What made Zhao Ziyue look at him with admiration was that the handsome white-clothed Ao Lingyun fell to the ground and stood up in less than five seconds, biting her lips and making a trace of bloodthirsty flashed on her face. Suddenly, she grew up and rushed towards Zhao Ziyue like an angry arrow. Her speed was amazing. She went to Zhao Ziyue in the blink of an eye. She punched her fist, and her fist was as dense as raindrops. As soon as her fist touched Zhao Ziyue's arm, people around her heard the sound of "papa".

"Wing Chun Fist!" someone exclaimed.

Everyone outside the ring stretched their necks and wanted to see this boxing technique that was only heard of, or just seen on TV. [bsp;   Wing Chun uses a force method called "Cunjin" to attack and defend. Theory and mental methods focus on the center line, burying, chasing the shapes towards the face, taking care of both left and right, leaving and sending, swaying hands, etc., attacking and defending with the shortest distance and time.

Obviously, Ao Lingyun's Wing Chun fist has a certain degree of fire. The punches are strong and powerful, and the defense is not airtight. The horse stance under his feet is evenly shaped and the breath is not symmetrical. There is no shortness of breathing due to rapid punching.

Zhao Ziyue just reached out to resist. He wanted to see how many outstanding skills this arrogant guy has.

Ao Lingyun's face was swollen, and his punch passed by quickly. The fist whirred in the air. His fist hit Zhao Ziyue's waving arm, and the sound was endless. On the other hand, Zhao Ziyue retreated step by step, with a relaxed look on his face. The steps back were not at all messy.

Everyone around was stunned. Such fast and airtight boxing skills were only seen in "Ip Man". The expressions on each face were incredible.

Several soldiers finally couldn't help but feel the excitement in their hearts and clapped and shouted: "Ling Yun is so handsome! The boxing handsome is stunned. Come on—"

Several muscular men stood beside him and shook flags and shouted to Ao Lingyun.

The crisp sound of "pa" in the air is endless. In addition to the two people's feet like dancing, the visual and auditory effects produced strongly stimulate people's minds.

Lanling looked at Zhao Ziyue, who was retreating step by step on the ring with concern, and said anxiously to Datianer: "What should I do? You can't leave now...why should I tell my grandfather?"

After wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, Da Tianer smiled and said, "No, your grandfather is busy with all kinds of things. He dare not disturb him. Humph, my elder brother is so easy to defeat others. What's more, that kid is just a foul-smelling child!"

Before Datian finished speaking, Zhao Ziyue launched a counterattack. A very simple counterattack, and his fist swung his fist. Everyone saw Zhao Ziyue styling Ao Lingyun's dense fist and stretched his fists flat. When Ao Lingyun's fist was only one inch away from his fist, he suddenly exerted force. The fist hit the fist. This powerful force pushed Ao Lingyunping out as much as half a meter. Both hands were so painful that they were even more deadly. ***'s fist was shaken.

A fighting instructor in the army exclaimed: "Cunquan!"

Everyone around him immediately looked at him, his eyes full of questions. "What's the matter?" a soldier sister asked curiously.

The instructor said: "Cunquan, also known as Cunquan, it emphasizes the rapid punching of a short distance and hits its most powerful punch, and it must burst out all its explosive power to knock down the enemy. This is the Jet Kin Do that was created by Bruce Lee in his early years, and later on the basis of Wing Chunquan. They are all Cunquan. When Cunquan is practiced at a certain temperature, you can easily break wooden boards within an inch of distance. Practice to the extreme, you can break a person's bones and crack stones."

There is a sound of air-conditioning around me, be good! So awesome!

With his hands numb, Ao Lingyun looked at Zhao Ziyue in shock. He begged his grandfather to ask his favor to go to Hong Kong to learn this set of Wing Chun. In the past, he was always against the enemy. But this time he seemed to kick it on the iron plate. Why did this guy have Wing Chun? It seems that the heat is still above him. No! A hero will not suffer any loss in front of him. Change it!

Men who know how to drink often change beer when they are fighting with others when they can’t drink liquor. If beer doesn’t work, they will change liquor and mix beer. In short, they must get the other person drunk until they get it drunk.

The horse was standing in the middle line with a squat on his waist and stood in the middle. Ao Lingyun made a serpentine fist in the five-shaped fist. His feet were swiftly slanted, and his arms attacked Zhao Ziyue like a python. The snake head formed by the merger of fingers was like a giant python head spitting red Xinzi, and wrapped around Zhao Ziyue's body with a strong cold air.

Zhao Ziyue smiled slightly, and in front of everyone, he turned his neck a few times. The god spread his body, stretched out his index finger from each of his big hands, and made a mantis absorb water. When Ao Lingyun's powerful snake-shaped fist was about to touch his body, he waved his hand quickly and several times, and his fingers pecked at the snake's head formed by Ao Lingyun's hand like the sharp claws of a mantis. This is not the end. Mantis fist originally focused on a series of attacks of "not tricky or not hit, just hit if you are tricky, hit if you are a few times." The mantis claws formed in Zhao Ziyue's hand pecked at Ao Lingyun's elbow if you are a few times. It's about seven inches to hit the snake!

Ao Lingyun was a little angry and embarrassed. The boxing technique he usually was proud of was repeatedly frustrated, and even his elbows were attacked by others. For a moment, his breathing was rapid and he was so angry that he bit his teeth. He raised his foot and finally used his killer weapon.

Zhao Ziyue had just repelled Ao Lingyun's attack, but before he could breathe a sigh of relief, Ao Lingyun's majestic flying leg arrived. He cheated! He was so powerful that he was so strong that he had a deep leg!

Zhao Ziyue looked unmoved and responded to changes with constant expression. Her hands were flat and her hands were round. Her face was peaceful. A trace of righteousness appeared in the air. Ninety-nine returned to one, and it was Tai Chi!

When Ao Lingyun's flying legs were less than an inch away from Zhao Ziyue's body, Zhao Ziyue came first, and grabbed Ao Lingyun's calves with both hands, pulled them into his arms, removed the force on his legs, and threw them out with his backhand. Ao Lingyun's body was thrown out like a rag. Just as everyone was stunned as Ao Lingyun's body was about to be thrown out of the ring, Zhao Ziyue grabbed his feet and pulled them back, and then threw them hatefully to the ground. Ao Lingyun's body was heavily thrown on the ring. He fell for a long time and didn't get up.

Zhao Ziyue kicked him in the butt and said disdainfully: "Don't think that you can be lawless if you learn some Chinese skills. There are many people who can kill you!"

Under the ring, those Ao Lingyun's younger brothers cursed and rolled up their sleeves and rushed towards the ring. However, Ao Lingyun reached out to stop him. He shouted fiercely at everyone in the audience: "Stop! Don't worry about my own affairs!"

He lay on the ground and looked at Zhao Ziyue, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, Ao Lingyun nodded and smiled and said, "Okay! Your kung fu is very good... Finally one day I will defeat you!"

After looking at him, Zhao Ziyue smiled and said, "Okay! I'll wait for that day." Then he helped Datian Eryang and left.
Chapter completed!