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Han Leng has been teaching some moves of martial arts sects that he knows all morning, including Taijiquan, but not all of them. After all, most moves of Taiji are only suitable for health care, and they are not very interested in soldiers pursuing life and death fighting.

In the close life and death battle, you try four or two thousand catties. You just try to defeat the enemy with softness. You can cut across the opposite side. If you don't react fast enough, there is only one way to die. There is no other way to go.

As for the soft fist technique, Han Leng really can't see what can exercise people's speed and reaction ability or dynamic vision. Besides, there are some moves like grabbing knives and guns in the army, and how to avoid all kinds of attacks without weapons in his hands.

Sure enough.

Not as Han Leng expected.

It took Tang Qing only one morning to almost dry out the movements in his mind. Although he knew it would, Han Leng was shocked by Tang Qing who was so evil.

Although he didn't teach the real killing moves in Tang Qing's army, Tang Qing had this speed and reaction ability. There was no big difference between killing moves and ordinary moves. Killing moves only made sense when there was no significant difference in strength.

With the rolling reaction ability and reaction speed, no matter how powerful the move is, Tang Qing is the person with both of them. He can't break it quickly. Even if Tang Qing can't do any move, with these two abilities, any attack is a killing move. Because the other side can't defend, so Han Leng didn't teach them.

"Little Tang, I have nothing to teach you about fighting. If you are interested in fighting in the future, you can come here to see me at any time." Han Leng said with satisfaction that as a fighter, he is also a little violent, and doesn't like the light fat at all, otherwise he won't get a fitness room here.

Usually I can't find anyone to fight with. I only have to practice with sandbags when my hands are itchy, let alone have a good fight with an equal opponent. Now with Tang Qing, I'm still a person who can really use all my strength. Han Leng is really excited.

"OK, uncle Han, there's still a little time. Shall we have another fight? You can use all moves, any move will do. " Tang Qing suggested that, of course, Tang Qing knew that Han Leng didn't use all the moves, and many of the more vicious moves Han Leng didn't use.

I used to worry about it. Now in front of his rolling speed, Han Leng is hard to do him much harm. So now he wants to try - how bad Han Leng is.

"Well, you should be careful. These moves are quite dangerous!" Han Leng thought for a moment and agreed. He didn't believe that his killing moves would be learned. Tang Qing, who had learned human body architecture, combined with his terrible martial arts talent and abnormal speed, could design many of them even if he had designed them himself.

"Well, come here." Tang Qing said seriously.

As soon as his voice came to an end, Han Leng kicked Tang Qing with a pudendal leg. The sudden change of the painting style made Tang Qing jump. Is it really good to have such a stimulating action?

Tang Qing hurriedly blocks Han Leng's leg with one hand, because Han Leng hits him with the other hand at the same time and goes straight to his head.

"Bang..."

"Bang..."

Two after Tang Qing hurriedly back a step, play the spirit of twelve points, this if eat a record can be enough for him.

Of course, he is not afraid. The other day, he found a new function of source Qi, that is, defense. As long as the source Qi is concentrated in the hit part, it can play a very good defense effect. But he tried hard, and the effect is really good.

With the protection of source gas value, I feel only a little pain when I hit the hammer, and then I don't feel any more. I want to source gas and have the ability to repair damaged cells. It's just that you have too little source gas to cover one hand at most, but it should be enough to deal with this kind of fight.

However, the current source gas defense is not too counter to the sky. If you use one stroke, you will be injured.

Han Leng smiles at Tang Qing's step back. There is no opponent to practice these moves in the army. After all, if they can't hold up their strength, they will make a big difference. Even in the battle of mission, they are mainly guns. How can there be any chance of close combat? Seeing Tang Qing's ability to take these moves, Han Leng is also full of interest.

Haha, I'm going to have a good time this time.

"Drink"

The whole idea is just a moment, Tang Qinggang has not yet got a foothold, and Han Leng's attack comes. A heavy whip kick to Tang Qing's head, merciless.

It's kind of interesting.

Tang Qing also began to get excited.

It's just like a fight between life and death. It's too exciting...

Next, Han Leng used all his strength to attack Tang Qing. He wanted to die completely and didn't stay behind at all. Because to see Han Leng's strength, Tang Qing didn't fight back, but was defending all the time.

Ten minutes later.

Han Leng has no new moves to use. His killing moves at the bottom of the box can't help Tang Qing. To this end, Han Leng finally understands the fact that Tang Qing's forces completely crush him. He has a little respect for Tang Qing in his heart, and soldiers respect the strong.

"Stop." Han Leng shouted to stop, and immediately backed away from the battle range. He was attacking himself just now. Tang Qing would fight back if he fought again. He didn't want to be a sandbag.

"Well" Tang Qing stops and looks at Han Leng in surprise. What's the meaning of his eyes?

However, looking at Han Leng's joking smile, Tang Qing immediately understood Han Leng's idea and couldn't help crying and laughing. However, Han Leng was right in his judgment. When he was ready to fight back, he shouted to stop. OK, who called the other side master.

His speed is faster than hanleng's, but hanleng's speed is not as fast as his own. Once he can't help but control his strength and speed, hanleng will be tragic, and he will be hurt everywhere.

"You're cunning, uncle Han." Tang Qing said with a wry smile.

"Ha ha, this is the wisdom of the elders." Han Leng laughs and says, looking at Tang Qing's sad face, he will be happy. If he can't beat you, he will suffocate you.

"Dad, brother Tang, come to dinner." At this time, a little boy ran in. It was Han Leng's son, Tang Qing, who noticed that it was already 12:10.

"OK, my dear son, little Tang, let's go for dinner." Han Leng picked up his son and smiled.

"Good." Tang Qing replied and followed.

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Han Leng fulfilled his promise in this meal. It's really a big meal. There are eight dishes, including chicken, duck, fish and meat. He is not surprised by the spectacle man. Of course, he doesn't dare to ask, just eat.

Han Leng's wife also knows the meaning of this meal. Before, she was a little dissatisfied with Han Leng's teaching of Tangqing's fighting skills. After all, her husband likes to fight and teaches others to fight. How can she support him as a wife? If Han Leng didn't say that Tang Qing is a grade, thank the readers, lazy sheep, lazy sheep, nine palaces, eight commandments, xiaoyue4893, and look at another son, Daoyu Taichu, Wang Wenhao, and the reading hooligan , Birdman flying up, styel's recommendation ticket, thank you.