Kung Fu Soldier King

"Shit, it's really choking!" in the red flag car, Xiao Yan sat in the back seat and pressed out a cigar.

I don't know whether it's smoke or psychological discomfort. In short, tears can't stop.

Ji Wuyue shrugged her shoulders, owed her body and changed a piece of music.

"It's not a sin for men to cry. Try the tears they've been away for a long time. Even if it rains, it's a beauty. It's better to seize this opportunity and cry once..."

Xiao Yan sniffed, stopped his tears and scolded, "nonsense, go to the flying crane boxing hall."

Bian Yong hit the steering wheel and headed for Feihe boxing hall.

Xiao Yan took out his cell phone and called Fang Tianming. Then he leaned against the back seat and slowly immersed himself in the song.

More than 20 minutes later, the car appeared at the gate of Feihe boxing hall, and the disciples poured out one after another.

They know the news that Xiao Yan won the contest with Fang Qingshan. Many people have seen Xiao Yan compete with Mo Yongshen.

They instinctively thought that Xiao Yan came to challenge Fang Qingyun.

So when they came out, they formed an array immediately. The leading senior brothers sent them to invite martial uncle Zu.

Xiao Yan didn't come out of the car. After waiting for a moment, a police car came. After it was stable, Fang Tianming came down from it.

"Where's the boss?" he asked bravely, leaning against the door.

Bian Yong pointed to the car and said, "I'm adjusting my mood. You wait and come down in a minute."

When Fang Qingyun and Fang Qingshan came out of the old boxing hall, Xiao Yan jumped out of the car.

"What are you doing? Scattered!" Fang Qingyun waved. The disciples scattered, but they didn't go far away, but glared at Xiao Yan.

After seeing the ceremony with Fang Qingyun and others, Xiao Yan took Fang Tianming to the inner hall.

"Is that Xiao Jiuye? People are more energetic than photos. They are so handsome."

"Don't be obsessed with flowers. I'm not sure they came to kick the hall. They all cheer up. If they change in a moment, they will rush in with me."

"I look at the ninth master very modest. He doesn't seem to be looking for trouble."

"There are too many smiling tigers in our business. One move is called hiding a knife in a smile. You are still too young. You haven't seen him fight Mo Yongshen with your own eyes. It's called a ruthless!"

“……”

The disciples talked and talked. When Xiao Yan entered the inner hall, the disciples lay down at the door and looked inside.

As soon as Fang Qingshan put his hands down, several disciples closed the inner hall door one after another.

After the door in the southeast is closed, the inner hall looks a little dark, but it does not affect the viewing of objects.

The disciples gathered in the patio. Some even lay down by the crack of the door and looked inside for fear that their martial uncle would be attacked by Xiao Yan.

In the inner hall, Xiao Yan sat down with the Fang brothers, served tea, tasted tea before talking.

"Two elders, I brought someone here today. Have a look? Do you know each other?" Xiao Yan spread his hand and pointed to Fang Tianming.

The latter, with sword eyebrows and stars, is heroic. He has experienced a lot of wind and frost vicissitudes in recent years.

Fang Qingshan frowned, stroked his beard and said, "I look familiar, but I don't know who it is. But judging from this heroic spirit, it should be a member of the public."

"Forgive me for being old and clumsy. I don't know this man, but he has some similarities with my dead third brother. Is it......" he said, his face changed greatly and stood up trembling.

Xiao Yan laughed a few times, kicked Fang Tianming's feet and shouted, "what are you doing here? Call someone quickly!"

"Call... Call people? Boss, this is a little too sudden. When my father was alive, I didn't recognize his relatives." Fang Tianming grinned and looked embarrassed.

He was rebellious as a child and a second ancestor. In addition, he blamed his father for his mother's death, and he couldn't let go.

Xiao Yan was speechless. He scolded: "it was a terrible thing many years ago. Your father is dead. There are only so few relatives left in the world."

When Xiao Yan said this, Fang Tianming was also a little moved.

The two brothers Fang Qingyun and Fang Qingshan also found something. They stood up one after another and looked at Fang Tianming nervously.

The latter was helpless. After taking a deep breath, he shouted to the Fang brothers, "uncle, second uncle, I'm dawn. I'm back."

"Dawn, you're really dawn!" Fang Qingshan exclaimed, came forward and grabbed Fang Tianming's hand, saying with tears.

Fang Qingyun was still in town, but he was short of breath. With the help of a disciple, he came to Fang Tianming.

"I grew up in Nanyang East Timor. My mother returned to Dongjiang after her death and has always lived in Yuanshui town. Her nickname is Amin. She studied Kung Fu with her second uncle for some time..."

Fang Tianming has a deep memory of his childhood, especially several dangers. As soon as he said it, Fang Qingyun and Fang Qingshan wiped tears.

Xiao Yan turned around and went out of the inner hall. Their relatives gathered and let them cry for a while.

However, as soon as he went out, he saw a group of disciples looking at him nervously and was a little dumbfounded.

It's all right. He waved his hand and said, "who's here? Let me see how you learn."

A martial artist should be modest, but he looked at his disciples with a high attitude and immediately angered many people.

A young man in his twenties jumped out and shouted, "look at the move!"

As he shouted, he stepped forward quickly and punched Xiao Yan in the neck.

Xiao Yan shook his hand and clapped his fist open, while his center of gravity was unstable and his face was inclined forward. Xiao Yan spread his hands and pressed them separately.

Being pressed on the disciple's shoulder and side, the man screamed, was directly pushed to the ground and rolled several times.

Xiao Yan took back his palm and said, "the crane comes out of the forest spring to press his palm!"

The disciples were stunned. Xiao Yan was so clear about the three battle decisions of Feihe boxing that he practiced it to such an extent that it was amazing.

"I'll come!" another disciple rushed up, his fists came out right and left, and hit Xiao Yan's two ribs. This is the action of the flying crane's wings, which is slightly similar to the double wind through the ears and the Double Dragons out of the sea.

But Xiao Yan immediately wrapped his hands around his arms. First, he stroked them with the trend, relieved the strength of the disciple's attack, and then pressed his hands again.

The disciple felt that he was light and had been pushed out, and his falling ass hurt!

"Touch the crane's wings with both hands!" Xiao Yan said again.

"The most urgent thing is to shake the crane's wings!" he said, swinging with trembling strength, and several disciples who rushed to his side bounced away.

"Zhenyu makes a force to hang and press his palm!" his arms shook violently, and several disciples holding his arms retreated one after another. Then he waved his palm with the force of the earthquake, and the disciples were pushed out again.

"The white crane runs through the grass and presses the palm, the old monk flies obliquely in a cassock, and the green dragon trembles with water..."

Every time Xiao Yan read a three war decision, some disciples were photographed to the ground.

He didn't use his internal strength, and the disciples were not hurt. They got up and fought with him again.

The conscientious disciple has begun to write down Xiao Yan's every move, his strength and so on.

After a moment, the disciples were convinced.

His teaching method is different from that of the Fang brothers. He likes to practice teaching, which makes it easier for people to understand.

The door of the inner hall opened with a squeak. The disciples quickly stopped, and Xiao Yan patted his sleeves.

"Boss, senior Fang asks you to go in." Bian Yong shouted at Xiao Yan.

Xiao Yan nodded and went straight into the inner hall.

The disciples of the Fang family outside stood in rows and saluted Xiao Yan with fists.

Xiao Yan didn't look back and waved her hand at will!