"It's really a martial arts maniac." Li Qing tilted his mouth, immediately retreated, stepped on the railing at the corner of the training platform, jumped up, and supported Da Wu's forehead with one hand.

Five fingers clasped Dawu's skull. As soon as Li Qing turned over, he just turned a somersault from Dawu's head and fell steadily behind him. He stretched his feet on the inside of Dawu's legs. With a little force, Dawu staggered out and hit the elastic belt next to the training platform and bounced back.

"Good Kung Fu." Dawu didn't feel angry at all. Instead, his eyes were full of war. He rushed up to Li Qing again and grabbed his waist with both hands.

After finding that Li Qing's physical flexibility was much better than himself, Dawu chose a more direct attack.

The footsteps moved to the side. Li Qing's body was slightly sideways, and his arm was wrapped around Dawu's muscular arm like a withered vine. Then he twisted his arm back and kicked his right foot back on Dawu's popliteal fossa.

With a plop, Dawu knelt down on one knee. The arm was pulled by Li Qing, making his body appear an incredible radian.

"Ah." with a loud drink, Dawu kicked the ground with his other foot, turned around in the air, turned to the front of Li Qing, and hit Li Qing's chest with his head.

With the terrifying power of Da Wu, if this blow is hit head-on, the sternum of ordinary people can be broken.

However, Li Qing also came up with a fierce spirit. He stared at Dawu's bright bald head. Instead of avoiding, he gritted his teeth and bowed his head, and bumped into Dawu's forehead.

A dull sound sounded like two big stones bumping together, ringing all around.

Under the stand, Fang Yong was so frightened that he bit his tongue: "shit! This is playing top cow!"

Dawu has practiced martial arts since he was a child. Although the so-called Golden Bell covered iron cloth shirt is not as capable of blocking bullets as the legend, it can never be underestimated. At least half of the practitioners dare not compete with him in iron head skills. He was really open-minded when he met Li Qing today.

At first, I saw Li Qing's intention to hit him with his head. Dawu was secretly proud that Lao Tzu's head was so hard that he could break seven bricks. Do you compare it with me? It's the same as taking you as the weakest to be the strongest than me. Isn't this trying to die? It's really overkill.

But unexpectedly, as soon as they made a fierce contact on their forehead, Dawu felt a buzzing sound in his brain, and his thinking was immediately blank.

He rolled his eyes, Dawu hummed softly, and then fell on the training platform with a plop. He was knocked unconscious.

There was a sudden sound of air-conditioning around. The thugs had long been stunned and stood there without moving.

"The head is really hard." Li Qing rubbed his forehead, frowned and grinned unhappily.

The body swayed a few times, and then Li Qing slowly walked down the training platform and came to Lin Qiuqiu. When he saw several people staring at him, Li Qing asked impatiently, "what are you doing staring at me?"

Lin Qiuqiu got up, stood on tiptoe and looked at Li Qing's forehead. Then he stretched out his jade hand and touched it: "why is your head so hard?"

It hasn't been five minutes since they met. Li Qing just knocked Dawu unconscious. If this matter is spread, it will definitely become a legend.

Dawu was in a coma, his eyes turned white, and Li Qing could walk down intact, but his forehead was slightly red, which was incredible.

"Brother Qing is really powerful." Fang Yong finally regained his consciousness, raised his thumb at Li Qing and smiled with respect.

Those muscular thugs on the other side also clapped their hands and looked at Li Qing's eyes.

Hong De stood up trembling, took a deep look at Li Qing, and then waved to the thugs: "go and see how brother Dawu is!"

They just woke up like a dream. Although Dawu is not popular in the Teaching Hall, he is Lin Mengdie's man after all. He should be careful.

Several people greeted Dawu, helped him up and carefully fed a few salivas. After a while, Dawu finally woke up and turned around. His lips wriggled and burst out a few words. He couldn't practice a sentence at all. No one could understand what he was talking about.

"Master Hong, he's all right." someone waved to reassure Hong De that he was just stupid temporarily. As long as people can wake up and talk, it's no big problem to rest for a few days.

With a slight sigh of relief, Hong De put his heart in his stomach and pressed down with one hand: "I'll have a look."

"Wait a minute." long Wuyi stretched out his hand, stopped Hong De, and then pointed to the ashtray on the table: "this?"

Hong Deling didn't run away. He glanced at the mess in the ashtray. He couldn't help feeling sick. He couldn't stand watching. Would he live if he drank it?

"Eh? What are you doing?" Li Qing asked curiously.

Fang Yong smiled: "brother Qing, you just had a competition with the big monk. They made a bet privately. Whoever loses will drink it."

"It's just a joke. I didn't take it seriously." Hong degan smiled perfunctorily. "I knew brother Li was equal to Dawu Kung Fu. Anything is possible."

Li Qing glanced at the table, his mouth twitched fiercely, and then looked at Hong De with a smile: "old Hong, you are an elder. We young people are watching. We can't cheat."

The old man's face turned red and Hong De's face turned green. Before, he always regarded himself as an elder. He didn't look up to Li Qing. Now he was sent back by the other party.

They all talked about it. If they deny it again today, they will have no face to mix. After biting all their steel teeth, Hong De was angry. He stretched out his hand to pick up the ashtray on the table, and then poured it down. Then he got up with a black face and hurried to the training platform.

"Good job, real man!" Long Wu laughed and slapped, gloating all over his face.

In the eyes of everyone, Hong De suddenly changed direction, covered his mouth with his hand and trotted out. In a short time, he disappeared in the hall.

Fang Yong asked suspiciously, "why did he go?"

"Vomited." dragon five answered, and then he couldn't help retching.

Li Qing sat down beside Lin Qiuqiu. The latter's cold jade hand held his head and asked nervously, "is it uncomfortable?"

"Well, a little dizzy," Li Qing said casually.

Lin Qiuqiu's face suddenly became anxious: "let's take you to see a doctor?"

"No, I'll just lie down for a while," said Li Qing, pretending to lean down with a weak face, and then lying on Lin Qiuqiu's slender and round jade legs.

"It's so comfortable." Li Qing secretly rejoiced and couldn't help rubbing his white jade legs.

Lin Qiuqiu's pretty face turned red. She didn't know whether Li Qing's discomfort was true or false. For a moment, she really couldn't decide whether to push him away.

Long Wu coughed slightly with a black face, suggesting that Li Qing had some influence on his idea. However, at the moment, Li Qing seemed to have completely indulged in the gentle touch, ignoring Long Wu's iron green face that seemed to bite.

"Li Qing, you... You'd better get up." Lin Qiuqiu hesitated and said with a ruddy mouth.

"Dizzy and confused." Li Qing murmured, "Qiuqiu, what are you talking about? I can't hear you."

Lin Qiuqiu was speechless for a while, took a deep breath, and then asked in a strong soft voice, "Li Qing, are you really uncomfortable or pretend to be uncomfortable?"

The head arched inward again. Li Qing's forehead gently touched Lin Qiuqiu's flat abdomen. Through her thin shirt, she could feel her slightly hot body temperature.

The earlobes were red and attractive. Lin Qiuqiu's delicate body trembled slightly, and then Bei teeth gently bit his lips: "Li Qing, I'd better take you to the hospital?"

"No, I'll just lie down for a while." Li Qing answered faintly, feeling proud in her heart.

"Soon you need to go to the hospital." Lin Qiuqiu said meaningfully. His eyes stopped on the beer can on the table and turned back. His jade hand reached to his feet and slowly took off his white ball shoes.

"This woman is going to be angry." Li Qing was excited all over. He quickly stretched out his hand to cover his head and straightened up his body very quickly: "I feel much better, thank you ha."

With a cold hum, Lin Qiuqiu put on his sneakers again, rolled his eyes and looked at Li Qing disdainfully.

"Want to take advantage of my mother? You're still young." Lin Qiuqiu whispered to himself. His pretty face was full of anger except crimson.

Long Wu saw that things had almost reached this point, so he proposed, "it's almost noon. Let's go back to dinner."

After Long Wu said this, several people felt a little hungry and agreed.

"Hong De, I'll go back first." Long Wu shouted in the direction of the bathroom, and then Fang Yong pushed the wheelchair and walked out with Li Qing and Lin Qiuqiu.

Just at this time, another person came down from upstairs. A young girl of 17 or 18 years old, who was beautiful, stood beside Li Qing and said with a smile, "this is Mr. Li."

As soon as the tip of his eyebrows was picked, Li Qing turned his head and asked suspiciously, "do you know me?"

The girl chuckled, then stretched out her hand and pointed upstairs: "our eldest lady wants you to go up and sit down."

Li Qing looked at each other with the dragon's five hearts, and then turned to Lin Qiuqiu and said, "in this case, go back first and I'll go up and have a look."

"HMM." Lin Qiuqiu seemed to stop talking. Finally, he ordered his chin and turned to leave with Long Wu and Fang Yong.

"Lead the way." Li Qing turned back and said faintly.

"Please." the girl led the way, and her shoes clattered on the ground.

When passing the training platform, Li Qing glanced sideways. Dawu had sat up, his face was not very good-looking, and he didn't seem to slow down.

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