Many people behind Song Qiu heard his "translation" and couldn't help laughing.
"I think he should say that the plane is about to take off. Everyone, please prepare. If we can't defeat it, we will withdraw."
"Hahaha, please communicate in Chinese."
"The top five masters in South America were intercepted before they even left the airport, and now they are so shameless that they surround them."
"I feel like the fairy sister can destroy the team."
"From what you said, I suddenly felt like the fairy sister was shooting guns at the airport."
The crowd said and suddenly exclaimed.
The four masters representing the peak combat power of South America gathered together and displayed their strongest methods at the same time to defeat Nangong Yun with thunderous force.
At this point, no one will think about fighting alone anymore. As long as they can defeat Nangong Jun and restore face to the South American boxing community, that will be enough.
Song Qiu held his breath and looked at Nangong Yun, who was already surrounded, "Can sister Yun's Flowing Clouds and Flying Sleeves skill defeat one against four?"
Chu Chen smiled slightly, "What Sister Jun is performing now is not the Liuyun Feixiu Kung Fu."
At this time, everyone saw it again.
Nangong Yun used a brand-new set of palm techniques to fight against the four masters. His white clothes were still eye-catching. Facing the extremely fast offensive, his clothes were flowing and his movements were carefree.
"What kind of kung fu is this?" Even Gong Changhong couldn't tell, his eyes were shocked.
The young man Xiaoyou was completely stunned, "I feel like Miss Nangong's figure is floating directly up, moving with the wind. Is she...is she really a god?"
It wasn't just the young man who felt this way, everyone else also noticed it.
Nangong Jun's steps are graceful, and his figure rises with the wind. He plays like a human being. He occasionally makes a palm move, but even more freely. With his slender jade hands, the power of a palm seems to be light and airy, but it gives Wright Mullen and others a feeling of being in a turbulent sea.
a feeling of.
"This is another Chinese Kung Fu that I have never been exposed to before." Calvin White exclaimed, his eyes showing strong shock.
"Chinese Kung Fu is so terrifying."
The four of them felt extremely insignificant in their hearts at the same time.
Even with full force, it can't resist.
Song Qiu wished he could widen his eyes to his forehead and watch Nangong Yun gradually gain the upper hand in the battle.
"If Bajiquan represents martial strength and Liuyun Feixiu represents elegance," then this set of palm techniques completely releases a majestic feeling." Song Qiu's eyes were hot and excited. He loved this palm so much.
It's okay. Surrounded by enemies, you can be free and easy, do whatever you want, just like teasing the enemy, walking in the garden, but there is nothing you can do.
"Brother-in-law, what kind of palm technique is this?" Song Qiu couldn't help but ask.
Many people nearby also subconsciously pricked up their ears.
After all, for them, such a miraculous palm technique is unheard of.
This is the real ancient Chinese martial arts!
"Actually, we have all learned the formula for this palm technique." Chu Chen said with a smile on his face.
Hearing this, Song Qiu was stunned and looked confused, "Have I learned it before?"
Chu Chen nodded, "For example, when Peng migrates to Nanming, the water hits him for three thousand miles, and it surges upward for ninety thousand miles, and then he rests for six months."
After Chu Chen finished speaking, Song Qiu's eyes became even more confused.
Song Qiu, "It sounds familiar, but have I learned it before?"
slacker student!
Chu Chen's mouth twitched slightly.
At this time, a person who had been eavesdropping on the conversation between the two suddenly blurted out, "This is Zhuangzi's "Xiaoyaoyou"."
Song Qiu was stunned.
An article called "Xiaoyaoyou" has also become the training formula for this magical palm technique?
"This is called Xiaoyaoyou Palm Technique." Chu Chen said, "It also means Xiaoyao Tiandi, playing in the world."
Song Qiu bowed his head in shame.
Chu Chen patted his shoulder, "You know the importance of reading, right? If you can't read well, you won't even be qualified to learn your favorite palm technique."
Xiaoyaoyou Palm Technique!
Everyone looked at Nangong Yun. Some people recalled the words of "Xiaoyaoyou" in their minds, but they felt the charm of Xiaoyao from Nangongjun.
"The moves of Xiaoyaoyou Palm Technique are eclectic and focused on doing whatever you want." Chu Chen said, "Actually, these skills are just for fun when Sister Jun is free and bored."
boom!
Wright Mullen was hit by a palm and fell to the ground. Blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth. He happened to hear Chu Chen's words again. He immediately looked at Zhao Tianhao. Zhao Tianhao hesitated for a moment, but still translated truthfully.
Letmalen spat out a bloody arrow.
Is this just for fun when you're bored?
This sentence is not very lethal, but it is too insulting.
It's okay to kill people, but there's also the matter of killing one's heart!
Letmalen roared, jumped up, and another burst of power burst out from his body, rushing towards Nangong Yun.
Nangong Jun's flick of the hand and an unexpected palm knocked Wright Mullen away again.
The next battle is even more unsuspicious.
In less than five minutes, none of the five South American masters could stand up.
Nangong Yun happened to be standing in the middle of the five people who fell to the ground, standing with his hands behind his hands, his white clothes flowing, spotless.
Zhong Dingying quickly freezes the scene and is extremely excited.
"Win! Brother Zhang, did you see it? The so-called South American feast turned out to be a joke in the end. According to me, this is a feast of ancient Chinese martial arts." Zhong Dingying said excitedly, "From Baji Quan to
Liuyun Feixiu Kung Fu, the last set of majestic Xiaoyaoyou palm techniques, fully demonstrates the Kung Fu heritage of ancient Chinese martial arts!"
"Sister Fairy gave these so-called peak South American fighting skills a lesson in ancient Chinese martial arts."
"I suddenly wanted to see what the South American delegation in the Weiyang Boxing Gym would look like when they saw this scene."
"We came here with such a big fanfare, but found out that we were just a bronze squad."
"Sister Fairy really destroyed the team."
"Hahaha! The five masters wanted to bully Chu Chen aggressively, but they were defeated by Master Chu Chen alone."
"If you don't talk nonsense, I'll go back and recite "Xiaoyaoyou" first."
Chu Chen stepped forward, looked at Zhao Tianhao, and said with a smile, "Do you want to run naked at the airport?"
Hearing this, Zhao Tianhao's expression changed drastically, he staggered back a few steps, and then fell to the ground.
Even if I beat myself to death, I can't believe it. The five top players in South America were defeated like this.
For the first time in his life, Zhao Tianhao had doubts about South American fighting skills...
"So... vulnerable?"
Zhao Tianhao's face was extremely pale.
"Check it yourself. The fastest flight is the fastest flight. Let them all go back." Chu Chen's eyes turned cold.
Zhao Tianhao hurriedly took out his mobile phone and quickly booked a ticket. Chu Chen suddenly regretted it and asked him to run naked to the airport.
"Never challenge Chinese Kung Fu."
Chu Chen glanced at the five masters who were "playing dead" on the ground. He was too lazy to pay attention to them anymore. He looked up at the more and more people around him and said, "Sister Jun, let's go."
Nangong Yun nodded, but when he was about to walk out, suddenly a crowd came towards them.
"Senior, senior!" Zhong Dingying rushed to the front, "Can I interview you?"
Nangong Yun frowned slightly and looked at Chu Chen.
Chu Chen and Song Qiu stood in front, protecting Nangong Yun behind them, "Everyone, please give way."
"I just have a question." Zhong Dingying asked loudly, "Excuse me, what is the real Chinese Kung Fu."
"Kung Fu? Don't talk nonsense, we don't know much about Kung Fu." Chu Chen took Nangong Yun's hand and performed the Qiankun Step. The figures of the two of them moved like ghosts, and they walked through the crowd and walked away.
Song Qiu was left alone in a daze.
Everyone surrounded Song Qiu.
Song Qiu cried sadly, "I really don't know Kung Fu! I'm just an ordinary boxing gym student. I don't know Zhuangzi's "Xiaoyaoyou" either."
