It's just a general exchange. They are all acquaintances, and they are private. Naturally, it will not hurt the peace. At this moment, Huang Ping was a little proud, looked at Chen Yao and said, "Master Chen, you are still not very proficient in this art." I'm sorry, I won half a move by luck. ”

Chen Yao's face suddenly became a little unpleasant. Huang Ping: This is revenge. His words just now are indeed a bit out of line. Huang Ping is angry with his old man.

Why do you have one of my father's eyes. You can't even beat me. I was ashamed to challenge Master Chen, what kind of person is Master Chen, that is someone that even my father admires.

"Ah Ping!" Huang Santai stood up and shouted at the right time.

Even if it is a siege relief, it is actually a kind of protection for Huang Ping. Too rigid and easy to break. It's okay if the other party is broad-minded, but if it's narrow-minded. This sentence offends people.

"Old Bean!" Huang Ping walked up to him, clasping his fists and saluting, but with a hint of pride on his face.

Huang Santai looked sideways at Chen Fan next to him, and said with a smile: "Brother Chen, I still have to rely on your guidance." ”

Chen Fan thought about it carefully, according to some of his own understanding, and then said to Huang Ping: "The most important thing about the tiger and crane double form is the meaning, whether it is the tiger and crane, the five shapes, the shape and the meaning, etc. Humans have taken nutrients from animal hunting and formed our martial arts routines. But animals are just animals in the end. There is still a difference between people. Some say visualize animals. I think that's a bit of a reversal. I think the most important thing is to understand!"

"But!" Huang Ping was a little puzzled and wanted to refute. He was not convinced of Chen Fan, you are a person who practices Tai Chi, and you still came to guide me to the tiger and crane double form. What an international joke. Am I stupid?

But without waiting for him to speak, Huang Santai shouted: "Shut up, listen to your Uncle Chen obediently." ”

Chen Fan was a little embarrassed. What uncle, am I younger than Huang Ping? Immediately sneered and said, "Brother Huang, you are too polite. Ah Ping and I will go our separate ways. ”

Saying that, Chen Fan continued: "Your move of tiger predation just now was a little too restrained. As a result, your moves are still very rusty and sluggish. In this way, the amplitude is not so large, and in addition, the lower back is bent to a certain extent, and you are trying. ”

Huang Ping listened, and he was not polite, and directly used this trick. And this time it was according to Chen Fan's method. In an instant, Huang Ping's face changed.

It is obvious that the coherence of the whole action has increased exponentially, and the power and lethality have become more powerful.

There were all clear-eyed people present, and even Chen Yao's face changed. If Huang Ping used this trick just now. I really can't catch it, not only can't I catch it. I'm afraid I will still have to worry about my life.

Martial arts are like this, one move is enough to determine the winner or loser.

Chen Yao looked at Chen Fan, who was light and breezy, and he also heard it just now. It was Chen Fan's just a few words that made Huang Ping's tricks have been reborn. It's amazing.

But what everyone didn't expect was that this was not over, with Huang Ping's movements. Coupled with Chen Fan's mention just now, Huang Ping seems to have found a trick. The whole set of tiger and crane double shape is beaten down. Not to mention, many movements are no longer rigid to one move. Often one move is not finished, and the next move comes out. The whole fist is like flowing water, which is particularly natural.

Huang Santai's complexion changed. As soon as he looked up, he saw Zhang Jingsi also looking at him. At this time, Zhang Jingsi arched his hand and said, "Brother Huang, congratulations." Ah Ping: This is an epiphany. Looking at the posture, his punching technique is already a bit of a peak. ”

Huang Santai was very happy. He really didn't expect to make such progress in a single sentence. As far as Huang Ping's performance is concerned, it has surpassed his strength.

But at this moment, Huang Ping, who finished a set of punches, did not immediately close his momentum. At this time, Huang Ping's shoulders were slightly apart and he stood straight. The whole person seems to be bent but not bent, and a unified rhythm and float are formed between breathing and body ups and downs.

It's just that the others are far away. But Chen Fan, Huang Santai, Zhang Jingsi and Chen Yao all heard it, and at this moment, there was a buzzing sound on Huang Ping's body.

"This ......"

Huang Santai's face changed, and then he turned to look at Chen Fan and said: "Master Chen, my Huang family has written down this favor, and if there is anything that needs my Huang family's help in the future, we are duty-bound!"

Huang Santai didn't even call his brother anymore. Rather, it is directly addressed as a master. What was it just now? This is the thunder sound of the tiger and leopard, reaching this level, and it is not far from the sound of the muscles and bones. This means that Huang Ping is about to become a martial arts master - entering the level of Ming Jin.

"Brother, I have a nephew who is not a good thing. Why don't you trouble my brother to help me point me out?" Zhang Jingsi said beside him, with indescribable envy and expectation in his tone.

Chen Yao wanted to move, but he thought of his previous attitude. At this point, he couldn't say anything to ask. In the final analysis, he Chen Yao still has to be a little embarrassed.

Chen Fan smiled at the moment and said, "Brother Zhang, don't laugh at me." It's all a coincidence. Where do I understand this. That is, a few words of nonsense, which cannot be taken seriously. ”

As soon as Chen Fan said this, Zhang Jingsi stopped talking. The rules of martial arts are strict. The exercises are all secret books of various sects. Some inheritances are even passed on to men but not to women, and not to outsiders in Sichuan. He also knew he was being reckless. But for the sake of my nephew, it doesn't matter if I give it a try. But when Chen Fan said this, he wouldn't ask for more. It's not about relationships, it's a taboo for everyone.

This was followed by a few rounds of competition. But every time he competed, Chen Fan looked thoughtful. It was Zhang Jingsi's nephew's turn.

Zhang Jingsi's nephew's full name is Zhang Tao, a young man in his early twenties, 1.75 meters tall, and the whole person is also handsome, with a pair of thick eyebrows that looks very simple.

Baguazhang is also quite popular. Zhang Tao's opponent happened to be the heir of the Zhou family in the iron cloth shirt, Zhou Yong's younger brother, named Zhou Hong, a stout man who was two meters tall and one meter tall.

Zhang Tao's skills are very good, but his strength is insufficient, and Zhou Hong is even a foreigner. It's embarrassing at the moment. Zhang Tao couldn't move. Zhou Hong also took the flexible Zhang Tao and didn't have much to do. For a while, the situation was deadlocked. Everyone knows that this competition is like this, and it depends on who is physically exhausted.

At this moment, Zhang Jingsi suddenly said to Chen Fan: "Brother, what do you think of my nephew's level?"

Chen Fan was attracted by the battle in the arena at this time. Compared to previous rounds. The competition between Zhang Tao and Zhou Hong is more valuable for reference. The characteristics of the two are destined for the way they fight. You come and go, basically Zhou Hong is a trick to eat all over the world.

Just bullying you, Zhang Tao can't break his defense. The movements are all wide open and close, and there is not much skill to speak of. But Zhang Tao had to do his best.

Therefore, with Zhang Jingsi's sudden attack, Chen Fan didn't think about it, and said directly: "It's a pity." Zhang Tao's trick is wrong. There are a few places where moves seem to be missing. This caused him to not have enough attack power. Otherwise, with Zhou Hong's three-legged cat's iron cloth shirt, he couldn't stop it at all. ”

As he was talking, Zhou Yong's guy also came over: "Isn't this iron cloth shirt practiced like this?"

Chen Fan shook his head and said, "No, I think Zhou Hong seems to be invincible in defense." But there were a few times when he hesitated. He should have a dark wound. I heard that there is also a special medicinal bath for foreign kung fu. This should be something wrong. ”

As soon as he finished speaking, Chen Fan was stunned, because the two heads had already come to him and blocked all his sights.

Chen Fan smiled and touched his nose. He said, "Brother Zhang, Master Zhou, what are you doing here?" I just said it casually. Don't take it seriously. ”

Zhang Jingsi eagerly grabbed Chen Fan's hand: "Brother, tell you the truth, how much kung fu do you know?"