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"You kid won't see me for a while, you'll make a mess of moths!"

I heard Zhang Youdao's familiar voice coming over immediately.

Li Changsheng followed the sound and saw Zhang Youdao slowly accompanying the two of them, the two were old and young, the old one looked seventy or eighty years old, his hands were calloused, he was wearing a black Tang costume, his body was thin, but his eyes were very sharp, and the soles of the old black cloth shoes he was wearing were worn thin.

And the other wearing a white loose martial arts uniform can not hide the muscle lines inside, the shape belongs to a very uniform and not fat and not thin existence, the same hands are full of calluses, temples slightly raised, face lines are tough, seems not good at words, looks about thirty years old.

"Xiaoming, why haven't you changed your stinky problem of moving your feet at every turn?"

The old man in Tang costume over there had also begun to reprimand, and Li Changsheng found that the old man who had just been reprimanded was a little unable to raise his head, and seemed to be very afraid of this old man in Tang costume.

"Boy, I haven't seen Morde's predecessor, this is the current Mo family fist heir, Mode!"

Hearing Zhang Youdao's explanation, Li Changsheng hurriedly threw his fist at the old man in Tang Pretend.

"Junior Li Changsheng has seen Senior Maud."

"Alas, it's all this age, and it's not like this set."

Maud smiled and waved his hand, but still returned the salute and hugged his fist, the older generation said so, but the body was still very honest.

They believe this, especially here in Guangzhou Province, they are very particular about the inheritance of the division and the rules of the past, not a regression, but a kind of inheritance, but now many places have forgotten, which clearly represents the inheritance of the etiquette culture of the Xia Kingdom has become a thing of the past.

"You are Xiao Li, I heard that you are going to fight with Xin Liang?"

Saying this, Maud senior glanced at the silent man beside him.

"Well, that's true."

Li Changsheng had to grit his teeth and admit that there was no way, Old Master Zhang chose it, he had to admit it.

It's just that this person looks very difficult to deal with.

From the moment the other party approached, Li Changsheng's gaze fell on the other party from time to time, and the other party was also looking at him.

Li Changsheng noticed that the other party's pants and clothes were very loose, but when the breeze blew, he could always see the bulging and slender leg muscle contour under his pants.

Whether the other party is Ming Jin or not, he doesn't know, but he definitely trained Mo Family Fist to an extremely advanced level, otherwise he would not have fought on behalf of Mo Family Fist.

Therefore, Li Changsheng has redefined Old Master Zhang in the martial arts circle of Guangzhou Province.

If he goes to the battle book, then the Mo family fist does not carry birds at all, and there is no doubt that Zhang Youdao has contributed a lot.

"Good, good! It is worthy of being the descendant that Brother Zhang values, I just saw that young age is the level of Mingjin, it's amazing, this can compare us with this group of old guys.

Old man Maud patted Li Changsheng's shoulder with a smile, and his words were not without praise.

Li Changsheng just smiled and nodded, he didn't swell, people who practice martial arts, face is very important, but temperament is also big. Often smile on the surface, and then make an appointment and fight until both sides have face.

In the past, the older generation of martial artists was not because they were too bloody, and they all ended up breaking gear.

If you can't move to life and death, who can withstand this.

This is also why the older generation of people who practice martial arts like to accept disciples, and must cultivate a successor, preferably their own people, from an early age.

In this way, when he is old, the chief disciple can go out to deal with those who kick the pavilion for himself and avenge the elders.

Therefore, Li Changsheng vaguely heard some meaning from Old Master Morde.

As if to say: "Well, you kid is very good, beat my family Xiaoming, you have a kind, you wait for me!" The

two sides chatted on this bridge, and Li Changsheng also understood that this challenge did not start directly.

But three days later, as for these two days, Li Changsheng and the others wandered around the village at will.

"Brother Zhang, you have also been here more than once or twice, I don't deliberately entertain, the room is still the old place, come to my house at night, and prepare wine and dishes."

After chatting for a while, Mo De seemed to have something, smiled and waved, and Mo Ming and Mo Xinliang left.

Looking at the three people who were fading away, Li Changsheng was still a little out of his mind, and his mind was still recalling the details of the battle just now.

"What do you think?"

Zhang Youdao poked Li Changsheng with his elbow, then immediately looked at that Mo Xinliang, and said with a smile:

"How is it, what did you see just now?"

"See what? You mean that Mosinliang? I feel like he's awesome. Li Changsheng said with a solemn expression.

"Gone?" Zhang Youdao was stunned.

"It's gone."

Li Changsheng nodded honestly, this has not been handed over, how can he know.

Seeing this, Zhang Youdao directly gave Li Changsheng a look at the back of his head, and Li Changsheng grinned in pain.

"You boy, since you want to actually fight, you have to watch and listen to the four ways, this person has a habit, don't you see?"

was scolded by the old man like this.

Li Changsheng couldn't help nodding after careful recall, and muttered slightly, "Well, there is indeed such a habit, he always likes to tiptoe from time to time, as if the ground is very hot." "

Hot feet? You really think he burns his feet, he thinks you are stupid. You can't even see that the other party is practicing the pace at all times.

Zhang Youdao said a fresh and vulgar word, and Li Changsheng, who scolded, was a little depressed.

But recall carefully, not to mention, the other party tiptoes very frequently, it is indeed very similar to practicing some kind of footwork at all times.

"I can tell you that Mo Family Fist is not easy to deal with, in fact, none of the five famous fists are easy to deal with, and the feature of Mo Family Fist is that the fist technique assists the leg technique, and the core of the leg method is the need for footwork.

You look at his footwork, this is the Mo family's footwork deep into the marrow, and people are just constantly strengthening this impression.

Zhang Youdao was very serious about teaching, and Li Changsheng also listened carefully, after all, it involved the challenge in three days.

In particular, this kind of martial arts contest can be more helpful to one's own martial arts than sanda, which forms a fixed routine.

After a pause, Zhang Youdao continued: "Remember, Mo Family Fist has a song technique, the fist is like a tiger, and the kick is like a dragon. The body is energetic, and the strength is combined.

Their leg methods include chicken feet, tiger tail feet, piercing feet, nail feet, and chain feet through doors. Listening to the name, you should know that this leg method is not that soft leg method.

Don't think that you almost knocked over an old man in his sixties today, just think that the Mo family can't punch Erer.

Li Changsheng knew that this was the old man admonishing himself.

Lenovo's battle with Mo Ming today, indeed, at the beginning, the kick was no less than his own collapse, and the further he went, the more the other party's breath declined.

This is also the sadness of the martial arts practitioners, just as the so-called fist is afraid of the young. At the age of forty or fifty, you have to make a big shot, otherwise you will be exhausted again and again, again and again, again and again.

It's not that they rushed to cut in, but that the breath couldn't last so long.

I remember the movie Ip Man-2, Mr. Hong Zhennan's battle with that foreigner, just not enough gas.

"Old man, I see."

Li Changsheng nodded solemnly.