My Wife Is the Martial Alliance Head: 1308 love to watch the lively Li Fan

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1308 Love watching the lively Li Fan

Li Fan recalled his previous question again, and his heart suddenly opened up.

It ’s like martial arts. Wushu itself is not wrong, just like a weapon, the key depends on who uses him. If this person is evil, then naturally the stronger the training, the stronger the stronger the evil! And if this person is good, the stronger the training, the stronger the better. And this good and evil is nothing but a man's thought.

Martial Ideologies still has to pass on.

At this time, two people on the stage played quite lively. The two men seem to be of equal strength. You can come and go, regardless of the outcome, but Li Fan has already seen the doorway and smiled at the corner of his mouth.

"Look at the two of them, it's a real fight!"

The excitement of Song Ying was unusual, and he pointed to the two people on the ring and said, "I do n’t think there will be one in a while, they ca n’t finish playing!"

"Not necessarily."

Li Fan smiled, "Do you want to bet?"

"What bet?"

"I bet them, within three strokes, I will see the difference."

"Impossible, obviously ..."

The Song Ying voice just fell down, and then fatty suddenly sold a flaw, which attracted a tall greedy work. It was a heavy punch close to his body, but he lost his center of gravity. Instead, he was kicked by fatty in the next plate and was directly knocked down.

"Oops ..."

Song Ying was taken aback. She was still confident in a moment ago, and this would hit her face.

"Why is this ..."

Song Ying did not want to understand.

"You, although there is a set of skills to look at people eyes. But if you are so far away, you ca n’t see clearly."

"That ’s for sure ... so far, who can see it."

"Well, but I saw it."

Li Fan pointed to the fatty in the distance, "That fatty has always been at ease, but only showed weakness, and deliberately pretended to be evenly matched, letting the other party relax its vigilance. When the other party took it lightly, it sold a flaw and attracted the other I was fooled, and this was knocked down by three strokes. "

"It turns out so ..."

Song Ying understands it and looks at Li Fan's eyes with some admiration. "You can see it so far, it's really amazing."

"Fortunately, eyes is better."

Li Fan said modestly.

At this time, the next competition has already begun. This seaside city's league is indeed lively, gongs and drums, and constant competitions. After playing for ten games, when the Li Fan looked a bit tedious, it was finally arrived Song Ying.

"Song Ying, keep it up."

Li Fan cheered Song Ying, and then watched her walk into the ring.

Song Ying was a little nervous at first, but when she stood on the ring, she seemed to have changed her mind, and immediately she was full of energy and exuded a proud plum-like spirit. The woman was slim and elegant, and attracted many men's attention for a time, even forgetting a martial arts opponent standing opposite her.

Her opponent is a brawny man with a big hand. With one point in both hands, she breaks the snake fist. 【Zero ↑ ​​Nine △ Small ↓ Say △ Net】

"Oh, snake-shaped tricks."

Li Fan was a little interested immediately. Sure enough, the world is so big, expert came out in large numbers.

However, Song Ying has learned its own White Crane Pointed, and it should be one of them.

Song Ying looked at the strong man on the opposite side, and had long forgotten the tension, but instead had the urge to compete.

She swings her fists and kicks, and exhibits the Great Ancestor Fist starting hand.

"little girl, although our coastal city is quite good at martial arts, but those who practice martial arts are all men."

The strong man looked at the little girl in front of him and laughed, "Uncle, I started to practice martial arts at the age of three. Bully you little girl! "

"Hum, you are a snake-shaped trick, please ask the little girl for advice!"

Song Ying is not afraid, but has raised the fighting intention.

"So silly!"

The man scolded, "Then do n’t blame me for being welcome!"

Speaking, the man's palm suddenly flicked and went straight to Song Ying. While Song Ying was short, he jotted down his legs and tried to sweep the man down. But the man's legs were steady, and he stepped on it, as if the old tree took root, so that Song Ying did not kick.

"Little girl, your art has to go back and practice for another two years!"

The man Haha laughed and continued to attack with a snake shape towards Song Ying.

And Song Ying attacked with her Great Ancestor Long Fist, although the moves are exquisite, but after all, there is a difference in size and strength, Song Ying still retreats.

"Little girl, your Great Ancestor Long Fist is good, but it is suitable for men to practice. If you are a girl, you ca n’t do it!"

"Who said it! Watch it!"

Speaking, Song Ying stands crescent moon eyebrow, hands up from the bottom, and shoots towards the chin of the big man!

However, the big man kicked his leg backwards and raised his foot, kicked on Song Ying, and immediately kicked Song Ying upside down.

Song Ying rolled around on the ground, stood up again, and stabilized itself.

"Look at arrived, little girl, let's jump down and admit defeat!"

The man Haha laughs.

"Do n’t look down on people!"

Song Ying also got angry, she suddenly sold a flaw, and made the man who was eager to make a quick step forward, and the snake hand hit the Song Ying again.

But at this moment, Song Ying suddenly broke out, and there were more than ten tricks in a row. Using White Crane Pointed, he repeatedly hit the man's acupuncture point.

More than ten times in a row, each time the strength is not light. After the Song Ying set was over, the big man was already sore and so soft that he was on the ground, unable to pick up any strength.

"Ha!"

Song Ying kicked with both feet, a rabbit kicked the eagle, kicked directly on the face of the big man, and kicked the big man to the ground.

"Pretty!"

The audience applauded thunderously, and many people applauded.

Although Song Ying is a daughter, her punch is really beautiful.

"Good fist technique!"

The big man got up and shook his head, but he gave a hand to Song Ying.

"Little girl of Song Family, a moment ago is my act like a snob. You fist technique, you are pretty! I have served!"

The great man is also brilliant, Li Fan admires in his heart, but a man.

"This victory is our Song Dojo Miss Song Ying! Miss Song, you can take a break and prepare for the next game."

"Okay!"

Song Ying is very happy. When she stepped down, she was already confident.

"Li Fan, do you see arrived, is my a moment ago powerful?"

"yes, yes, yes, it ’s so tight!"

Li Fan Haha smiled and praised.

"That is of course!"

Song Ying is complacent, "You, you should have the courage like me, dare to participate in such a competition, in order to exercise yourself, you know?"

"yes, yes, yes, you know!"

Li Fan can't laugh or cry, a moment ago is still nervous, this will go to heaven again.

"Eh ... this person is so strange ..."

Looking at the next player, Song Ying suddenly frowned.

"Why have I never seen him?"