"Mary..."

Russell's face turned dark as he listened.

The smile finally couldn't hold on.

"If you want to talk about fighting skills, you have to look at boxing. Chinese martial arts are soft and really hard to have any chance of winning when fighting with boxing masters."

"I know a boxing champion master Johnson. His boxing power can reach 1,500 pounds and his leg power can reach 2,300 pounds. He can lift a car..."

"Are you talking about the shirtless Johnson who was sweating all over with blood?"

Marilyn looked disgusted.

Russell's head was in black.

Is this ugly?

Isn’t fighting a better match? Who can defeat your opponent faster and more powerfully?

It’s not a beauty pageant, so who is pretty?

"I also know a fencing master who can stab a flying fly with one sword..."

"But that's not beautiful at all."

Marilyn shook her head.

She is a master of stinging swordsmanship, and she has been practicing since she was a child. How boring and ugly it is to advance and retreat with one sword and one sword.

Even if you can stab your opponent faster, it is just because you are stronger and faster than others, and you don’t talk about any tricks at all.

However, the court sword dance is beautiful but not practical. It is more like dancing than swordsmanship.

Yang Lin felt comfortable listening.

I secretly praised the foreign girls for being very sensible.

Compared to the beautiful moves, the most primitive British fighting technique, which is a punch-to-meat fighting technique, can be compared to martial arts that exhaust the limits of human joints.

It looks better, it is not the same level at all.

For example, in many years later, he had never seen anyone who could beat the Kung Fu Emperor.

That is simply the art of strength and beauty!

Unfortunately, I'm a little shorter...

By the way, before Kung Fu was introduced to the West, Western fighting techniques were always very direct, and they paid attention to killing with one blow, and they wished they could use all their strength to every punch and kick.

It is not as delicate and exquisite as Chinese martial arts.

What are the yin deficiency and yang real, the changes of the five elements, what are the movement and dodging, hide the sword and draw the sword...

If someone can perfectly use this tricky useless move into the instinct of killing, select the essence and remove the dross.

It can indeed be played well and practical.

Of course, this is not something that ordinary martial arts practitioners can do.

Ordinary warriors only practice one move until they are old. They practice skills and their ability to defend themselves and defeat enemies.

Unlike the master-level master, it is a trick that can be picked up at will, giving people a unique beauty.

Any trick that seems to be a trick that is impossible to imagine.

It makes people unable to defend against.

Marilyn said a few words to Russell, not knowing how to advise this princess who was fascinated by her eyes.

I was so depressed that I vomited blood secretly.

Several people talked and said something, and Yang Lin was about to turn around and leave.

Whether to teach martial arts or not, it is actually just a coincidence. This princess is quite entangled, and the young officer around her is deeply hostile, and he can sense it.

It's not supposed to be.

Because, no matter what, I saved them. Even if I don’t be grateful and try to repay them, I will not be hostile.

Could it be that this old white young man who looked thirty years old at first glance was actually pursuing Princess Marilyn?

He is jealous?

This is too beastly.

He is still young.

But it was normal to think about it again.

Some people can do everything for family interests.

Of course, this is not easy.

Why don’t you use some means to impress the little girl who doesn’t lack anything?

If you are not a peer, the generation gap will be very serious. There are not many common topics. There is no problem with normal communication on weekdays. You will feel uncomfortable after getting along for a long time.

So, today's knife hand chases the scene...

Yang Lin was thinking of some conspiracy theories. A strong wind blew behind him, and a chill surged in his heart.

‘No, there were only two people who just spoke, and one of them had never spoken, and it was not conspicuous, but since he could escape from the knife hand alive, it would definitely not be simple.’

Some doubts flashed through my mind.

The body reacts countless times faster than the thinking.

Yang Lin's legs were slightly heavy, and he twisted his waist and hips to form a large semicircular bow. He saw a palm sucking and passing through his waist and ribs.

The fist breaks through the wind and screams.

"Hiss..."

Two layers of spring shirts around his waist were torn into pieces by the flesh, and the hot feeling came into his mind, and the qi and blood were stagnant.

This is…

Damage to the belt meridian.

Good guy.

Yang Lin's body fell and kicked Zi Jinkui in one move.

As the pain in the waist just came to my mind, my toes had kicked a palm that was pressed down heavily from the top.

Bang...

Under the impact of the huge force, he took two steps forward and felt a storm of wind above his head, and his left and right temples bulged like needles.

‘The enemy is in mid-air.’

Yang Lin immediately understood this.

Although he didn't know why his opponent attacked him secretly and his attack was so fierce and weird, he knew that he had to seize the opportunity at this time.

The man behind him had a fierce force, with a total of about 1,500 kilograms of punches, which was not bad at all compared to the bloody hand.

In terms of strength, you basically don’t get much advantage.

If someone takes the lead and attacks, he will respond hastily and turn around and cannot do it. He may miss it and capsize the ship in the gutter.

Since he learned martial arts, he has been sneaking attacks on others or taking the lead in the enemy. Now he has been attacked fiercely from behind, and he feels very novel for a moment.

The heart was beating and the mind was running at high speed, but without thinking, the pores of the whole body exploded, the body was half-rotted, and the hand was used as a knife to cut out the arc.

The five aggregates bloom...

It was not until this time that an anxious cry came from a distance, "It is Xingyi Dragon, which has the ability to ascend and shrink. The flying dragon is in the sky, be careful..."

He shouted obviously too late.

Moreover, due to the angle, the opponent behind him hid in the dead corner of Wang Xiaoqiao's sight and launched a sneak attack, so that Wang Xiaoqiao could not use his gun to rescue him.

In fact, Yang Lin was put in danger in an instant.

Uncle Da's voice still echoed in the air.

Yang Lin turned around and slashed out like a five-aggregate plum blossom slash.

The air was torn apart by the palm, and a burst buzzing sound was heard, and a faint sound of thunder came out.

It was obviously a flesh palm, but it actually made a real blade and roar through the air.

The middle-aged man with short bodies and a dull and ordinary face behind him showed a look of horror.

He was in a dragon shape, stretched his back and stretched his muscles, and his body suddenly rose from Voldemort's state, turning into a dragon's shape...

With the strong wind, his fists were pulled inward, like a chicken heart, attacking Yang Lin's temples, trying to kill the opponent with one blow.

However, he didn't expect that when he attacked, he not only injured his opponent's flesh, but also was beaten back.

The opponent's slashed with one leg, not only was the force of great strength, but also sharp and sharp, and there was a charm of cutting off everything.

A thunder sounded in his ears, and a sense of crisis arose in his heart. He didn't bother to attack and kill anymore. He raised his arms and twisted his waist, folded his hands, and retreated with the force of his hand knife.
To be continued...