The Three Kingdoms: The filial son of the Cao family, please ask the father to ascend the throne

Chapter 149 Fist is Power!The fist of King Lin Tianxia!
Seeing Sun Quan's complexion constantly changing, Cao Ziyou continued to coax:
"I know you miss your father, I can cast a spell to lock your thoughts in your hair.

When your father's body arrives, even his hair will be burnt, so your father will be very happy! "

Sun Quan nodded heavily.

"Okay! For my father! This hair, I cut it!"

After burning a stick of incense, Sun Quan came in with a bright bald head.

"Master! Look at this end, is it suitable?"

Cao Ziyou patted casually.

"Not bad, cooked!"

Touching Sun Quan's head, Cao Ziyou was very satisfied.

Is this the one who will share the world with Lao Cao in the future?
If Lao Cao and Liu Bei are shaved bald again.

Put on the music and dance while playing.

Will it be an achievement?

Don't think this achievement is difficult to achieve.

Now Liu Bei still wanders around with his two brothers.

Without the support of the Mi family, how can there be capital to recruit troops?

With Cao Ziyou's power, it's really not difficult to catch Liu Bei!

As for Cao Cao, it's even simpler.

Wouldn't it be at his mercy to pour a bowl of Mongolian sweat medicine?

Sun Quan shook his bald head and asked naively:

"Master, how do you think I am suitable for pretending?"

Since Sun Quan called Master, Cao Ziyou must teach him a lesson.

Isn't pretending to be as simple as drinking plain water?
"Zhongmou, what weapon are you good at?"

Sun Quan showed off:
"Master, Quan likes to dance with knives and guns! Eighteen kinds of martial arts, he is proficient in all of them!"

"Forget it all!"

"what?!"

Sun Quan said aggrievedly:
"Master, I have practiced so hard for so many years, why do I have to forget about it?"

Cao Ziyou snorted coldly.

"You take one word from the list, why don't you use fists?"

"Because I can't break the defense! On the battlefield, when others hold knives, I use fists? Isn't that courting death?"

Cao Ziyou pointed and clenched his fists, punching the wall.

With a punch, dense gaps appeared on the wall.

next second.

Collapsed!

"hiss!"

Sun Quan punched the wall on the other side, and as a result, he was in pain while holding his fist.

Cao Ziyou laughed and said:

"What is kung fu? Can you resist this 20-year-old punch?"

"Master, judging by your appearance, you are only about ten years old."

Cao Ziyou slapped Sun Quan's bald head.

"Fart! As a teacher, you have good looks, and you are already three thousand to five hundred years old this year."

"True or false, why do you look so young?"

"This is called rejuvenation!"

No matter how Cao Ziyou explained it, Sun Quan had to accept the fact that he smashed the wall with one punch.

If Sun Quan had Cao Ziyou's skills, he could indeed kill all sides on the battlefield with just a pair of fists!

"Master, what kind of boxing technique is this? Can you teach it to me?"

"Hmph, this fist is called King's Landing World Fist!"

"What a domineering name!"

Sun Quan's eyes lit up.

King's Landing World Fist!
This is the boxing technique that Sun Quan should have!

"Master, can you say more?"

"The fist is not like other weapons, it cannot be lost, and it cannot be lost!
Therefore, those who use fists as weapons need to have the determination to win and the courage to die!

Only a fist supported by such a mentality will be invincible and invincible!

There were no fancy moves, just a simple punch, and the opponent flew out with a crackling sound.

There was no change, no fall behind, no matter how powerful a master was, he flew out in front of this big and hard punch.

When they fly out like fallen leaves, they are also lifeless like fallen leaves.

The profound meaning of Junlin Tianxiaquan lies in,

Boxing is power!

A fist is a power!

A powerful punch is power!

A man cannot be powerless for a day!
I only trust my punches!
This is King's Landing World Fist! "

Every time Cao Ziyou said something, Sun Quan's eyes lit up.

When Cao Ziyou finished speaking, Sun Quan had completely bowed to this boxing technique.

Originally, he was in the second stage of middle school at his age, and Cao Ziyou was a good teacher.

What Mrs. Wu didn't know was.

In just one afternoon, my good son, Sun Quan, was already addicted to Zhuangbi Avenue!

And gave himself a nickname.

Jiangdong Boxing God, Sun Quan and Sun Zhongmou!

Cao Ziyou was very satisfied and decided to include him as one of Yuan Shu's one hundred and eight generals.

The god of grabbing Zhao Zilong, the god of boxing Sun Zhongmou.

What is the next step?
After helping Sun Quan to create a character set, Sun Quan began to pester Cao Ziyou for training methods.

"Master, master, how can I practice King's Landing Tianxia Fist well?"

"Master, master, leave me a boxing score?"

"Master, Master..."

Annoyed by Sun Quan, Cao Ziyou said casually:
"No, I have to arrange your marriage!"

"Hmph! I don't have a woman in my heart, so it's natural to punch! It's just a woman, how can it compare to my Jun Lin Tian Xia punch?"

"Tsk tsk tsk, what if I let you trade your wife for punching?"

Sun Quan chuckled.

"Master, I'm just kidding! In fact, it's better to be a woman, with a soft voice and a soft body that's easy to overwhelm!"

"Are you sure you mean all women? Not Lori?!"

But that's fine too.

The more Sun Quan cared, the happier Cao Ziyou was on his wedding night, the more excited and swollen he was!
"Teacher, the layout is too small. The King's Landing Tianxiaquan is not an ordinary boxing style, and there is no boxing manual!

You, you have to feel it with your heart!
Well, you do 100 push-ups, 100 sit-ups, 100 squats, and a 10-kilometer run every day! "

Sun Quan: Hiss!Such a profound training method!
　One day, nearly [-] words, interesting enough, brothers?
　　Next month's preparation for the title of economist, the update will not be as strong as this month, please forgive me!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)