My Lady Fairy

Meng Sanhui jumped into the "arena" circle, slowly raised his head, stood up straight, hugged his fist and said loudly, "Southwest Tan leg Meng Sanhui!"

This is self-report! Yang Guo hasn't experienced it, but he has seen many in TV and novels. He also respectfully hugged and said, "Yang Guo, south Guangdong Taijiquan!"

Some special soldiers who were familiar with martial arts families looked at each other. They had never heard of any Taijiquan family in southern Guangdong, whose surname was Yang.

"It's Meng Wazi!" A white bearded uncle in the family area nodded and said.

"Uncle, do you know him?" The young man next to him who came with him asked.

"I heard your brother say." The uncle stroked his beard and sighed, "Meng Wazi's Kung Fu is the best. Yang Wazi is hard to fight now!"

"I think so." A fat aunt interrupted, "look at that piece, it's too much stronger than Yang Guo! Yang Guo is afraid to lose." Although she used the word "afraid", her tone was very sincere.

Qiqi, who was staring at Yang Guo, suddenly turned her head and puffed up her mouth unconvinced. In Qiqi's mind, her father is the most powerful person in the world. She can't tolerate others to say bad things about her father. She doesn't know what to say to refute him. She held it for a long time and shouted angrily, "Dad, Yang Guo, top!"

Qiqi also gave a thumbs up, and the Milky voice attracted everyone's attention.

"Ouch, Captain he's his daughter-in-law. Is this Yang Guo's daughter?" The aunt saw the cute appearance of Qiqi fairy, her eyes lit up and said in surprise.

"Yes, yes, I saw Yang Guo holding her just now." A military sister-in-law said with a smile.

Ji Xiaoyan nodded and said with a smile, "it's Yang Guo's daughter."

"How beautiful!" The aunt smiled very much, "it seems that she is two years old?"

Ji Xiaoyan shook his head and said with a smile, "no, he's not over a year old."

"Wow!" The family area screamed repeatedly.

Aunt shook her head and said, "can't you? I'm not a year old? My doll didn't grow so big when I was two years old."

"Dad, top!" She was praised by her aunt, but Qiqi didn't let go at all. She insisted on counting her thumbs and repeated it again.

"Well, your father is excellent! Your father is the best!" Aunt smiled and changed her words. Seeing Qiqi smiling happily, she smiled and said, "this woman is too smart and cute. I don't know how Yang Guo taught her."

Most of the attention of the families in the family area fell on Qiqi, and at this moment, the "arena" is already at a crossfire!

Meng sanhun touched the ground with a hollow foot and made a start gesture, but his start gesture was imposing. The soldiers of the special brigade have all experienced real battles, and so has Meng sanhun. The enemies who died at his hands are countless! An expert who has killed people can emit a chilling evil spirit from his eyes. When ordinary people see it, they are estimated to have to flee.

He used to go down to the company to select the elite. Some recruits were directly frightened to the ground by his glare. It can be seen that this is terrible.

However, this did not scare Yang Guo!

I don't know if it's because he faced the desperate situation of life and death in the bank last time and really killed the enemy. Although Yang Guo felt that Meng sanhun was a little infiltrated, he was not much affected.

I saw his left foot stroke on the sand, his right leg lunge, and his hands stroke Yin and Yang each other, posing the start of Tai Chi.

This last time, he and Fu Lei of Guojia Xingyi martial arts school played a different starting style. Meng Sanhuang really put pressure on him. He didn't dare to use Xingyi boxing, which was very tangible and unintended, nor did he dare to use his elusive starting style, so he used Taijiquan, which had been practiced countless times.

Meng sanhun had a weak leg, but the footwall was very stable. Yang Guo felt it just by looking at it. Indeed, the basic skill of Tan's legs lies in his legs. Meng Sanhu practiced standing on piles since childhood. These two legs stand on the ground as if they were rooted. Two strong men can't break them.

"I'm coming! Be careful!" Meng Sanhuang shouted loudly and bullied him.

Instead of using his legs directly, he waved his fist and began to fight like a boxing.

Left hook, right hook, straight punch, punch at the face door. Yang Guo was never afraid of this open and close fist move. However, Meng sanhun, the first fighter of the special combat brigade, did not come in vain. His reflex arc was also shorter than ordinary people. For a time, his fist fell like a storm. Yang Guo was only concerned with opening his fist with his spreading strength, and he didn't care about fighting back at all.

"Not bad!" Meng Sanhu laughed, and the fist moves suddenly changed. Instead of going straight up and down, he used the military fist to dial the hook and hit the elbow with the rung. The palm of the fist changed, and the target area expanded from the head to the whole body.

Yang Guo couldn't wait to die. He also accelerated his movement speed by "pushing, stroking, squeezing and pressing". One hand removed the opponent's fist strength, and the other hand squeezed the joints, making it powerful. The hands and arms of the two people touched each other, making a dull sound as if their fists were hitting the sandbag.

Meng sanhun and Yang Guo's fist to palm contact is a long time to say. In fact, it's just a few breaths of Kung Fu. The speed of more than a dozen fists per second is the same as that of the movie. Even the soldiers of the special combat brigade are overwhelmed, let alone see their moves clearly!

However, Meng Sanhu knew that just now the movement was so big that he didn't hit the real place at all. Yang Guo's hands were in line with the boxing proverb "hands are two doors". Yang Guo's two hands had sealed the door!

"Tai Chi is really slippery, not autumn!" Meng Sanhui stepped back three steps and laughed, "however, I have seen Tai Chi can play this level, and you are still the first."

"Try my tan leg again!" As soon as the words fell, Meng sanhun swung his whip like right leg and hit it. This leg is faster than Muay Thai that Yang Guo has seen before. Swing it in the air, sweep up a piece of dust, and in the sun, there are only shadows left.

I didn't expect that he suddenly got out of his legs. It was too late to dodge, so I had to eat hard! Yang Guo hurriedly raised his hands and stretched his muscles. His shirt was about to stretch.

"Bang!" The dull voice was not small, and even the whole playground could hear it clearly.

"Ah!" Ji Xiaoyan held Qiqi in one hand and covered his mouth with a worried hand.

Qiqi also opened her mouth and stared closely at her father who was hit by a leg in the field. She seemed to realize that she had just been hit hard!

He Wenzhuo could no longer calm down, and his eyes widened nervously. Meng sanhun, a martial arts maniac, is a madman once he fights. He brought Yang Guo today. If something happens, how can he go?

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