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"Dare to say or not dare to admit it?"

As soon as the words fell, I saw this old man swooping, leaning over his shoulders and half-hanging the horse, stepping on the piers like flat ground, flexible footwork, a few stampedes, it was actually a leap towards Li Changsheng, it was a head-on kick.

Although Mo Ming is old, this kung fu is not worth it, and this foot obviously has the style of a northern leg.

This is also normal, the original founder of Mojiaquan studied in Shaolin, and it is normal to have the shadow of North Leg North Boxing.

And the north leg is exquisite, the hand is two doors, all rely on the leg to hit people, the north leg has four hands, people and ghosts are worried when they see it.

And Mo Ming didn't really want to kick this young man into the hospital, he was very confident in his leg skills, and he was scared.

However, in the next moment, I saw the young man in front of him take a stride, his hands flicked, and the suitcase was pushed to the sides.

First a slow small move, then Mo Ming only felt that his eyes flickered, this young man swooped forward for several meters, rushed out flatly, pressed his elbow down, turned his wrist inward, like a screwed spiral barrel, and the next moment his fist was like a cannonball.

However, when it touches the soles of the feet, it quickly turns into a fist.

Boom!

With a muffled sound, Mo Ming's figure leaned back for a flip, and he stood firmly on the pier again with a snap.

When he looked at Li Changsheng again, his face already showed a look of surprise and surprise.

"Still a trainer!" Mo Ming, this old man was a little excited, leaned over and hung a standard Mo family fist style, and immediately smiled and said:

"Young man, you practice the five elements of form and meaning, since you are a practitioner, then use your fists and feet to speak!"

Seeing this old man's appearance, Li Changsheng was also a little moved, but he didn't expect to meet a Mo family boxing master just after entering the village.

"It is worthy of the Mo family fist that wins three punches with one kick."

Li Changsheng's heart is also very excited, through the fight just now, he can be sure that this old man's leg skills are very unusual, and the boxing technique is not clear, but these legs are definitely a little old, enough taste.

"Then ask the seniors to teach you!"

Since this is the case, Li Changsheng is not ambiguous, and the two made a fist salute.

After waiting for a while, seeing that the old man still maintained the posture of standing on the pier with his feet on the pier, Li Changsheng understood that this was the old man who let him be a junior.

"In that case, the senior is offended!"

On top of the competition, Li Changsheng was unambiguous, his chest and abdomen began to rise and fall very regularly, breathing in a reverse abdominal style, and his consciousness began to slowly concentrate.

In the next instant, Li Changsheng's hind foot stomped sharply, and a strong force quickly spread along the soles of his feet throughout his body, and in an instant, it was like a muscles and bones roaring in unison, and a succession of low-sound bone muffled sounds burst out one after another, like throwing firecrackers, surging all the way upward.

Ming Jin level, with half-step collapse fist, with stepping on the ground as the power point, the force is used to the whole body.

The pores closed quickly, and in the next moment, as soon as he stepped on the footsteps, he took Zhongping, and in the blink of an eye, he grabbed Mo Ming less than a meter away.

The two hands waved quickly, and Mo Ming only felt that the wind was loud in his ears, as if there was a continuous explosion.

Until this time, Mo Ming was a little moved when he saw the look of hunter Xinxi.

Mingjin?

One foot stepped out, and in the next moment, Li Changsheng's right fist quickly bombarded out, and the sound was like a thunderbolt landing on the ground.

Mo Ming felt that this punch was like a cannon hammer, and the feeling of explosion and whistling fist made people feel extremely stressed psychologically.

"What a ruthless boy!"

This ruthlessness is not ruthless, but the ruthlessness of people who have practiced martial arts, since they have been beaten, the kung fu in their hands cannot be underestimated.

And at this moment, Li Changsheng successfully won Mo Ming's respect.

Almost instantly, the idea of only avoiding the edge popped up in Mo Ming's mind, on the one hand, he let Li Changsheng strike first because he carelessly, but he didn't expect Li Changsheng to make such an imposing move and lost the opportunity.

On the other hand, what people who practice martial arts want is a ruthless, fierce, so-called three-point evil qi, and the elderly Mo Ming is not bad at the moment with only one point.

I saw Mo Ming's legs flipping, like a golden rooster dancing, with flexible steps, like a dragon kicking a side on the pier, with a light jump, very skillfully defused this punch.

However, without waiting for him to breathe a sigh of relief, he saw that the young man in front of him did not retreat, his left foot quickly followed, a sinking waist across the horse's spine tightened, like a half top, and when he relaxed, it was like a strong bow that quickly popped out, and his left fist burst out.

This punch uses the strength of the collapse fist, and the strength follows the trend, like a flood that bursts the embankment.

Boom!

There was another bang in the air.

Old man Mo Ming's heart jumped, what a brat who could not be spared.

It is really the essence of the fist like a steel whip, the body is like a war horse, the waist is like a dragon, and the essence of the wind and clouds is vividly brought into play!

Li Changsheng also followed the trend, since the other party wanted to be humble, let him naturally show it vividly.

This is also the fastest and most frequent attack when he stepped into Mingjin, belonging to one horse and three arrows in the Shun Bu Fist.

This move is wave after wave, once the front is not blocked, let the opponent retreat, the waist rotation is not only constantly charging for the next punch but also a defense.

It's like a storm, and the people who beat them are breathless.

Mo Ming's eyes were so vicious, he naturally saw that he could no longer continue to dodge, and he was also beaten out of a bit of real fire.

Mo Ming quickly stabilized his mind, stepped in the opposite step, and actually stepped on Li Changsheng's right wing in a strange posture, his legs were like knives, and he flew sideways and kicked obliquely, his legs kicked out one after another in the air, and the strong wind whistled slightly.

It was as if a large knife had slashed in, and the vibrating gold and iron whined.

Boom! Bang bang!

Fists and feet intersected, making a dull sound.

Li Changsheng's hind foot stomped again, the ground trembled slightly, and he turned around and swung out his fist in another step, but on the way, he turned into a cannon, and the right collapsed fist blasted out.

Boom!

Not to be outdone, the two struck each other again.

"Stop it all!"

At this moment, a low drink sounded from not far away.

Hearing this, Li Changsheng and Old Man Mo Ming took credit one after another.

The leg technique of Mojiaquan is held like a tiger pose, the footwork is high and low, the body is energetic, and the length and strength are all in unison, which belongs to the kind of more comprehensive footwork that has fast and slow, high and low.

There is more than enough flexibility, but the strength is insufficient, coupled with Li Changsheng's young and vigorous vigor, he is also practicing the inner dan technique, the inner family kung fu, this skill and this strength are really a little downwind.

Until now, Mo Ming was already a little out of breath, and if he continued, he would probably have to lose.

But he still took a strong breath, behaved as light as possible, and glanced at Li Changsheng silently, and he was suddenly a little stunned.

I saw that Li Changsheng's face was rosy and his breath was calm, as if he had just taken a walk, there were wisps of steam rising on the surface of his body, if it weren't for some fine sweat on his body, he wouldn't believe that he had just fought a fight.

Who the hell is this?

Mo Ming's eyelids twitched slightly, he had never seen such a peculiar scene in many years of martial arts, what had he practiced in the inner family?