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Eight hundred and sixty second chapter tempering realm

"hiss……"

Seeing this scene, Liang Zhenyun's expression suddenly changed from surprise to fear. 3. Fastest

Liang Zhenyun was able to draw a line on the ground with his toes, and his skill was only a handful of in Wang Yu's eyes.

Liang Zhenyun also knew his strength, so he dared to hold on and was proud, but he knew how difficult it was to wipe off the thread on the ground with the soles of his feet.

From a scientific principle, the area of ​​the toes is small and the pressure is greater. Under the area of ​​the sole of the foot, the pressure must be small. If you want to wipe off the line drawn by Liang Zhenyun, you must have at least several times the force.

But while Wang Yu resisted Liang Zhenyun's attack, he easily wiped away the traces on the ground.

You know, Liang Zhenyun has to concentrate on drawing this line. Wang Yu used it to wipe the line with one mind and two things. The difference between the tricks here is probably only Liang Zhenyun and Wang Yu are present.

Liang Zhenyun knew very well that he had really encountered a tough guy this time.

However, Liang Zhenyun is also a master of his generation. Now he is a big old man, so he naturally knows what it means to close the door.

The reason why Liang Zhenyun did not avoid outsiders was to make Wang Yu look ugly, but he never expected that the young man in front of him was so powerful that he had exceeded his imagination.

Now the arrow has been released and I can't take it back even if I want to.

The two sides had already fought, and Wang Yu gave in three moves. At this time, Liang Zhenyun lost not only his old face, but also his reputation as his tale leg.

Now, I can only bite the bullet and go to bed.

Wang Yu was also shocked at this time. To be honest, although Liang Zhenyun's strength is not as good as the heads of the four major families and Lao Tong, he is not far from it. With Wang Yu's usual skills, even if he can win, he will have dozens of moves.

However, Liang Zhenyun kicked three times in a row, and one step was stronger than the other. Wang Yu easily blocked it. At the same time, he also used Liang Zhenyun's strength to smooth out the two-meter long line on the ground within three steps. Wang Yu would never be able to put this before.

It seems that fighting with a master like Liang Zhenyun has begun to make Wang Yu's nerves and muscles remember the realm he just broke through.

This effect surprised Wang Yu very much.

No matter how hard you practice, you will be a dead thing. How can you compare to the master's tricks? This is the same as playing games and playing a man and ranking. If you play thousands of man and machine, you can't compare to the strength of improving the ranking for dozens of games.

At this time, Liang Zhenyun gave Wang Yu a trick, which just helped Wang Yu.

But Wang Yu was right in front of Liang Zhenyun and saw Liang Zhenyun dazed. He knew that Liang Zhenyun was shocked and afraid when he saw his strength. The warrior competed with skills, and once he was afraid, he lost half of his heart. Now Wang Yu is pointing at Liang Zhenyun to temper himself. Wouldn't Liang Zhenyun cheat people when he let go of water at the critical moment?

Thinking of this, Wang Yu smiled and said, "Old Liang, was it because of the three moves just now to give in to me? Show your true skills!"

More than 90% of the martial arts practitioners are very proud of their faces. Liang Zhenyun is the best among them. He was still a little scared when he saw Wang Yu's kung fu. At this time, he was inspired by Wang Yu's words, and the courageous and fierce spirit of the martial arts practitioners was suddenly aroused.

No matter what kind of expert he is, if he doesn't steam buns and fight for breath, even if I'm beaten to death, I can't be laughed at by a single boy.

"Hmph! Don't be arrogant, I'll show you this!"

Liang Zhenyun became fierce and moved forward with his body in his arms. He kicked Wang Yu down the plate. Wang Yu waved his hand down, patted Liang Zhenyun's feet, and inserted his other hand into Liang Zhenyun's eyes.

Liang Zhenyun raised his hand to block Wang Yu's fingers. At the same time, Wang Yu turned around and looked forward with his other foot, aimed at Wang Yu's calf and kicked him.

Seeing Liang Zhenyun kicking over, Wang Yu did not dodge, but took a sudden step forward, arched his knee and pointed it at Liang Zhenyun's crotch.

Liang Zhenyun was frightened in cold sweat at that time and quickly withdrew his legs.

Meow, Wang Yu is too poisonous. He relies on his height and long legs to bully people. As long as Liang Zhenyun goes half a step forward, he will have to end up being a mess.

Although the onlookers didn't know what Wang Yu was thinking, everyone was not stupid. They also saw something from Wang Yu's posture and Liang Zhenyun's reaction, and they all sighed at Wang Yu's wit.

Kung Fu is just to effectively knock down the enemy's fighting skills. If there were no hit restrictions on the ring match, the Kung Fu such as Jiu Jitsu wrestling in the fighting ring would not shine.

Liang Zhenyun is a great master of Tan Le. He is surging, varied and freely advancing and retreating, and is very free and neat.

Wang Yu is a martial arts genius. He can learn any martial arts and become more skillful in one's time. He can gather the strengths of a hundred schools of thought at a young age and deserves his reputation as a genius. He can only see that he is either open and close, tight and short, boxing is hard or soft, and every move between offense and defense is just right.

The two of them advance and retreat as if they were speeding up, and their attack and defense were like butterflies walking through flowers. Although they were not as beautiful as the exaggerated special effects on TV, they had a sense of realism and barbarity from the punches.

Even though the layman could only watch the fun, the battle between the two really made everyone around him stare at him.

Under the attack of Liang Zhenyun's violent storm, Wang Yuxin's realm slowly integrated into himself and realized his opponent's moves.

The two fought for thirty rounds, and Liang Zhenyun was slightly inferior in physical strength and began to breathe heavily. By then, Wang Yu's realm practice had also been completed.

Taking advantage of Liang Zhenyun's head-on, Wang Yu grabbed Liang Zhenyun's clothes with both hands and threw him out gently. Wang Yu's front chest was deliberately kicked by Liang Zhenyun, and took a few steps back. At the same time, he bowed to Liang Zhenyun and said, "Teacher Liang's legs are indeed powerful. They have a physical advantage. What should we do if we stop."

Wang Yu has also found a job, so he naturally knows the pain of being eliminated. Not to mention Liang Zhenyun helping him to temper his realm, even if there is no such thing, Liang Zhenyun is a real master. If someone makes a living, you can come and ruin someone's job. This is very inauthentic.

It's better to be a draw at this time.

Liang Zhenyun, who was thrown out, was confused when he heard Wang Yu's words. He thought Wang Yu would humiliate him, but he didn't expect that Wang Yu would actually demand a draw.

Of course, Wang Yu had good intentions, but in Liang Zhenyun's awkward eyes, it became a gift.

"Hmph, do you look down on me? What a draw? If I lose, I will lose. I will give this coaching position to you!" Liang Zhenyun snorted coldly, glanced at Wang Yu, and walked out with great strides.

At this time, Li Jian hurriedly stopped him and said, "Teacher Liang, Teacher Liang, don't leave. You are thinking too much. Brother Wang is not here to apply for a coach."

No matter how bad Li Jian is, he also saw that the old man he invited was a real talent, so he would not let him go easily. He stopped Liang Zhenyun and winked at Wang Yu.
Chapter completed!
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