Zhan Long

"They, won't you play really?" Wang Ran looked at us and whispered.

Lin Biaoer bites her red lips: "I don't know... it looks like it is not very optimistic..."

Dongcheng Moon hugs his chest and smiles slightly: "Get away with you, support you!"

Asked the sword and screamed, silently said: "Dongcheng, good sword sighs with you is a guild, a deputy lord, an elder, say that people are still your subordinates, you actually cheer for each other..."

Dongcheng Yue light smile: "Lord, happy is my friend, nothing more, not cheering for friends, it seems that I am too loyal..."

Lin Biaoer smiled and said nothing.

Asking the sword to shake his head without words, there is no way to take these two beautiful vice-presidents.

......

"rustle……"

The cloth shoes stepped on the ground, and the sword sighed off his coat, revealing a strong muscle, slowly raising his right hand, faintly said: "Hebei Beichen, Xingyiquan, Beichenhong, please enlighten me!"

I frowned, took off my coat, and hung it on the shelf. The upper body was just a casual shirt. I put my sleeves up and held my hands and smiled. "I don't know how my boxing method comes from." He sent, but I know it is the northern boxing. Come on, let me know how much the shape of the Beichen family is!"

"it is good!"

The sword sighed and said nothing, the sole of the foot slipped into at least two meters, the right fist slammed out, went straight to my chest, and surrounded by a faint airflow around the fist!

Royal level! ?

I was slightly horrified, and I never thought that the sword sigh had reached the level of the temperament level, but judging from the intensity of the breath, it should be the first time into the realm of temperament, because it is not strong enough.

"Snapped!"

Take the hand, I took advantage of the situation, left foot force, the right knee suddenly lifted straight to the chest of the sword sigh.

"scare?!"

The sword sighed and hurriedly crossed his arms and crossed his chest to resist my blow.

"嘭" screamed, and the sword sigh was shocked by me. The arms trembled a little, his eyes were full of horror and anger, and his arms slammed his arms, and his arms darted into the sea, and the pace of his feet changed. The angle of punching is even more surprising, and it really has the essence of Xingyiquan.

I was lucky and punched, and immediately punched two punches. "嘭嘭" two directly smashed the two sighs of the sword sigh, and at the same time deceived, swaying the arm and making a fierce punch!

"drink!"

The sword sighed in front of the chest and the whole man almost slipped out and his face was pale. This punch had completely disrupted his breath, and even the ability to resist the temperament was temporarily lost.

Asked the sword to suddenly hold the sword sigh, and said with amazement: "Three uncles, is it okay?"

Sword sighed slowly and looked at me, faintly said: "This Li Xiaoyao... is indeed a master, my anger is almost suppressed by him, and his fists are combined with Taijiquan and Xingyiquan. Kind, it’s a tough opponent!”

Say, Sword sighed and glanced at the sword and said, "A wind, are you going to try it?"

"I think so too!"

Asking Jian to clench his fist, he smiled slightly: "Li Xiaoyao, can you let me know your school?"

I held my hands and stood up. I said, "The heroes are all friends. If you want to talk about it, come on, but when you stop, I don't want to hurt you, and I don't want to be hurt by you!"

Asked the sword to laugh: "That is natural!"

......

Asking the sword to take off his jacket, his eyes are determined, his arm is slowly exerting force, and the airflow is almost invisible to the naked eye. He is also a master of temperament, and his breath strength is even higher than that of sword sigh. !

Lin Biaoer also seems to see what clues, wrinkling the show eyebrows: "Ask the sword, happy, stop here, and then go on, I am afraid it will hurt the anger..."

Asking the sword can't help but laugh: "I don't need to worry about it. I rarely meet such a young and strong opponent. If I don't compare it today, I will regret it for a lifetime!"

Lin Biaoer looked at me: "Li Xiaoyao..."

"Well, what?" I smiled at her.

"Be careful..." She looked at me nervously.

I smiled a little: "Do not worry, I am fine."

......

It seems that Lin Biaoer can also see that although the sword is not angry or disappointing, but in fact I almost hurt the sword sigh, asking the sword is already in a state of anger, once the hands come, it is almost impossible to ask the sword. The break of the broken arm has occurred in the course of the study, especially our masters who have surpassed the realm of the refining level.

"rustle……"

Asked the sword to suddenly close, the soles of the feet stepped on the fine dust in the venue, and the right fist swept away.

I am clear in the sea, my arm is blocked, but I ask the sword to move freely, the arm is forced, and suddenly it is a quick three-shot. The fist is wrapped with a strong airflow. He knows that I am also a defensive grade, and I will not stay at all. I have spared.

Under the emergency attack, I couldn't force a counterattack, so I slammed my arm. I was hit by three blows. The strength of the sword was too strong. My soles slipped back uncontrollably. Behind the training iron man, ask the sword to look in the eyes, a low drink, lift the foot is a heavy glimpse!

"Hey!"

Suddenly sneaked away, "beep" behind him, the iron man trembled, leaving a deep footprint on it, the iron sheet was severely deformed!

The pedal is too imaginary, I move one step to the right, and the back of the sword is swiftly swiped!

"嘭" asked the sword in the move, the whole person fell to the Iron Man, I did not have any detention, the turn of the flowing water is a punch, directly banged to the back of the sword!

"Uh……"

Asked the sword to sigh low and low, the arm swings to support the iron man, borrowing to escape to the left! My quick punch hit directly, and "嘭" screamed, the iron man broke from it, and the screws and iron pieces rolled into the ground.

......

"God..." Wang Ran opened his mouth: "Is this... Li Xiaoyao and Wen Jian are still normal people? What kind of power is this, actually... it will be so strong..."

Lin Yier looked at me with a pair of eyes and silently.

Dongcheng Yue clenched the powder punch and whispered: "Happy, don't lose..."

......

"Hey..."

The wind started, and the next round of attack on the sword had already arrived. The body leaped slightly and slammed into a punch. It was shaped like an axe. It was the essence of the meaning of the shape of the boxing.

I cocked my arm and blocked it. "嘭" stepped back two steps, asking the sword to step by step, the body sinking slightly, and the double fists from the bottom up, like a tiger's collapse!

I hurriedly separated the fists, and suddenly I was almost smothered by my nose. I asked the sword to fight with the belt, and the body leaned back, and it was two quick attacks.

"call……"

The breath is slowly flowing in the body, and the life is endless. The sea is empty, and I feel the change of the surrounding atmosphere between the electric and the flint. The left fist changes to the palm, and the "啪啪" swayed the attack of the sword, suddenly The figure is moving fast, the right fist is swinging backwards, and almost 100% of the force and gas are injected, suddenly blasting!

"what!?"

Asked the sword was shocked, the figure did not stop, and his arms crossed the chest to bear my blow!

"Hey!"

One punched out, the body of the sword was almost so blasted, and he stepped back ten steps in a row. He slammed into the bamboo sword rack in the stadium, suddenly the shelf was broken, and numerous bamboo swords were broken and asked the body of the sword. It was quite awkward and fell in the broken sword. His face was pale, his arms trembled slightly, and his eyebrows were locked.

"A wind!"

The sword sighed and rushed, and asked the sword: "How, is it okay?"

Asked the sword face is not very good, big mouth gasping, said: "Li Xiaoyao is indeed a master, he can see the opportunity of my ventilation, otherwise I will not be so easy to lose ... and, he ..."

"What happened to him?" asked the sword.

Asked the sword to take a deep breath: "Li Xiaoyao is afraid that it is already the peak of the imperial level, and the intensity of the gas is far more than me and you!"

Sword sighs with a look of horror: "Halo, no... isn't it? Who is this kid? I haven't heard of China's modern and high-definition masters, and they are still young..."

......

I stepped forward and smiled and said, "Is it okay?"

Asking the sword to grab my hand, I got up and patted the dust on my body and smiled. "Nothing big, but Li Xiaoyao's boxing method is really powerful. I and the three uncles are convinced!"

On the side, Wang Ran laughed: "In fact, Li Xiaoyao's boxing method is not the best. His strongest should be swordsmanship. Ask the sword that you are also a swordsman's war resurrection master. Do you want to compare with him?"

Asked Jian, he hurriedly smiled and said: "Don't, I focus on Xingyiquan, and finally lose it like this. On swordsmanship, Li Xiaoyao's swordsmanship should be my teacher."

Say, ask the sword to look at the arms, no words: "Hey, just bought the Armani shirt, the button is completely broken by your punch, it is a pity, 1.7W one..."

My heart trembled: "You... you won't let me pay for it?"

Asked the sword, haha ​​smiled and took a look at my shoulder: "Do not worry, brother, I am not so mean, and today I have learned your skills, I have not paid tuition, this shirt is even paid tuition?"

I nodded: "Well, the hero's lord is really open-minded, much stronger than the edge!"

Asked the sword a little wrong, suddenly smiled: "You mean the sword front cold kid? Hey, Jianfeng cold is a Hangzhou person, I have studied with him once, the strength of the arm fist is thick, big open, and played Very enjoyable, but the sword is cold and cold... We will not judge, the gentleman is not behind the words, in short, Li Xiaoyao has time to come to our hospital in Luoyang, Henan, I let my grandfather teach you your kung fu..."

I twitched my mouth: "Okay..."

In fact, the bottom of my heart is another kind of saying. Most of the teachers are at least Yang Yang. It should be one of the few masters in China. I am challenged to find the way to death, or to avoid it.

......

In the afternoon, I asked the sword and sword sigh to leave Hangzhou.

On the way back.

Dongcheng Yue was very happy and smiled and said: "Happy, that punch is too enjoyable... I haven’t asked for a sword to fight back. Before you lost, I am worried that you will lose! Oh, fortunately. Won……"

Lin Biaoer said next to him: "Hey, Dongcheng, the lord lost, but you are happy!"

Dongcheng Yuezui corner raised: "Less come, Li Xiaoyao, when a boxing defeated the sword, did someone laugh?"

Lin Yier: "..."

I licked my fist and my sword was locked.

"What's the matter?" Lin Biaoer asked.

I sighed: "When the punch hit the iron man, it was put on by the screw and it hurt me..."

Lin Yier: "..."

Dongcheng Month: "..."