Chapter 187 (1/2)
Hiss!
Wu Chi walked towards Ronnie in a tiger's stride. The sour teeth sound made by the iron ball rubbing the floor was creepy.
”Wu Chi, how dare you... Escape from prison? Are you not afraid of being chased by the Wushu Association again? ”
Ronnie stared at Wu Chi with a blue face. Wu Chi had abandoned several martial arts masters and masters, so he was chased and killed by the martial arts association. Until Wu Chi failed to challenge Banggu and was willing to serve his sentence in prison, the martial arts association cancelled the chase order for Wu Chi. Unexpectedly, Wu Chi escaped from prison.
”Ha ha, I won't bother you.”
Wu Chi laughed, and then looked at Ronnie cruelly. ”Master fighting Liu Jiuduan, the curator of Songtao hall comparable to the S-class hero, Ronnie, tut Tut, what a big name. Originally, I was going to challenge the famous martial arts master in n city - the head of ancient boxing flow, but I happened to find the leaflet of master Ronnie's Songtao hall when I went on the street, I was immediately very interested in the fighting flow that can make people quick for half a month. I specially came to visit and ask Master Ronnie for advice. ”
Ronnie's face twitched. Who did I offend by boasting? This is called publicity needs, do you understand? No culture, it's terrible!
”In fact, the real reason for me to come to the door is...” after Wu Chi's abusive expression, he looked at Ronnie faintly and said: ”I hate the reputation of Songtao Taoist school. There is no quick martial arts in the world, and master Ronnie dares to claim that everyone can become a martial arts master? Hehe, that's why I hate the martial arts association. There's everything in it. ”
Ronnie was very angry. ”Wu Chi, don't push an inch. I Ronnie is also fighting flow nine at least. Don't compare me with those things that don't enter the stream.”
”Hehe, isn't it? Well, I don't have much time. I have to 'go home' later. Master Ronnie, please give me your advice. ”
Wu Chi slowly pushed out his hands, held the circle and rowed the moon. His left foot slowly leaned out and gently rowed out a semicircle. His rising gesture was very slow, as if he were walking like an old antique.
Ronnie looked at Wu Chi's slow old man's boxing and wondered how this move was so similar to that of the class C hero just now? Is there anything between them? No, how can there be such a slow boxing in the world? It must be the children's boxing temporarily demonstrated by the other party in order to insult themselves. Damn it, do the kickers like to ridicule others in their moves?
The citizens also looked at Wu Chi's moves strangely, which looked familiar.
The girl in yellow and her glasses frequently peek at King's expression. Unfortunately, king is a masked superman. His whole face is almost covered by him, and he can't see his expression change at all.
”Gee, go to war, master Ronnie.”
Wu Chi pushed his hand and looked teasingly at Ronnie, who twitched at the corners of his mouth. Taijiquan... Sure enough, he had a mocking face. I like it.
Ronnie trembled with anger and his face was gloomy. ”Wu Chi, you deceive people too much.” He was shocked, his feet heavily stepped on the floor and made a dull thump. His left hand was placed in front of his chest as a hand knife, his right hand was pinched into a fist and shrunk at his waist. His eyes stared at Wu Chi fiercely.
”Oh, the master is angry?” Wu Chi screamed in an angry tone.
”Hum, crazy villain, eat me!”
After being provoked again and again, Ronnie suddenly sank his face and became angry. He kicked his right foot hard. The whole person was instantly thrown into the air. His body suddenly rotated like a fan, his left foot straightened, and turned two 360 degrees in a row, raising the impact of his left foot to a terrible step.
”Come on... Use your strength!”
Wu Chi's eyes were slightly bright, and his palm gently leaned against Ronnie's explosive left leg. He wrapped it, pulled it, pushed it. In four simple postures, his palm slammed into Ronnie's abdomen. Ronnie's impact suddenly exploded, like a hammer pounding garlic.
Bang!