"This son's temperament is too poor, far worse than Shen Feng" Hongzhi naturally compared Shen Ling with Shen Feng, and couldn't help but sigh. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Just when Hongzhi sighed, the two of them in the school field had already opened.

Wang Hu saw that Shen Ling was young, so he didn't use all his strength, and although his moves were fierce, he was not ruthless. And although Shen Ling was insulted by Wang Hu and was indignant in his heart, he did not use all his strength. Let's watch the moves, and then do the strain.

Hongzhi looked at it from afar, and saw the mystery of it, and his opinion of Shen Ling also changed.

Having said that, the more Shen Ling fought, the more he realized that he was at a disadvantage. At this moment, he also understood why the previous person only defended and did not attack, just because Wang Hu took the lead, and there was no chance to fight back until the end. If you want to defeat Wang Hu, you can only wait for the moment when he exhausts his physical strength, turn defense into offense, and break it with one blow.

"Hmph!" Wang Hu suddenly stopped, laughed and said, "Boy, grandpa, am I so stupid?

Shen Ling was not in a hurry and made a gesture of please.

Wang Hu grinned and rushed over again. He didn't know what Shen Ling was best at was the gossip footwork he learned on the battlefield that day. Although this footwork cannot be attacked, no one can break it when defending. Since Shen Ling learned, he would deduce it every night. Compared with the last time I defeated the ancient sect in the restaurant, I have some understanding.

Wang Hu thought that Shen Ling was insulted by himself, and he would be in a big mess, and then he fought with him. In terms of martial arts, Shen Ling is definitely inferior to himself. At the age of seventeen, when Wang Hu exterminated the remnants of the Jin Dynasty, he killed the Quartet and became famous in a battle. He was also taught martial arts by the general at that time, but later he was asked to come to the Zhaoxian Hall. Wang Hu was reluctant at first, but he couldn't bypass the court.

After coming to the Zhaoxian Pavilion, Wang Hu made a rule. Anyone who can hold a stick of incense under his hand and can take all his strength is a victory. Wang Hu and Shen Ling fought hard, and then they were fighting. Although it was a warm-up, it can be seen that Wang Hu has not forgotten the rules he set.

Shen Ling saw that Wang Hu's offensive was ferocious, so he stepped on the two gates of life and death, absorbed it with the door of death, and unloaded the offensive with the door of death.

Wang Hu slapped it, but it didn't work. Then he used his palm as a claw, grabbed it with the momentum, and Shen Ling clenched his hand into a fist and hit the claw center. Wang Hu grabbed Shen Ling's hand hard, and the whole person flipped in the air, flipping Shen Ling's arm over, and then kicked Shen Ling's flaw.

Shen Ling's hand was caught, and there was another kick in front of him. The people around were embarrassed, thinking that Shen Ling would definitely die. Wang Hu's ruthlessness is well known, if this kick is hit, it will be gone.

But Hongzhi saw that the son of Engong was facing this situation, but he was indifferent.

Suddenly, Shen Ling jumped up, and his hands rose into the air with the help of Wang Hu's arms. kicked at Wang Hu's head, Wang Hu took a few steps back, and Shen Ling was able to get out of trouble.

"Good" The people around couldn't help but applaud.

Wang Hu paused and wiped the soil from his face. When he walked to the side, he slapped the shelf where the weapon was placed, and two spears flew out of it, Wang Hu grabbed it, and cut off the tip of the spear with internal force. I took a handful and threw it to Shen Ling.

Shen Ling didn't want to take it, but Wang Hu said: "Boy, I am afraid that it is difficult to distinguish between victory and defeat in hand-to-hand combat, and it depends on your division from Shaolin." I will make this stick with you, and use Shaolin martial arts to determine the victory. Shen Ling thought to himself: He must have seen me come with the red-clothed monk, so he thought that I was also a Shaolin disciple. Fortunately, my father knew some Shaolin martial arts, and he taught one or two. So I taught him not to be pleasant, so that I might be ashamed of my father.

When you set up a battle, you have to make a move. The monk on the side said, "Disciple, come here"

Seeing this, Wang Hu said: "Monk in red, you are afraid that you will lose your disciples!

Shen Ling arched his hand and came to Hongzhi's side. Hongzhi bowed his head and attached his ears, and after a while, Shen Ling came to the school field.

Wang Hu didn't wait, he attacked first, and the stick was like a real dragon, pointing directly at Shen Ling. Shen Ling took a step back, hit the stick with a stick, and then used his strength to pump it to Wang Hu's leg.

This has been the case several times in a row, and after dozens of rounds have passed, Wang Hu has almost no meat on his body.

"Where is the Shaolin stick method made by you kid," Wang Hu stopped and said, "What is this Shaolin stick method?"

Shen Ling laughed and said, "The snake hits seven inches, and the dog hits the head." What kind of stick do you say this is?"

"You" Wang Hu was so angry that he didn't know what to say at the moment, he naturally knew that this was the beggar gang's mastery of "beating dogs and sticks".

At this time, Hongzhi pushed aside the crowd and walked out, saluted and said: "Donor, the little apprentice has no intention, why should you be aggressive?

Wang Hu was already a hot-blooded soldier, but he was humiliated at the moment, and his blood was on his head. Abandoned the long stick, rushed over with the footwork of nothingness, and hit countless figures together.

Someone in the "Phantom Trace Fist" recognized this move, and they couldn't help but lose their minds.

Hongzhi didn't look back, stretched out his hands and pointed forward. The mouth said: "The illusion in the heart is born from the heart, and the transformation is from life." The donor is a hero, I expected you to attack and kill from the front" After speaking, Wang Hu's figure was gradually revealed, and he remained motionless in front of Hongzhi and the others.

"I'll let you stay here for a while today" Hongzhi bypassed Wang Hu and walked towards the door.

"Good" walked in from outside the door, with a childish face and crane hair, although the temples were white, but the demeanor was still the same.

Hongzhi saluted again and ignored him, but the man repeatedly stopped him. Helplessly, Hongzhi asked: "What is the reason for the donor, why do you want to stop the two of us from going?"

The man touched his beard and said with a smile: "Red, red." Could it be that you are a red-clothed monk Hongzhi? Back then, the wingman tribe became a Buddha in a battle, and he was even more loyal to the Ancient Sect earlier. Today, I don't know if I, Sima Liang, can say that I can move Your Excellency."

Hongzhi said Amitabha Buddha and left with Shen Ling.

Sima Liang had already come here and was watching when Shen Ling and Wang Hu were fighting. Seeing that Hongzhi was indifferent, he spoke again: "Little brother, seeing that your martial arts are very profound, if you are interested, you can come to my court." I will recommend you the post of general."

"Let's go," Hongzhi whispered to Shen Ling.

Shen Ling hesitated, turned around and said, "Thank you, he'll come back to visit in the future."

After Hongzhi and the others left, Sima Liang unlocked Wang Hu's acupoint and shook his head.