"Okay! The brother of the Yang family is good at using this trick to get his heart out of his heart!"

"Haha! Gao's cousin is also good at using this trick of Gao Tanma!"

"Brother Cao's family, use the Huhu style to attack him from the plate!" Zhang Junping was drinking and eating skewers and watching the show, and was still yelling and pointing around.

"Boan, receive the wine!" Cao Xi shouted loudly and threw the wine jar in his hand to Zhang Junping.

The wine jar hit Zhang Junping quickly.

Zhang Junping was calm and calm. He went to the wine jar with one hand, and did not forget to stuff a skewer into his mouth with the other hand. In a flash, the wine jar flew to Zhang Junping's head. Zhang Junping blocked with one hand and held it up. As his wrist turned, the wine jar fell steadily in his hand.

"Okay!" Gao Zunfu and the other two were all people who knew the goods. Seeing Zhang Junpingliang's move, they immediately shouted loudly.

"Did Bo'an just used Tai Chi?" Cao Xi asked intentionally.

"That's right! This is an application of Tai Chi Yunshou!" Zhang Junping raised his head and took a sip of wine, laughed and threw the wine jar back to Cao Xi.

With this episode, Gao Zunfu and the other two stopped fighting and competition. They went to the stone table and each carried a jar of wine, drank and skewers.

"This yard cannot be used, so I drink first today and I will definitely have a discussion with Bo'an another day!" Cao Xi is a martial arts fanatic. When he saw the exquisiteness of Tai Chi, he felt itchy.

"Why do you need another day? Agui, bring the stove to the backyard martial arts field! We drink and eat meat while competing for fists and feet!" After several big mouthfuls of wine, Zhang Junping also brought the wine and laughed loudly when he heard this.

"It's so good! Those literati and poets are particular about reciting poems and writing. We martial artists naturally have to dance to play fists, feet, sticks and sticks to cheer up!" Yang Wenguang had long thought of competing with Zhang Junping again. At this time, after hearing Zhang Junping's words, he was immediately happy.

"Haha! Brother Wenguang is right! We martial artists judge heroes by fists and feet, and it is better to have a fight and drink!" Gao Zunfu also laughed and agreed to Zhang Junping's suggestion.

A group of four people carried wine and meat skewers, and Zhang Gui brought his servants to the backyard martial arts performance venue with a barbecue grill.

"Boan, you and my brothers will compete first!" As soon as they arrived at the backyard martial arts venue, Cao Xi couldn't wait to challenge Zhang Junping.

"Okay! How to compete?" Zhang Junping asked loudly without fear.

"The sword has no eyes, and you and I have also drunk wine. If you accidentally hurt someone, it will be bad! Let's compete for fist and foot skills!"

"So great!" Zhang Junping put down the wine jar, walked to the venue first, and made a Tai Chi starting style.

"Haha!" Cao Xi laughed and followed Zhang Junping to the middle of the martial arts field, posing a starting posture of Taizu's long fist.

Zhang Junping stood opposite Cao Xi with a calm and gentle look, his eyes usually on Cao Xi.

Cao Xi is not the rookies who have never been on the battlefield in front of the Imperial Guards Hall. He stood in front of Zhang Junping and did not move. Zhang Junping felt as if he was being targeted by a hungry wolf.

"Kill!" Seeing that Zhang Junping was still moving, Cao Xi stopped confronting each other. He shouted loudly and a rushing gun hammer hit Zhang Junping.

Tai Chi emphasizes the need to come later, and slow to hit fast.

Zhang Junping was not panicked and raised his hand to block it. He used the essence of Tai Chi to capture the tail of the bird. He blocked Cao Xi's fist and pulled out his legs. If Cao Xi's lower plate was unstable and the balance was lost under Zhang Junping's block and one hindrance, then the leg under his feet could turn Cao Xi to the ground.

As for the same sentence, Cao Xi is not Yang Wenguang, Gao Zunfu and others who have never been to the battlefield. They have followed their father to guard the border since childhood and beat several people in the crowd of dead people. How could Zhang Junping lose his balance so easily?

Cao Xi was calm and sank his waist to resist Zhang Junping's traction force, and at the same time raised his legs to face Zhang Junping's kick.

It was fast to say that, Zhang Junping and Cao Xi fought back and forth for more than a dozen rounds, without a chance of winning or losing.

There was a faint smile on the corner of Zhang Junping's mouth, and his face remained calm. On the other hand, Cao Xi was depressed. It was not that he could not beat Zhang Junping. It was the first time he had encountered such boxing skills. Fighting with Zhang Junping, it was like punching in a quagmire area. He had only enough strength to do so.

It should be said that all the hard bridge and hard horse skills will feel this way when encountering Tai Chi. Every time you punch, it is like hitting cotton. But if you think Tai Tai Chi is soft, it will be miserable. Tai Chi just follows the trend and uses force to hit the force. If you don’t pay attention, you will lose balance.

Fighting competitions, especially fighting with life, as long as you lose balance, it is basically not far from losing your life.

"I won't hit you anymore, I won't hit you anymore! This punch is so depressed!" Cao Xi became more and more depressed as he grows. He simply retreats back and stops competing with Zhang Junping.

"Boan, your punch is really a scoundrel! It looks like a woman, soft, but after hitting it, I realized that you are a tigressive tigress!"

"Haha! Brother Cao, this is the reason why you have encountered it for the first time. You are not used to the routine of Tai Chi. Tai Chi emphasizes the purpose of using stillness to control movement, using softness to overcome hardness, avoiding the real and becoming weak, leveraging the force to exert force, following others, and being stagnant. As soon as you come up, you fall into my rhythm, and naturally the bigger you get, the more uncomfortable you feel." Zhang Junping clasped his fists and smiled.

"I'll try it!" Yang Wenguang, who had been unable to bear it for a long time, saw that Cao Xi would no longer fight, and couldn't wait to jump into the martial arts field.

Yang Wenguang may not be worse than Cao Xi's martial arts, but he is much worse than Cao Xi's experience in fighting on the battlefield and his decision to deal with problems in times of crisis.

Zhang Junping intentionally gave in. The two of them fought for more than 30 rounds, and Yang Wenguang also jumped out of the battlefield, "I won't fight anymore, I won't fight anymore! I'm so frustrated when I fight Bo'an!"

"Haha! Drink, drink!" Zhang Junping laughed and greeted them with a drink.

Gao Zunfu did not mention fighting with Zhang Junping. He just saw that he was looking for abuse when he went up, not much better than Yang Wenguang, Cao Xi and the others.

Gao Zunfu asked about the wine, "Boan, when will your winery be opened? After drinking your wine today, the so-called fine wines at home are really hard to eat!"

Zhang Junping laughed secretly, Gao's cousin is really a good person! He was worried about how to mention this matter, so he took the initiative to bring the topic to this.

"How do you feel about this wine, three brothers?"

"Enough! This is the wine that men drink!"

"Compared with this wine, the wine I used to drink is simply water!"

"Haha! This is the drink of a god. When the gods get drunk, you will know what a man drinks!" Zhang Junping smiled.

"There are better delicious gods and drunks?"

"You will know by the name. Gods are drunk, and Gods are drunk even if they drink it! Bo'an, when will you get drunk?
Chapter completed!