Seeing that he was kicking for nothing and his thigh was held by Chen Xuan, Tang Qiuling couldn't help but feel ashamed and angry. He clenched his pink fist and attacked Chen Xuan's face, but Chen Xuan gently bounced it back.
At this moment, Tang Qiuling finally showed an incredible look. She was a martial arts master who had practiced to achieve a small achievement in the transformation of strength at the age of twenty-one. Her true strength was spread all over her body, and she reached a state where a feather could not be added and a fly could not fall.
A little brushing of the jade hand can easily break a person's muscles and bones.
Unexpectedly, Chen Xuan said lightly and blocked her two attacks, and she didn't look hurt at all. How could this not cause a storm in Tang Qiuling's heart?
Since practicing martial arts, she has never met such an unfathomable master except her master.
Tang Qiuling saw that her thighs were clamped by Chen Xuan, and her attack could not work. The ambiguous actions of the two made her blush with shame, and she couldn't help but scold, "Let me go!"
"I let go of your words, you can't continue to attack me." Chen Xuan said with a burning look.
He also didn't expect that Tang Qiuling would actually come true. If the sharp kick was hit hard, he could kick the person in the waist.
After hearing Chen Xuan's words, Tang Qiuling snorted: "You let me go first!"
She didn't want to let Chen Xuan go for nothing. In her eyes, this guy was getting more and more disgusting.
When Chen Xuan heard Tang Qiuling's meaning, he obviously would not give up, so he held her thighs tighter.
Tang Qiuling was almost blown away by Chen Xuan's action. She didn't care how much difference the strength of the two was. She raised a pair of pink fists and launched a fierce attack on Chen Xuan again.
But no matter how fast her fist was, Chen Xuan only needed five fingers to capture the moon in the water, and grabbed Tang Qiuling's wrists with great speed.
Now, Tang Qiuling's thigh was pinched by Chen Xuan, and his hands were locked by Chen Xuan, and he was completely immobile.
She had never suffered such humiliation in her life. She was ashamed and angry on her beautiful face, and her beautiful eyes glared at Chen Xuan hatefully.
Suddenly, Tang Qiuling opened her cherry lips and bit Chen Xuan's arm that held her wrists.
Such absurd attack method made Chen Xuan laugh.
"Qiu Ling, don't be rude!"
Just as Tang Qiuling was about to bite Chen Xuan's arm, a sound full of energy came from behind the two of them.
An old man walked and walked in a dragon and tiger strolled. In the blink of an eye, he came to the two of them. It was the old man in Tang suit who led a group of old men to practice Tai Chi.
When Tang Qiuling attacked Chen Xuan just now, she was already seen by the old man in Tang costume. She was about to tell her not to hurt others, but Chen Xuan gently solved all Tang Qiuling's attacks.
Tang Qiuling is his proud disciple, and his martial arts skills have reached the level of transformation and transformation. Looking at China, it is rare among young warriors.
Chen Xuan is similar to Tang Qiuling, but his strength is very different. This made the old man in Tang suit look at Chen Xuan in an instant, and he thought that he had misunderstood before, but he didn't realize that Chen Xuan was actually a martial arts master.
"Can you not bother with me because of my own slightestness?" The old man in Tang's costume said very politely. This was also because of Chen Xuan's strength that he felt respectful.
Seeing that the old man said that Tang Qiuling was his apprentice, Chen Xuan no longer had any difficulties with him and let go of Tang Qiuling's hands and feet.
"Master, he bullied me!" Tang Qiuling's nose felt sour, and she ran to the old man in Tang suit and said with grievance.
The old man in Tang suit frowned and raised his face and said, "Qiu Ling, you obviously attacked others first, but because of your lack of strength, they were countered. You are wrong with this matter. Please apologize to this gentleman."
"It is absolutely impossible to ask me to apologize to this guy!" Tang Qiuling said with a stubborn expression.
The old man in Tang suit shook his head, looked at Chen Xuan and said, "Old's surname is Fu and his name is Wei, I wonder what my friend calls him?"
Chen Xuan saw that the old man had reached the level of a master of Danjin in his martial arts, but he was not as strong as Wu Ding, and he felt a three-point favor.
Seeing that the old man was interested in getting to know each other, he replied with a friendly smile: "Hello, Mr. Fu, my name is Chen Xuan."
"Mr. Chen, my apprentice is more impulsive. I hope you don't have the same knowledge as her." Fu Wei's words, with apologizing, with his identity, apologizing to a young man on behalf of his apprentice is extremely rare.
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Chen Xuan smiled slightly and said along the steps: "It's nothing, I don't mind."
Tang Qiuling, who was originally sulking beside him, heard Chen Xuan's words, but he couldn't help but speak, "Master, as you are, why do you want to say good things to such a guy? I think he is
I was blind, and I didn’t even know your name, Master!”
"Qiu Ling, don't talk nonsense. We live overseas all year round and rarely come back to China. It is normal for us Chinese warriors not to know me."
Fu Wei said, looking at Chen Xuan with a calm look, "To be honest, I don't know which master Chen is a master disciple. I have practiced such martial arts at a young age, which makes me admire you!"
"Old Fu, I am not a martial arts practitioner, and I have never been a disciple of anyone." Chen Xuan explained immediately when he saw the old man having a misunderstanding.
When these martial arts people saw Chen Xuan, they all regarded him as a warrior with preconceived ideas, and even master-level people like Fu Wei were no exception.
Although Chen Xuan explained truthfully, Fu Wei felt a little displeasure. Does this young man feel that his eyes are blurred and he can't see the level of a warrior's cultivation?
After all, Fu Wei is a Danjin-level figure. He smiled and said in a solemn voice: "I have been practicing martial arts for nearly 60 years and have a reputation in the martial arts world. Mr. Chen is unwilling to report to his family, but he looks down on him a little.
I'm old;
What's more, Mr. Chen is as old as a martial arts cultivation, and he should be as proud as an old man. When he reaches the level of alchemy, he should be proud of himself. What can I hide?"
After hearing what Fu Wei said, Chen Xuan couldn't help feeling helpless. Unexpectedly, Mr. Fu, like Wu Ding, determined him to be a Danjin warrior.
But he is indeed not a warrior, but a higher level of cultivator!
It seems that he easily attacked Tang Qiuling's attack just now, which made Fu Wei feel illusioned.
After pondering for a while, Chen Xuan said, "Old Fu, I just know a little about the skill of refining Qi, not a real warrior, I really don't hide anything."
"Qi Refining Kung Fu?" Hearing this word, Fu Wei's face suddenly changed. He knew very well what this word meant.
He has reached the state of condensing the true qi in his body into pills. For the qi refining method, he has only been able to slowly explore it by relying on his own talent and perseverance, and decades of hard practice.