The God of Martial Arts

Chapter 135 Superior Skills

Wu Dayan manipulated the green smoke, and it took about half a moment before he slowly blew it away, knocked on the cigarette pot, extinguished the smoke again, nodded to the Lei family members, and then stepped aside.

Lei Hu pampered Lei Zhuo's little head, and turned his attention to the rest of the people, wondering what surprises it would bring him?
Hou Shun was naked all the time, and finally came out, said a few words to the servants on the side of Lei's house, and then walked to the center of the arena. Not long after, three big men with big arms and waists were holding a wooden box the size of a human arm. Stick came.

A trace of ferocity appeared on Hou Shun's ugly face. With a loud shout, three burly and powerful men hit Hou Shun's naked upper body with wooden sticks. The crackling sound was continuous, like raindrops.

Xiang Yang looked carefully. When Hou Shun practiced martial arts, the muscles of his body piled up like rocks, and his skin color became darker, with a rough horny texture, like armor made of rocks covering his body.

The wooden sticks in the hands of the three servants of Leijiazhuang are all solid. It is normal for ordinary people to have their tendons and bones broken when they are hit. Belittle.

"This hard skill is indeed extraordinary. Not only is it effective in dealing with external martial arts, but it must also shine in defense of internal energy. What is the origin of the Hou family? There is such a martial art."

Not only Xiang Yang was surprised, but Wu Dayandai, Min Zhuang, and Duan Chen were also secretly jealous, of course, that's all.

Obviously, although Hou Shun's Miyan horizontal training is powerful, but the heat is not enough, if it is really invulnerable, then the three Leijiazhuang Zhuangding are not holding sticks, but sharp swords.

Compared to seeing Wu Dayandai's performance, Lei Zhuo seems very bored now. Children are most afraid of pain and being beaten, but Hou Shun just acted like being beaten, and even beaten. There was a crackling sound, which was obviously not in the right direction, and was ignored by Lei Zhuo.

Hou Shun stepped back with a face full of resentment, while Min Zhuang came up holding a dagger, cupped his hands at Lei's family, and then took out his sheath and danced the sword.

His posture is like a flying bird, light and soft, and he makes various difficult postures. His sword moves are clear and quick, with a leisurely sense of Zen. It is estimated that it is the same way as Liu Cheng's Floating Feather Sword.

However, compared to Liu Cheng, this woman's internal strength is higher, and the Feique swordsmanship is also more ingenious in the subtleties, as if holding a sword to embroider flowers. .

"Good swordsmanship."

All the people present applauded secretly, Lei Hu frowned slightly when he saw it, his swordsmanship is good, human swordsmanship is also good, but it is too feminine and loses the strength of a man, but he can't say that in front of others, he also smiled applaud.

Lei Zhuo also lacked interest in this swordsmanship, and did not show much, which made Min Zhuang's face show a hint of disappointment. This is the essence of her swordsmanship. She wanted to use this to overwhelm Wu Dayan's crooked ways, but she did not achieve it. expected effect.

Wu Dayanda nodded and then shook his head. Min Zhuang's hard work was in vain. For a seven-year-old child, there is no difference between the level of martial arts and the quality of skills.

Children of this age are playful and lively, and their swordsmanship can win the praise of adults, but it may not be able to make a child understand the essence, so it can only be said that Min Zhuang has strength, but his eyesight is not enough.

If he had this swordsmanship, he could do some novel moves to attract attention, this is the way to win.

When Min Zhuang retreated, it was Duan Chen who appeared on the stage. This young man was second only to Xiang Yang in appearance. His upright look made Lei Hu and the others feel good about him, especially Miss Lei, who looked at her from time to time, with an intoxicating look. smile.

Duan Chen is a smart person, he learned from Min Zhuang's lesson, he didn't think about performing boxing on his own, but ordered someone to put a wooden stake in front of him.

Stepping up, charging forward, and punching, the originally calm and upright face became serious, his eyes shot out, and the moment his right fist touched the stake, the force gushed out, and the sawdust flew like withered yellow leaves.

"Good boxing, this method of movement is far superior to Fuhuquan. It is not only strong but not weak, but also more skillful and changeable. If you have time, you should visit the Plum Blossom Boxing Gym."

There was admiration in Xiang Yang's eyes, he didn't have any tricks, but just looking at the strength of his punches, he knew that Duan Chen's martial arts were definitely not weak. It was nothing to fly a wooden post, or even break it. The key was that after the strength erupted, the wooden post The sawdust peeled off layer by layer, flying and circling, which is really brilliant.

At least Xiang Yang now understands Twelve Routes of Tan Legs, Shaolin Arhat Boxing, and Baiyu Temple's Crouching Tiger Boxing.

This time Lei Zhuo finally reacted, compared to Hou Shun's beating, Duan Chen's beating skills were more shocking and attractive, and he was shaking Lei Hu's arm non-stop, extremely excited.

A humble smile appeared on the corner of Duan Chen's mouth, and he backed away slowly, until only Xiang Yang, the youngest, was left.

The Lei family also looked at this boy with great interest, wondering what kind of performance he would bring, with a knife?
Unexpectedly, Xiang Yang just handed the Yanling knife to a servant next to him for safekeeping, then walked to the field empty-handed, saluted Lei's family with fists, and said flatly,
"Senior Wu's inner strength is profound, Uncle Hou's practice is astonishing, Sister Min's swordsmanship, Brother Duan's boxing skills, I can't help myself, the only thing that can be called is this lightness kung fu."

As he spoke, Xiang Yang tapped his toes, and his body began to writhe around the yard, displaying all kinds of magic movements with all his strength, really as fast as a gust of wind, shaped like a ghost, his feet seemed to grow hundreds of feet, and turned like a wheel.

Slow down in the middle, and come to a big tree surrounded by three people at the back of the yard. With a little foot, vacate two feet into the air, and land on a branch of the big tree like a bird. The body swings with the trunk, ups and downs.

Looking at Lei Zhuo's longing eyes below, he jumped down quickly, his body light and graceful, like riding a crane on the wind, his posture was indescribably leisurely and ethereal, and there was only a soft sound after landing.

Xiang Yang let out a deep breath. He tried his best this time. As for the result, it depends on God's will.

"That's good, dad, I'm going to learn this from my big brother, and then I'll be able to fly."

As soon as Lei Zhuo said this, both Wu Dayandai and Duan Chen were all wry smiles and speechless, but the gaudy things couldn't match their instincts, the dream of flying to the sky is a brand engraved deep in the soul of a person, and children are no exception.

Especially for children like Lei Zhuo, it is not uncommon to find rare toys, and they can get whatever they want, but it is difficult to resist the temptation to fly six or seven meters, just like flying.

In fact, not only Lei Zhuo, but also Lei Hu, Lei Jie and Lei Jing were all surprised.

Xiang Yang's lightness kung fu is extremely good. For a lesser person, climbing over a wall to enter a house is like drinking water, and taking people's property is as easy as it is. It may not be able to maintain the original intention. It seems that this young man is also a very principled person.

"Zhuo'er, whichever master do you like, you can give the wooden box in your hand to that one. There is only one chance, so grasp it yourself."

Lei Hu whispered something in Lei Zhuo's ear, before Lei Zhuo finished speaking, he took the wooden box and trotted all the way to Xiang Yang, and handed the wooden box containing ginseng to Xiang Yang, Quite impatiently said,

"Master, master, teach me to fly quickly, I want to fly in the sky like a bird."

(End of this chapter)