Meng Xiaoan and Qingtong came to the place of training again. This time, to Meng Xiaoan's expectation, Qingtong did not call the wolves to fight against Meng Xiaoan, but asked Meng Xiaoan to fight with her, using both hands and kicks.
In other words, Bronze only needs one foot. Meng Xiaoan is not angry at being despised. The fact is the fact. In his heart, the master can only be described as looking up to him.
Bronze said: "Use all your strength to fight me."
Meng Xiaoan looked at his master, thinking that it wasn't that he couldn't beat him, but that it would be very shameful for him to knock him down with a kick. He was a big man after all. Meng Xiaoan nodded, and then
With a loud shout, he took out the trace of killing people and started fighting with Bronze. Bronze showed no mercy. Soon, Meng Xiaoan suffered a lot, but it was nothing serious. The bronze figure was too ghostly, which made
Meng Xiaoan couldn't catch him. Naturally, there was no concise and powerful attack. Every time he was about to hit the master, the master would move away with a whoosh, always missing the heat, which made Meng Xiaoan very angry.
I wish I had a few pairs of feet. Bronze used his right foot, always touching it at the weirdest angle. After a while, there were a few more footprints on Meng Xiaoan's face. Fortunately, Bronze didn't attack so harshly, otherwise his teeth would fly all over the sky.
, Meng Xiaoan suddenly calmed down and looked at Bronze. This time, he was no longer eager to attack before but was looking at Bronze steadily.
As a result, Bronze did not dare to attack rashly.
"You finally see through it."
Meng Xiaoan's hesitant expression said: "I find that every time Master avoids my fist style, it seems that he is predicting the future, so now I let Master attack first."
Bronze said: "One of the most striking features of this set of steps is to strike from behind. You are right, I can avoid the wind of fists, feet, and even a little bit of wind. It is called swinging willows in the wind. Have you seen it in Jianghe
The willow branches on the side? When the wind blows, the willow branches always move with the wind."
Meng Xiaoan figured it out, and it turned out to be like this, and said: "What if I don't have the wind?"
"Then this set of footwork loses its effectiveness." Bronze said, "But now you don't have this ability."
"Pay attention to my footwork. What you have to learn now is this set of footwork." Bronze's feet made a thumping sound on the ground. Her movements were very slow, so that Meng Xiaoan could see clearly.
After finishing the footwork, Bronze said: "Just look at the footprints on the ground."
Meng Xiaoan took a look and swallowed his saliva. There were many more footprints on the ground, which were three centimeters deep. Those footprints were extremely weird.
"You can follow my footsteps and train."
Meng Xiaoan was very happy. With this set of swinging willows in the wind, it was not very good. Meng Xiaoan trained there for two hours alone. The more he learned, the more interested he became, and he quickly mastered the essentials of footwork.
, in fact, this set of footwork mainly depends on the strength of the opponent, whether there is a wind direction when punching or kicking, so that it can be completely avoided.
"Come with me again now." Bronze said.
Meng Xiaoan's mouth had a deep smile. He was very smart and did not attack first this time. Instead, the old monk waited for his master to attack.
He wanted to test if the master had reached the point where he would punch and kick without having any fighting style?
Bronze smiled, and instantly arrived in front of Meng Xiaoan, kicking Meng Xiaoan's chest with his right foot.
Meng Xiaoan keenly felt that the master's kick was not his chest, but his shoulder. Sure enough, the direction of Bronze's kick changed, and it swept towards Meng Xiaoan's shoulder in an instant. Meng Xiaoan did not use the wind swing to dodge.
, but took a step back, first dodging the attack, and then suddenly hitting Bronze's right cheek with his fist. Bronze's eyes narrowed, and his right foot turned ninety degrees. With a bang, Meng Xiaoan
The fist and the bronze foot collided together.
Meng Xiaoan suddenly raised his right foot quickly and pressed his knee against Bronze's lower abdomen.
