"Then discuss it." He looked at Yan Murong slightly, and Liang Zhengtao said with a smile.
Liang Zhengtao is the man of Father Yan, and naturally he will stand on Yan Murong. He does not know why Yan Murong has to compare with the bodyguards around Zheng Wuming, but at least it must ensure his safety.
"Start?" Yan Murong said with a smile. After speaking, he suddenly set up a horse and made a starting hand of Tai Chi.
"Tai Chi?" Some older people saw Yan Murong put on this posture, and they secretly shouted in the same heart, and their eyes began to shine.
Don't say that they are now the old ladies who write ordinary people, who have regarded Tai Chi as a fitness exercise. In the park or the streets, you can see that many elderly people are walking in the village or pushing hands in the morning.
But the Tai Chi they practice is just a revision. It is specially adapted for exercise. Compared with the real Tai Chi, there is still a lot of differences.
Now Yan Murong will use Tai Chi to learn from the bodyguard of the Zheng family. Presumably there are some ways, right?
"Huh." Kunlun smiled dismissively, took off his suit jacket, and stepped over to Yan Murong.
Yan Murong smiled with a smile, just in the posture, and saw Kunlun walking towards him, and still didn't move.
"call!"
Kunlun suddenly shot ----- Oh, no, it was a feet, and she suddenly accelerated at a distance of less than five meters from Yan Murong, and then kicked to Yan Murong's rib.
Kunlun is a master. As a master, he knows how to attack, and he knows how he will not make himself out of flaws.
First of all, according to the ratio of the human body, the legs are longer than the arms. Therefore, he chose to get out of the leg. A side kick that was not gorgeous, but the great destructive side kicked Yan Murong.
Secondly, the ribs are one of the weakest parts of the human body. If it is hit by gravity, it will cause ribs to break, and it may even pierce the risk of lungs or hearts.
In the end, Kunlun considers how to show no flaws.
The position of the ribs is not high, so when the leg is out of the leg, it will not be too high because the leg is raised too high, resulting in a flaw in the lower market.
Kunlun knew that Yan Murong was a master. Although he thought that Yan Murong was not his opponent, the master confronted him, and any flaw would ask the opponent's life.
What about masters? Look at those TV series, aren't those masters planted in the hands of rookie in the end?
Kunlun kicked out, Yan Murong no longer placed his posture. As soon as he accepted, his body was fluttering on Kunlun's calf, but his body did not retreat. Instead, he took this opportunity to stick to it.
Kunlun was also shocked. When he quickly collected his legs and prepared to dodge, he found that Yan Murong's speed was faster than he thought.
Then Yan Murong's fist smashed into Kunlun's chest.
"Bang!"
With a stuffy sound, Kunlun was smashed by this punch on his chest. He took four or five steps back to the back of the kick before stopping. This trick, he obviously fell off the wind and suffered a loss.
"Isn't this Tai Chi?" Kunlun rubbed some dull chest and frowned at Yan Murong.
"Are you stupid, have I said that it is Tai Chi?" Yan Murong looked at Kunlun with a look at an idiot. "I just put a posture."
That's right, Yan Murong is indeed a posture. His trick is used in the fist in the five elements.
Black fist, as the name suggests, is a boxing method with the power of collapse.
Black fist is a kind of straight boxing, straight hair forward, fist eyes up, palm -to -heart, standing out of the boxing. And when you are working hard, the storage power is very hidden.
The arm does not need to be completely straight, mainly by the muscles of the wrist and the forearm to force.
Suddenly cold, short -promoting assault, which is fast and strong, and through the viscera.
If it wasn't for Kunlun, but to be an ordinary person, it would definitely be fractured by the sternum of this punch.
"Don't think about it, you have also practiced internal skills." Yan Murong looked at Kunlun with a smile.
Kunlun didn't speak, just staring at Yan Murong coldly, the look, just like the irritated beast.
If it weren't for hard work by himself, he would not only make him feel painful with Yan Murong's punch just now, but was directly injured.
Kunlun sang, kicking his feet, and his body suddenly rushed towards Yan Murong. The same straight fist smashed to Yan Murong's chest.
Yan Murong didn't dare to care, his body was slightly on the side, and after the punch of Kunlun, he broke out. This time, the goal was Kunlun's head.
Yan Murong is fast, and Kunlun's reaction is not slow. After eating a loss, Kunlun no longer retains her strength. Instead, she uses her all her strength to fight Yan Murong.
Zheng Wuming's name is naturally reasonable.
His use of his entire strength is also a respect for Yan Murong. As a martial arts, he naturally does not let go of the truth.
In the world of Wufu, not full efforts, it is disrespect to the other party.
"Bang Bang!"
"Well!"
The speed of the two is not slow, or in other words, let the audience next to them don't see it ----- try to open their eyes hard, just see that the two shadows are alternating with each other.
A sound of collision.
"Bang!"
With a stuffy, the fists of the two were right, and Yan Murong retreated three steps. Similarly, Kunlun also stepped back three steps. This fist, the two were divided into autumn.
Both were a little shocked.
Yan Murong was shocked that the bodyguard around Zheng Wuming was so high. He almost used 80 % of his strength, but he tied his hands with him. And Kunlun was shocked, he really looked at Yan Murong
This guy is like a little white face, but his strength is not low. If you do n’t use his strength, I am afraid that you have fallen.
After a short pause, the two moved again. For a moment, there was a banged punch in the field. The crowd was dazzling, only hearing the sound, but not seeing how the two fists.
For ordinary warriors, their fisting speeds can reach more than twenty movements per second, but now the fisting speed of the two has already violated the human body's limits, reaching nearly three per second, nearly three three times.
Ten moves.
It's not just Kunlun, but Zheng Wuming is also surprised.
It turned out that during the duckweed club, he thought that Yan Murong had only such capable. Now it seems that he is wrong.
And Chen Hanqing and his party are the boss of his eyes.
He knew that Yan Murong's medical skills were great, and he knew that Yan Murong would have some effort ----- how could people who could use the needle to be transported with needle could not work?
However, Chen Hanqing did not expect that Yan Murong could be so powerful to this extent.
Staring at the two people in the field for a long time, only a string of boxing shadows, two people who jumped up and down like rabbits, their eyes were almost watching.
PS: Flowers, flowers, flowers, see flowers, must not be burst into chrysanthemums behind!