Once the stick was in his hand - Meng Shuai held the stick and compared it with his hands, saying, "This stick must be seven or eight meters long, right?"

Fang Qingyan lost a stick and supported the ground with the only remaining stick, saying, "The bamboo pole is two feet long, made of Nanzhu. What are you going to do?"

Meng Shuai said: "Humans surpass animals because they know how to use machines. Today I will evolve - you get out of here." As he said that, he reached out to copy the bamboo pole, with one end in front, imitating the posture on the TV and aimed at the wall.

Fang Qingyan said in surprise: "You want..." He loosened his fingers and slid down the bamboo pole, and disappeared immediately.

Meng Shuai tried the flexibility of the bamboo pole and was very satisfied. This southern bamboo is similar to the bamboo on earth, and it is even more tough. It feels lighter in your hand. It is a good thing that suits you.

Sure enough, I can't just fist naked.

Meng Shuai tried several times according to the movements, and felt it was OK, so he picked up the pole and rushed past the wall.

Three meters beside the wall, the pole fell to the ground on one end, bounced up on the other end, bounced Meng Shuai into the air—

Pole vault!

Meng Shuai drew an arc that was several times higher than before and went outwards.

In fact, he can't jump pole vault at all, but he can't resist his strength and body skills. The elasticity of the bamboo is real. Even a stone can bounce up to a height, not to mention that Meng Shuai still knows how hard he is.

But this is the case, I don’t know if I can reach the limit of ten meters. You must know that the world has a world record of only more than six meters.

As soon as Meng Shuai left the bamboo pole, he suddenly made a bold decision.

The moment his feet left, he kicked the falling bamboo pole hard again, and his heart suddenly asked sober and Kongming, as if he was in a perfect state like taking mushrooms from the black soil world. The air flow sank and wandered along his legs...

Fighting dragon!

Meng Shuai's body was closer to the height of the bamboo pole, and it flew backwards again, more than one or two meters taller than the ten-meter line that was originally drawn. His body was like a harrier eagle, elegant and ferocious.

At this moment, Meng Shuai felt the feeling of flying. Although it was far less stable and fast than Shui Sigui, he was unrestrained. Apart from himself, there was no weight on him. It was the pleasure of freedom and freedom.

Does the so-called "ribs have wings, and you know the end of the sky with the wind" feel...

Bang--

Then he landed.

It's not easy at all.

The backward dragon's flip is from behind to landing, with only a complete 360-degree flip. If you do it according to the standards, you must land with your feet when landing. This is the most suitable angle for human control. As long as you have learned martial arts, regardless of whether you will fall in the end, you should avoid other parts of the landing.

But Meng Shuai is different this time. First, he jumped from a high place, with a drop of at least five meters between the starting point and the footing point. Second, although he was inspired, he was just doing better than usual. He was still far from truly completing the tumbling dragon.

So when he landed, he turned one hundred and eighty degrees more, which means he was facing downward.

Meng Shuai had not encountered this situation once or twice. He instinctively had to support the ground with his hands and straighten his body. But at the critical moment, he suddenly felt blessed and his chest shrank, and he suddenly turned ninety degrees. The result was-

Bang!

He sat directly on the ground.

Meng Shuai was prepared, his hands drooped, and his palms stretched down before his buttocks fell to the ground, then quickly put them away, and then he sat completely on the ground. Wipe - Meng Shuai swears, rolls on the ground again, lying on the ground in a very indecent manner, almost shed tears in pain.

Fang Qingyan kept watching from the side, and then said, "I just saw you looking so beautifully, and I even said that your last posture is for uniqueness."

Meng Shuai lay on the ground and said tremblingly: "I'm lucky. If I hadn't supported myself with my hands, my butt would have become eight-petal now. It's also a loss for me to not have my hands on the ground just now, otherwise my wrist would have to be broken."

Fang Qingyan snorted and said, "Since that's the case, why did you do such a difficult move just now? Just jump down honestly and you'll finish it. Why do you still have to flip through it?"

Meng Shuai wants to say: How can you know

Ten meters of life and death line? I just died for a lifetime. But in the end, I didn’t say anything, just said: “Stop talking nonsense, is there a safe place to carry me over. Old Man Zhong is so chasing me.”

Fang Qingyan said, "Are you still talking wildly if I am begging me to recite you?" Despite this, she still quickly turned around the corner of the street with Meng Shuai on her back.

After the two left, one of them turned out from the shadows, sighed and said, "This child is really... I said not to provoke their family. You have caused me a lot of trouble."

Then the sound of crutches gradually sounded, and an old voice said, "I think this little boy has the courage to ruin my business. It turns out that someone is supporting the situation."

With the old voice, Old Man Zhong, who was bearded, turned out.

The man opposite him was a middle-aged man with a serious face. He looked very old, but his face looked extremely dull, and he lacked the unique blood and energy of young people. He seemed to have become much older, and his drooping corners of his mouth brought a layer of vicissitudes of misery.

Of course, no matter how old he looks, he is still a young man when facing Old Man Zhong.

After hearing Old Man Zhong's words, the man's face suddenly changed and he shouted, "Pay attention to your words. What do you think of my young master?"

Old Man Zhong said, "I also said you are the little boy's old man. I didn't expect that he was just a puppy guarding him. I think I respect you more than anything else."

The man's face drooped even more and said, "What are you? You dare to speak rudely? Judging from your cultivation level... you are really a frog in the well, and you dare to speak wildly."

Old Man Zhong said coldly: "Idiot. What do you know? Aren't you from the five realms? I'm not even afraid of the Lord of the West, but I'm afraid of you, an unknown man?"

The man murmured, "It turns out that he is the Lord of the West. Why do you... how do you have his unique skills? What is your relationship with him?"

Old Man Zhong snorted and said, "Why are you asking about these things? If the Lord of the West is my own son, I will call you that little boy, little beast, and nothing else?"

The man's face changed a few times, and he shouted: "Today, the Lord of the West is here, and he can't save your life." He said that, and rushed forward.

A huge thunderous sound spread throughout the streets.

Fang Qingyan stopped and suddenly said, "It seems that something happened behind us."

Meng Shuai pondered for a moment and said, "Put me down."

Fang Qingyan said: "Can you do it?"

Meng Shuai said: "I just fell down-"

Fang Qingyan said: "From three feet high."

Meng Shuitou

"But it's unscathed. Just by this, I know that I'm good at kung fu." He reached out to support his shoulder, jumped down to the ground, and landed safely, and said, "Will your master follow you behind?" Fang Qingyan said, "It should... be right." Meng Shuai hesitated for a moment and said, "Go back and take a look." He thought with his heels, he also knew who was fighting behind. Old Man Zhong seemed to be an amazing figure, and Fang Qingyan's master was the same. This battle was different from Shui Sigui's unilateral crushing battle, and he might have to fall into a stalemate of even power. In fact, he was not interested at all. But after all, he was Fang Qingyan's teacher. If Shui Sigui was here, even if Meng Shuai knew that he would win, he would not care.

Fang Qingyan had just saved Meng Shuai from the cage. Even if he wanted to do it, even if he took risks, he had to go back.

Fang Qingyan said: "I'll go back and take a look, you're waiting here."

Meng Shuai said, "That's not OK. Have you heard the commotion on the street? If the two of them continue to fight, the people in the town must be in chaos. I would rather go back and be crushed to death by their momentum than be trampled to death on the street." As he said that, he walked back first.

Fang Qingyan was also concerned about the situation. After hesitating for a moment, hesitated and followed.

As soon as the two of them walked a few steps, they saw a man walking out of the alley and said, "Where are you going?"

Meng Shuai is not doing well yet, Fang Qingyan is already stiff and said softly: No "mother"

"

Meng Shuai gasped and saw that the person in front of him was Fang Qingyan's mother. After not seeing him for several months, the beautiful woman was still in her spirit, wrapped in her cloak, and she still did not hide her charm.

Mrs. Fang's eyes turned on the two of them, first looked at Meng Shuai, and said, "Little brother, it's been a long time since we met."

Meng Shuai stood up straight and said, "Hello Madam... Hello Aunt, it's been a long time since I saw her. She secretly squirted. On the one hand, after seeing Shui Si Home, he had a new understanding of the four mysterious words, "Understanding", and was not as surprised as before. On the other hand, after seeing the Guo sisters, Meng Shuai's thoughts about the woman in his heart could be considered a frightened bird, and immediately felt that Mrs. Fang's beauty must be another bottomless ocean under her skin.

Mrs. Fang said, "You have grown a lot taller and become more sensible. I told your brother at that time that your achievements must be above him."

Meng Shuai couldn't figure out what she meant. Just as he was about to say a few humble words, he saw Mrs. Fang slowly turn around, glance at Fang Qingyan, and said, "Nothing."

With these two words, Fang Qingyan looked like he was about to cry, lowered his head and said, "Mom."

Meng Shuai's heart was thrilled and he thought: Is it so terrifying?

Mrs. Fang said: "It's great if you make friends. Friends should make progress together. If you always make friends, it's better not to make friends."
Chapter completed!