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Chapter 73 Zhuge Meng: Dali, you forget your mother's family when you have a man!
Hu Yifei breathed a sigh of relief when he heard that Plan C was activated.

Although the battle just now was not long, she did feel a little tired after a long battle, and she would certainly like to take a break.

And Meng Lang, who was hiding aside to eat snacks, heard that Zhuge Dali was going to use Plan C, secretly thinking that the little girl couldn't bear to rest by herself, and took out the computer and projector from the bag he brought.

"Hey, after all, I'm not a devil. You all exercised so intensely just now. If you don't give some time to rest, I'm afraid it will be difficult to get up again and start the next exercise."

"So ~ now let's relax and enjoy a fight video."

As he said that, Meng projected the picture on the computer screen onto a white wall prepared in advance.

Everyone looked up and saw a young man in Taoist robes fighting Meng Lang in the picture. Both of them moved very slowly.

"What I'm showing you now is the edited clip that I vigorously captured with a high-definition surveillance camera yesterday when I fought against the Taoist priest of Wudang."

"Because some parts of this video involve confidentiality, I made some deletions."

"What you see here is the video of Wang Daochang and I fighting in pure martial arts. Let's interpret it at ten times slower speed."

With that said, Meng Lang took out a teaching stick out of nowhere, and pointed at Wang Ye's movements on the screen while giving a "professional explanation":
"Don't pay attention to my existence in the video, and concentrate on interpreting Wang Daochang's response."

"Because of my provocation before, Daoist Wang was a bit over the top, but even so, his offensive method is still perfect."

"Look here! The right fist moved forward, moved forward and beat his hand. He used a half-empty and half-real stepping method in his indomitable progress, and his strength was about to come out but not out."

"Then he used his left hand to turn his momentum into a yin, and used a trick. Well, I don't know this trick, let's call it 'the magic power of love', anyway, the name doesn't matter."

"Then, look here—this is the ball-holding pose. He didn't care whether I counterattacked or not, and used the standard Wudang Taiji starting move. The move is neither rush nor impatient, and the attack and defense are integrated."

Meng Lang looked at the three little pigs, and persuaded him earnestly, "Before you don't know the opponent's true strength, don't attack blindly. Otherwise, if you encounter an enemy much stronger than you, you will die on the spot like just now."

"Look at you guys, how did you deal with it when you saw that I was fast and couldn't get close to me? Hold the pipa in your hand, step up and step on your palm, and use your defense to hit me directly!"

"In this way, no matter how unexpected my counterattack is, he will have enough time to respond."

"Look at what you guys did just now? Don't believe that you will lose if you hesitate. In the actual combat circle, being blind and decisive is nothing."

"Jia Zhengliang, why are you laughing! With your performance just now, you still have the nerve to laugh at others? The throwing knife is careless, are you practicing the compassionate sword technique?"

"Look at Daoist Wang's actual combat tactics."

"Because I have turned into a phantom here, he can't tell which of the enemies on the left and right is real and which is fake, so he directly hits the wild horse with its mane and the white crane's wings at the same time, and at the same time stands up from the virtual step into a horse's step. Take precautions against both directions."

Speaking of this, Meng Lang suddenly put down what he was at hand, walked over and knocked Zhuge Meng, who was not listening well, and said angrily:
"Do you think that your Zhuge family learned Bajiquan, and Taiji's fighting skills are of little use to you?"

The little girl snorted and turned her head to look aside. Although she didn't agree clearly, she clearly meant that.

Meng Lang was not annoyed when he saw this, he smiled and looked at Zhuge Dali, who was listening carefully and taking notes, and asked:
"Dali, did Xiaomeng really come out of your Xueba Village? Why do I feel like she's not very smart?"

The little girl responded calmly: "First of all, there is no such strange term as Xueba Village."

"Secondly, even if it is a Xueba Village, it doesn't mean that everyone is a Xueba. For example, Cousin Ah Qing's academic performance is not very good. When he transferred to your school, he only got in through a good way."

"Sexy! I just said why the stinky fox never pays attention to the girls who invite him to study together. It turns out that he is a scumbag! How is Xiaomeng's grades?"

"Worse than Cousin Ah Qing!"

"I'll just say it~ How can the people in Xueba Village be so simple?"

"You guys are enough!" Seeing the two teasing herself, Zhuge Meng interrupted angrily with a puffy face, "If you have something to say, just tell me, don't sing along!"

"Hmph!! Dali, you really forgot about your natal family when you got a man, and actually helped outsiders bully your aunt!"

"Uh..." the little girl and Meng blushed at the same time.

Fortunately, Meng Lang was thick-skinned enough, so he changed the subject bluntly when he heard the words, "Okay, let's skip the part just now."

"Next, don't resist. I'll show you the secret method. In my cognitive simulation, the result of the competition between the king and your instructor Hu."

As he spoke, he raised his hands lightly, his pupils were full of divine light, and a cloud of mist rose and pulled everyone in the field into a fantasy.
What emerged from the illusion was the battle scene Meng Lang had imagined with his own vision - Hu Yifei vs. Wang Ye.

Hu Yifei, who is good at attacking, rushed straight at the beginning of the game, and the offensive was called a storm, but Wang, who is proficient in Tai Chi and has a high understanding, can always find a suitable way to respond defensively.

Since the illusion was created by Meng, he could easily let everyone understand the point he wanted to express.

For example, in a fight, whenever he is about to hit the opponent, Wang will also ensure that there is room for hitting the acupuncture points with two fingers, instead of using the more lethal single finger.

For another example, the spirit monkey shrinking body in Wudang Fuhuquan should be a dexterous step or empty step, but when responding to Hu Yifei's flick, Wang also creatively used the spirit monkey step backwards in a vigorous and bursting posture. Stepping out, barely escaped a punch that was enough to injure him severely.

Even when facing the female tyrannosaurus who was attacking more and more fiercely later, Wang, who had adapted to the fast-breaking rhythm, actually stopped the sky-filled tyrannosaurus just by relying on some tips of Tai Chi push hands combined with the ball-holding posture and the "closed like closed" Fist shadow, so he was able to persist for more than three minutes before being hit and fell to the ground when his fist and foot skills were far inferior to Hu Yifei.

Less leaning, the clouds and mist dispersed.

Seeing everyone come to their senses, Meng Lang clapped his hands and concluded:
"Everyone, I'm not exaggerating. This Wang Daoist's martial arts cultivation is far inferior to that of your Instructor Hu, but he has the confidence to face Instructor Hu without defeat for three minutes."

"Don't think it's because Tai Chi is good at defense."

"Taijiquan is indeed a combination of fighting and fighting skills, but if there is no corresponding on-the-spot performance, like you bastards who follow the scriptures, the signboard of Wudang Mountain will have been hammered to pieces!"

"Let's continue to watch the following video, Wang Daochang can play with an ordinary Wulongzhu."

"There's also this move, changing the blocking block to a block, changing the gun hammer to a straight punch into a spiral force, and this movement of raising the foot and kicking, huh?!"

A certain Meng was enthusiastically giving everyone a "king blow" in front of everyone, telling them how important it is to respond on the spot.

But in the middle of the talk, he suddenly discovered that Wang also made a covert kick yesterday when he was at a disadvantage for a long time. The target seemed to be his own asterisk. The only reason why he missed it was because Meng was moving too fast .

Seeing this, Meng Lang narrowed his eyes immediately, with a fierce look in his eyes, and slowly stretched his hand behind him
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