Chapter 272

"This girl will play tricks on me!"

At the moment, Wu Ji was already standing at the door of a practice room and looked at the time: "if you go to the Academy of fine arts here, you can definitely arrive in 20 minutes. Counting shopping, I only have two minutes."

Push open the door and walk in. Seeing Lao Hei who is patting the ground inside and Meng fan who is holding Lao Hei, Wu Ji is even more angry.

What a simple sister, because this smelly boy has learned to play tricks!

If you drive faster, you should have five minutes to abuse this boy!

Wu Ji is happy to change his mind temporarily.

"Sunspot, get out."

Wu Ji put his mobile phone on the ground and did a simple warm-up.

"Brother Ji, what are you doing?!"

As soon as Wu Ji came in, Lao Hei immediately got up and rolled over. He changed a private teaching room specifically. After practicing for more than half an hour, he thought he was all right. Why did he really come.

He is still familiar with Wu Ji. He often hears Wu Ji scold Jin Taiyun Bangzi. He is sure that Wu Ji hates Jin Taiyun very much. He thought he asked casually yesterday. How can he really revenge for Jin Taiyun.

This is not like Wu Ji!

Seeing that Wu Ji was still warming up, Lao Hei was more anxious: "brother Ji, if you want to avenge Bonzi, Lao Hei, I will break off relations with you... Ah! It's not kind to do so!"

Wu Ji twisted his neck, "get out of here."

Lao Hei was very hard this time, stiff necked: "I won't go out."

"Then you just stay. You'd better stop it. I'll beat you up!"

With that, he didn't talk to Lao Hei anymore. He took off his shoes, went to the court, pulled his hands up and back, and made the final warm-up. He looked at Meng fan and said, "boy, you've learned the skills of catching and throwing, right? I'll use these two skills to beat you and give you ten seconds to prepare."

Hearing the conversation between the two men, Meng fan probably understood what was going on, and his face sank.

From Lao Hei's words, it's not hard to hear that this Jige is very powerful. This name should be related to the name of the martial arts school "Fengji", a Yang Feng and a Jige.

Look at Lao Hei's look. This is no better than Yang Feng.

While his face sank, Meng fan was also a little excited. It's OK to have an expert practice!

However, Meng fan looked at the handsome man who was tying his hair in front of him. He always felt that he looked familiar, but he was 100% sure that he had not seen it, which made Meng fan feel a little strange.

I always feel like who I am between my eyebrows and eyes!

Frown slightly and ask, "have we met anywhere?"

"I haven't seen it. If I had, I would have beaten you." Wu Ji tied his hair, "there are five seconds to prepare."

Meng fan was even more surprised when he heard this. Hearing this, he wanted to beat himself long ago.

"Two seconds."

"One second."

Wu Ji didn't give Meng fan any time to think. After a sudden breath, the whole person rushed towards Meng fan like a cannon ball.

"What a fast speed!"

Meng fan was startled. He could not hide. He forced himself to calm down and concentrate, waiting for Wu Ji to get close.

Da.

The moment Wu Ji got close to Meng fan was a turn around, like a ghost around Meng fan's back. At the same time, his hand wrapped around Meng fan's waist, which was a direct step up and fall.

Meng fan learned this throwing skill, a basic throwing skill, but it has a miraculous effect in Wu Ji.

Meng fan only felt that a huge force hit, and his body was directly deflected. Although he didn't fall directly with his strength, he lost his center of gravity.

At this moment, Wu Ji has reached the other side of Meng fan's body, reached out and grabbed Meng fan's arm, and then rushed forward. Under this castration, he exerted force on his hand, slapped, and directly overturned Meng fan and fell out.

PA, Meng fan, who has never been thrown, is called a pain!

Lao Hei on the side is a little afraid to look. Meng fan is an ox, but it can't be Wu Ji's opponent.

Yang Feng can't fall, Meng fan, but it doesn't mean Wu Ji can't fall.

Wu Ji's hand was still holding Meng fan's hand, and he resisted the impulse of a sweeping skill plus a cross solid. He said that he would never use other skills if he used throwing skills and catching skills.

Holding on, one tumbled, the other hand grabbed Meng fan's shoulder, and then the strength of the tumble threw Meng fan out again.

"Boy, is that all you can do?"

Wu Ji gave Meng fan a chance to breathe. He didn't catch up and sneered, "stand up!"

Hoo!

Meng Fanchang breathed out, stood up, and was thrown twice in a row. His eyes were red, mainly because it was too painful!

The handsome man with long hair in front of him is very powerful and fast, and his reaction is super terrible!

It is certain that this is a terrible opponent.

If this guy hadn't said that he didn't use techniques other than throwing and catching, Meng fan would have been wearing a hat on his fingers at the moment.

Meng fan knows that opponents at this level will suffer a lot if they use locking techniques or other techniques.

Of course, Meng fan also determined that this guy is not as powerful as he is. As long as he succeeds, it's hard to say whether he will win or lose.

This is a rare opponent!

Otherwise, Meng fan can't stand this grievance long ago.

"Come!"

Meng fan wiped his mouth and poured the exchanged sports drink down, which improved his competitive state to the peak and calmed down.

When Wu Ji rushed over, Meng fan slightly cat body, in Wu Ji close to change direction, Meng fan did not avoid, but the whole person hit.

Bang.

Meng fan's collision was powerful. Although he didn't hit it right, it also disrupted Wu Ji's route. At the same time, he suddenly threw his hands together and succeeded.

PA.

Meng fan didn't adjust his position and posture, and directly threw Wu Ji out with his strength.

If adjusted, Meng fan is worried that this guy's reaction speed will counteract himself.

Experience is definitely not comparable to him.

"Interesting!"

Wu Ji, who tumbled to the ground and got up, didn't give Meng fan a chance to catch at all. The moment he stood up, he made a dive and a leg hugging rush.

After the successful fall, it was another tumbling, reaching out to grasp Meng fan's wrist, but he didn't grasp it, but Meng fan took it right.

Meng fan is still on the ground at the moment, and no matter what technique, simply relying on strength to roll Wu Ji up is a lift and fall.

PA, this fall is not light.

Wu Ji fell to the ground and rolled slowly.

As soon as his action was slow, Meng Fanke went up and held it down, and his grappling skills began.

Wu Ji tried to counter capture, but Meng fan's strength was too great, and his reaction speed in his hand was no match. He couldn't get rid of it completely.

Instinctively, he fell back and pulled, and then he broke away from the bridge with a sweeping skill.

Old black shouted, "brother Ji, you used your sweeping skills!"

"Shut up!"

Wu Ji glanced coldly, then stood in place and motioned to Meng fan, "come, catch me."

Let Meng fan catch the upper handle, Wu Ji this is the punishment for his "foul".

After Meng fan succeeded in grasping the handle, Wu Ji also stretched out his hand to grasp it. After grasping each other, the two faced off.

Meng fan is more powerful than Wu Ji, and Wu Ji's wrestling skills are better than Meng fan.

Several people changed positions back and forth, and they were in a stalemate. For a moment, no one could fall.

Big eyes, big eyes, heads almost pressed together.

Staring, Meng fan's anger and desire to fight suddenly went out, and a terrible idea appeared in his mind.

I'm young, because Lao Tzu Mao has an impulse to kiss him!

Suddenly, Meng fansong opened his hand and retreated.

"Wait!"

Meng fan stretched out his hand and motioned to pause, hugging his head: "brother, are you surnamed Wu?"