Kung Fu boy

044 Trials

Just Liu Fei Long, full of physical strength, light work is even better, no matter how Bruce attack, how to hit, how to kick, Liu Fei Long can jump like the wind, not to be attacked by its attack, and, from time to time, two Kung Fu together, hit the sound, Bruce Kung Fu, has been able to hit about 150 kilos of strength.

Don't underestimate the power of a hundred and fifty pounds or so, which is what every Kung Fu man has.

Such movement, such a powerful Kung Fu, proves that Bruce is already a completely second-rate player.

Like I said, it's not easy being a second-string player. Outside, in the clubhouse, you can take a couple of red sticks. He's the kind of guy who can play three, five, eight or even ten. And just like that, he was a good man.

After all, no one can really fight you, not a dozen or a hundred people who would be intimidated by you if the other was afraid.

So, second best, on the outside of it, is a double flush.

Even true kung fu stars like Cheng Long and Yuan Biao can't resist an alliance of five or six.

They can play 2-3, they can play 5-6, and if it's more than 10 games, they can only run once.

At this point, Bruce kicked a sweep leg.

Liu Fei Long jumped to his feet and Bruce jumped back, kicking him hard.

'Bubba. '

Three clicks in the air, that's three.

Knocking out the three kicks proved Bruce's swallows had been trimmed to the bone.

However, he was still unable to compare with Liu Feilong, Liu Feilong in the lack of force, still with his foot broken foot, pressure.

"Knives!"Bruce let out a cry as he landed, rolled over, and reached for his knife, and in a moment he was swinging it one after the other, the first two, the last, all in quick succession.

Liu Feilong smiled. He knew, this disciple, black magic is all practiced!

'Good! 'With a flick of his robe, the old man tossed the discarded knife and said with satisfaction, "Yes, you have glimpsed the Shadow's true intentions!"

"whew!"It wasn't over. Bruce played another eight kilos of darts.

Seven catties darts, darts weigh eight catties, so heavy darts, hit a person that is called a hard, at close range, no less than a long spear with a hard stab.Stabbing and slashing, you know, ten arrows is better than a knife, three arrows are better than a pole.That's what guns are.

Throughout China's history, kung fu apparatus has changed, from the early days of the Jingol Iron Rider, to later swords and spears, to the spears themselves. Good food and cheap prices are the essence of China Kung Fu.

Seven kilos of darts, like spears.

The dart attached to the wax rod could turn into a real bayonet.

'Good! 'Liu exclaimed.

He doesn't hide, he doesn't flinch.

He stiffened at the powerful thrust of the spear.

A shot from the front, even if covered in iron armor, would not be blocked, would be impaled by penetrating armor.

Liu Feilong is a master, but he is also a blocker on the frontal line, there will be no physical obstacles.

But Liu Feilong will never learn, Kingkong Palm, a horse step, Zhaodenah strong, steady as a mountain, fixed as a needle.

A slap, like the smell of that half fist, slashed sideways, hitting the oncoming darts!

With a dull thud, the eight-kilogram dart was slapped by Liu Feilong and flew high over the wall.

"Don't hurt anyone," Andreas said. He got up and ran to the outside room, returning a moment later to retrieve the darts.

"Old sword, not old sword, haha haha," Andreas said somewhat sourly.

Liu Feilong will King Kong this kind of studious, dynamic technology, incomparably powerful.

Andreas studied "Runningwolfhyme,but what good was that?It's so hurtful.

The great eunuch ate good food every day, monkey brain, wolves and leopard.

This food and drink, in modern times, is beyond the reach of the richest people in the world.

So, when Andreas left Wudang, his Kung Fu was useless, and he couldn't learn.

Conversely, it is Liu Feilong's Kingkong Palm, formal majestic, slap, stand at attention, is really good.

Feilong Liu took the dart and said to Bruce, "By the way, Flying Wolf, you've learned well, you've worked hard, you've fixed the basics of my flying school, light and Kung Fu."

"I didn't learn enough," Bruce said. He didn't understand.Teachers still have a lot to teach themselves.

There were eight Flying Pie and Bruce had learned four, but that wasn't enough. Bruce had only learned four now, but it would take a lot of work to eat them all up.

"You know, now that you're in your fourth kung fu lesson, you don't need to learn anything new for a while, you need to consolidate what you've learned and I'll pass on your new skills!"

"Yeah!" said Bruce somewhat regretfully.

He wanted to know more, but he almost did. He who knows how to be a teacher does not do it overnight.

Unless he's an old man, his father doesn't teach some things that aren't easy to teach.

Such things, he knew.

"Wait," Andreas said, "you're getting good at this, boy, let's try."

Liu Feilong hesitated, "What's the point?"

"Otherwise, I'll see how good this guy is!"How can you say that? Because Bruce and Liu Feilong are very reserved hands, they did not take out the real thing, die hard.'s no way Liu Feilong is going to do real Kung fu. Bruce, however, was certainly no pushover.

Andreas didn't like it much, telling his son that he was always expected to be ruthless.

Andreas didn't like his son's move. If you learn this way, even if you have a whole set of skills, you will become gentle and kind. What can you do?So Andreas pushed him.

It was one thing for Liu Feilong to learn martial arts.

But then again, learning his craft isn't about being a punk that Kung Fu can't beat.

A lot of good players, learning everything, just, not much.Shot to death, too.

In ancient times, quack masters were generally second-rate, but they are overkill, second-rate killing first-class, first-class killing experts.

Andreas was a lover of ancient Kung Fu, and he didn't want to teach his son to be a Fake Kung Fu Yu, but a real one.

Andreas didn't wait for Liu Feilong to agree before he stepped forward and struck him, his large hand a wolf's paw.

Bruce winced and clapped his hands in front of his face.

Andreas certainly wouldn't have killed his son, but he slapped him anyway, "Your Kung Fu exploits are forgotten!"

Bruce quickly stepped back and launched another skirmish, which Andreas immediately lunged at.

His kung fu was heavy now, grinding like a big grinder.

Bruce knew Daddy's Kung Fu, Andreas' figurative Kung Fu, wu dang li, Dragon Boxing and Kung Fu were all good.

Dragons searched bones, wolves descended.

It was a mastery of the Dragon Shape and kung fu at its finest.That dragon shape need not say, beat well, can dragon snake change, kill machine infinite, in subtlety, take human life, take human life.Why dragon boxing?