Marquis Wu sent Zhuge Dali to visit the old heavenly master

"So now let's relax and enjoy a fight video."

As he said that, Meng projected the picture on the computer screen onto a white wall prepared in advance.

Everyone looked up and saw a young man in Taoist robes fighting Meng Lang in the picture. Both of them moved very slowly.

"What I'm showing you now is the edited clip that I vigorously captured with a high-definition surveillance camera yesterday when I fought against the Taoist priest of Wudang."

"Because some parts of this video involve confidentiality, I made some deletions."

"What you see here is the video of Wang Daochang and I fighting in pure martial arts. Let's interpret it at ten times slower speed."

With that said, Meng Lang took out a teaching stick out of nowhere, and pointed at Wang Ye's movements on the screen while giving a "professional explanation":

"Don't pay attention to my existence in the video, and concentrate on interpreting Wang Daochang's response."

"Because of my provocation before, Daoist Wang was a bit over the top, but even so, his offensive method is still perfect."

"Look here! The right fist moved forward, moved forward and beat his hand. He used a half-empty and half-real stepping method in his indomitable progress, and his strength was about to come out but not out."

"Then he used his left hand to turn his power into a yin, and used a trick... Well, I don't know this trick, let's call it the magic power of love and circle around, anyway, the name is not important."

"Next, look at this is the ball-holding pose. He didn't care whether I counterattacked or not, and he used the standard Wudang Taiji starting move. The move is neither rush nor impatient, and the attack and defense are integrated."

Meng Lang looked at the three little pigs, and persuaded him earnestly, "Before you don't know the opponent's true strength, don't attack blindly. Otherwise, if you encounter an enemy much stronger than you, you will die on the spot like just now."

"Look at you guys, how did you deal with it when you saw that I was fast and couldn't get close to me? Hold the pipa in your hand, step up and step on your palm, and use your defense to hit me directly!"

"In this way, no matter how unexpected my counterattack is, he will have enough time to respond."

"Look at what you guys did just now? Don't believe that you will lose if you hesitate. In the actual combat circle, being blind and decisive is nothing..."

"Jia Zhengliang, why are you laughing! With your performance just now, you still have the nerve to laugh at others? The throwing knife is careless, are you practicing the compassionate sword technique?"

"Look at Daoist Wang's actual combat tactics."

"Because I have turned into a phantom here, he can't tell which of the enemies on the left and right is real and which is fake, so he directly hits the wild horse with its mane and the white crane's wings at the same time, and at the same time stands up from the virtual step into a horse's step. Take precautions against both directions."

Speaking of this, Meng Lang suddenly put down what he was at hand, walked over and knocked Zhuge Meng, who was not listening well, and said angrily:

"Do you think that your Zhuge family learned Bajiquan, and Taiji's fighting skills are of little use to you?"

The little girl snorted and turned her head to look aside. Although she didn't agree clearly, she clearly meant that.

Meng Lang was not annoyed when he saw this, he smiled and looked at Zhuge Dali, who was listening carefully and taking notes, and asked:

"Dali, did Xiaomeng really come out of your Xueba Village? Why do I feel like she's not very smart?"

The little girl responded calmly: "First of all, there is no such strange term as Xueba Village."

"Secondly, even if it is a Xueba Village, it doesn't mean that everyone is a Xueba. For example, Cousin Ah Qing's academic performance is not very good. When he transferred to your school, he only got in through a good way."

"Sexy! I just said why the stinky fox never pays attention to the girls who invite him to study together. It turns out that he is a scumbag! How is Xiaomeng's grades?"

"Worse than Cousin Ah Qing!"

"I just said, how can the people in Xueba Village be so simple..."

"You guys are enough!" Seeing the two teasing herself, Zhuge Meng interrupted angrily with a puffy face, "If you have something to say, just tell me, don't sing along!"

"Hmph!! Dali, you really forgot about your natal family when you got a man, and actually helped outsiders bully your aunt!"

"Uh..." The little girl and Meng blushed at the same time.

Fortunately, Meng Lang was thick-skinned enough, so he changed the subject bluntly when he heard the words, "Okay, let's skip the part just now."

"Next, don't resist. I'll show you the secret method. In my cognitive simulation, the result of the competition between the king and your instructor Hu."

As he spoke, he lightly raised his hands, his pupils were full of divine light, and a cloud of mist rose and pulled everyone in the field into a fantasy...

What emerged from the illusion was the battle scene Meng Lang had imagined with his own vision, Hu Yifei vs. Wang Ye.

Hu Yifei, who is good at attacking, rushed straight at the beginning of the game, and the offensive was called a storm, but Wang, who is proficient in Tai Chi and has a high understanding, can always find a suitable way to respond defensively.

Since the illusion was created by Meng, he could easily let everyone understand the point he wanted to express.

For example, in a fight, whenever he is about to hit the opponent, Wang will also ensure that there is room for hitting the acupuncture points with two fingers, instead of using the more lethal single finger.

For another example, the spirit monkey shrinking body in Wudang Fuhuquan should be a dexterous step or empty step, but when responding to Hu Yifei's flick, Wang also creatively used the spirit monkey step backwards in a vigorous and bursting posture. Stepping out, barely escaped a punch that was enough to injure him severely.

Even when facing the female tyrannosaurus who was attacking more and more fiercely later, Wang, who had adapted to the fast-breaking rhythm, actually stopped the sky-filled tyrannosaurus just by relying on some tips of Tai Chi push hands combined with the ball-holding posture and the "closed like closed" Fist shadow, so he was able to persist for more than three minutes before being hit and fell to the ground when his fist and foot skills were far inferior to Hu Yifei.

Less leaning, the clouds and mist dispersed.

Seeing everyone come to their senses, Meng Lang clapped his hands and concluded:

"Everyone, I'm not exaggerating. This Wang Daoist's martial arts cultivation is far inferior to that of your Instructor Hu, but he has the confidence to face Instructor Hu without defeat for three minutes."

"Don't think it's because Tai Chi is good at defense."

"Taijiquan is indeed a combination of fighting and fighting skills, but if there is no corresponding on-the-spot performance, like you bastards who follow the scriptures, the signboard of Wudang Mountain will have been hammered to pieces!"

"Let's continue to watch the following video, Wang Daochang can play with an ordinary Wulongzhu."

"There is also this move, changing the blocking block to a block, this gun hammer changing straight punching into a spiral force, and this kicking up kick... huh?!"

A certain Meng was enthusiastically giving everyone a "king blow" in front of everyone, telling them how important it is to respond on the spot.

But in the middle of the talk, he suddenly discovered that Wang also made a covert kick yesterday when he was at a disadvantage for a long time. The target seemed to be his own asterisk. The only reason why he missed it was because Meng was moving too fast .

Seeing this, Meng Lang narrowed his eyes immediately, with a fierce look in his eyes, and slowly stretched his hands behind him...

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Chapter 74 Meng Lang: Finally, I don’t have to worry about Dali being buried by the baby

Meng, who had already stretched out his hand to make love to heaven, seemed to have thought of something again, and did not continue his actions.

Next, he signaled everyone to digest the knowledge points just now, and the second round of actual combat training will start in 5 minutes.

This made Zhuge Dali, who had been watching Meng Lang, very puzzled.

According to previous observations, the probability of Meng Lang taking out that small notebook with a strange name at this time should be more than 90.00%.

Such an abnormal behavior made Zhuge Dali suddenly feel uncomfortable. Thinking of such a huge deviation in his understanding of Meng Lang, the little girl felt as uncomfortable as if she had failed to get a full score in the exam.

Therefore, even in the following training, she would turn her head back from time to time to look at a black-hearted boss who was lying on the beach chair with his eyes closed.