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"good!"

Zhu Jiuzhen shouted loudly and swept his legs, forcing Zhang Yinling beside him to retreat.

When Zhang Yinling saw that he didn't pounce on him, she didn't move immediately. She just scratched her nose with her thumb proudly and snorted softly.

"snort!"

"Sister, your skills are good, but this time, I'm going to get serious!" Zhu Jiuzhen said loudly and proudly.

"It turns out you didn't show any real intentions just now! Then hurry up and show your real intentions, little sister!" Zhang Yinling didn't show any weakness and said with a smile.

She followed suit, with one hand in the shape of a dragon and the other in the shape of a tiger.

Zhu Jiuzhen slowly lowered his body, did a horse riding crotch position, and then said: "Are you ready?"

"Waiting for you, come over here!" Zhang Yinling said confidently.

"Okay! Then I'm here!" Zhu Jiuzhen's momentum at this moment was different from before. It was obviously because he had just been played by the little girl and he was eager to regain his place.

After saying this, the toes of his right foot suddenly hit the ground, and like an arrow from the string, he shot directly towards Zhang Yinling. His hands were like tiger claws, grabbing at Zhang Yinling.

Zhang Yu, who was watching from the side, could completely feel that Zhu Jiu was really powerful this time, much more powerful than before.

Zhang Yinling remained calm and dodged to the side, nimbly dodging Zhu Jiuzhen's tiger claws, followed by tossing and turning, and still relied on her dexterity to fight with Zhu Jiuzhen as before.

However, Zhu Jiuzhen obviously changed his tactics this time. He kept his waist low, mainly focusing on boxing and moving faster. It may seem that the posture is a bit ugly, but it does not affect the majesty of the fist at all.

Generally speaking, this kind of short posture to fight with others not only tests the strength of the waist and abdomen, but also has a great impact on one's own speed. Because of this, it showed that Zhu Jiu was really explosive. He had long legs and long arms. When he was spread like this, the little girl could no longer touch the edge of his clothes.

Under this rapid attack, Zhang Yinling quickly couldn't stand it any longer. She had to dodge more often than parry, let alone fight back.

There is one move that is particularly obvious. Zhu Jiuzhen originally had a punch to make him old, but the hit was in vain. Before he could take it back, Zhang Yinling had already come up and grabbed Zhu Jiuzhen's wrist with both hands. Even Zhang Yu could tell that Zhang Yinling was preparing for an overhand grapple, but because Zhu Jiu was so powerful, she refused to take it. Zhang Yinling then tried to use her strength, but it was too late. Zhu Jiuzhen's arm suddenly swung her, almost sending her body flying away.

After a series of fights, Zhang Yu finally understood that Zhang Yinling's tricks were mainly to use four ounces of force to overcome strength with softness. It's a pity that Zhu Jiu's real strength is more than a thousand pounds. It's like a beater hitting a seven or eight-year-old child. No matter how skilled the child is, it can't hurt an adult.

Even so, Zhang Yu was also impressed by Zhang Yinling's kung fu. If it were him, with just martial arts, he would have been defeated by Zhu Jiuzhen.

"Is this Taoist martial arts?"

While Zhang Yu was thinking about the stall, he suddenly heard a exclamation from Zhang Yinling's mouth, "Ah"

He quickly took a closer look and then noticed that Zhu Jiuzhen had grabbed Zhang Yinling's back collar.

Zhang Yinling's petite body was immediately lifted up.

Then I heard Zhu Jiuzhen laughing and saying: "Brother, go on!"

As soon as the voice fell, his arm just shook, and Zhang Yinling flew towards Zhang Yu.

"Yeah" Zhang Yinling was startled and couldn't help shouting.

Fortunately, Zhu Jiuzhen didn't use too much strength. Zhang Yu stretched out his hands and immediately hugged Zhang Yinling into his arms. Even so, he subconsciously took two steps back to stabilize his body.

The little girl entered Zhang Yu's arms and hugged Zhang Yu's neck with both hands, her heart still beating like "bang bang bang".

Firstly, I was a little scared. Secondly, it was mainly because after competing for such a long time, my heartbeat inevitably accelerated.

Seeing her hugging her so tightly, Zhang Yu said softly: "It's okay."

"Huhu." Zhang Yinling gasped twice, her small chest rising and falling.

Because of her drinking and strenuous exercise, her forehead and face were covered with sweat, and her face was even redder. She looked like a ripe peach that was oozing with water.

"Sister, my kung fu is not ambiguous." Zhu Jiuzhen, who was standing in the middle of the open space, grinned at this moment.

"Hmph!" Zhang Yinling stayed close to Zhang Yu's arms. She tightened her nose towards Zhu Jiuzhen and said deliberately disapprovingly: "It's just that you are stronger. Otherwise, you will definitely not be my opponent."

"Hey, you, you're so strong, you can't train it. No one is born with strong strength," Zhu Jiuzhen said with another grin.

After saying that, he walked towards Zhang Yu.

Zhang Yu slowly put Zhang Yinling down, hugged Zhu Jiuzhen and said, "Thank you, Brother Zhu, for showing mercy."

"We have a martial arts competition. The girl is so cute, how can I hurt her." Zhu Jiuzhen said carelessly.

"Come on, I'm just weak now. After a few more years of training, when I'm your age, you will definitely not be my opponent." The little girl is quite competitive, and she is quite disappointed that she lost this round. Not convinced.

"Girl is extremely talented. When she reaches my age, she will definitely be much better than me." Zhu Jiuzhen laughed again.

He then looked at Zhang Yu, and then said: "Brother, my body has just warmed up and I haven't sweated much yet. If you are interested, we two brothers can also compare a few moves."

Zhang Yu quickly said politely: "No need, little brother, my boxing and kicking skills are limited. I am not as good as my junior sister, so I won't show my shame."

"No." Seeing Zhang Yu's refusal, Zhang Yinling grabbed Zhang Yu's arm and said with a little pout: "I have already sparred with Brother Zhu, and you are the only one who has not made a move. You should also show your hands. "

"I'm not good at this. You ask me to catch a demon and create a feng shui thing. Martial arts is not my strong point." Zhang Yu immediately shook his head.

"Hmph!" Zhang Yinling tightened her nose in dissatisfaction and snorted.

"Brother, you are too low-key. Since you don't want to, forget it and let's continue drinking!" Zhu Jiuzhen said with a smile.

He took Zhang Yu's hand, and the three of them returned to the flower garden, sat down, and started drinking again.

Of course, Zhang Yu is not low-key, he is really not good at martial arts. If you go up to compare, you won't get beaten, so you can't cast a spell halfway.

Zhang Yinling, who had just competed in martial arts, was filled with passion. She took the lead in grabbing the wine bowl and shouted, "Drink! Drink!"

The three of them then drank and chatted, telling each other some strange stories. What Zhang Yu said was nothing more than looking at Feng Shui and so on, while Zhu Jiuzhen told some past events about his martial arts competitions with others, and some interesting stories about his drinking battles with others.

The little girl listened with great interest, but she didn't have any ups and downs experience. She followed her father when she went out, so what could happen to her. After listening to the two people's stories, the little girl couldn't help but feel troubled again. She wondered when she would be able to break out of the world like Zhang Yu and Zhu Jiuzhen.

While she was thinking blindly, Zhang Yinling's cell phone suddenly rang, "Ring ring ring ring ring."