my goddess school flower

"Liangshan hero Yanqing? Treading Xue Wuhen?" Wang Ziqiao was shocked again.

"Hahaha, I knew that when mentioning Yanqingmen, everyone would first think of Yanqing. Yes, Yanqingmen was created by Yanqing. Yanqingmen is not as mysterious as Huadiemen. We are authentic kung fu originated from Shaolin , today we are just discussing each other, if you like this kind of kung fu another day, I can give you some pointers, and I will tell you about Yanqingmen in detail!"

"Hey, that's what I wish for!" Wang Ziqiao was already obsessed with martial arts, so he became excited.

"You make a move, but let me tell you first, since you have heard of Yan Qing, you should know Yan Qing's body skills, don't look at me as fat, just think I'm easy to hit, shoot!" Huo Zhendong said After speaking, he first joined hands with Wang Ziqiao.

Wang Ziqiao bowed to Huo Zhendong again, then raised his arm, and struck a straight punch without any tricks.

This punch carried the sound of wind, oppressing the air, before the punch arrived, Huo Zhendong already felt a gust of wind blowing towards his face.

But Huo Zhendong moved quickly under his feet, took a step back in an instant, and then wanted to take a step diagonally to the left. He deftly reached Wang Ziqiao's side, raised his palm, and pushed it towards Wang Ziqiao's arm.

Wang Ziqiao made his arm like a sword, quickly retracted it, like a long sword sheathed, then swung his left hand, and then struck out again.

Huo Zhendong dodged again, circling around Prince Qiao, it was really hard to imagine that such a fat figure was as nimble as a finch.

Under the lost steps, it seemed like a shadow, constantly shaking around Prince Qiao.

But Wang Ziqiao stood still like a rock, without even moving his footsteps, just punching back and forth, left and right, that was his only move.

At the end of the fight, Huo Zhendong had already turned his palm into a fist and used the real Mizong Fist.

clap clap clap...

The air was crisp and explosive, and the two fisted and kicked together. Finally, Wang Ziqiao couldn't stand on the spot and could only keep moving.

But his movements are still simple and boring. On the other hand, Huo Zhendong, holding a pile like a tiger, lifting like a horse, putting up his sleeves like a chicken, sitting cross-legged like a snake, is extremely exciting and practical.

"boom!"

Wang Ziqiao didn't pay attention and was kicked on the butt by Huo Zhendong. He flew three or four meters away and fell on the sand.

Mouth full of sand, got up and vomited for a long time, Wang Ziqiao looked at Huo Zhendong, and said with a smile: "The old man is convinced!"

Huo Zhendong stroked his gray beard, laughed and said, "You boy, why do I feel that you haven't given your full strength yet?"

"Don't say that, old man. Even if I try my best, I'm not your opponent. You old man is an authentic descendant of the Yanzi sect. I'm just a field fighter. However, I don't understand why the old man doesn't teach Huo Xiang some kung fu?" Prince Joe wondered.

Huo Zhendong put away his smile, and sighed a little: "Isn't it because I loved her too much when I was a child? I stopped practicing kung fu after two days of practice, saying it was too tiring. Her father didn't practice much, so he didn't advocate forcing her to learn anything. It's time, and the Huo family, like other families, used to have an ancestral system, which was passed down from male to female. So I just let her go!"

Wang Ziqiao nodded. It is true. It is like Taijiquan. In the past, it seemed that it was passed on to men and not to women. However, with the reform and opening up, few people insisted on that kind of ancestral system. Besides, even boys are now willing to keep their feet on the ground. Practicing skills are already extremely rare!

Afterwards, Wang Ziqiao looked at Gusu Yanyun again, and said, "Can the head of Gusu show us something so that we can all open our eyes and see the demeanor of a generation of masters?"

Having said that, everyone in the yard also became curious and looked at Gusu Yanyun one after another.

Gusu Yanyun glanced at the crowd, finally landed on Yu Wei, and said with a smile: "Today, I will let you see Master's Die Wu magic!"

After a few words, Gusu Yanyun walked towards the sandy ground, swayed her arms lightly, and began to dance lightly. She didn't seem to be practicing, but dancing. The wind stepped on the sand, leaving shallow footprints only one millimeter tight.

As the dance of Gusu Yanyun continued, in the eyes of everyone, it seemed as if they saw a butterfly dancing.

It took a long time for Gusu Yanyun to end before everyone suddenly woke up.

Yu Wei immediately slapped her hands and said excitedly: "Master, you can go to the international dance competition, and you will definitely win No.1!"

After Gusu Yanyun heard this, a drop of cold sweat appeared on his forehead, and he reprimanded: "Although the Kungfu of Huadiemen dances like a butterfly, it is not just a dance!"

"Hee hee, I know!"

"It is rumored that Die Wu can dance among the flowers after she achieves her magical skills. I wonder if this is true?" Huo Zhendong asked.

"That's right, stepping on flowers and leaves to dance is a sign of Die Wu's supernatural power, just like Yan Qingmen's stepping on snow without trace!"

"If you can really dance on the flowers and leaves, the butterfly dance magic skill is better than Yan Qingmen's Yanzi!" Huo Zhendong nodded slightly, but soon became suspicious: "The butterfly magic skill is really real!" Men can’t be allowed to practice? There are rumors that Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai seem to be transformed into butterflies and reborn, I don’t know if it’s true or not!”

"Those are just legends. Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai are not from my Huadie Sect. Otherwise, how could they be persecuted by those bad guys?"

"That's right!" Huo Zhendong smiled sarcastically: "Old man, I'm tired, you young people continue to play, I'll go back to the room first!"

After a word, he first left the backyard.

"Brother Ziqiao, come with me!" Yu Wei hugged Wang Ziqiao's arm.

"Where to go?"

Yu Wei pouted her lips: "Of course it's to find a place to talk, but we haven't seen each other for a long time! Let's go!"

Wang Ziqiao smiled, looked at Jin Biao and the others, and said: "You can also stroll around casually, we will not leave at noon, and we will leave after dinner!"

The four nodded slightly, but none of them looked very happy.

"If I had known this was the case, I wouldn't have come!" Hua Qing's plump cheeks were puffed up, stomping his feet and glaring at Wang Ziqiao angrily.

"He's the captain, so he'll be whatever he says. If you don't come, will you be able to see the two seniors from Yanqingmen and Huadiemen?" Long-haired Yunyun said.

Hua Qing glanced at the other party, but did not speak.

Gusu Yanyun, master and apprentice, frowned and looked at the back of the two who had already left.

……

"Hee hee... come in quickly!" After Yu Wei took Wang Ziqiao to her room, she immediately closed the door, hugging Wang Ziqiao's waist with both hands, and her whole chest was pressed against Wang Ziqiao's arms.

The soft and delicate body made Wang Ziqiao's flame rise slowly, hugging Yu Wei's waist, and said with a smile: "Did you miss me?"

"Hmm!" Yu Wei's cheeks were already flushed, she nodded in Wang Ziqiao's arms, her raised eyes were covered with blue silk, and she slowly wrapped the two of them together.

Breathing has begun to be rapid...

(Seventh update, no more today, since I got up at 5000 o'clock in the morning, I have been sitting non-stop until now, I haven't moved for a full fourteen hours except for eating and going to the toilet, and I haven't eaten dinner yet, my back is sore , I can’t hold on any longer, I can’t write any more, or it will be scrapped tomorrow, the seventh update has more than [-] words, this is not the current code for saving the manuscript, wow, I have to change the manuscript to think about the plot!)