"In the words of your Huaxia Dynasty, the footwork is vain, this is your master?"

Xiao Nan Yiwu was just when he was excited, and suddenly saw the fork stabbed by the person who came in front of him without any experience in combat techniques. I couldn't help frowning.

"Phew!"

He shouted angrily, stretched out his hand, and grabbed the white blade with his bare hands, and even violently pushed the security guard on the opposite side away.

The security guards who flew into the air smashed their bodies into several security guards who came up, and a bunch of people rolled into a ball.

The audience was boiling instantly, but Xiao Nan Yiwu did not have the courage to return victorious, but was extremely depressed, and even roared.

I have the privilege of following the Dazhi Grandmaster to learn kendo for several years, and the Dazhi master once said that the world's first-class weapons are all in China, and when he was a child, he saw Li Shuwen's marksmanship and Li Jinglin's swordsmanship is invincible!

"What do you all eat, what kind of security guards do you have no skills. ”

As the secretary general, Qin Yuan was annoyed and angry, and he set up the security guard on the spot, and threw away the responsibility clearly.

The security captain is submissive, relying on other people's work and eating other people's food, so he can only nod.

"I'm sorry, we were at fault!"

The security guard next to him couldn't stand it: "We are at fault, we can't beat us, aren't you a bunch of martial arts masters here? Huaxia martial arts has a long history, what are you doing? You show your skills! Or you talk about how powerful your martial arts are all day long! You are a hammer! Lao Tzu didn't take this job seriously and stopped doing it!"

The security guard was a young man, and he couldn't stand the bird's anger, so he decided to leave the stall on the spot.

"When did I say how powerful martial arts are, I said it just to strengthen my body!"

The young man was on duty outside, obviously not hearing what Qin Yuan had just said.

"Hahaha!"

A bunch of people came over to join in, Li Bingyang was obviously among them, and when he heard Qin Yuan's words, he accidentally laughed.

"Who are you from, what are you laughing at, you have the ability to go up and defeat him now, I won't say anything, I will directly apply to my superiors to directly grant you the qualification of the fourth stage of martial arts!"

Qin Yuan's face then changed: "If you don't have that martial arts skill, I will react to your school! You don't want to participate in any martial arts competitions in the future!"

The meaning of this sentence is that Li Bingyang should not think about graduating normally, and even if he graduates, he should not think about work.

Li Bingyang also understood, and regretted that he laughed at that time.

Zhao Lei looked at Li Bingyang, and his face changed again and again. After thinking about it, I gritted my teeth.

"Secretary-General, you see, he's just a little kid, what do you have to do with him, or don't forget it. ”

Qin Yuan glanced at him, not recognizing who it was, but seeing the referee uniform he was wearing, he recognized Li Bingyang's student image at a glance.

"Why, he's your student? I left the words behind, today either you go up or he goes up. I'll only punish one person!"

The applause rang out, and Xiao Nan Yiwu looked at everyone with a mocking face.

"Hahaha, I already knew that the Chinese people acted well, what kind of drama is this, Henan Opera or Huangmei Opera? It's good-looking! It's just not one, in your words, there is no one with a handle, it's all this!"

Xiao Nan Yiwu gave a thumbs up with his right hand, then pressed it down, and laughed happily.

Qin Yuan clasped his hands: "What's the matter, have you two thought about it, which one will die!"

Zhao Lei looked at the stands and then at Li Bingyang. Xiao Nan Yiwu's kung fu is definitely not comparable to him. He can't compare, what about Li Bingyang?

Zhao Lei looked at Li Bingyang, there is a way to learn, and a teacher has a teacher's morality! It deserves to be doomed!

Li Bingyang was moving his steps: "I'll come, one person will do things and one person will do it!"

"Go back!"

Zhao Lei's face darkened, and it was impossible to have no temper in his heart.

"Xiao Nan Yiwu, right?

Saying that, Zhao Lei took off his coat, and someone next to him reached out to get it, he originally thought that this person was pitiful, who would have thought that he glanced at the other party, stopped, put the clothes on his body, and strode towards the stage.

"What arrogance, what arrogance, waiting for you to look good. The man who stretched out his hand cursed secretly.

Li Bingyang had the heart to explain for his teacher, who knew that the other party looked at him even more angry, and more ugly words broke out.

"One of the Dead Stars!"

The divine light in Xiao Nan's martial eyes lit up again: "Don't talk about anything else, there is finally a handle!"

Right and wrong is just because you talk more, and your troubles are all from the strong, it's just that!

Unlike Xiao Nan Yiwu who jumped on stage, Zhao Lei walked up slowly by ladder, his kung fu is under Xiao Nan Yiwu, but the realm is the same, if you are more careful in terms of physical strength, maybe you can win, right?

As soon as you get into the ring, you should think about it!

"Zhao Lei, the successor of the Southern Sect Gown Boxing, please give me advice!"

As soon as the identity is reported, this is already a martial arts duel. In the past, even if the martial arts were revealed, there were three rules.

This is the first time Li Bingyang has met it.

Xiao Nan Yiwu is rarely formal: "You have kung fu?"

He stands with his heels facing each other, his knees straight, his hands close to his sides, and his head bowed slightly.

"Hey! Judo Araki genre, Konan Kazutake. "It's his etiquette and it's used against opponents in the same division.

If you are receiving a high finger nodging, you should bow in a kneeling position.

Obviously, he sees Zhao Lei as the same master.

"Are you good at standing skills, or sleeping skills?"

At the beginning of the game, Zhao Lei asked as if unintentionally.

Standing skills, sleeping skills. Many people may not be used to this expression, which is usually one of striking and the other is about using grappling and locking to attack the opponent. In fact, it is also the three kinds of solid skills, throwing skills, and body skills.

Xiao Nan Yiwu seemed to be smiling instead of laughing, and did not answer, and suddenly burst out, and the sound was like thunder.

The husband is counted as the winner of the temple without a fight, and the temple is counted as a lot without a fight, and the temple is not victorious without a fight, and it is considered a little. More wins, less wins.

Xiao Nan Yiwu saw this, and the other party had scruples about him, so he simply made a bold move to explore the enemy's reality!

Attack it unprepared, take it by surprise.

Zhao Lei came back to his senses, and saw a flash of lightning in front of him, and in an instant, he actually retreated and shook his clothes in an instant, making a crackling sound, and then tied his clothes into sticks, and went directly to Xiao Nanyi.

"Bundled into a stick!?"

Li Bingyang's mind was buzzing, if he, Teacher Zhao Lei, really reached this level, wouldn't success be between the palms?

But in the ring, Zhao Lei rolled the cloth like a stick, and he played a heroic momentum in an instant, and there was only this one.

After that, Zhao Lei's heart and blood quickly declined, and under Xiao Nan Yiwu's attack, he was directly beaten five meters and fell heavily from the ring to the ground.

No one noticed that Zhao Lei had already stood up with a footprint under his feet, and his palms were full of sweat, which was clearly a manifestation of uncontrollable strength and declining strength.

Xiao Nan Yiwu got up, coughing constantly. But he laughed out loud and left.

"The world laughs at me for being crazy, and I laugh at others for not being able to see through it. I don't see the tomb of Wuling Haojie, and there are no flowers and no wine hoes to make fields. ”

Zhao Lei saw Xiao Nan Yiwu leaving, and his strong body could no longer hold on, and he fell to the ground all of a sudden, but he still looked at Qin Yuan.

"Secretary-General, what about this ...... Things?"

Zhao Lei's voice was intermittent, obviously his physical strength was exhausted, and he felt struggling to speak.

"Okay, good, it's none of his business anymore! You're out, I naturally want to praise and praise you!"

No one saw it, and when he said this, Qin Yuan's eyes were extremely dark.