Chapter 93

Is it really good to see your elders with this makeup? Why don't you wash it···

"Come on, what are you doing?" Tang Ze said, looking at Li MuQing.

"Tang Ze, my image

Tang Ze said with a smile: "it doesn't matter, master. He's very fashionable."

"Oh... Li MuQing was relieved.

A 15-year-old child just passed by and punched while walking. When he saw Tang Ze, he was stunned for five seconds, and then shouted: "Tang Ze is back! Tang Ze is back!! close the door!!!"

Tang Ze and Li Honghui laughed bitterly.

Li MuQing looked at Tang Ze curiously. How bad are you? Everyone won't let you in.

When the two wooden doors were opened, there was a big flat in front of us. It was at least as big as a basketball court. Five wooden stakes were placed at one foot, and there were wooden shelves. Originally, there were some swords, but now they are gone.

It used to be full of students, but now there are only a few chickens walking leisurely, and there is a rhubarb dog lying on one side.

The rhubarb dog was basking in the sun, lazily with his feet facing the sky. When he saw Tang Ze, he suddenly had a clever voice, and then made a painful cry, as if he had been beaten, and ran into the house.

Li MuQing couldn't help but say, "you don't even let go of the dog..."

Tang Ze: "

"Younger martial brother, I didn't expect rhubarb to remember you." Li Honghui joked.

At this time, an old woman came out of the house with a broom in her hand, and Xiao Huang followed out and barked.

"Teacher's mother." seeing the old woman walking out, Li Honghui respectfully hugged his fist and shouted.

Tang Ze, too, shouted respectfully, "master."

Li MuQing looked at it and followed Tang Ze. He had shouted, "teacher's mother."

The old woman's originally angry face smiled kindly when ponton said, "Honghui and Ozawa are coming. This girl should be Ozawa's wife. Ha ha, I don't ask my teacher's mother and teacher to have a wedding drink."

Tang Ze and Li MuQing were embarrassed. They were regarded as husband and wife before they were sure of their relationship···

Just when he wanted to explain, Li Honghui smiled and said, "mother, this is a little thought of me and my younger martial brother. Where's the master?"

"Oh, you two came back at the right time. Your master is in the back mountain."

"Back mountain?" Li Honghui and Tang Ze looked at each other.

In the village, celebrations or martial arts contests are usually held in the back mountain. After all, there are many factions in the village. They all want to compete. The teacher and Fu will challenge with satisfied students to prove that their faction is the strongest.

"Yes, your master stopped taking disciples a year ago, but those old men still want to suppress your master."

Li Honghui said seriously, "don't worry, martial mother. I'll go and have a look with younger martial brother."

"Be safe."

Putting down their gifts, Tang Ze and Li Honghui are ready to go to Houshan to help their master. Even Xiao Huang follows behind, bumping and bumping.

At this time, Li MuQing hurried to follow Tang Ze to see the situation. He saw that both of them were very serious and not naughty.

There is an open space in the back mountain of Wucun village, surrounded by three-story seats and flags.

Hong, Liu, Cai, Li and Mo are collectively referred to as Southern Boxing. Tang Ze learned Hong boxing and stole everything else.

When I came to the open space, there were a sea of people, as if the whole village were gathered here. This situation should be out of order.

"Younger martial brother, this way." Li Honghui looked at the master on the stage and called Tang Ze.

Tang Ze took Li MuQing's hand and followed his elder martial brother into the crowd.

Li MuQing blushed with shame. Without confessing, he took someone else's hand and died~

There are five elderly people sitting on the front stage, basically about 80. Students from various factions are standing around the field, looking at the field.

With a cry of surprise, the man with the word "Li" printed on the back of his clothes was knocked down.

"Hum, Li's boxing is just like this. Aren't there any more powerful people? Are there no people in your southern school?" the players in the field didn't shout, and a man wearing glasses outside the field began to laugh.

At this time, everyone glared at the man, but he couldn't fight!

Hong Xiang's face was dignified. Suddenly he saw two familiar faces appear. He was happy. Why did the two smelly boys suddenly come back? It was really time to come.

But I still motioned them not to come first.

"Mo family boxing wants to learn!" a man in his thirties gave a soft drink. A group of younger martial brothers were worried about whether the elder martial brother could win. The foreigner who plays Muay Thai is so strong!

Li Honghui and Tang Ze both know this man. His name is Zhao Yi. There was no shortage of duels in those years. Now he is actually a senior brother.

Li Honghui hissed: "I seem to have seen this man. His name seems to be buzaha, a student of the Thai boxing emperor."

"I seem to have seen it too." Tang Ze whispered.

"Have you seen him too? He is very famous in T country now."

Tang Ze said with a smile: "when I went, it was estimated that he was not famous, but he was a little impressed."

Li MuQing couldn't see anything at all. He was looking at other people's backs, padded his feet and burned his brain: "Tang Ze, I can't see ~"

Looking at the poor Li MuQing on one side, Tang Ze directly picked it up and put it on his shoulder. Before Li MuQing reacted, he felt that he was supported by a strong force, and then his vision was the best in the audience.

Is that the advantage of having a powerful boyfriend? It's great.

Li Honghui glanced at Tang Ze with a bad smile. He spoiled his daughter-in-law so much. Tang Ze said there was no way. After all, she would become a champion woman in the future.

At this time, everyone's eyes were on the middle two.

Buzaha's arm was still tied with a white brown arm hoop, his head was still wearing a head hoop, and his eyes were contemptuous, while Zhao Yiyi drank and posed.

Li MuQing sat on Tang Ze's shoulder and put his hands on Tang Ze's cheek. Tang Ze was a little funny at this time.

"Tang Ze, why should a Muay Thai fighter tie a rope to his arm?" Li MuQing asked curiously.

Tang Ze patiently explained: "Muay Thai is the same as taekwondo and karate. It is a symbol of level, but the difference between wearing it on the arm and head is called Bajie and mengkong respectively."

"Then how many grades is he?" Li MuQing was like a curious baby. All kinds of questions seemed to produce dependence.

"There are ten sections, one is white, and then yellow, yellow white, green, white green, blue, white blue, brown, white brown and red."

Li MuQing was slightly surprised: "then he is a master of Jiuduan!"

"Yes."

Li Honghui added a little: "the Bajie stage generally represents the level of Muay Thai fighting skills, while other fighting skills are expressed by mengkong. That's why some Muay Thai players wear head hoops and arm hoops of different colors."

Holding Tang Ze's face, Li MuQing bowed his head and asked, "how many levels are you?"

"Ha ha, I have no class." Tang Ze smiled and helped Li MuQing's legs.

Li Honghui said that this guy's level has long exceeded, and there is no level to measure.