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- Chapter 51 Misidentification
She became lighter, walked in a floating way, and landed in front of the old man.
The old man's eyes suddenly lit up and he laughed loudly: "Yes, yes, with this light skill, the little girl has enough weight to fight with me!"
"Please enlighten me!" Ma Chunhua clasped her fists and saluted, her face sank suddenly, and she said solemnly.
"You take action first!" The old man waved his hand and said carelessly, his feet were uneven, his whole body was relaxed, and there were no flaws.
Ma Chunhua let out a scolding sound, and rushed out with a powder-like fist. She stepped forward with a simple fist punch, and rushed like a shooting star, arriving in an instant.
"Hehe, you can do it!" The old man praised twice, with a somewhat critical tone. He didn't move his feet, turned slightly, and let his right fist pass.
Ma Chunhua frowned slightly, spread her fist, and turned it into a straight palm. She slashed it flatly, with unparalleled speed, like a swipe of a scimitar.
"Huh?" The old man squatted down, pointed his toes, and stepped back a foot flatly, as if there were mechanical springs on his legs.
He retreated suddenly, and Ma Chunhua's beautiful legs had already been swept away. He avoided it by just a hair. If he was slower, he would inevitably be kicked hard.
Ma Chunhua took a step back and looked the old man up and down. Unexpectedly, this old man was not amazing in appearance, but he had a lot of tricks up his sleeve.
The old man looked her up and down and felt the same way. It was rare for him to attack so quickly at such a young age. If it had been anyone else, this move would have already suffered a loss.
He nodded, stroked his snow-white beard, and laughed heartily: "Okay, it's true that a hero comes from a young age, and he will not be outdone by women!"
¡°Old man, you are always strong and strong!¡± Ma Chunhua smiled sweetly.
As he was speaking, his feet floated and he came to him suddenly. As soon as he finished speaking, his right palm had already reached his chest.
"What a move, but a sword hidden in a smile!" The old man bowed his head and retreated. The palm missed him by a hair, and it only hit his clothes, without any force.
The corners of Ma Chunhua's delicate mouth curled up, and her arms suddenly grew, as if a section had suddenly grown, and her jade palms shot out.
"Huh" the old man blew out a fierce breath, like an arrow of air, retreated again, changed his position, and stepped back a foot in an instant, his face turned red.
Ma Chunhua hit the air again, with a look of surprise on her face. She looked at him and smiled sweetly: "You can dodge this move. Master, your martial arts are indeed superb!"
The old man smiled brightly and said with a smile: "If I hadn't been so strong internally, I would have fallen into your trap. What a great little girl!"
Xiao Yuesheng stood aside with his hands behind his hands, motionless, lazily looking at the two of them, and couldn't help but smile when he saw them complimenting each other.
"Come on, try my special move!" The old man stepped forward and struck out with both palms, like a butterfly piercing a flower. It was light and graceful, but extremely complicated, making people dazzled and unable to distinguish reality from reality.
Ma Chunhua waved her sleeves, covering the shadow of her fist. With a "bang", the two of them took a step back and stood firm.
The old man rubbed his fists and said with a smile: "The little girl has such strong internal strength. It's rare to see her at such a young age!"
Internal strength is the most difficult thing to improve. It requires accumulation over time and cannot be achieved by chance. The old man said that Ma Chunhua had such deep inner strength at such a young age, but he was very surprised in his heart.
As he spoke, the old man attacked again, with fists or palms, with unpredictable changes. A quick punch, fierce and unconventional, suddenly changed to a palm, elegant and soft, a mixture of uprightness and strangeness, and the connection was smooth and smooth without any lag. .
Ma Chunhua only has a set of Tianshan plum-folding skills, sometimes with a Liuyun sleeve between them. The two people's moves are exquisite and well matched.
Xiao Yuesheng frowned. This old man's martial arts were extremely comprehensive and seemed to contain several boxing techniques, which were quite exquisite.
Since he came to this world, he has not really seen the martial arts of various schools, because he feels that the power is too small and not worth mentioning.
However, if you accidentally see others fighting each other, with your photographic memory, these moves will be engraved in your mind and will never be forgotten.
When the old man moved his hands out, it was Baguazhang. When he retracted it, it was changed to Tai Chi. It suddenly switched to Zhaquan again. The connection was smooth and exquisite.
The two of them fought more and more fiercely, and they made clever moves one after another. Xiao Yuesheng nodded secretly. Ma Chunhua benefited greatly from this moment of effort. She had a deeper understanding of the exquisiteness of Tianshan's plum-breaking technique.
Although Ma Chunhua had previously practiced the Tianshan plum-breaking technique, it was difficult to fully understand its subtlety due to her limited qualifications and experience.
At this time, the old man who was fighting against her had extensive martial arts skills and exquisite moves. He could pick them up at his fingertips and come up with clever moves one after another, which was amazing.
Ma Chunhua used all her strength to respond with the Tianshan Plum Blossom Hand, and used it smoothly. Many key points were released smoothly.
"Haha, good! Good! Have fun!" The old man laughed loudly, moved faster, his face was red, and he shouted loudly.
The more subtle his moves become, the more subtle he becomes.My body and mind are refreshed, and everything is not as good as I want. Every move and every move is filled with joy, and the stagnant energy in my chest is relieved, and I can't help but want to scream.
"Stop!" Suddenly there was a clear shout, and two figures swept over, came close, and landed on the ground like two feathers, without a trace of fireworks.
Xiao Yuesheng turned his head and took a look, frowned, and focused on the man.
The two people who came were a man and a woman. The man had a jade face and red lips, handsome and majestic, and the woman was beautiful, with a bit of heroism and brilliance.
The two stood together, perfectly matched and in high spirits, like a pair of lovers, as if they were meant to be together. It was a match made in heaven.
Xiao Yuesheng frowned, this man looked exactly like Fukangan, he was made from the same mold.
He glanced attentively and understood that this man was not Fukangan, but he just looked very much like him, as if he were brothers from the same mother, and it was indistinguishable from each other.
The two looked very similar, and Xiao Yuesheng could tell at a glance that they were not the same.
The corners of Fu Kangan's eyes are full of energy and contentment. Although this person also has the potential to lead the heroes, there is a hint of melancholy in the corners of his eyes, which is different from Fu Kang'an's.
"Eh? Fukangan, you thief!" Ma Chunhua took a step back, turned around and saw the man, she couldn't help being surprised and blurted out.
She turned her bright eyes, and then she suddenly realized that it was indeed Fukangan who caused trouble. He suddenly appeared here, and he must have gone to Walun Temple!
Thinking of this, her anger rose to the sky and went straight to her forehead.
Walun Temple is her most unbearable memory. She was first injured by four lamas, and then defeated at the hands of Lama Chepo. Every time she thinks about it, she gnashes her teeth with hatred.
"You thief, suffer death!" She screamed, her body flashed, a stream of moonlight flashed across her body, and she suddenly appeared in front of the man, and pushed out with one palm, extremely swift.
Her slender jade hands are like a piece of white jade, snow-white and delicate, glowing with a warm luster in the sun, making people want to touch them.
She used the Broken Jade Palm, which looked exquisite and beautiful. The strength of the palm was extremely strong and powerful, and it was extremely powerful.
Just now, when she was fighting with the old man, she only used the Tianshan Plum-Breaking Hand and not the Jade-Breaking Palm. She didn¡¯t want to hurt anyone, she just wanted to compete.
But when she saw Fukangan, she became angry and murderous.
"Who is that girl?" The handsome man stepped back and reached out to hold her right hand.
"Hmph!" Ma Chunhua's shoulders dropped and her elbows trembled. Her right palm suddenly sped up, as fast as an arrow, which caught people off guard.
The handsome man quickly withdrew his right palm and met her jade-like hand.
There was a muffled "bang" sound, like a defeat.
Ma Chunhua took a step back, her face full of surprise, and she stared at the other party.
The figure of the handsome man seemed to be pulled back by a line, his feet sliding on the ground, leaving two deep marks on the green grass, nearly two feet away.
A blush crept up on his jade-like face, then slowly receded. He took a deep breath, opened and closed his hands up and down on his chest, and adjusted his breath.
Ma Chunhua snorted: "Fu Kang'an, I didn't expect you to be a bad person, but you are quite handsome in kung fu!"
The handsome man showed a wry smile, shook his head, and was about to speak.
Ma Chunhua took the lead and said: "Didn't I already warn you? Don't mess with my master. If not, I will take your life!"
"Girl" The handsome man smiled bitterly.
Ma Chunhua was ahead of him again, her bright eyes widened, and she yelled angrily: "You are so brave! You actually found trouble with the people of Walun Temple and wanted to assassinate us! I was about to kill you, and you were sending me away Come and take your orders!"
After saying that, he flashed his body, stepped forward, and was about to take out his palm.
"Chunhua, stop!" Xiao Yuesheng coughed lightly and said slowly.
He has been standing by and watching, happy to let Ma Chunhua misunderstand him and want to find out who he is.
¡°But it¡¯s not Fukangan after all, so it¡¯s inappropriate to continue fighting.
"Master!" Ma Chunhua's figure flashed, folded in the air, retreated gracefully, and now appeared next to Xiao Yuesheng.
Ma Chunhua¡¯s bright eyes shone and she said with great interest: ¡°Master, this thief came to my door and just happened to take his life, no one else knew about it, he didn¡¯t even notice it!¡±
"He is not Fukangan." Xiao Yuesheng shook his head.
Ma Chunhua was startled and asked: "Isn't it Fukangan?!"
"Yes." Xiao Yuesheng nodded and saluted the man with cupped fists: "The young disciple is reckless, but the brother is magnanimous, so don't blame him!"
The man smiled bitterly, glanced at the woman beside him, shook his head, and said: "Forget it, it's just a misunderstanding. Besides, this is not the first time."
"You are really not Fukangan? Ma Chunhua tilted her head and asked with disbelief.
The handsome man nodded: "My surname is Chen, not Fukangan."
"Disciple, Qingtong, why are you here?" The old man chuckled.
The man and woman stepped forward and were about to prostrate themselves to the ground, but he stretched out his hand to block it, looked at it, and said with a smile: "Forget it, you are not seriously injured, are you?"
Immediately, he chuckled and said: "What a heroic young man. You didn't expect that you would be injured on the hands of a little girl!" - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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