Chapter 76: Aren’t you going to have a chance to compete with me?

Although Aning has lived in Xifeng City for several years, he did not know that Wen Xinyi's fiancé's lower limbs have been paralyzed?

But Wen Xinyi didn't hide it. She smiled bitterly and said:

"Aning, my fiancé and I are not married yet, and... and he was disabled when he was a child and was destined to be able to sit in a wheelchair for the rest of his life."

Although she was a little embarrassed, she was not inferior. She paused and said, "But I really love my fiancé. No matter how prejudice the world has against him, I will marry him sooner or later.

"And he also worked very hard. He has been practicing Wing Chun with Bai Zhan in recent years!"

Aning never expected that Wen Xinyi, who was extremely outstanding in all aspects, would fall in love with a disabled person who could only sit in a wheelchair for life, and regretted what he said before.

She had apologized on her face, but the happiness of being a woman could not be hidden in her warm and beautiful eyes, so she didn't know how to speak.

Moreover, Aning could not imagine how a disabled person sitting in a wheelchair practiced boxing, so he couldn't help but wonder if he had deceived Wen Xinyi. After all, women in love are easily deceived.

Although she first met Wen Xinyi, she secretly regarded Wen Xinyi as her most important friend and wanted to help Wen Xinyi take care of the love barrier.

After hesitating for a moment, she deliberately said:

"Xinyi, since Mr. Zheng and Bai Zhan are both teachers and friends, his Wing Chun must be very impressive, right?

Why don't you let me see his skills?"

Wen Xinyi hesitated, and she also thought Aning was a good friend, so she naturally couldn't bear to refuse.

Moreover, she had seen Wing Chun fist solemnly hitting wooden man stakes during the day.

In Wen Xinyi's opinion, although the solemn Wing Chun punch was a little hot, it was slightly worse than her. This was probably due to her physical limitations, after all, she was sitting in a wheelchair.

On the other hand, Aning, the attack she had cut Su Lingbao's abdomen with one knife before was really fast, accurate and ruthless, and was impeccably perfect.

Wen Xinyi thought that even if Aning's attack was reserved, she was definitely not Aning's opponent.

If Zheng Chong and Aning were allowed to fight, Zheng Chong would obviously have no chance of winning.

Once he is seriously defeated, it will hurt his confidence in practicing martial arts.

But then again, Wen Xinyi, who has always been extremely cruel to herself, couldn't help but think:

"After practicing boxing, you have to take it out, otherwise it is just a fancy fist and embroidered piece of martial arts. Solemnly, you shouldn't mind losing once, right?

Wouldn't it be better if he lost once, it would inspire his desire to win?"

After thinking about it, Wen Xinyi didn't care whether Zheng Zhong had already fallen asleep or not, quickly took Aning into her usual practice room, and then pushed Zheng Zhong out of the bedroom.

In the spacious practice room, Aning was shocked when he first saw the solemnity in the wheelchair.

The bar sings in the bar for many years and has seen countless handsome men and handsome men, but he is as handsome as solemn as he is and has a special temperament. Even if he wears pajamas and sits in a wheelchair, it gives people a sense of stunning, but Aning has never seen it before.

With just a moment, Aning, who thought he was completely immune to the opposite sex, even felt blushing and his ears were hot, and his heartbeat was rapid.

She finally realized why Wen Xinyi was solemnly unmarried.

However, when he accidentally looked at each other with the solemn, Aning inexplicably felt that the solemn gaze looked very familiar. The "White War" wearing the Sun Wukong mask alone showed his might.

She was sure and sure, and her solemn eyes looked exactly the same as Bai Zhan’s!

And just because of his solemn eyes, Aning also felt inexplicable fear when facing the "white war".

"Is it that solemnly Bai Zhan?"

Thinking of this possibility, Aning seemed to have returned to Villa No. 1 and faced with "Bai Zhan". She subconsciously lowered her head and dared not look at each other solemnly, and said in a panic:

"Mr. Zheng, my abrupt arrival did not disturb you to rest, did you?"

As soon as she finished speaking, she was nervously trying to find a crack in the ground to get into it, so she quickly said to Wen Xinyi:

"Xinyi, why don't I go back?

"Mr. Bai Zhan has defeated the people in Heihu Hall. Not only will the bar be in danger, but it can also clean up the mess and do the work of the more than a dozen residents under his name, so that you can sign a relocation agreement with them next..."

"puff!"

Seeing Aning as nervous as a child, Wen Xinyi, who was usually very sensible in front of others, couldn't help but cover her mouth and laugh.

Of course she noticed Aning's solemn confusion. Although she felt it was inappropriate, she really felt very happy.

So she quickly shook her eyes at the solemnity of Aning while whispering to comfort Aning.

Wen Xinyi had already said Aning's meaning when she went to the bedroom to push Zhengzhong, so she said in great cooperation:

"Miss Aning, please stay here, don't be dissatisfied. I am just not very social.

"And don't you want to talk to me?"

After truly feeling the sincerity of the solemn, Wen Xinyi was so enthusiastic that Aning gradually calmed down his nervousness and realized that he wanted to help Wen Xinyi test the solemn.

So, she was clean and neat and no longer polite. She reached out and took out the dozen sharp knives with different shapes hidden on her body, and then put them down, and then posed the standard starting style of Shaolin Luohan Fist.

Wen Xinyi's eyes lit up and she exclaimed: "Anning, are you practicing the authentic Shaolin Luohan Fist?"

No wonder Wen Xinyi was surprised. After all, although Shaolin Luohan Fist is common, very few people can really practice it. Especially few women can practice this short, compact, flexible and changeable boxing technique.

As the successor of the authentic Shaolin Luohan Fist, Aning was originally very confident in his martial arts value, especially in cooperation with the assassination method she had figured out, she had few defeats in the underground world of Tonghu District over the years.

But because he was facing solemnity, Aning felt embarrassed inexplicably, and it felt like he was fiddling in front of Lu Ban's door and dancing with a big knife in front of Guan Gong.

However, since Aning had put on his airs, she said:

"Mr. Zheng, my Arhat Fist is a big deal. You have to be careful!"

As soon as she said that, she was already swung her fist like a female arhat and rushed towards the solemnity of the wheelchair.

Seeing this, Wen Xinyi was heartbroken and even began to secretly regret that she shouldn't have let Zheng Chong fight Aning.

But the solemnity in the wheelchair seemed to be still chatting slowly:

"Let's take action like an arrow, stop like a cotton pad, succeed with one move, attack in a series of attacks!

"Miss Aning's Arhat Fist has indeed been practiced..."

Before he could finish his words, Aning's Arhat Fist suddenly came to his sight. The sharp fist force teared the air, and even if it was not the hidden force, it made the air make a dull sound like "boom".

Wen Xinyi, who was so conscious, was shocked and exclaimed: "Aning, stop!"

Of course Aning wanted to stop, because she never expected that she would start fighting and still talk, but she couldn't stop because she had not practiced the hidden power and could not control her boxing posture freely.

At this time, her fist that hit her solemn forehead was like an arrow from a string. How can she turn around?

As if he had seen the scene of being solemnly being knocked away by himself, Aning was so nervous that he almost burst into tears.

But at the critical moment, solemn suddenly raised his fist to fight, and then came first, and hit Aning's small pink fist with Wing Chun boxing.

"Bang--"
Chapter completed!