The Soldier Bodyguard to the Miss

The Boxing House's master was called Mead and was an authentic Thai man in her thirties. She had dark skin and a robust body, and on her head, she wore a piece of green cloth with quite a bit of national characteristics.

When the Mead brought us in from the entrance, she started to introduce his Boxing House and talked about her experiences in Thailand. He was known as the 'Little Fist King' in Thailand, she had once won the championship in the Regional Thai fist Competition before, thus the name 'Little Fist King'. Later on, as her skills continuously increased, the Mead's ambitions gradually became more and more intense. Therefore, he came to China to practice her dream and ambition with the help of her dojo.

I knew before that the way the Thai fist was trained was cruel, and this was also the main reason why the Thai fist could shake the world. It looked like it was true.

As I had battled with the Thai fist not long ago, I seemed to have more confidence this time. In my battle with Pa Buluoke, the American bodyguard, I had indeed concluded some of my experiences in dealing with the Thai fist. The most indefensible way to deal with the Thai fist was to use melee attacks like Knee Attack and Elbow Attack, which had two wise choices when fighting with the Thai fist Hand, the first one was to use the close combat method while the other one was not very good at wrestling, and the second one is to use long distance attacks which required a lot of movement control and defense, in order to avoid the opponent's disadvantage in close combat.

In this sparring match with Mead, the first method I choose to fight with is close combat.

My fists and feet were very fast, my defense was also very fast, Mead had tried to execute Knee Strike several times but to no avail, he was a little angry and repeatedly used her sturdy elbows to clash with my fists. As we faced each other, both of my knees were already ready to move.

Mead's elbow was also very sensitive. He quickly turned her body to the side and then suddenly used her elbow to hit my chest.

My hands were quick, I shifted to the side, grabbed hold of Mead's waist and threw him onto the ground.

After repeating this three times, Mead was knocked down to the ground by me three times in a row.

With a snarl of exasperation, he lunged at me even more ferociously, his fists and feet flailing, apparently to increase his strength.

This time, Mead seemed to have learnt his lesson, I could not find any loopholes to do it, so I could only take this opportunity to increase the distance and launch a ranged attack.

Mead was also very adept at long-range attacks, using heavy leg attacks consecutively.

I continuously dodged and when another Heavy leg method struck towards me, I dodged and at the same time kicked Mead's thigh and heel. Following that, I took a step forward and punched Mead in the head.

The punch, of course, did not go out, but stopped at the bridge of his nose.

Mead was startled, but quickly used her right hand to block my fist. Her right leg continued to ferociously attack my lower abdomen.

I slightly withdrew my abdomen, then turned my body to the side and kicked out. With a low sweep, Mead fell to the ground once again.

But to be honest, Mead's resistance to blows was extremely strong. After being knocked down consecutively, he stood up continuously, and the normal punches and kicks that landed on his body did not have any effect.

I wanted to end the battle as soon as possible, so I gathered my strength and kicked Mead in the chest with two kicks. My body soared into the air, and with a turn in the air, I shot towards the flying leg, and with a leap, my leg swept towards Mead's face.

This time, Mead stood up and did not continue attacking. Instead, she smiled at me, bowed and said: "Thank you for your guidance, Mr. Zhao's skills have reached perfection, I am willing to admit defeat!"

I cupped my fist in return and said, "It's my honor to give it to you, it's my honor to give it to you."

The Mead walked closer and questioned: "Your serial leg technique is so fast, I don't even have a chance to react. Can you teach me? "

I replied politely, "I don't dare, I don't dare. This leg method of mine is actually learning from Mr. Li Xiaolong's three consecutive kicks."

Mead asked: "Are you talking about the Li Xiaolong that was in the movie?"

I nodded. "Of course."

Mead scratched her head and said, "Oh, this is unbelievable! Before this, I had always thought that Li Xiaolong's skills were just for show. The reason he was so famous was not because he was skilled, but because he was famous for making movies. Now it seems like I was wrong, Li Xiaolong's martial arts had been proven by you. "

I said smilingly, "Although Mr. Li Xiaolong has already died many years ago, his skills have still been passed down forever. No one can surpass him in cultivation, and his skills are renowned throughout the world. "

The Mead thoughtfully nodded her head, then made a gesture of invitation and said: "Today, you are my esteemed guest. Can you allow me to ask you to stay for a while, so that I can properly request a lesson from you regarding your serial leg?"

I refused: "Sorry, Mead Instructor, I still have a lot of things to do when I get back. If I have the chance, I will come and ask for your advice! "

Mead's face was clearly disappointed: "Then I can only say that it's a pity. How about this, I feel really happy to be able to exchange pointers with you. Although I lost, but I am actually very excited."

I replied smilingly, "I'm also very happy."

A friendly handshake, a friendly farewell.

was also very happy as he drove back home. As he grasped the steering wheel, he hummed a song by Wang Fei, "When is the bright moon?

I took a cigarette and said, "Other people need money to sing. You can sing to your death."

You Meng quickly chewed on a bubble gum and said unhappily: "What's wrong, you don't like the sound of it?"

I jokingly said, "It's nice to listen to, but it's so deafening to listen to!"

You Meng clenched his fist tightly and waved it in front of my nose, then scolded: "If you don't know how to appreciate it, cover your ears!"

I pinched my nose and changed the topic: "You Meng, have you discovered that I'm here at the dojos to fight? I feel that something is amiss. According to normal logic, how could these coaches be so straightforward as to agree to spar with me? There's something behind this! "

You Meng smiled mysteriously and said: "You only knew that there was something going on. Let me tell you the truth." But as she spoke, he stopped.

I asked closely, "Tell me, don't stop."

You Meng rolled her eyes quickly, and said: "To tell you the truth, do you really think that these Boxing House's coaches are giving you face?"

I continued to ask, "Then who should I give face to?"

You Meng blurted out, "That is to give Old Master Huang face!"

"Old Master Huang?"

"It's Grandpa Huang!"

The name You Meng stunned me for a moment. My mind raced as if it were running four processors, and I suddenly thought: Could this Old Master Huang be the Old Master Huang that Pa Buluoke spoke of?

Could it be such a coincidence?

If that was true, then that was great!

A powerful surprise surged into my heart, a surprise that could not be described in words. From the bottom of my heart, I really wish that the strange old man who is about to become my master, is the Old Master Huang that once scared the famous American Security Officer Mai Ke. Even though I don't know what kind of history the Old Master Huang and Mai Ke actually had, I have a premonition that this strange old man is definitely not an ordinary person.

I immediately asked You Meng: "Are you saying that all of this was planned by Old Master Huang?"

You Meng nodded: "That won't do! If the Old Master Huang had not called him in advance, who would have the time to fight with you? "

I thought about it, and felt that You Meng's words were reasonable.

But it made me feel even more like Old Man Huang is unfathomable.

This master of his was not simple at all!

I asked You Meng with interest: "What kind of person is this Old Master Huang exactly?"

You Meng blinked her eyes and said: "Such a powerful person! I... By Director spent a lot of effort to get him to leave the mountain. Think about it, what kind of identity does By Director have?

I nodded. "That's right." However, have you heard of one thing? I have heard from the President of the United States, Pa Buluoke, that the Guardian Officer Mai Ke of the George W. Bush is most afraid of someone called the Old Master Huang. "

You Meng was startled: "What did you say? Mai Ke is most afraid of Old Master Huang? "

I replied, "Yes, he personally told me about it the last time I sparred with Pa Buluoke. It's just that even he doesn't know who the Old Master Huang is and how he fought against Mai Ke. "

You Meng said in surprise: "That is strange to me too. Let's go ask Old Master Huang when we get back! "

I nodded. "Yeah." He had to ask. But I'm afraid Old Master Huang won't say it. "

You Meng acted like an arrogant princess, and pouted: "You're not saying? Even if it's a threat of violence, we have to get him from the truth! "

I strongly disdained, "You? Can you threaten him? "

You Meng spat out a mouthful of bubbles and laughed: "I know I can't threaten him, but isn't rewards to your mouth enough? It's not illegal to speak ill of others behind their backs! "

I fainted, and completely submitted to You Meng's evil.

After driving home, I went straight to find Old Master Huang, but he wasn't in the house.

Where did he go?