Chapter eight hundred and seventy-third
"laugh!"
Accompanied by the sharp sound of breaking through the air, Chen Qing's palm knife instantly came to Lin Chong. His nails about an inch long flashed with cold light, and a strong wind blew towards him!
If he was poked, even if Lin Chong had a body of steel and iron, he might be injured.
When he was in a state of incompatibility, Lin Chong suddenly leaned back, like a big bow suddenly pulled into a full moon. He almost avoided Chen Qing's palm knife, but his legs were nailed to the spot without moving at all.
Tieban Bridge, bend down!
When Lin Chong fought with Chen Qing for the first time, he used this method to avoid her attack. Now that he used it again, the relationship between the two is completely different.
"Master, do you think the same move will work twice? It's so hard to see me!"
Chen Qing stepped hard on the floor with his left foot, stopped the forward rushing momentum, turned his palm into claws, and grabbed Lin Chong's head. At the same time, his other hand was not idle, and he clenched from bottom to top toward Lin Chong's back!
Eight major moves, the yellow oriole hugs its claws!
Due to the limited realm, Chen Qing could not exert the true power of the yellow oriole holding its claws.
But she and Lin Chong were just a dispute between masters and disciples, not life-and-death battle between enemies, so she didn't need to defeat Lin Chong, she just needed to touch Lin Chong's body.
"It's true that you can't make progress, but you're too happy."
Lin Chong's plain voice came into Chen Qing's ears, and then Chen Qing felt a palm pressing on his abdomen, and his body flew backwards, flying out four or five meters like a cloud flying fog, and fell to the ground with a "click".
"Oh!"
Chen Qing let out a cry of pain.
Although Lin Chong did not exert force, she still fell heavily, especially her butt, which almost fell into eight petals, and she lay there for a long time and couldn't get up.
Lin Chong's body was like a spring, stretched straight again, looking at Chen Qing condescendingly: "Just attacking and ignoring defense, this is your biggest flaw."
Chen Qing jumped up from the ground with a carp, rubbed his round buttocks, and then attacked again without saying a word, and rushed towards Lin Chong without saying a word, causing a fierce attack like a storm!
However, no matter how fierce her attack or how fierce her moves were, Lin Chong blocked all her attacks with just one hand, and even had the spare energy to guide her in the battle.
Lin Chong's movements are not gorgeous, they can even be very simple. The only feature is that they are fast, as fast as Chen Qing imagined.
The martial arts of the world are only fast and cannot be broken. Lin Chong used this to the fullest.
"No, no, no, no, no, no."
After being thrown by Lin Chong for four or five times in a row, Chen Qing finally surrendered.
She lay on the ground without any ladylike manners. Her originally clean and neat training clothes became messy, with a wide collar open, revealing a large piece of snow-white skin on her chest. The two plump peaks were visible at a glance, like an upside-down jade bowl, which lingered with breathing, and there were crystal beads of sweat hanging on it.
Lin Chong just glanced at him and looked away calmly: "I really won't fight anymore? I've just warmed up."
"I'm always abused by my master, what's the point if I continue to fight!"
Chen Qing's tone was full of resentment, and he opened his mouth wide and gasped. He was so tired that he was too lazy to move his fingers, and he didn't even know that he was suddenly in a flash.
"Since you don't have to fight, then you should pay attention to your appearance." Lin Chong coughed lightly and reminded.
Chen Qing was confused and looked puzzled: "Equipment? What does it mean? You are my master, why should I pay attention to the instrument in front of you?"
Lin Chong said nothing, turned his head, stretched out a finger, and pointed it at Chen Qing's chest.
Chen Qing looked down and then he realized that he had been exposed. His pretty face suddenly turned red with a "swish" and he rushed to put the collar of his practice uniform to block the spring light on his chest.
"Master, did you see it?" she asked angrily.
Lin Chong spread his hands: "I didn't see it, do you believe it?"
"Don't believe it!"
Chen Qing shook his head vigorously, got up from the ground with a gulp, and walked to Lin Chong with big eyes wide open, staring at his face and staring at him.
Lin Chong subconsciously touched his cheek: "What's wrong? Why look at me with such eyes?"
"I want to remember the appearance of a pervert!"
Chen Qingbei nipped her cherry lips lightly, and her face was flushed. She was so ashamed that she could not suppress her shame, but she mustered up the courage to look at Lin Chong: "Master, I didn't expect you to be so lustful too!"
Lin Chong felt a headache, took a step back, and widened the distance with Chen Qing: "It was obviously you who had exposed yourself, what does it have to do with me?"
"It must be that you tore my clothes open when I was not paying attention when you were fighting with me!"
Chen Qing’s martial arts skills are not good, and his ability to turn things around is top-notch. He hugged his hands in front of his chest, his eyes were both shy and alert: “Master, you can’t make any decisions about me. I am your apprentice. It is unethical and moral to do that. Although I don’t care, my father will definitely scold you…”
Lin Chong was covered in black and turned around and left, too lazy to listen to her.
"Master, I'm not finished yet."
Chen Qing caught up with Lin Chong's footsteps and put his hands on his hips to block him: "Has I been hit by me? So you are so angry that you want to escape?"
"Have I warned you before not to speak without any restraint in the future?" Lin Chong took a deep breath, suppressed the evil fire in his heart, and squinted his eyes.
"Master, are you angry?"
Chen Qing observed his words and expressions, and his voice gradually changed.
"Not yet, but if you do that, I'm really going to get angry."
Lin Chong snorted, frowned slightly, and had a sense of self-importance: "Addler must look like an apprentice, always being as good as me, what kind of morality?"
"I also know that I'm making trouble. The reason I'm just trying to ease the awkward atmosphere. After all, my apprentice has been exposed, so how embarrassing it."
Chen Qing grabbed Lin Chong's arm and shook it gently, and suddenly he changed from a rude girl to a good baby: "Master, you have a lot of adults, so you will definitely not blame me, right?"
Lin Chong refused to say anything, and he bounced Chen Qing's forehead, then passed by her and went straight downstairs.
"What does this mean by Master?"
Chen Qing covered his forehead with one hand, pulled the collar with the other hand and looked down. His pretty face turned even more blushing, and muttered in a low voice: "It's actually not..."
Lin Chong returned to the living room and happened to meet Yang Ying who came out of the bathroom after taking a shower.
The girl was wearing a wide white T-shirt, with a beautiful face flushed, and a wet look scattered on her shoulders. Her snow-white and pink skin was faintly visible, and her two slender and straight hairs were exposed to the air.
"Brother Lin, have you finished practicing with Sister Qing?"
While wiping his head with a towel, Yang Ying took the initiative to say hello to Lin Chong.
Her head is long, so it's troublesome to wipe it.
"Um."
Chapter completed!