Divine Lucky Star

"Too slow," Wang Hao hooked his finger again.

After the two transformations of Zhu Chenzhu and Doom, Wang Hao's physical fitness at this time is naturally far from what it used to be. In his eyes, Yamamoto Ichiro's fist is about the same as swinging a fly...

"Pretend to be a god!" Yamamoto Ichiro rushed forward this time, his fists and feet were like wind, but Wang Hao was flexible like a monkey, jumping around, occasionally a punch can get into his body, but also by Wang Hao. With a "pop", the two fought for more than a dozen rounds in a blink of an eye. Ichiro Yamamoto could be said to be a move, but he didn't even touch the corner of Wang Hao's clothes!

Under the ring, Liao Changge and the other two worshippers looked at Wang Hao's body and shook their heads. Ye Zhufeng said strangely: "Where did this kid learn the kungfu? I have never seen this kind of play before."

"It looks very interesting," Liao Changge glanced at it carefully and praised: "He shouldn't be a fixed routine. You didn't find that his physical activity is very free. It's quite arbitrary. There is no other kung fu. The routine of countering what you see is not ordinary!"

The three of them had deep eyesight, and they quickly saw the way, but the other onlookers at the scene obviously didn't understand it. Zhao Zhenhao's anxious hands were full of cold sweat, and said: "What are you doing here? Why don't you fight back? What?"

Fang Wenbin also secretly squeezed a cold sweat, and said, "Ichiro Yamamoto's fists are full of wind, can Brother Hao work?!"

Bai Yaning held her breath, staring at Wang Hao with a pair of eyes, lest he might get hurt.

They were worried about dying, but Wang Hao's only feeling on the court at this time was-slow, too slow!

Ichiro Yamamoto's movements were too slow in his eyes, and he did not threaten him at all!

"Pop!" Ichiro Yamamoto's punch was drawn.

"Pop!" Ichiro Yamamoto's fist was fisted again.

Eh? This kick is good-"pop," continue to pump!

At this time, Ichiro Yamamoto's movements on the field can be said to be as fast as the wind, but no matter how hard he works, he can never break Wang Hao's defense! It seems that Wang Hao, who is rather long and gentle, is actually very powerful in every hit, and he can always easily resolve Yamamoto Ichiro's attacks!

In a blink of an eye, it took more than 20 rounds for the two of them. Wang Hao had already seen almost, and suddenly found a flaw in Yamamoto Ichiro, his left leg was slightly bent, his right arm was bent inward, and his right palm was drawn in a circle. With a cry, a palm was pressed on Yamamoto Ichiro's chest!

At the same time, he shouted: "Kang Long has regrets!"

After this palm, I only heard a muffled sound, Yamamoto Ichiro was shot and flew four or five meters away, and fell to the top of the ring with a thud!

"Damn!"

Seeing such a dramatic turnaround, everyone in the audience was shocked!

"Fuck, really?!"

"One palm to get people out so far?! What trick is this?!"

"What the **** is this Kanglong regret? Could it be that the name of this trick failed?!"

Kris looked stupid as a whole-really there is "Eighteen Palms of the Dragon"? ! The power of the palm just now is absolutely huge, otherwise it would be impossible to shoot Yamamoto Ichiro so far!

Bruce Smith exclaimed together: "Kung Fu! Heavenly Kung Fu!"

Liao Changge's three old men were also about to drop their jaws: "What kind of kung fu is this kid? Is it really the eighteen palms of the dragon?!"

Zhao Zhenhao, Fang Wenbin, Bai Yaning and the three were stunned together-Brother Hao is awesome! That palm just now looked stupid!

Wang Hao, who won with one move, almost burst into laughter!

In fact, how can he know any kung fu, it is nothing more than Bruce Lee's frame of Jeet Kune Do, plus the super quality of his body!

Wang Hao naturally knows how strong his body is now. After all, he applied for his annual card in the fitness center nearest to his home and went there to exercise for an hour every day. Now he can do 100 pull-ups. Many faces are not red or panting, but the barbell is just two hundred kilograms. What about a joke? !

"Are you okay?" Wang Hao smiled and walked forward, embarrassed, and said: "My Jianglong Eighteen Palms training is not very pure, hasn't it hurt you?"

"No...I'm fine!" Ichiro Yamamoto was helped by Wang Hao, clutching his chest. Just now Wang Hao was absolutely enough for him, and said depressed: "Just now you are really too powerful, I feel like I was hit by a car..."

of course? Brother just didn't make a cruel move, otherwise it would be impossible to think of it now!

"Kungfu! Heavenly Kungfu!" Smith ran over excitedly at this time and exclaimed: "This Kungfu is definitely possible! Mr. Wang Hao, would you like to come to our Hollywood to be the martial arts instructor for this film we made?! I think it is. With this set of skills you have just done, it is absolutely beautiful!"

You are not talking nonsense. Brother's kung fu is a perfect imitation of Bruce Lee, but it is a kung fu superstar recognized by everyone in the world, can it be worse?

"Oh, what about this?" Wang Hao smiled implicitly, shook his head and said: "I'm afraid it won't happen, I don't have time, you are quite far away..."

"Teacher Wang Hao," Kriss approached, with eyes full of little stars: "Can you teach me this trick Kang Long has regrets?!" This kid is definitely a curious baby and wants to learn everything...

"This trick is too masculine and it's not suitable for women's cultivation." Wang Hao began to brag again: "Wait for you to practice for a few more years, I recommend you to learn the Jiuyin Sutra at that time, which is more suitable for women's studies, like What kind of nine-yin white bone claw."

Well, I want to shoot and shoot, you will play Mei Chaofeng!

Kris thought it was true, and nodded excitedly: "Okay!"

Zhao Zhenhao, Fang Wenbin, Bai Yaning and the three of them pursed their lips together, and this old guy was fooling around! But the trick he just said was really scary...

"Well, Mr. Wang Hao," Smith thought for a while, and then said, "I will send our martial arts instructor when I go back. You can teach him well, can you? Don't worry, there will be no less rewards. "

Passing on Bruce Lee's kung fu is also considered a great merit, Wang Hao nodded immediately and said, "It's okay, just wait for him to find me."

With this actual combat drill, no one doubted Wang Hao's strength anymore.

In the next time, he explained to everyone the basic points of Jeet Kune Do in detail. Anyway, it is roughly the same set in Bruce Lee's movie——

"This Jeet Kune Do, what is important is that martial arts in the world can only be broken quickly. You come over with a punch, but I can hit you with my fist first while avoiding.

"Eh, Johnson, your fist is too slow, you have to hurry up!"

"Yes, yes, yes, you punched like this, and then I used my arm like this, do you see that the punch was crooked? Then I punched again..."

As he spoke, he made a demonstration, and it turned out that his fist was as fast as lightning. Before Johnson could react, Wang Hao's fist had already hit him...

"Awesome!" Smith exclaimed from the side: "This Jeet Kune Do is really amazing!" He hadn't seen Wang Hao making a punch just now...

"This Jeet Kune Do indeed has a set!" Liao Changge and the three looked at each other~www.readwn.com~ and nodded together: "This kid is indeed a martial arts wizard. It's faster than ours because of his speed. Those few incompetent apprentices are much stronger!"

Wang Hao talked about this all morning, and it was not finished until twelve o'clock.

At lunch time, Bai Yaning, Zhao Zhenhao, Fang Wenbin, and the three of them sent three worshippers home. Wang Hao strolled out of the club. He was walking, and suddenly there was a soft voice behind him: "Teacher Wang Hao, please wait for me!"

It's the curious baby Chrissy...

"Why, do you have something to do with me?" Wang Hao curiously asked, "Isn't you asking me to teach you kung fu again?"

"No, no," Chris said with a smile: "I just wanted to ask you some questions that I didn't understand before. I will invite you to dinner at noon, okay?"

Someone invites to dinner, or a foreign girl, don’t go for nothing, right?

"Okay," Wang Hao nodded immediately: "Then just eat something."

The two will look for a restaurant together. Along the way, Chrissy asked a few small questions about the customs of Heaven, and Wang Hao answered them one by one. As she was walking, Chrissy's eyes lit up suddenly and she ran to a roadside stall to look at something.

That roadside stall is the kind of stall that sells all sorts of miscellaneous things that you can often see in the night market, such as necklaces, sabers, rb sabers, and pendants.

If you want to let Wang Hao herself, she would not even know how to watch it, but Chris saw it with gusto.

"This girl, really is a curious baby," Wang Hao shook his head helplessly. When he looked up and saw the stall owner, he was taken aback for a moment, and then he was surprised: "Wang Wenjun, you are Wang Wenjun?!" The stall owner was actually surprised. I knew him. It was a person from Wang Hao's hometown. His name was Wang Wenjun and his surname was Wang, but he was only in the same village and not a relative.