Wonderful hand perspective little genius doctor

Chapter 200

"Martial nephew, I'm pretty good at it, right?" Fang Jun looked at Wu Zhixiong and said.

"Qualified, qualified, simply too qualified!" Wu Zhixiong said with a wry smile.

If Fang Jun's movements are not qualified, then Wu Zhixiong's practice for so many years is in vain...

"Little uncle, you are really a genius!" Wu Zhixiong immediately praised.

"You have said this sentence several times, I know I am a genius!" Fang Jun said very complacently.

"Since little uncle, you have memorized all the moves and routines of this set of Taizu Changquan, then the next step is the actual combat exercise, why don't we try it?" Wu Zhixiong looked at Fang Jun and said.

He didn't believe it, no matter how genius or evil Fang Jun was, he could memorize it all after watching the Taizu Changquan once, but how could he apply it so easily?
Although he didn't practice much Taizu Changquan, he had practiced it for more than a year as a basic boxing technique, which should be more than enough to deal with Fang Jun.

Moreover, with the progress rate of this little uncle, I am afraid that he will no longer be an opponent in a short time. To be able to beat him up when he was weak, and then take it out later, it must be the capital to show off!
"Practice practice?" Fang Jun was taken aback when he heard this. Isn't that just a fight?

"That's right, it's just the two of us, you have already learned the basic routines and moves, and the next step is of course actual combat!" Wu Zhixiong said as a matter of course.

"Okay, then come on!" Fang Jun nodded.

He always felt that Wu Zhixiong seemed to have some selfishness in it, but he didn't know what he was thinking. Anyway, he shouldn't have any malice towards him.

"Then little uncle, you are ready, I'm going to start... the first move: please hand"

Speaking of Wu Zhixiong made a gesture of asking for his hand, Fang Jun also made the same gesture.

"Fourth Form: Exploring the Horse!"

Following Wu Zhixiong's yell, his hands began to attack Fang Jun.

Fang Jun, on the other hand, retreated and dodged.

"Sixth Form: Seven Star Fist!"

"..."

Wu Zhixiong attacked, Fang Jun dodged, and carefully observed Wu Zhixiong's offensive movements, and transformed it into his own understanding of Taizu Changquan.

Soon, after dozens of moves, Wu Zhixiong jumped out of the battle group, and said to Fang Jun: "Little uncle, why don't you fight back, it's so boring to compete like this..."

"Fight back? Well, let's do it again!" Fang Jun nodded upon hearing this.

Just now, Wu Zhixiong almost used all of Taizu Changquan's 32 moves. Under the effect of hatred value, Fang Jun not only absorbed all of Wu Zhixiong's sending moves, but even improved some of them.

"Come, come, let's do it again!" Wu Zhixiong said excitedly.

In fact, he had saved a few moves just now, and he only used ordinary strength and speed when attacking, and he didn't use his internal strength.

"Explore the horse!"

"Golden Rooster Independence!"

"Seven Star Fist!"

"Dragon Ride"

"Elbow Pad!"

"catch!"

"Zhong Siping!"

"..."

The two started back and forth, and after about a dozen moves, Wu Zhixiong's face turned black...

This is completely different from what I guessed...

Originally, I thought that this little uncle had just learned routines and moves, but I didn't expect him to improve so fast. After just a few moves with me, this move became so proficient, even more sophisticated than myself...

It only took a dozen or so moves, and he felt a little bit unable to hold on.

Depressed... Could it be that I have learned all of my martial arts practice in the past ten years?

Wu Zhixiong, who couldn't bear it, finally lost his temper...

He no longer only uses his own strength and speed, but also uses the internal force that he has cultivated hard for seven or eight years...

Internal force is like a cheating tool, which can greatly improve a person's strength, speed, flexibility, etc.

Fang Jun and Wu Zhixiong used to come and go, and the fight was very lively, but when Wu Zhixiong used his internal power, his speed and strength increased greatly, and Fang Jun was a little bit struggling.

After a few more moves between the two, Fang Jun couldn't help it anymore, and used his internal strength.

Now it's even worse...

Fang Jun has eaten the fruit of physical fitness, and his original strength, speed, flexibility, etc. are much better than ordinary people, comparable to those who have undergone special training, and slightly better than Wu Zhixiong.

Now he used his internal force again, and it happened that this internal force was also slightly higher than that of Wu Zhixiong...

The most important thing is that Fang Jun's understanding of Taizu's Changquan, after strengthening the hatred value, has surpassed Wu Zhixiong. After several additions, Wu Zhixiong naturally fell into an absolute disadvantage!

Moreover, it is even more unbearable than when the internal force was not used before...

Wu Zhixiong became more and more desperate as he fought, and finally was hit by Fang Jun's 22 moves - fingering the crotch...

"Little...little uncle...you...you...you are too cruel..."

No matter how low Wu Zhixiong bowed, his whole body curled up like a boiled prawn, and cold sweat broke out...

"This... nephew, I'm really sorry... I didn't mean to..." Fang Jun said embarrassedly when he saw this.

It seems that it is too much to point out the vital points of others. What moves can't be used, but the unique move of fingering the crotch, although this move is indeed quite useful...

"Little...Little uncle, master, he is definitely lying to me, I won't play with you anymore, I want to settle accounts with him!"

With a dark face, Wu Zhixiong walked out of the No. [-] secret room with his hands on his vitals, bowed his waist, leaving Fang Jun standing alone at a loss.

"What did your master lie to you? Why didn't you play with me? I didn't mean it..."

Fang Jun feels innocent...

The finger just now was just his instinctive reaction. At that point in time, this move was the most appropriate. It could subdue people at once. The proficiency of Taizu Changquan with enhanced hatred value had already turned these moves into his own. Conditioned reflex, no need to think about it at all...

After going out, Wu Zhixiong covered his crotch with one hand, and began to wipe tears with the other...

A man doesn't flick his tears lightly, but he didn't hurt deeply!
Wu Zhixiong is already a representative of a tough guy in the eyes of many people, but he couldn't help crying when Fang Jun pointed him in the crotch.

Leaving the No. [-] practice room, Wu Zhixiong didn't go directly to his master to "settle the score". In fact, that sentence was just bragging in front of Fang Jun, and he probably didn't have the guts to question Heita.

(End of this chapter)