us barbarians......" Luan Ping said while rubbing his head.

Smoky ......

Yi Zhangyi muttered these two words to himself, after the current shield is broken, it is indeed a state of black smoke and misty, which is also another expression of the shield since the shield has been upgraded.

Embodiment - black smoke.

The existence of black smoke also proves that Yi Zhangyi's demonic power has made a qualitative leap, like before, after this shield is broken, it will disappear in an instant, how can there be this kind of black smoke.

This black smoke is not necessarily the only ability, when Yi Zhangyi knows that the black smoke can occur in an instant with various concrete abilities, you can imagine his excitement and excitement.

has his own moves, and Yi Zhangyi finally has his own special moves!

"So, are you convinced?" Yi Zhangyi said coldly.

After the comparison of these moves, Yi Zhangyi already knows Luan Ping's strength, although he is on par with his own strength, but Yi Zhangyi belongs to the technical combatant, and Luan Ping belongs to the potential fighter, although Luan Ping's future achievements may be stronger than his current self, but for now, his strength is enough to defeat him.

However, Yi Zhangyi's words were giving Luan Ping a chance, an apology to the patriarch, and a chance to change his previous arrogant thoughts.

"Uh-hehe-he-he......" Luan Ping laughed.

"What are you laughing at?" Yi Zhangyi said word by word.

"I didn't laugh at anything...... You demon, get out of our barbarian clan quickly, I may not be able to beat you at this time, but we barbarians, it's not just me, it doesn't matter if you want to fight me, you have to think about it, you will face the entire barbarian ......" Luan Ping said disorganizedly.

"Heh......" Yi Zhangyi lowered his head, then raised it and said, "I think you will be mistaken, I don't want to fight you, I just ......"

"Just what?" Luan Ping said when he saw Yi Zhangyi pause.

"Just ......"

Yi Zhangyi seemed to have made up his mind, and said categorically: "It's just that I can't get used to you!"

As soon as the words fell, Yi Zhangyi formed a layer of shield in his hand, and his fist instantly flashed black, rushing like thunder, fast as lightning, Yi Zhangyi flew up and punched Luan Ping's chest.

"Poof...... Ahh

A muffled snort came from Luan Ping, followed by a mouthful of heavy blood, spit on the ground, and then fell to the ground.

"This, this ......" The patriarch sat up from the kang at this time, his face was full of hesitation, and said, "Oh, what can I do about this......

"Patriarch, you are serious, I just can't get used to him, so I want to teach him a lesson!"