Chapter 281

In a small forest outside the courtyard, Zhen Qiong and Kun Yuxin are more able to let go without worrying about damaging Wen Waner's things.

Originally, they were very fast, and now they have reached a dazzling level. Although the onlookers are also good players, no one thinks that their words can block three or five moves.

"Is that... Tiger fist?" someone saw Zhen Qiong's moves and couldn't help asking in a low voice.

"It's Tiger Crane double form boxing, not only proficient in Yongchun, but also so proficient in Tiger Crane double form?" another person sighed.

Stunned by the martial arts of Zhen Qiong and Kun Yuxin, the onlookers dare not speak too loudly even during the discussion, for fear of disturbing them.

If they feel unhappy about this and come to compete with themselves, they can only end up with a sandbag with their own weight.

Bang——

They punched each other again and opened their distance. At this time, someone said, "that move just now should be a broken dragon gun?"

"Yes. Their martial arts are completely integrated, reaching the state of the integration of man and gun. They can use gunry whether they have guns or not, and even other weapons, and their power is not too low."

"Hiss... It's really frightening and terrifying! These two people were born in the ancient martial arts family and have a complete inheritance... It's not right! Even if they started to practice martial arts from their womb, they can't have such strength!"

"It can only be said that people's physique can not be generalized. What is genius? This is genius!"

While the two were chatting, Kun Yuxin took a deep breath, then gave a soft drink and clapped it out.

She almost turned into a remnant. Everywhere she passed, fallen leaves flew away, and some fragile leaves were stirred to pieces by the air flow brought by Kun Yuxin in mid air.

Zhen Qiong saw this, his pupils narrowed slightly, and his movement was not slow at all. He stretched out his hands to grasp Kun Yuxin's arm, and then turned around and pushed away Kun Yuxin's palm with strength.

Snap——

Kun Yuxin couldn't stop. She slapped her hand on a tree with a thick bucket and made a dull sound. When she took back her palm, the white palm was just a little red.

But there was a palm print running through the tree trunk. Those who could see it could not help but take a breath and let the temperature in the grove rise slightly.

Seeing that a palm pierced the trunk, Zhen Qiong and Kun Yuxin stopped fighting.

Kun Yuxin also turned to look at Wen Waner and asked, "is this tree yours? Don't you have to pay if it's dead?"

Wen Wan'er smiled bitterly and didn't speak. Wen Guoxiong recovered from his amazement. He coughed twice and said, "no, it's just a wild tree in the mountain. It doesn't hurt to kill one."

"And the vitality of this tree is famous. I'll have it repaired later. It's estimated that there's no problem growing into a towering tree."

"Oh! That's good." Kun Yuxin smiled, then turned to Zhen Qiong and said, "it's all your fault! Why don't you stand in place and take my palm? Won't the tree get my palm for nothing?"

When the onlookers heard the speech, they all heard a ha ha. Aunt, who dares to take your palm? I'm afraid you'll spit blood on the spot if it's not steel muscles and iron bones.

Zhen Qiong shook his slightly numb hands and said, "you've even made it out of the cloud palm. If I don't hide, will I be beaten into the hospital by you?"

Although he brushed aside Kun Yuxin with his Taiji move just now, the shock on his hands is still real.

Hearing Zhen Qiong's answer, the onlookers heard another hehe. President Zhen, that is, you can hide. No matter who is present, it is estimated that you don't even have time to react when facing president Kun's palm.

"It's boring. It's still fun to beat the madman." Kun Yuxin said.

"I think so," Zhen Qiong agreed.

Although the two had their own purposes, they still had a playful attitude. In addition, they were in Yunhu village and were infected by the martial atmosphere of the villagers, so they made such a move.

However, neither of them actually did it in person. From beginning to end, they were fighting on behalf of their own systems. Otherwise, even Kun Yuxin could not seamlessly connect all kinds of martial arts in a short time.

In particular, the last cloud piercing palm is a long lost palm technique in the longhuang kingdom.

Listening to their chat, although the onlookers didn't know who the madman in Kun Yuxin's mouth was, they still mourned for each other for three seconds in the bottom of their hearts.

Being watched by such an aunt is not to have a good life, just like they all lived in the fear of being "dominated" by Wen Waner.

Fortunately, Wen Waner found a good job this year and met Zhen Qiong, a good boss. After returning home, she didn't accumulate any anger.

Otherwise, according to the "Customs" of previous years, Wen Waner had already exchanged views with each other one by one by paying New Year's greetings.

All the people in the village have received the favor of the Wen family. In addition, when Wan'er competes with each other, she is also very measured, so each family will send someone to bite the bullet.

But after all, if you are beaten, even if you won't get hurt, you will feel sore all over like after passionate fitness.

This is why, when Wen Waner first came back, the two men who competed with each other would sweat when they saw her.

Zhen Qiong walked back while moving his hands and feet. Wen Waner appeared beside him at the right time. She didn't know where to take out a kettle and said, "Mr. Zhen, drink water."

"Oh, thank you." Zhen Qiong smiled, took the kettle and drank it.

Kun Yuxin asked, "what about me?"

"Here it is!" Wen Waner pulled out another kettle and handed it to Kun Yuxin as if by magic.

"Wan'er, you are great. If anyone can..."

Before Kun Yuxin finished speaking, Zhen Qiong grabbed her kettle, put it into her mouth and said, "the water temperature is just right. Drink the water quickly. Don't live up to Wan'er's wishes."

Seeing that Zhen Qiong still didn't want to mention this topic, Kun Yuxin snorted coldly, took the kettle and skilfully avoided Zhen Qiong and walked to the courtyard.

Among the young people watching nearby, a little fat man asked, "don't you want to compete with others? Maybe you still have a chance when he has just finished a game."

"There's a chance to fart. Didn't you see that he didn't even breathe disorderly after playing? It's obviously easy!" said uncle Zhao's son.

Another young man said: "before, sister Wan'er said that you were not the opponent of the guests, and you were a little unconvinced. Now it seems that sister Wan'er is taking care of you, or you will be knocked over by someone if you go up rashly."

"Fart! I can at least take two palms."

"Oh! Really?" the little fat man pointed to the tree and asked.

"Hum! If I get serious, I can make him kneel down and beg me not to die." Uncle Zhao's son snorted coldly and said the most advice in the most crazy tone.

However, after seeing the martial arts of Zhen Qiong and Kun Yuxin, no one will laugh at him. After all, if they play, they will probably come to the same end.

"You're right!" the little fat man couldn't disagree.

He put down his thumbs up and asked, "I saw you just now. It seems that you filmed the process of two guests competing, didn't you?"

"I'm a martial arts up master! For occupational diseases, I took a video subconsciously. If it's not appropriate, I'll delete the video."

"That's not necessary. Don't send it online. Let's see it ourselves and slowly understand it. I believe it will also help our martial arts."

"That makes sense!"