Chapter 277： difficult (1/2)
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Hu Yu left with a triumphant smile and went to the field to continue boxing.
Zheng Xia looked helplessly at Yang Baoshu's **** head and shook his head: ”This is the true meaning of Linghouquan?”
Zheng Xia helped him cover his forehead, and his forehead cracked.
Yang Baoshu covered his nose to keep the blood from flowing, and said in a sigh of breath: ”I didn't get home, but the way is right. Didn't you see that I stopped him?
”I don't see much use.” Zheng Xia said, ”I can't hit him at all.”
”I continue to practice, I can beat him, revenge Xue hate!” Yang Baoshu hated.
Zheng Xia said: ”Where did you get the Ling monkey fist?”
”Teached by an expert,” Yang Bao wrote.
Zheng Xia laughed.
Yang Bao wrote: ”Why, don't you believe it?”
”Xinxin, I believe.” Zheng Xia nodded quickly: ”Go there and sit for a while, wash and apply ointment, or your mother will hit you again when you go home!”
Yang Baoshu suffered a lot of punches, but it wouldn't be noticeable, and he would become swollen after a while.
”Well ...” Yang Baoshu sighed helplessly.
He went home in the evening, but his bruises did not go away.
Seeing his even more miserable appearance, Zhou's scolded: ”Okay? This is the spirit monkey you said? The spirit is fart, but I was so stupid as a bear, and it ’s a monkey, I think it is Dead monkey! ”
”Mother, I haven't practiced well, practice for a few more days. I can definitely get revenge!” Yang Baoshu said busyly.
”Practice a fart!”
”I played better today than before, so I angered the surnamed Hu, and he was so fierce.” Yang Baoshu said busyly: ”Absolute progress. Will definitely surpass him!”
”Really?” Zhou was dubious.
”Mother, I'm going to practice at home for a few days!” Yang Baoshu said, ”Retreat hard!”
”... Okay. If you practice for a few more days and you can't fight with the surname Hu, you won't be able to practice like this again!” Zhoushi hummed.
”Good!” Yang Baoshu agreed in a hurry.
He did not leave the house in the next few days, and was always practicing boxing. After training, he meditated and adjusted his breath to restore his strength.
Sometimes I secretly take a ladder to look at the next door, see Chu Li sitting cross-legged on the stone table, motionless. I think he is more mysterious, he must be an expert, and he is practicing internal skills.
Unfortunately, his internal mentality is only the basic mentality of Feihong's help to the lowest disciples. Fighting has no effect, and it is good to restore physical strength.
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In the early morning five days later, Feihong helped train the martial arts field, Yang Baoshu and Hu Yu stood face to face, Zheng Xia stood aside.
Yang Baoshu was tall and sturdy, Hu Yu was short, thin, and black, and they were half a head behind.
”Practice in retreat?” Hu Yu said with a grin: ”Okay. If you have the ambition, look at how much you have grown up!”
”His surname Hu, see if I don't strangle you!” Yang Baoshu hummed.
He is confident. I feel that Ling Monkey Boxing is getting better and better, with deeper flavor and stronger power.
”Look at you!” Hu Yu laughed and rushed up.
Yang Baoshu's nimble **** avoided the black, small and heavy fists.
”Oh, come again!” Hu Yu strangely chased behind him.
Yang Baoshu walked westward, moving like a monkey, avoiding Hu Yu's fist, and more than twenty strokes in the blink of an eye.
Hu Yu chased after him. One side screamed, ”Come, treasure book. Why not come to choke me? What are you running!”
Yang Baoshu still kept dodging and roaming.
He couldn't even run before. Now that there has been great progress, Ling Monkey Boxing has become more effective and more flexible.
”Bao Shu, you are not called Ling Monkey Boxing, but you are a funeral dog fist! You are running away!” Hu Yu chased and groaned, ”You funeral dog fist is really powerful and can be used to escape ! ”
”Hit!” Yang Baoshu yelled and shouted.