The location of several people just showed the whole hall at a glance. Hong De drank a beer, then pointed to the opposite training platform and asked Li Qing, "little brother, do you want to go up and teach me? The Kung Fu of these thugs of the Lin family is also first-class in China."

Li Qing blinked. He could feel it. Hong De still remembered what he had just said, so he deliberately wanted to suppress himself. He said that these thugs were also first-class in China. The implication was that Li Qing was quite out of class.

According to the truth, it is a challenge for someone to say such words in the martial arts circle. As long as the person named is not too bear, there is no reason to refuse, but Li Qing is obviously out of the routine.

Talking about his eyelids, he glanced at the training platform. Li Qing pointed to Fang Yong: "go up."

"Ah?" Fang Yong put down the beer in his hand and looked at the thugs on the martial arts competition platform. He was a little nervous. These thugs upstairs are quite different from those below. Fang Yong has no bottom in his heart, and on the other hand, he is afraid of losing and humiliating Li Qing.

"It's not very good." Hong De smiled, showing a hint of irony in the bottom of his eyes. He clearly challenged Li Qing, but at the moment Li Qing turned the challenge to Fang Yong. It seems that he is not kind.

Li Qing smiled and asked Hong De, "will you go up and fight with these thugs?"

Hong De was slightly stunned, then grinned and shook his head again and again: "it's OK to give directions. After all, they are still young people. It's inevitable that I deceive people when I fight with them. In this teaching hall, Long Wu is equal to me, but now the old guy is hurt like this. It's not easy to have a good fight with him."

Dragon five snorted and brushed his lips, but he was laughing in his heart. Li Qing's Kung Fu is so deep that he can't even see through the Dragon five, but he can be sure that he must be higher than himself! In front of Li Qing, Hong De said such boastful words with a strong meaning of instructing future generations. It's really a bit of a laughing family.

"I'm not willing to hurt them." Li Qing said faintly and patted Fang Yong on the shoulder: "go, I can let you fight up and make sure you stand down."

This is Li Qing's second urging. Fang Yong is not a mother-in-law. He gritted his teeth, nodded and stood up.

"Learn how others use their strength." Li Qing mainly wanted Fang Yong to experience, but he didn't forget to mention him.

"HMM." Fang Yong responded, pulled the corners of his mouth at Long Wu, and then turned over to the training platform.

Hong De doesn't look very good. Martial arts requires years of practice. Which martial arts expert is not a middle-aged person? He felt that Li Qingji was gentle, but he was so arrogant that he didn't know the depth.

However, Fang Yong has been on the training platform, and there is no reason to drive people down. Hong De waved to a muscular man wearing dark blue shorts on the training platform: "you two have fought. Pay attention to your discretion. This is the person brought by the young lady. Don't hurt him."

"Yes." the muscular man answered and stood opposite Fang Yong.

"Hum, beat this boy down. I don't think you have anything else to say!" Hong De thought in his heart. On the surface, he smiled: "this thug is already the weakest upstairs. Don't say I bully you at that time."

Li Qing turned a big white eye, the weakest? Are you fooling the ghost? He Li Qing is not blind. The muscular man who fought with Fang Yong is obviously the strongest of these thugs.

However, Hong De was so shameless that Li Qing was naturally unwilling to show weakness. He waved to Fang Yong: "Fang Yong, old Hong said that the person opposite is the weakest in the Teaching Hall. You can use three points of Kung Fu."

Hong De's face is green. This boy really refuses to eat at all.

The two people in the field have put on a posture and didn't pay too much attention to the words here. With the sound of the middleman: "start", the two figures collided together quickly.

Just after the fight, Fang Yong and the muscular man were even, but after a while, Fang Yong was faintly beaten.

Fang Yong's moves are much more subtle than those of the other party, but he has insufficient actual combat experience and his strength is not as strong as that of the other party. Gradually, he only parries and does not fight back.

Even Lin Qiuqiu saw some clues, secretly pulled Li Qing's sleeve, lowered his voice and asked, "is Fang Yong okay?"

"Don't worry, it'll be fine in a while." Li Qingsi didn't care.

Hong De was surprised at Fang Yong's performance. Seeing that Fang Yong was at a disadvantage after all, he said to Lin Qiuqiu with a smile: "it's good for miss to find such a person outside."

Lin Qiuqiu smiled, took a sip of the juice, and glanced at Li Qing secretly, but there was no word.

Seeing that Lin Qiuqiu didn't speak, Hong De turned the topic to Li Qing: "little brother, your Kung Fu should be much better than the one on the training platform?"

"Er." Li Qing hesitated for a moment and immediately waved his hand again and again: "no, no, I'm far away."

"Oh, ha ha ha," said Hong De with a chuckle. He thought that Li Qing was afraid that he would be forced into the challenge arena and beaten when he saw Fang Yong, so he took the initiative to show his timidity and couldn't help but feel happy at the bottom of his heart.

Who knows, Li Qing blinked and said, "my three legged Kung Fu is just like dealing with your son."

Hong De's smile suddenly solidified. His old face turned black and opened his mouth. He choked and didn't say a word.

"Ha ha!" Long Wu listened and couldn't help laughing. He secretly picked his thumb at Li Qing. The level of swearing is absolutely excellent. Old man Hong is usually bullied and arrogant. I'm afraid Li Qing is going to have a heart attack today.

Li Qing glanced at the training platform and suddenly said, "well, there has been a change."

Several people also looked at the past, and Long Wu nodded solemnly: "Fang Yong is really a good seedling. He found some methods so soon."

On the training platform, after a few punches, Fang Yong has gradually mastered the rhythm. Although the strength is still insufficient compared with the other party, they can rely on their physical flexibility to avoid the other party's attack and look for opportunities to start.

"Just get a little more beating." Li Qing said with a smile, then opened a can of beer and handed it to Lin Qiuqiu: "try it?"

"No." Lin Qiuqiu shook her head, but still stretched out her hand to take it, took a sip gently, and Qiong's nose wrinkled slightly. Lin Qiuqiu usually drinks red wine at banquets. The taste of beer is really a little unaccustomed.

Li Qing smiled, then took the beer and drank it himself.

Seeing that Li Qing took what he had drunk, Lin Qiuqiu blushed slightly, but didn't say anything.

With a dull sound of fists and feet, the muscular man flew out under Fang Yong's foot and sat on the ground.

"Almost?" Li Qing looked at Hong De with a smile, then waved to Fang Yong: "point to point, come back."

"Hey." Fang Yong responded and pulled up the muscular man opposite. The two said a few polite words, then smiled and patted each other on the shoulder. Fang Yong turned down from the training platform.

Hong De's face was not good-looking, but he still had to live on the scene. He hugged Fang Yong and said, "little brother, you're good at Kung Fu."

"Hey, what am I? It's far from the green guy." Fang Yong waved his hand carelessly, sweating and panting.

"How, what have you learned?" Li Qing threw a can of iced beer to Fang Yong and asked faintly.

He opened the beer and took a sip. Fang Yong wiped the corners of his mouth and said with a smile: "this time, I finally understand that sometimes with a clever strength, one move is one kind and changeable. In the past, brother Qing always said that my kung fu is a gimmick and embroidered legs, which is a cliche. I'm really right."

"HMM." Li Qing nodded with satisfaction. It's not easy for Fang Yong to realize these in such a short time.

On the fifth floor of the Lin family education hall, a beautiful woman with exquisite figure was leaning against the railing and quietly watching the scene that had just happened.

The skin is white, the cheeks are as beautiful as peach blossoms, and the beautiful eyes look forward to life. Her long hair was tied behind her head at random, and she wore a sky blue coat on her shoulders. The tight training clothes wrapped her plump body firmly, outlining a perfect curve, concave and convex.

At the moment, those clean eyes are staring at Li Qing downstairs without blinking, and there is a trace of annoyance in the bottom of their eyes.

"Da Wu," cried the woman, with a sharp voice, but it was very pleasant to hear.

The strong bald man came up with a very respectful attitude: "Miss, what can I do for you?"

The woman's body leaned against the railing, and her upturned chest slightly changed shape under the extrusion of the jade arm. After a pause, she spoke again: "go down and have a look and repair the boy."

The man called Da Wu was a little stunned, and then his face was a little unnatural: "Miss, isn't this very good? I saw the Kung Fu of the boy just competing in martial arts. It's really not worth my shot."

Dawu's cold eyes stayed on Fang Yong for a long time. Even if he left quickly, there was a look of disdain between his eyebrows.

"Not that." the woman shook her head, then stretched out her slender jade and pointed to Li Qing downstairs: "it's him."

Dawu's eyes immediately became confused. Immediately, this doubt converged and was replaced by a dull face. It seemed that there was a raging flame jumping in the depths of his eyes.

"Yes." with a reply, Dawu turned and left.

"Hmm?" Li Qing suddenly felt something wrong. He felt a look full of strong hostility, as if he was stared at by the enemy sniper. He suddenly raised his head, but there was a beautiful cheek on it.

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