My autobiography cannot be a tragedy

Chapter 270 Flaws
When the two walked out of the temple, Yan Weiwei's mood was obviously much better.

At least in terms of pace, you can walk side by side with Meng Lang...

"Uh... How about we go around again, the scenery here is good, and it is still a famous tourist attraction, and the North Temple Pagoda is said to be a scenic spot in Suzhou City, how about going out without seeing it?

Climb high and look far away, and then listen to the morning bell and evening drum, what troubles are there in this life!

By the way, what time does the evening drum sound in the afternoon? "

Yan Weiwei glanced at him.

"Are you free?"

I am very busy, just watching Fan Shigang's pitiful sympathy. After all, I am also partly responsible for his misery...

"Um……"

"Stop it, you're free and I'm not free either!"

Yan Weiwei clenched her fists, her ponytail fluttered, her eyes seemed to have regained their former brilliance, and her whole body showed a high-spirited look.

"You're right, complaining about others can't change anything, what I have to do is to work harder!
As long as I am strong enough, I can meet gods and kill gods, and Buddhas and Buddhas!Clear all obstacles in front of you!
So I decided that I will adjust myself to the peak state in these two days, even if I have to lie down and come back this time, I will not give up easily! "

The flag is planted, is this definitely the flag? !
"But no matter what, I still want to thank you today."

"Uh...thank me for what?" Meng Lang was puzzled.

Thank you for being honest and telling you my biggest secret?

If it is, there is no need for it, just take it as compensation for the brothers who gossip behind their backs, and everyone trades secrets for secrets, and no one suffers...

"thank you for your concern……"

emm...

Seeing Meng Lang's strange expression, Yan Weiwei turned her head uncomfortably and snorted.

"But next time, if you let me know that you are asking about my gossip behind my back, then don't blame me for using your fists, and teach you how to behave!"

The way of being a man...

Meng Lang turned around and looked up at the archway of "Bao En Temple".

In fact, I don’t have any good manners as a person, probably just retaliate for retaliate...

……

"boom!"

After returning to the boxing gym, it was another half hour of torment...

Fan Shigang was knocked down by KO without suspense again!

"Are today's young people so desolate? No wonder your master asked you to find me to climb the mountain like a dog's skin plaster.

As far as your level is concerned, five points of my strength are enough. If you really go climbing, you may not even be able to enter the mountain gate! "

Yan Weiwei folded her hands on her chest, her eyes were sharp, and she was still so unforgiving.

"Yes... I'm sorry, I'm too weak..."

"Weakness is not an excuse, stand up and continue! Every day I only know what is the use of stance, kung fu is practiced in actual battles!
If you want to be stronger than others, you have to suffer more than others! "

"Yes... yes! Master Yan!"

Fan Shigang grimaced and gave Meng Lang a pitiful look.

Brother, I thought you went out to find out your love?

But why did Master Yan's aura change after he came back?

I still had a gloomy face when I was beaten just now, but now I feel a little bit more excited, as if I have been beaten!

Are you going out to give Master Yan some buffs...

As if he understood the other person's eyes, Meng Lang twitched the corner of his mouth.

What can I do?I am also very helpless!

I wanted to use a "purification" to wash away the opponent's negative state, but I didn't expect that it seemed to be a little too hard, and it was brushed as "burning will".

This time it’s okay, the negative status is cleared.

Along with a substantial increase in morale, the probability of a second action has increased, and the lethality has doubled...

Seeing the "pitiful" man who fell on the stage and struggled to get up, facing Demon King Yan, Meng Lang finally spoke with some guilt.

"Cough! Otherwise... let me try?"

"Huh?" X2
Yan Weiwei's expression was weird, but Fan Shigang was almost overwhelmed.

An ordinary person who has no strength to restrain a chicken, sees the power of Master Yan, and dares to stand up...

Brother Meng, we haven't known each other for long.

But starting today, you are my dear relatives and friends, brothers and sisters!

"You?" Yan Weiwei looked at him strangely.

"Didn't you just say it wasn't enough for me to kick?"

"Cough! That was just now, this moment and that moment, I have been watching for so long, and I have already discovered the flaws in your body!"

"A flaw?!" Yan Weiwei almost laughed angrily.

"You said you saw my flaws when you stood by and watched for a while?"

Do you think you are a fairy sister?
"Hmm! Is there a problem?" Meng Lang smiled lightly.

Yan Weiwei twitched the corners of her mouth.

I have to say that the smile on Meng Lang's face at this moment... really owes me!
"Oh! Alright, then you come up, Fan Shigang, take off your armor and give it to him!"

My old lady told you to pretend to be thirteen!
Just for your "seeing the flaw" sentence just now, and that smirk on your face, I will help you!

"No, that thing... I shouldn't need it."

What?Can't use it? !

Don't mention Yan Weiwei this time, Fan Shigang was stunned.

Master Yan didn't seem like someone who would show mercy to his opponents on stage.

Are you so confident about the relationship between the two of you...?
"Are you serious?"

"Of course!"

Meng lang climbed onto the boxing ring as he spoke.

Um!Stepping on the right foot first, then crawling through, and finally retracting the left foot, the kind of movement that is not crisp at all... There is no handsomeness at all.

"Come on! Hit me!"

Seeing that Meng Lang was really standing opposite her, looking like she was going to fight her, Yan Weiwei really laughed angrily this time.

The time he fought with Yuan Li, the time he fought at the bar, how many points of Meng Lang's force value could he have, how could she not know?

Are low-level generals enough to dare to go on stage?

What happened to the high level of detection skills?
No matter how high your level is, you are still a logistics hero engaged in intelligence!
Please figure out your position, will it work?
"Hehe! Okay, this is what you asked for. I haven't seen a guy as confident as you for a long time. I hope you won't regret it later!"

Show mercy?

nonexistent!

"Brother save me" huh?
I will let you find inspiration for writing today!

Here, Fan Shigang looked at Meng Lang, who had a mysterious and confident face, and murmured in his heart.

Brother Meng obviously has a plan in mind!

Um!After all, he is the man who even stored his fingerprints on Master Yan's electronic lock...

As the saying goes, beating is kissing and scolding is love. Standing here, isn't it in the way of others spreading dog food?

"Okay! Brother, come on! If you can't do it, you must stop!"

Fan Shigang limped off the stage with his teeth bared, and there were only two people left on the stage.

"I don't bully you either, let you do three tricks first!"

Yan Weiwei was the first to activate King's Contempt.

"No, no, no, I am the one, I will give you thirty moves first!"

Meng Lang didn't show any weakness and counterattacked with a "taunt".

Yan Weiwei: "#"

Although she didn't understand why meng lang was having trouble thinking about it, Yan Weiwei felt that it was necessary for him to ask for benevolence and benevolence today!

Unceremoniously going up is a ferocious whip kick!

"brush!"

Yan Weiwei's toes almost brushed Meng Lang's nose.

"Huh?" Yan Weiwei was taken aback, missed the kick?
Shit luck!Come again!

"Brush! Brush! Brush!"

top, chest, bottom...

Whip kick, side kick, hook kick...

In the eyes of Fan Shigang in the audience, Meng Lang just took a step back, twisted his body a few times, and was completely unharmed under the shadow of Yan Weiwei's swift legs...

hello!This is too much!
If you want to release water, you should touch it anyway, and I will count it as a fight between the two of you.

What's up with the outline of the body?

But looking at it, Fan Shigang's face gradually became a little puzzled.

It's true that Meng Lang's expression was relaxed, but why did Master Yan become more and more uncomfortable the more he slapped his face?

And looking at the speed and strength of Master Yan's movements...it seems to be a bit more fierce than when he was practicing against himself just now?
Hitting and hitting, even the breath seems to be a little messed up?

Is it my illusion?
Or are these two guys acting too realistic?

"Swipe! Brush!"

Twisting his waist left and right, avoiding Yan Weiwei's series of side kicks, the next moment, Meng Lang, who was still only defending but not attacking, suddenly moved.

He stepped forward sideways, and easily avoided Yan Weiwei's knee bump, but the fingers of his right hand had already lightly tapped the eyebrows of Yan Weiwei who looked astonished...

"Thirty strokes...passed!"

"Your flaw... is too slow..."

The whole place was silent.

(End of this chapter)