Chapter 187

The night wind is faint, blowing passers-by. The tourists who are going to climb the Jade Emperor's top are all wrapped in overcoats, and none dares to wear only short sleeves.

This is because the temperature is different on the top of the Jade Emperor at an altitude of 1545 meters. The comfortable temperature of more than ten degrees on the ground will suddenly drop to 0-5 degrees at the top of the mountain.

If you still wear short sleeves to go up the mountain, it's not waiting to see the sunrise, but waiting to die.

But in the middle of the mountain, there are a group of people who ignore the temperature difference and fight with bare arms.

A middle-aged martial arts master with a slightly bloated body is holding a pair of stone balls in his hand. He strolls around his disciples slowly. When he sees something wrong with his fist, he will give a little advice.

The tone is gentle. It's not as rough as other martial arts practitioners. On the contrary, it's a kind elder.

But if you look closely at his eyes, you will find that when you close them and open them, they burst out like swords and swords, piercing people's hearts.

Some people who are curious about the martial arts school will stand outside and peep. Most of the time, he looked at the owner and wondered how such a fat man could open the museum. Could it be the fake master in the news who found a group of disciples to cheat money?

"What kind of Tianyi martial arts school? I think it's called Tianyi restaurant." Some tourists speak ill.

Some tourists couldn't see it and said, "you don't think people can't fight because they are fat. Hong Yubao is still fat. Isn't he going to die? I've seen this master practice. The stone as big as the water tank trembles when he pats it. It's frightening. "

"Cut, brag." The first person to speak doesn't believe it.

"You'll know if you're bragging. It's almost time. Master Yao will stand at the stake at eight every night."

As soon as the words were over, the fat curator, known as master Yao, came to the corner of the martial arts school.

In the corner, there is a big stone nearly one person high, one meter in diameter. This kind of stone is used as a rockery by others. In Tianyi martial arts school, it's just master Yao's training tool.

Seeing the master standing on the stake, the disciples who were fighting also came up one after another, looking forward to seeing the master one by one.

Tianyi martial arts school teaches Yiquan, and the master of the school naturally practices Yiquan.

The common practice of Yiquan is the standing technique. Its main purpose is to cultivate various forces. It is a necessary preparation before fighting. It is like the foundation of a building. Without the foundation laid by the technical pile, the actual combat effect will be reduced.

Master Yao's piling method is different from others. Others stand on empty piling, but master Yao stands with a big stone.

I saw master Yao slowly take a breath, and his bloated body became more and more fat, especially the fat on his stomach. I could see them shaking from afar.

This scene also let a group of tourists to see the constant pie mouth.

Who knows then let them gape. Master Yao holds the big stone in his hands and stretches it gently.

The huge stone rose in response and was held in the arms of master Yao.

"Lying trough!" Those who have just questioned master Yao are stupid.

After picking up the big stone, master Yao bent slightly, holding the ball in his arms and holding the ball in his thighs. At the same time, he looked at the distance. If he was close enough, he could still see the big stone in master Yao's arms with a slight tremor, as if he were making a slight swing.

A minute later, master Yao banged the stone down and the ground was thundered.

After a little rest, master Yao reaches out his hand and holds Dashi in his arms again

In this way, half an hour later, master Yao finished the whole station.

All the tourists outside the door were stunned. I don't know why people with this figure can still have such Kung Fu.

Some good people thought master Yao was cheating. When he was promised, he went into the martial arts school and tried to hold the stone, but he was so red that he couldn't shake the stone.

This just chat up of Chong Yao master a bow hand, say a "admire".

A slightly knowledgeable person explained to the people around him in a low voice: "you don't see Master Yao is fat. In fact, he is all fat on his waist. Yaoganzi is the lifeblood of lianjiazi. It is said that the wolf is a copper head, iron back, hemp pole waist. In fact, it's a myth. I know the thickest muscles there when I see wolf waist. The wolf is also the most strict protection there, because once the waist is broken, the wolf is finished. It's the same with people. If you want to use explosive force, you have to use your waist. If you don't have enough waist strength, you don't have enough strength to go out. "

"Have you ever seen the door gods painted by ancient people? Are they all fat, no skinny? It is said that Qin Qiong and Yuchi Gong copied it exactly. Why are these two experienced generals of this figure? It is because there is a breath in their body, which is the real inner strength. The war was coming, and the general was sitting in the tent, lazy, eyes slightly closed, as if he didn't care about anything. But once they open their eyes, they will find that their eyes are like electricity, and their bloated body has become a kind of momentum. That's what Guan Gong meant when he didn't open his eyes

A word let a group of people wait for an instant, Mao Sai suddenly open, look at master Yao's eyes also become admiration. More people quietly went to the side to ask how much it cost to learn boxing in this martial arts school.

After practicing, master Yao instructed his disciples to practice by themselves and went to the backyard.

Just walked into the backyard, suddenly saw a person rushed out, Putong a kneel in front of master Yao.

"Master! Damn it, I shouldn't make trouble and kill elder martial brother Zhou. These days I have been suffering from hiding in the mountains. The more I think about it, the more I feel. Master, please punish me, so I can feel better. " The man cried bitterly and bitterly.

It's Suri.

When master Yao sees Su Rui, he can't help flashing a flash of anger on his face. He wants to say something, but he stops it. Just cold face, way: "you get up first! It's certain to punish you, but not now. I didn't let you say what happened two days ago, but I wanted you to repent. Now you can tell me how your elder martial brother Zhou was killed. "

Suri still couldn't get up on her knees, wiped her tears and said, "it's all my fault. Before I went to my sister's house, I saw a man staying at home and refused to leave. I was afraid that something might happen to my sister, so I scolded the man. I didn't expect that he hurt me without saying a word. I was ashamed of it, and I didn't dare to tell my master about it. Later, I went to elder martial brother Zhou and others to go to the court with me. Originally, I wanted to have a fair competition with him. I didn't expect... I didn't expect... "

Suri sobbed a few times on purpose, then sobbed and continued: "the man attacked us in defiance of the rules. We attacked him in a moment of anger. Elder martial brother Zhou was killed in the siege. He was stabbed in the throat by that man with a big gun. He died... Wuwu. "

"What a cruel means!" Hearing this, the chill on master Yao's face became colder.

"Master, I wanted to call the police. But as soon as I think it's about the face of the teacher, I'll run back and tell you first, let you decide. "

Master Yao didn't say a word, but he was holding two stone balls in his hand. After a while, suddenly, the stone ball broke into powder in his hand.

"Although you are also at fault in this matter, it is his injustice that comes first. What's his name? What kind of Kung Fu do you practice? "

"His name is Wang Yong, and his kung fu is very complicated. I can see that he has used shape and meaning, eight trigrams, Tai Chi and eight extremes. " Su Rui's eyes flashed a hint of success and replied.

Master Yao snorted coldly, and his eyes were full of disdain: "I don't know where I came from. I turned out to be a bastard! Tomorrow morning, you take me to meet him! Give him a letter of war

"Ah? Master, is he worth treating in this way? It's too embarrassing for a nobody to even use war books. " Suri questioned.

The book of war is a rule handed down in the Wulin. Sign the certificate of life and death before you go to the challenge arena. Life and death depend on fate. Success or failure depends on heaven. Being killed has nothing to do with others. We will never hold our opponents accountable.

"Stupid! If I don't fight in the afternoon, I'll kill him, won't I break the law? With this letter of war, this is what happens in the Wulin. Even if the police really investigate, there is an excuse. " Master Yao explained.

The police have no choice but to fight like this. Most of them turn a blind eye to the fight. What's more, most of these martial arts masters have taught in the special police corps, and there are also many student police officers. The police are even less willing to offend them.

"Master is brilliant. I'll take you tomorrow morning! " Suri flattered quietly.

Master Yao left without expression.

This night, doomed to no sleep.

Wang Yong, who has been doing exercises all night, doesn't know that it's going to rain. He spent a whole night studying the habit of the test teacher. Generally summed up a number of questions with a relatively high rate of questions.

Then early in the morning, Su Yan was sent to focus on these topics in her Chinese class these days. This is also the topic Wang Yong is going to take as a bonus competition.

Only in this way can we strengthen the memory of class four students.

Although there is a suspicion of opportunism, but ultimately can not eat a fat man, want to win Zheng Jing, still have to use a little trick.

Wang Yong has no class today, so he dares to stay up all night. After waiting for Enron to go to work, Wang Yong is going to sleep for a day.

Enron is now working late and early. Summer is coming and the days are getting longer and longer. The off-duty hours of the branch office will be extended accordingly.

Wang Yong is busy enough these days, so he often fails to meet Enron.

Today is a coincidence, Wang Yong just went out to buy breakfast, Enron got up.

His face was misty and tired, and he was only wearing a pajama. The surging waves trembled under his clothes.

"Brother Wang, what are you doing?" Enron opened his eyes and asked.

"I'll buy you breakfast."

Hear "give you" two words, Enron immediately mouth up, sleepy also disappeared more than half.

"I want to eat Yan dumplings!"

"Good!"

"Don't forget vinegar!"

"Never forget!"

"It's best to bring a little more spicy."

"It's all for you!"

Wang Yong agreed with a smile, but his sight never left somewhere.

Until Enron suddenly noticed and screamed, Wang Yong just slipped out of the door.

Xiaoyinyin goes downstairs and Wang Yong goes to the stall selling Yan dumplings.

Just two steps, not out of the community, was blocked by two people.