Chapter 270 Flaw
When the two walked out of the temple, Yan Weiwei was in a much better mood.
At least the pace is such that I can walk side by side with Meng Lang...
"Uh... how about we go for a walk. The scenery here is nice and it is a famous tourist attraction. Then I heard that the Beisi Pagoda is one of the most beautiful sights in Sioux City. Thank you for going out without looking at it.
Climbing high and looking far away, then listening to the morning bells and evening drums, what worries are there in this life?
By the way, what time does the evening drum sound? "
Yan Weiwei glanced at him.
"Are you very free? "
I am very busy, just because of Fan Shigang's pitiful sympathy. After all, I am partly responsible for his misery...
"Well..."
"Stop talking, you're free and I don't have time either!"
Yan Weiwei clenched her fists, her ponytail flying, her eyes seemed to have regained their former look, and her whole person showed a high-spirited look.
"You are right. Blaming others can't change anything. What I have to do is work harder!
As long as I am strong enough, I can kill gods and Buddhas! Sweep! Clear all the obstacles in front of me!
So I decided to adjust myself to my peak state in the past two days. Even if I have to come back lying down, I will not give up easily. ”
The flag has been planted. This is definitely the flag planted, right? !
"But no matter what, I still have to thank you today."
"Uh... thank me for what?" Meng Lang was confused.
Thank you for being honest and telling you my biggest secret?
If so, there is no need to do so. Just think of it as compensation for the gossip behind your back. Everyone exchanges secrets for secrets, and no one suffers any loss...
"Thank you for your concern..."
emm...
Seeing Meng Lang's strange expression, Yan Weiwei turned her head and snorted uncomfortably.
“But next time you want to let me know that you are inquiring about my gossip behind my back, then don’t blame me for using my fists, and teach you how to be a human being!”
How to be a human being...
Meng Lang turned around and looked up at the archway of "Baoen Temple".
Actually, I don’t have any good manners as a person. I probably just retaliate...
...
"Bang!"
After returning to the boxing gym, it was another painful half hour...
Fan Shigang was knocked to the ground again by KO without any suspense!
"Are all young people today so wasteful? No wonder your master wants you to come to me to climb mountains like a dog-skin plaster.
At your level, I can't give you even five points of my efforts. It’s so embarrassing. If you really go hiking, you may not even be able to enter the mountain gate!”
Yan Weiwei crossed her arms, her eyes were sharp, and she was still so unforgiving.
"Yes...I'm sorry, I'm too weak..."
"Weakness is no excuse, stand up and continue! Tiantian only knows the use of standing, kung fu is learned in actual combat!
If you want to be stronger than others, you have to eat more than others Bitter!"
"Yes...Yes! Master Yan!"
Fan Shigang looked at Meng Lang pitifully.
Brother, I thought you were going to Xiao Zhi Yi Qing when you went out?
But why did Master Yan's whole aura change after he came back?
I was still looking gloomy when I was beaten just now, but now I feel a little more excited the more I was beaten, as if I had been given chicken blood!
Are you going out to give Master Yan some buffs...
As if he understood the other person's eyes, Meng Lang twitched the corners of his mouth.
What can I do? I am also very helpless!
I originally thought of using "Purification" to wash away the opponent's negative state, but I didn't expect that it seemed that I used too much force and turned it into "Burning Will".
It’s better this time, the negative status is gone.
This also led to a significant increase in morale, an increase in the chance of a second action, and doubled the lethality...
Looking at the fallen on the stage struggling to get up, facing the Great Demon King Yan, it was quite difficult. Meng Lang finally spoke with some guilt for some "poor" big men.
"Ahem! Otherwise... let me try?"
"Huh?"
An ordinary person with no power to restrain a chicken, seeing how powerful Master Yan is, he dared to step forward...
Brother Meng, we have not known each other for a long time.
But from today on, you are my beloved relative, friend, and brother!
"You?" Yan Weiwei looked at him with strange eyes.
“Didn’t you just say you weren’t enough for me to kick you?”
“Ahem! That was just now. Now and then, I’ve been looking at you for so long, and I’ve already discovered the flaws in you. Flaw!"
"Flaw!" Yan Weiwei almost laughed.
“You said you saw my flaw after standing there for a while?”
Do you think your sister is a fairy?
"Yeah! Any questions?" Meng Lang smiled calmly.
Yan Weiwei twitched the corner of her mouth.
I have to say that the smile on Meng Lang's face at this moment... was really missing!
"Ha! Okay, then come up, Fan Shigang, take off your armor and give it to him!"
I want you to pretend to be thirteen!
As for your sentence of "seeing the flaw" just now, and the smile on your face, I will make it happen for you!
"No need, that thing... I shouldn't be able to use it."
What? Can't use it? !
Let alone Yan Weiwei this time, Fan Shigang was stunned.
Master Yan doesn't seem like someone who would show mercy to his opponent standing on the stage.
Are you so confident about the relationship between you two?
“Are you serious?”
“Of course!”
Meng Lang climbed onto the boxing ring as he spoke.
Um! He first stepped forward with his right foot, then crawled across, and finally retracted his left foot. His movements were not neat at all... nothing cool at all.
“Come on! Hit me!”
Seeing Meng Lang really standing opposite her, looking like he was going to fight her, Yan Weiwei really laughed in anger this time.
After the fight with Yuan Li and the fight at the bar, could she still not know how many points Meng Lang had in strength?
Is it enough for a low-level military commander to dare to take the stage?
What happened to the high level of detection skill?
No matter how high your level is, you are still a logistics hero engaged in intelligence!
Please figure out your positioning, please!
"Haha! Okay, this is what you asked for. I haven't seen a guy as confident as you for a long time. I hope you won't regret it for a while!"
Be merciful?
Doesn't exist!
"Brother save me" right?
I will let you find writing inspiration today!
Here Fan Shigang looked at Meng Lang, who looked mysteriously confident, and murmured in his heart.
Brother Meng is obviously very confident!
Um! After all, he is the man who even has his fingerprints stored in the electronic lock of Master Yan's house...
As the saying goes, beating means kissing and scolding means loving. If you stand here, wouldn't you be disturbing others?
"Okay! Brother, come on! If it doesn't work, you must stop!"
Fan Shigang limped off the stage with his teeth bared, and there were only two people left on the stage.
“I won’t bully you either, let me give you three moves first!”
Yan Weiwei took the lead in opening the Contempt of the King.
"No, no, no, I am the one, let me give you thirty moves first!"
Meng Lang counterattacked with a "sarcasm" without showing any weakness.
Yan Weiwei: "#"
Although she didn't understand why Meng Lang was so upset, Yan Weiwei felt that it was necessary for him to be kind and be kind today!
He goes up without any hesitation and delivers a fierce whip kick!
“Brush!”
The tips of Yan Weiwei’s toes almost brushed Meng Lang’s nose.
"Huh?" Yan Weiwei was stunned, missed the kick?
Shit luck! Come again!
"Brush! Brush! Brush!"
On the road, chest, lower body...
Whip legs, side kicks, hook kicks...
And in the audience From Fan Shigang's perspective, Meng Lang only took a slight step back and twisted his body a few times, but remained unscathed under the shadow of Yan Weiwei's swift and windy legs...
Hey! This is too much!
If you want to let loose, you can at least touch me and I'll count the two of you as fighting.
What is the matter with human body tracing?
But as he watched, Fan Shigang's face gradually became a little confused.
It's true that Meng Lang looked relaxed, but why did Master Yan become more and more uncomfortable the more he slapped his face?
And looking at the speed and strength of Master Yan's movements...it seems to be much more ferocious than when he was sparring with me just now?
Even the breathing seems to be a little messed up as you slap it?
Is it my misunderstanding?
Or are these two guys acting too realistic?
"Swipe! Swipe!"
Twisting his waist left and right, he dodged several side kicks from Yan Weiwei. The next moment, Meng Lang, who was just defending but not attacking, suddenly moved.
He took a step forward, easily avoiding Yan Weiwei's knee collision, but the fingers of his right hand had already gently touched the eyebrows of Yan Weiwei, who looked astonished...
"Thirty moves...passed!"
"Your flaw... is that you are too slow..."
The whole place was silent. (End of this chapter)