v3 Chapter 33： Old people may be suitable for soft

"I choose big!"

The shouts of the master hand came from the ear of Zheng Yan, and Zheng Yan screamed at his ears.

"Small voice, outline hand... are you two?"

On the side, I also had a tacit understanding of the big snake pill, "We choose small!"

Zheng Yan sighed and opened the door. "One, two, three, six."

The hands clenched the fists, "You two..."

It’s also a reflexive head that shrinks its head. “I don’t want money.”

"I am also..." The big snake pill followed.

The outline hand nodded, showing a small satisfaction.

Masahiko smiled and shook his head. "Xiaogang, are you interesting to play like this?"

"It's not that you don't want to teach me, then lose, my pocket money is all got them!"

The scene just happened has been staged many times before Zheng Yan’s eyes. Not at noon, the hands of the team with two teammates blocked in front of the door. A grandfather, a grandfather, and a sweet mouth, let Zheng Yan be a goose bump.

In desperation, only the dealer of the casino can be started, and the three children are responsible for shaking their voices. The outline hand thought about letting him give pointers, but after observing for a long time, he felt that the master could always accurately select the wrong side. This kind of skill is probably equal to his gambling tenth level. It is estimated to be negative ten, no point at all. Room for it.

"Two grandfather, let's come again!"

The voice of the hand was passed over again, and Zheng Yan sighed and shook his throat.

At the fallen table, the designer just wanted to talk, but he went back.

"You two first choice!"

I also looked at the big snake pill and I was helpless. I said in unison. "We still choose small."

Masahiko smiled. "You two are quite tacit, Xiaogang, what about you?"

The eyes of the hand turn, "I also choose small!"

"Then we choose big!" Again, it was unanimous.

"Hey!" Masahiko looked at the table in front of him and shook it. Some of them felt distressed. It was only a half-time reaction. This is the table of thousands of hands.

The big snake pill and the self has also put on the alert posture, the outline hand takes a few deep breaths, and a boxing has come...

Masahiko smiled and watched the city crash into the house and flew out. "Xiaogang, you really have some preference for the self."

The scene reappeared and I came back again and again. "The hand, why is it me..."

The key hand did not answer, but picked up the cockroaches that fell to the ground. When I opened it, it was actually small.

"I won!" The master was excited.

Masahiko’s mouth was pumping, hesitating, but he did not have the heart to tell the master. It was because the points that were changed on the ground were originally big.

The master who felt that he had won once was no longer wrapped around Zheng Yan, and finally turned his eyes on the other two people in the room.

"Grandpa Grandpa, are these two children home to the family?"

Masahiko smiled. "Two new apprentices."

"When you take the children from home to the home, do you teach them to refine Chakra?"

"No, I am teaching them to practice their strength. You see, we are so noisy, they can still sit there and refine Chakra. It must be great in the future." Zheng Yan returned.

"This way..." The nodded his hand and actually believed, and the big snake pill had a strange expression.

"The hand, why is it!" Finally, I walked back to the side of a few people and asked again, and the director finally looked at him.

Then I turned to Masahiko. "Grandpa Grandpa, we will not bother you to teach your apprentice."

As the trio went further and further, Masahiko continued to complain and complained.

Turned his head and glanced, Zheng Yan shook his head.

There is already a humanoid hole on the wall of the thousand-handed room. Such a big movement has not caused any one of the thousands of people to check it. It is obviously completely accustomed to the temper of this little princess.

Masahiko looked at the two children who chased Chakra again, and sighed in the heart.

"The Japanese and the Japanese are very focused on cultivation, but unfortunately there is such a unreliable grandfather..."

Early this morning, the Japanese patriarch came back to Zhengyan with two children.

Yesterday I saw a lot of the strength of Zheng Yan to let them float, it is to rely on him. Throw a book, then turn around and leave the two children here.

Masahiko originally thought that the Japanese patriarch really gave him the practice of soft boxing, and he was also prepared to teach two children something. Unexpectedly, after taking a look at the book, "Introduction to Soft Boxing", Zheng Yan is very speechless.

Even the opening did not open, Zheng Yan threw the book aside, let the two children sit here to refine Chakra.

However, most of the past, watching the two children can still withstand the temper, Zheng Yan is somewhat satisfied.

"Okay, refining Chakra for a long time will also damage the body, two little guys, get up and activities, I teach you this soft boxing."

The two children opened their eyes and looked at each other. "Thank you teacher!"

"Don't call the teacher, I feel like a teacher... what to do, it feels like preschool education."

Zheng Yan opened the book "Getting Started with Soft Boxing" and looked at his eyes. "So teach you two basic actions first, first the first style, the starting style!"

Zheng Yan's two feet were differential, slowly raised his hands, seeing the two children imitating the model, nodded, and continued to look down.

"The second type, the left and right wild horses!"

"The third type ~ www.novelhall.com ~ white crane wings!"

Speaking of this, Masahiko feels a little wrong.

"How do you feel so familiar..."

"You two, practice the first three styles first!"

Having a confession, Zheng Yan hurried down and looked around, swaying and swaying, swaying...

I have been seeing the end, Zheng Yan’s mouth is twitching, and the familiarity is getting stronger and stronger.

"Isn't this the Twenty-four style Yang style Taiji? The physical education class was also learned at the previous university." After so long, Zhengyan had forgotten how to play, but saw the familiar name and basically the same action. Still thinking about it.

"Speaking, soft boxing will not be set by Kishimoto reference Taijiquan? Just like the **** golden corner of the silver horn..." Zheng Yan pondered for a moment and did not continue to pursue it.

I practiced it twice in accordance with the introduction of soft boxing. With the reference of previous life, Zheng Yan quickly became proficient.

Looked at the admiration of the eyes of the two children, Zheng Yan smiled and shook his head, inexplicably became a soft fist genius, the pressure is great.

"You two will go back first. It is not too early today. I will be familiar with soft boxing and teach you tomorrow."

"is teacher!"

Looking at the two children walking away, Zheng Yan smiled in the heart and did not know how they would tell the patriarch of the Japanese, suddenly put a hand...

“Hey?” Inadvertently aiming at the property bar, Zheng Yan’s face is sluggish.

Soft fist LV1 (100/1000)

"It actually appeared on the property bar!"

Masahiko is speechless.

"I always wanted to have that kind of high-speed body technique, the brush appeared, and the brush disappeared."

"The result is finally, is this old man really suitable for a little soft?"