Zhihao thought of a good place, that is, the small pine forest. It was a place where Zhihao and Yuting often went, and they visited once not long ago. Yuting had returned to her hometown. How is Sister Ting doing in her hometown? Now
On the contrary, he was not as comfortable as before. Zhihao secretly smiled bitterly. Since he promised others something, he had to bite the bullet and do it well.
Xiaosonglin arrived in a blink of an eye. Now Zhihao's driving skills are proficient. He left the city and got on the highway, driving fast all the way.
Miss Long got out of the car and walked slowly in the small pine forest. Zhihao followed behind, keeping a few meters away, neither far nor close, never leaving. When Zhihao got out of the car, he looked around with his peripheral vision. There was nothing.
The few people there were all elderly people or lovers taking a leisurely walk, so I felt relieved.
Miss Long walked back and forth, and Zhihao followed back and forth. Miss Long showed neither excitement nor depression, and Zhihao showed no expression at all. In Zhihao's own words, he and a servant
There is no difference between people, it's just that they don't carry bags to wait on them.
Miss Long finally stood by a lawn, having been walking for nearly an hour. The sunlight was fading, and the golden light shone on Miss Long's fair and delicate face, making her look even more petite and delicate.
"Practice with me." Miss Long suddenly said to Zhihao who was not far behind.
Practice? Zhihao couldn't believe his ears. What does practice mean? Has Miss Long also practiced? But I have never heard Mr. Long say it.
"Practice and fight." Seeing Zhihao's hesitation, Miss Long added.
Only then did Zhihao realize that Miss Long wanted to try her skills.
This puts Zhihao in a difficult position. Miss Long is a golden girl, so delicate. What if he loses the weight of his hand and hurts Miss Long? While he was hesitating, Miss Long’s fists and kicks had already arrived in front of Zhihao, and his movements were very strange.
The speed was beyond Zhihao's expectation.
Zhihao did not dare to be careless and hurriedly avoided.
It was beyond Zhihao's expectation. Miss Long's attack was so different from her delicate body. Zhihao could see that Miss Long had been trained and it was not a one-day achievement.
But Zhihao was still in trouble. He just dodged blindly and didn't dare to fight with fists and kicks. Zhihao recalled several experiences of encountering gangsters. He only passively resisted, but the gang suffered a lot. Could it be that his fists and kicks were used by others?
, is it really so powerful?
Zhihao dodges and dodges, even if Miss Long's fists and kicks are used on himself. Zhihao's kindness is once again fully revealed. Yes, how can Miss Long's delicate thin arms and legs withstand this?
Aiming to fight on his own? Zhihao knew that if Miss Long broke her arms and legs during this playful sparring, then his bodyguard would be treated as a joke.
Big joke.
At the very least, I couldn't explain to Mr. Long that I was acting as a bodyguard, but I hurt Miss Long.
Zhihao was still dodging, but Miss Long was attacking, and her attack was very fierce.
Zhihao slowly calmed down and gradually saw some skills. Miss Long's fighting moves looked familiar. Zhihao suddenly remembered that this was a disciple brought by coach Xu Dongsheng. He must be like this. The skills were quite familiar. Zhihao secretly thought
With a smile and familiarity with the road, Miss Long's attacks were resolved one by one.
Zhihao relaxed completely, and while neutralizing Miss Long's attack, he recalled a passage in "Internal Skills and Mental Techniques", "...When encountering hostility, you should take the first step. When the Qi is calm, the mind will be at ease, and when the mind is at ease, the mind will be there, and the mind will be there.
When internal strength leads to wilting..., if you regard urgency as slowness and movement as stillness, your opponent will become weak and weak..."
It is said that Zhihao took Miss Long for a walk in the pine forest, and Miss Long suddenly proposed to challenge Zhihao. Miss Long made a sharp attack, but Zhihao parried quickly. Gradually, Zhihao figured out Miss Long's tricks and became more comfortable with her.
Zhihao thought of a passage in "Internal Strength and Mental Techniques" and slowly concentrated his thoughts. He suddenly felt that his body was as light as a swallow and his movements were agile. Looking at Miss Long's movements again, they were not as quick as before. In Zhihao's eyes, they were simply
Like slow motion.
Zhihao secretly marveled.
Since the opponent's movements have slowed down, why don't you touch her with fists and feet? Otherwise, when Miss Long sees that she is avoiding her, she thinks that she has no skills at all? Besides, this makes Miss Long feel unsatisfied and disrespectful.
With this thought in mind, his opponent Zhihao first avoided the sharp edge of Miss Long's fists and kicks, and then gently neutralized her power.
In this way, the two of them started fighting each other. Although Zhihao was still parrying, he was no longer as embarrassed as before. Zhihao was secretly happy that his strength did not require blindly charging and attacking. It turned out that he could use it freely, instead of being strong.
It is hard when it is necessary and soft when it is necessary. As the saying goes, the combination of hardness and softness is the superior kung fu.
Zhihao sparred with Miss Long for a while. Seeing that Miss Long's face was already rosy, he wanted to stop. Miss Long just hit her with a pink punch. Zhihao deliberately slowed down his movements. Miss Long's
A fist hit Zhihao on the shoulder, followed by a kick. Zhihao fell to the ground.
"Miss Long is indeed as good as a woman and has extraordinary skills." Zhihao got up, complimented her casually, and walked out of the lawn.
"Let's go back. I'll go to class tomorrow, so you don't have to follow me." Miss Long looked at Zhihao and smiled.
Miss Long's smile, if you don't observe carefully, is not easy to feel. It clearly means that the bodyguard hired by dad is like this. How can this be hidden from Zhihao's eyes, and Zhihao suddenly feels a kind of pride growing in his heart
, Unconsciously, his thoughts concentrated, and a strong force fell downwards. Zhihao was startled, and the stone slab under his feet made a slight cracking sound.
Zhihao smiled slightly and said, "Let's go back." After saying that, he turned around and walked a few steps, but found that Miss Long had not followed him. When he looked back, he saw Miss Long looking at the place where he had just stood in a daze.
"Miss Long, let's go. It's getting late and it's getting dark." Zhihao whispered.
Miss Long still stood still, her thin and curved eyebrows slightly furrowed, and she looked at Zhihao blankly, "You didn't try your best."
"Let's go back." Zhihao smiled slightly and changed the subject.
"No, practice again, you must try your best." Miss Long's cherry lips pursed slightly.
This reminded Zhihao of Mr. Long’s words. Miss Long was indeed stubborn. Zhihao had no choice but to return to the lawn. It seemed that if he didn’t show his hands, Miss Long would not only be dissatisfied, but also think he looked down on her?
"Let's attack." Zhihao stood still on the lawn and whispered.
"Okay." Miss Long responded, and quickly used her fists and kicks to force Zhihao. Zhihao nodded secretly. With Miss Long's skill, it is estimated that half of the men might not be able to take advantage of him at all.
Zhihao's arms became abnormally soft, and he protected them tightly. Miss Long's fists and kicks were all turned away one by one. After a few rounds, Miss Long's kick happened to fly towards her, and her posture was quite graceful. Zhihao smiled slightly, and kicked out with his left hand.
The hook has firmly locked Miss Long's ankle, and with a gentle pull, Miss Long has lost her center of gravity, and is holding up her right arm... Zhihao secretly screamed.
Zhihao just wanted to let Miss Long fall to the ground gently, but he didn't expect that he still didn't have the right strength. He lifted and pushed his right arm, and the force was exerted on Miss Long's slender waist and legs, but Miss Long didn't react in any way.
Fly out diagonally.
Did he really have such magical power? Zhihao couldn't believe his eyes.
Miss Long had already taken off, and without any time to think, Zhihao subconsciously flew up and pounced on Miss Long. The moment Miss Long landed, Zhihao's body came into contact with Miss Long's tender waist, and then the two of them fell to the ground.
