Seeing Li Mochou's moves, he gradually calmed down everywhere. Xiao Yao and Hong Lingbo couldn't help but look at each other, but they both saw the shock and shock in each other's eyes. Hong Lingbo knew that his master was very skilled in martial arts. Not only was he proficient in the Red Palm and Sanwu Sanwu Hands, but he also had the secret weapons such as the Ice Soul Silver Needle that were blood-sealed and mysterious. But these were all extremely profound martial arts after all, and they were not weak in power. Li Mochou used too much, so Hong Lingbo naturally thought that the martial arts itself was powerful.

Instead, he ignored Li Mochou's own skills. However, his master had just used a set of Yuanyang Fist as himself, but the effect was very different from her own use. Only then did he realize that his master's own efforts were never underestimated. After Xiao Yao saw Li Mochou's move, although he couldn't understand why the same fist and two different people had such a world of difference, if he talked about the power, even Xiao Yao had to admit that Li Mochou was better.

Seeing Xiao Yao and Hong Lingbo stunned, Li Mochou snorted faintly, then sat back next to the pile of scriptures, picked up a secret book that he had not finished reading, and then read it. After Li Mochou took action on Hong Lingbo, he was also worried. Thinking back on the lesson that his master had just learned, he was really enlightened and his mind was trembling, so he planned to practice hard and improve his martial arts. However, teaching Xiao Yao to practice martial arts is also an urgent task and cannot be pushed. On the one hand, it is to improve his martial arts skills, and he can repay his master's kindness, comfort his master's heart, and strengthen himself, and establish a martial arts world; But on the other hand, it is to teach Xiao Yao's martial arts skills and take him into the martial arts world. These two things were tormented and turned in Hong Lingbo's mind. After a long time, she finally said to Xiao Yao: "I will fight again this time, you must see it clearly and remember it."

Xiao Yao remembered Hong Lingbo's fascinating figure before, and couldn't help but yearn for it and nodded in agreement.

However, as soon as Hong Lingbo's body moved, Xiao Yao could see something strange. Compared to his previous agile figure and crisp fists, when Hong Lingbo punched the Yuanyang Fist again, he was completely gone from the mysterious beauty that could make people intoxicated before. Instead, he also brought the cruel and sinister way that Li Mochou made the move just now. Xiao Yao looked at the dust flying leaves that were not as powerful as Li Mochou, who were still quite imposing, and felt lost in his heart.

"Huhuhuhuhu", with the sharp wind trembling on Xiao Yao's eardrums, the moves of the Yuanyang Fist also left an impression on Xiao Yao's brain. Without Hong Lingbo's lyrical and freehand style like painting, Xiao Yao was not in the mood to appreciate it anymore, so he put all his body and mind on memory moves, and he did not pay much attention to Hong Lingbo himself.

After about a meal, the set of mandarin duck fist was finally finished again. The fist moves were settled, and the ferocious expression on Hong Lingbo's face slowly faded away. The heart was determined, and the fist reflected the heart's voice. Hong Lingbo's punching moves were fierce and destined. If there was really someone in front of him, he would have died tragically in front of Hong Lingbo. She attacked like a storm. Although the power was powerful, she could naturally defeat the enemy when she was in the enemy, but Hong Ling

Bo himself had no joy in his heart. After she finished the Yuanyang Fist, she did not go directly to Xiao Yao and asked him what he remembered like before. Instead, she walked silently to a place far away from Xiao Yao and sat down to rest. Seeing that Hong Lingbo neither spoke to him nor approached him, Xiao Yao understood the reason after thinking for a moment. After thinking for a while, he walked to Hong Lingbo and said, "Come to come and watch me fight, see if I'm right."

When Hong Lingbo heard Xiao Yao say this, he was delighted. He knew that he didn't care about his fierce expression just now. He nodded immediately and followed Xiao Yao to the open space to see him practice boxing. But thinking that Xiao Yao did not know how to do martial arts, he should focus on practicing martial arts skills first, so he said, "You should practice the leg techniques of this Yuanyang Fist first."

Hearing Hong Lingbo say this, Xiao Yao gestured with moves according to the memory in his mind. When she saw Li Mochou and Hong Lingbo play this set of fists, although the power and momentum were very different, the moves of the two were very coherent and did not drag on them. Unexpectedly, when Xiao Yao started practicing martial arts in person, he realized how difficult it was.

Although this underground palace mandarin duck fist is called boxing moves, it is used as a metaphor to show that the essence of it is actually above the leg method. As the saying goes, "The hand is two doors, and the legs are all based on the legs to win", this underground palace mandarin duck fist is exactly like this. It contains twelve rounds of mandarin duck legs, namely "the servant body is a regular stud legs", "the chain is a clever hang of backward legs", "the whole beating lotus and big cut legs", "the mandarin duck swings his hands and slams his legs", "the mandarin duck spreads his wings and pushes the boat legs", "the mandarin duck spreads his wings and pushes the boat legs", "the mandarin duck jade rings hangs the moon legs", "the mandarin ducks pull the beams and change columns to connect the sky legs", "the mandarin ducks hit their bones and sharp legs", "the mandarin ducks stoop their bones and stumbles their legs", "the mandarin ducks stoop their legs", "turn around and swipe their hands and points their legs" and "the mandarin ducks stumble their legs" and "the mandarin ducks stumble their legs" and "the mandarin ducks stumble their legs" and "the mandarin ducks stumble their legs" just now, the dust that Hong Lingbo and Li Mochou brought up just now is the effect of using these leg methods.

When Xiao Yao stood aside, he thought that the twelve steps of mandarin duck legs were quite simple. He either flipped, kicked, or kicked, and the changes did not seem to be complicated. When Hong Lingbo used the first move to hit the regular leg, he seemed to be his body reversed, supported the ground with his hands, and then his head and neck sank slightly, and his whole body was as strong as a spring, and then his feet were from bottom to top like fists, and he beat them straight. This was the first move of mandarin duck legs. After Xiao Yao recalled clearly in his mind, his body wanted to leap into the air like Hong Lingbo, and then when his body landed on the ground, he took this move. Unexpectedly, Xiao Yao had just learned from Hong Lingbo's appearance, and his legs were used to force him, and his body was stretched upwards and spread across the air. Before he could reach out to support the ground, he could only hear a heavy "plop" sound, and Xiao Yao was already leaning heavily on the ground like a big cake.

After falling hard, Xiao Yao grinned in pain, and Hong Lingbo was frightened. She had been practicing martial arts for many years, and Xiao Yao had just flew up in the air. Hong Lingbo had already seen that his body was stiff after leaping up, his hands and feet were trapped, and his body was even more disorganized. It was as if he had thrown himself up and then patted him on the ground. Seeing Xiao Yao grinning with his stomach soreness, Hong Lingbo hurried forward to check.

At this moment, the two of them suddenly heard Li Mochou laugh. After a moment, they heard her say, "Xiao Yao, if you can learn this set of Yuanyang Fist in your life, and just moves, not counting the various changes in them, it will be your luck. As long as you can learn, I will willingly worship you as your teacher." After that, he laughed again.

Li Mochou is a beautiful and pretty woman. When people who don’t know see her, most people will think she is a rich lady with hair and practice. Looking at her smile at this time, her eyes are really like a flower, and she is so charming that she is really a sunken fish and geese, and she is ashamed of the moon. But when Xiao Yao saw her giggling, she not only had no mercy in her heart, but a flame suddenly ignited in her heart. But in just a moment, Xiao Yao calmed down again. The world she is in now is not the same world as before. In this world, she is neither rich

The young master of the family is not a high-ranking official in the court. If it weren't for the rescue of Li Mochou's master and disciple, I'd be afraid that he had already turned into a piece of loess. Now that he is in the martial arts world, he should understand that everyone in the world regards martial arts as the most respectful and strength is the most important. Now, let alone Li Mochou just mocks him, even if she wants to do something even more shameful, she can only compromise before her martial arts skills are inferior to her. However, as long as her martial arts skills surpass her, she will no longer be able to bear these cowards and will be more superior to her and repay her today's shame.

Thinking of this, Xiao Yao gritted his teeth and said, "Disciple is ignorant, please give me advice."

Li Mochou snorted contemptuously and asked, "How old are you this year?"

Xiao Yao was stunned and said, "I am twenty years old."

Li Mochou said, "You are twenty years old but have never practiced any martial arts. Then the muscles, veins and bones on your body must have been fixed, and there is no reason to reverse and softness. The world's martial arts and hard cultivation are indeed true, but if you are a tree stump, even if you have been practicing for a thousand years and ten thousand years, it will still be just a hard and wooden stump. Your physical qualifications are extremely poor, like a piece of rotten wood. Not to mention being a master, even those old guys from the Southern Emperor, the North Beggar, the East Evil and the West Poison, will come to teach you, and the result will be the same. The rotten wood cannot be carved. Don't be foolish, practice thunderbolt boxing, and be a martial arts master, ah, hahaha."

Hearing Li Mochou's words, Xiao Yao looked at Hong Lingbo half-believingly. Although he knew that Li Mochou had no need to deceive him, he still did not dare or did not want to believe it, but insisted that Hong Lingbo give him an answer. Hong Lingbo saw Xiao Yao looking at him and knew that his master's words hurt his heart. Although everything his master said was true, Hong Lingbo didn't know how to explain to Xiao Yao. Naturally, she couldn't bear to watch Xiao Yao sad, but she couldn't do it even if she asked her to lie and deceive others. At the moment, she could only look at Xiao Yao's eyes, and the hesitation and wandering in her eyes were revealed.

When Xiao Yao saw Hong Lingbo's evasive eyes, he immediately understood. He climbed up from the ground expressionlessly, patted the dust on his body, and sat aside without a sound. He held a branch in his hand, but his eyes were straight at the mountains and valleys across the river, and the green wood vanilla was intent. Suddenly, the branch in Xiao Yao's hand made a crisp "pop" sound and broke in response. It turned out that Xiao Yao had already squeezed it into a small wooden stick about one inch per inch. Hong Lingbo, who was sitting beside him, saw him pinching the broken wooden stick, but he smiled faintly on his face. He didn't know how to comfort him, so he could only sit with him.

During this day, Xiao Yao never said a word. Although there was still a faint smile on his face as usual, Hong Lingbo could feel that the smile was not warm at all. Li Mochou was still reading the secret martial arts poems calmly, without taking Xiao Yao seriously at all.
Chapter completed!