Yin Yijie hesitated for a moment and said, "Ke'er, you and mom go apply some medicine and I'll be fine in a moment, eh?"
Speaking of which, I guessed that the fight he had today was serious. I nodded and tried my best to behave appropriately. I didn't complain or encourage him, I just let him be.
Tan Baoming suddenly jumped over with a gun and said with a smile: "Wow, little sister, that move you just made was so cool! Come on, I'll teach you a few more moves. Young Master Yin won't be able to drag you in casually in the future.
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I shook my head and said with a slight smile: "You are very powerful, I am not good at all."
While talking, Tan Baoming and I left the battle circle. Liao Liang had already brought out the medicine, and immediately gave me the medicine under the gaze of a strong man.[
However, I just laughed a few words and everyone no longer thought anything of it.
Tan Baoming looked at me and asked: "How is it? Is it great? Do you want to take a photo?"
I quickly shook my head, it wasn't that exaggerated, but if I rubbed it a little bit and ended up taking pictures, then my mother-in-law would be too good at ruining the atmosphere.
After cleaning up briefly, seeing that Tan Baoming was in a hurry, I had no choice but to come over with her to watch Yin Yijie compete with Tan Tianyi.
There was a big circle on the beach, and everyone who had nothing to do was gathered around.
In the middle of the circle, Yin Yijie and Tan Tianjian were punching and kicking back and forth. Sometimes they were so fast that they couldn't see anyone, only two shadows were seen flashing back and forth.
As expected, the two of them had a great time playing without my interference.
Yin Yijie's body shape is slightly smaller, so he is obviously biased towards the traditional Chinese martial arts style, focusing on dexterity.
But Tan Tianyi is not only obviously superior in size and strength, but also very flexible in body. Whether attacking or defending, he has a certain degree of relaxation.
"Okay!" A group of people applauded randomly, not knowing who was good and who was better.
The setting sun was shining brightly, and those strong men all had red faces, typical of watching a football match, more engaged in watching than in playing!
"Evenly matched!" Brother Twelve happened to be standing next to us and said gently.
"I didn't expect that." Aaron touched his chin, glanced at us, and then turned back to the circle.
Judging from what he meant, he probably didn't expect Yin Yijie to be so good at fighting.