I’m very confused!

He has changed two manuscripts in a row, and still...

Not afraid. Fortunately, he had a lot of time before and watched a few more things. Now he is just a little panicked.

Huang Bingyao swallowed lightly, cheered up, and leaned forward, as if he was confident of victory.

"Zhou Sheng, what I said may not have been very good at first, but I'll do more later..."

Not finished yet.

Zhou Xiaoxing raised her right hand helplessly and funny, feeling angry and anxious.

No, are they on the same channel?

"Huang, Sir Huang, you don't need to tell yourself your family background. I'm asking you what is your basic martial arts foundation?"

Huang Bingyao felt relieved when he heard this. He immediately swallowed the words that were on his lips.

Feeling lucky in his heart, he had to memorize it next. No, the manuscript was written in both Chinese and English. He didn't know how to pronounce the English words in it.

It’s okay now, it’s okay.

Ask him about his Kung Fu background?

This is easy to handle.

A standard and beautiful horse step came out.

After all, Zhou Xiaoxing was brought out by Huang Feihong, and he still has the ability to judge people's martial arts.

This horse stance is so strong...

Much better than him.

It should probably be estimated that there is a high probability of 70% to 80% that it may be very powerful, right?

Don't blame him, when he and Huang Feihong learned Drunken Boxing and Foshan Wuying Kick, they didn't start from the basics. As long as the latter told him the essence of these two skills, he would...

Learned.

It's that simple.

So...

Zhou Xiaoxing patted Huang Bingyao's curved thighs decently. Although there was a lot of fat, it was more powerful.

He subconsciously thought of someone.

"How good, just like Sammo Hung, he is flexible..."

Fatty.

When these two words came to his mouth, they were bitten into pieces by Zhou Xiaoxing.

He has no habit of speaking ill of people in person.

Of course, we won’t talk about people’s bad things behind their backs.

It's not that he has noble morals, but...

Time is limited, so you must put your time on the cutting edge.

"Sammo Hung, who's here?"

After receiving a compliment from Zhou Xiaoxing that was not a compliment, Huang Bingyao slowly retracted his legs and checked his inner thighs without the former noticing.

His horse-stepping formation had an element of performance, and the range of his movements was slightly larger, as if he had pulled a muscle.

In other words, after roughly touching his thigh, he thought wrong.

He has no muscles at all.

"Nothing. Sir Huang, it seems that your qualifications are quite good. You are the best candidate for Invincible Hot Wheels, but not for cutting your feet."

Quickly bringing the topic back on track, Zhou Xiaoxing glanced at Yan Zhen. By chance, he sat down and started chatting with the fruit boss, holding a half-peeled banana in one hand and a bit into it in the other.

Apple.

This social power...

Completely different from the person he met.

Forget it, as long as Yan Zhen doesn't mean to be anxious, he can talk to Sir Huang more.

"Actually..."

He also wanted to learn the Invincible Hot Wheels and gain power, but Huang Bingyao never spoke.

Let’s first take a look at the power of Invincible Knife Knife.

People can't be too greedy.

Although he just wants to eat from the bowl and watch what's in the pot, he has to take his time in everything.

"Actually?"

Zhou Xiaoxing has already recalled in Zhou Xiaoxing's mind the lines used by Huang Sir in his previous life to explain the invincible twisting and cutting of feet in the movie. Although he could not reproduce the original words word for word, he still remembered the essence of the meaning. It was at this time that Huang Sir showed a troubled look.

"No, I didn't say anything."

Zhou Xiaoxing squatted down slightly. He was a head taller than Huang Sir. Out of respect and to make sure that the latter was hiding nothing from him, he looked at him carefully for several seconds with his eyes.

With all due respect, he didn't notice that the face that was rounder than the moon was devoid of any emotion.

Not wanting to waste too much time, Zhou Xiaoxing is about to start teaching people martial arts.

His heart beat a little faster, remembering the fatal leg-cutting of Huang Sir, a famous figure in the history of Hong Kong TV...

Waiting for the formation, he then remembered that the martial arts that Huang Sir was most proud of was not the invincible leg-cutting technique, but...

This...

Although the invincible scissors sounds sharper than the deadly ones, but...

I'm too lazy to think about it, so I'll hand it in first and then talk about it.

The name can be changed again.

"Sir Huang, listen carefully..."

Hmm?

Huang Bingyao pulled Zhou Xiaoxing's gesticulating hand and looked at it with suspicion.

"Zhou Sheng, don't you demonstrate it yourself?"

In the movie, the apprentices in the martial arts hall are not all taught by the master and they learn the same move. Here is an explanation...

I’m afraid he’s watched too many movies!

"Sir Huang, this move is either the Invincible Knife Knife, or it is specially prepared for you, just like the Invincible Hot Wheels was born for the Ghost King Da. With your wisdom, you will understand after listening to it once."

I just don’t want to demonstrate it myself.

Don’t get me wrong, it’s not that he doesn’t know how to do it, he’s just too lazy to move.

This street is full of people and traffic, and if he is not lucky, it will be bad if he hurts someone.

Huang Bingyao nodded thoughtfully.

"Besides, this is on the street. You can't just ignore everything and start practicing after yelling."

When it comes to reasoning, Zhou Xiaoxing is professional.

"That's right, if it causes casualties and alerts the nearby guys..."

Seeing Huang Bingyao slowly trying to figure it out, Zhou Xiaoxing echoed a few words, and then solemnly began to talk about the essence of invincible foot-cutting.

"Invincible Kung Fu, as the name suggests, is a martial art that extremely tests leg skills. It is a grappling martial art used to subjugate the opponent. It is mainly used for self-defense and defeating the enemy."

This was so grandly said that Zhou Xiaoxing straightened her spine unconsciously.

Huang Bingyao listened carefully and nodded vigorously from time to time.

If he had a notebook and a pen in his hands, he would probably take notes and remember to fly.

Although Sir Huang doesn’t look like someone who can write with a pen.

"This Kung Fu is very easy to learn. Listen carefully, you just need to fly up in the air, make a scissor shape with your legs, look at the right moment, and clamp the opponent's vital parts, mostly the neck, and then...

”

Zhou Xiaoxing's right index finger and middle finger opened slightly and quickly closed them, just like a pair of scissors cutting the air in half.

Awesome!

Need to learn.

"Is it that simple?"

It doesn't sound difficult, but in practice...

He knew it as soon as he heard it, recognized it as soon as he saw it, and made mistakes as soon as he did it. He had seen many examples in the mission station.
To be continued...