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Chapter 125 Little brother is so cool

Gong Zhan has been practicing Sanda since he was three years old, and many adults can no longer beat him, although he has practiced very little in recent years.

But his body still remembers those movements.

In the early stage, he seemed to have been patient with the opponent, and did not fight back too much for the attack.

Those who don't understand think that his technique is unfamiliar.

But a real master, such as Yan Fengmu, can tell that Gong Zhan is looking for an opportunity.

Sure enough, when the opponent's hands and feet were attacking more fiercely, Gong Zhan slightly hooked the corners of his lips, seeing the opponent's weakness, and he moved with flexible footwork.

Take your time and get close to your opponent.

A set of combos instantly knocked people to the ground.

"Wow, little brother is fat." An Zhi jumped up excitedly, rushed up like a small cannonball, and threw himself into his arms.

Gong Zhan was shocked and took two steps back, stood up and rubbed her little head, "It's awesome, not fat, how many times have I said that."

"Well, is that so, but Zhizhi thinks chubby sounds better." Although the little brother is not fat, she still likes to call him chubby.

But the little brother doesn't seem to like it, An Zhi thought distressedly.

Naturally, Gong Zhan would not fight her for this. He held hands and walked in front of Yan Fengmu and Grandpa Gong, "Grandpa, Uncle Yan."

"The young master is indeed the young master. I heard from your grandfather that you haven't practiced much in two or three years. I'm still thinking that in two or three years, you must have regressed a lot. A sign of regression."

"Have you seen me practice Sanda before, Uncle Yan?" Gong Zhan raised his eyebrows.

"No, I've only watched videos of you playing against others. I've studied your style of play carefully, and it's not weaker than us old guys at all." Yan Fengmu's evaluation of him can be said to be very high.

He has always wanted to accept such an apprentice.

Smart, calm, decisive, without delay.

"Uncle Yan, you are too polite. Compared with you, I am still far behind. Please give me more advice in the future." Gong Zhan said with a smile.

He decided to listen to his grandfather's words and make himself completely stronger.

In this way, he can better protect his little one.

An Zhi listened ignorantly, pulled Gong Zhan's sleeve, and said in a milky voice, "Little brother wants to learn how to fight, Zhizhi also wants to learn."

"Does Anzhi want to learn too?"

Grandpa Gong stood beside him. He didn't intend to speak at first, but after hearing An Zhi's words, his eyes lit up, and he immediately asked attentively.

"Guy An Zhi, this isn't fun." Gong Zhan glared at Grandpa, then bent down and squeezed her face, "Be good, I'll let you eat two puddings when I go back."

"Liar, Zhizhi didn't even buy the pudding that grandpa promised." An Zhi twisted his face and snorted heavily.

She was already very dissatisfied when she woke up and didn't see the pudding.

"Grandpa has asked someone to buy it for you, and put it at home. You can see it when you go back later." Gong Zhan hurriedly coaxed her, fearing that she would have a whim and insisted on practicing.

Practicing is too hard, and it is easy to injure yourself.

He didn't want An Zhi to get hurt, and he didn't want her to be too tired.

"Really." An Zhi's eyes lit up, he looked at Grandpa Gong, and then said, "But Zhizhi still wants to learn how to fight with my little brother."

She felt that the way the little brother fought just now was so cool, and she wanted to be like that.

"Ladies don't fight." Gong Zhan's forehead was twitching with veins, knowing what grandpa was thinking, An Zhi insisted on joining in the fun.

Once the little guy got angry, he couldn't stop him.

(End of this chapter)