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Fu Qinghai and Jiang Yixia did not stop where they were, training to fight while moving and trekking. Qing Ming controls the power armor, flying in the sky all the time, planning the route.

By the turbulent river.

The "roaring" water flow continuously beats and hits the river bank.

Fu Qinghai and Jiang Yixia each stood on two rocks.

Fu Qinghai took a step forward, took a standard horse stance, retracted one arm to his waist, stretched out the other arm forward, palms facing upward, and said:

"Wing Chun, Castle Peak."

Jiang Yixia also spread her hands:

"Wing Chun, Ah Xia."

After shouting the slogan, the two people jumped up and rushed towards each other. At the same time, they landed on the river beach with loose soil. They just stood still and then started the Wing Chun style of back and forth and confrontation:

Clap your hands, spread your hands, push your palms, shoulder your palms, block your palms, horizontal elbow strikes, outside elbow strikes, diagonal split elbows...

"Snap, snap, snap!"

The two hands continued to fight, and afterimages were formed, which was dazzling and dizzying. At the same time, the two of them kept walking, stepping diagonally, moving sideways, retreating, advancing... They circled on the river beach, constantly looking for each other's weaknesses.

Jiang Yixia saw the opportunity and inserted a tricky double finger into Fu Qinghai's throat. Fu Qinghai lowered his shoulders and twisted his waist, pushed and blocked her twice, easily defused her killer move, and made her move "come, stay, and send" with one move. The foot is tripped, the door is wide open, and the defense is lost. If you take a step forward, you will be followed by a series of Japanese punches...

Looking at the woman's plump breasts, Fu Qinghai only hesitated for 0.01 second, and then he punched out unceremoniously, "dong dong dong" with a series of Japanese punches, which made her retreat continuously, causing her sternum and ribs to crack. Ringing, and finally fell to the ground...

Fu Qinghai really has no power.

"Ah yo..."

Jiang Yixia sat down on the ground, raised his hand to rub his chest, grimaced in pain, and said with a wrinkled face:

"Master, you have flattened my chest."

Fu Qinghai stretched out his hand and Jiang Yixia took it. He pulled her up and said:

"Axia, use your index finger to poke your throat. Don't swing your arm too much. This is a vicious and vicious move. Don't use it like a Russian big swing. It must be used unexpectedly. Sometimes it can also be used as a supplement. Use other feints as cover."

Jiang Yixia stood still and Fu Qinghai continued:

"You have to understand that Wing Chun attaches great importance to the concept of 'grabbing the center line'. The so-called 'defend the center and use the center' - as long as you protect your center line, attacks from other directions can be easily blocked. When you and a Wing Chun When fighting against masters, you must have a good sense of distance and rhythm, these two points are the most important."

Jiang Yixia pursed her lips:

"But my chest hurts."

Fu Qinghai explained:

"Silly girl, I want you to experience for yourself the skills, placement and frequency of Wing Chun punches, and how to weigh speed and power. The essence of the Japanese punch is to exert force at the base of the elbow, and the punch is marked like an arrow. Release it, then close it immediately, and immediately follow up with the other fist... You need to focus on practicing the muscle at the base of the elbow that generates force."

"But my chest really hurts."

Jiang Yixia continued to beep:

"I feel like my breasts have been smashed by you."

Fu Qinghai ignored her and continued:

"What we are practicing now is Wing Chun Xiao Niu. It is the basic martial arts of Wing Chun. What we pay attention to is..."

Fu Qinghai has always wanted to improve his Wing Chun skills, but several of his full-time sparring partners in the battle group, including the attendant, the chief pharmacist, and the first company commander, have poor foundation in unarmed fighting and their boxing skills are mediocre. Too vulnerable.

Nowadays, it is rare to encounter an invulnerable Hulk-brand human punching bag, and I can finally give it a good beating. These words were not spoken so much to Jiang Yixia as to himself - summarizing while practicing boxing.

"Let's go, Qing Ming found a place where you can take a bath. There are hot springs and waterfalls. Let's go and have a look."

Fu Qinghai patted Jiang Yixia's butt and said.

…

"Gurgling..."

The boiling hot springs emitted billowing white steam, and the entire valley was enveloped in misty heat. A faint smell of rotten eggs could be smelled. Fu Qinghai and Jiang Yixia walked into the hot spring valley.

The air here is hot and humid, and there is almost no vegetation. Circles of dark yellow sulfide are deposited on the black rocks. The water from springs and valley streams mix together, causing the water temperatures in different ponds to vary.

"Qing Ming has already scouted this place in advance."

Fu Qinghai walked to a pond and said.

After saying that, he leaned down and picked up a handful of hot hot springs, put it to his mouth and took a sip, closing his eyes and savoring it carefully.

Then he opened his eyes and said:

"More than fifty degrees, it's a sulfur hot spring. There are no other toxic ingredients. You can go into the water with confidence, no problem."

Jiang Yixia tugged on the little vest she was wearing. The black knitted striped fabric was soaked with white salt crystals. She couldn't help showing a disgusted expression and said:

"My clothes are dirty, do you have a change of clothes?"

Fu Qinghai thought for a moment and took out a set of classic Space Marine standard uniforms - a crotch cloth and a gray linen robe from the white suitcase. He threw it to Jiang Yixia, then turned around and jumped in with a "pop!" Into the scalding hot springs.

"Huh... cool."

Fu Qinghai breathed a long sigh of relief.

He closed his eyes gently and leaned against the stone behind him.

There were hot spring ponds in the valley, large and small, dotted around. Jiang Yixia took the cloth robe thrown by Fu Qinghai, turned around and walked straight to another pond - it was strange, this woman who usually seduced and teased Fu Qinghai, now instead She became reserved and refused to take off her clothes and change clothes in front of him.

"Pfft."

There was a sound of falling water coming from behind.

Fu Qinghai relaxed himself quietly, closed his eyes and meditated. He didn't care about She-Hulk, nor did he try to use Force perception to outline Jiang Yixia's beautiful and seductive body lines.

"Wow..."

The gentle sound of water entering filled my ears.

Fu Qinghai felt someone swimming next to him, and then a pair of fingers pressed on his forehead and began to knead it.

The pressure of the slender jade fingers was moderate, so comfortable that Fu Qinghai couldn't help but take a deep breath. He pressed his fingers from Tianling Gai to his temples, accompanied by a faint fragrance lingering on the tip of his nose, and there was a faint skin friction and physical contact on his legs and waist. Like a feather, it kept tickling Fu Qinghai's heart.

Fu Qinghai suddenly opened his eyes.

Jiang Yixia's rosy face was very close.

A pair of big eyes looked directly at him.

Jiang Yixia has that kind of heroic appearance, thick and thick wild eyebrows, which are often called sword eyebrows by Chinese people. The upper eyelids are straight and pressed down, the center of gravity of the eyes is set back, the eyes are bright and energetic, and when she frowns, , and seems unattainable.

Like a Siberian tigress staring at you.

This is the so-called "tiger-like beauty".

Cat-type beauties are arrogant, while tiger-type beauties are proud. Tiger beauties are cold and distant, with no possibility of being tamed or kept in captivity, and no need to please humans. They unconsciously exude the aura of a king who has been in a high position for a long time and is not angry or powerful.

If animals are used to describe beauty, Zhang Yuning is a standard python beauty, with firm skin and slender bones and figure. It is both life and death, the original cold-bloodedness, cruelty and temptation. It's completely different from Jiang Yixia's style.

Jiang Yixia said nothing and looked at Fu Qinghai quietly.

Fu Qinghai was also carefully looking at the beauty in front of him.

Large cat eyes with long atrium, long cleft, cheekbones and raised lower eyelids. The profile of the half side is like a knife blade, the brow bone is high and forward, but the forehead is receding like a slope, which closely echoes the well-proportioned brow and eye structure. The chin is long and forward, doubling the male appearance. Use clear raised eyebrows to match the cheekbones. Bones convey a strong aesthetic feeling of primitiveness, wildness, and transcendence of gender.

This pull gives this face a tearing ferocity - just like a tiger almost never bites the neck of its prey, but directly bites its skull, and its sharp teeth bite directly through the skull. With her aggressive appearance, her face is still extremely beautiful, and she deserves to be regarded as a top beauty.

Fu Qinghai figured out a lot of things in an instant.

He couldn't help but reach out and touch Jiang Yixia's face.

She also accepted his touch very cooperatively, turning her face slightly to the side, still staring at the man with an aggressive gaze, gently opening her mouth to reveal her teeth, and biting her thumb hard.

"Master..."

Fingerprints scratched by tongue coating.

Jiang Yixia called softly.

"Wow--"

Fu Qinghai stood up from the hot spring, and the hot and steaming water flowed down the bulging muscles on his back. Fu Qinghai hugged Jiang Yixia, only to find that she was wrapped in his own crotch cloth, wrapped several times like a A skirt.

Fu Qinghai pushed Jiang Yixia down hard on the shore.

"whee."

Jiang Yixia chuckled.

…………

"Like water, my friend."

——Bruce Lee

"Rumble, rumble..."

The waterfall cascades down a drop of tens of meters, like a giant silver dragon, carrying misty water droplets and mist and crashing into the deep blue pool, splashing water all over the sky.

On top of the rock directly bearing the impact of the waterfall.

There seemed to be a vague figure, sitting cross-legged.

Beyond the deep pools and waterfalls, in the forest clearing, there are dark and decaying branches of dead trees, moist green velvet moss, and a quiet natural environment. From time to time, a few female voices are heard shouting loudly, and fists are punched through the air. Empty sound.

Jiang Yixia is practicing air strikes.

"Drink! Drink! Ha! Ha..."

Her thick black hair was braided into a large braid on the back of her head, tightly sticking to the back of her head and neck. Jiang Yixia was wearing a simple vest and shorts. She stepped on the forest grass with bare feet, raised her arms with both hands, and fixed her sharp eyes on the air in front of her, as if there was some powerful enemy there. Her feet moved rhythmically, and her hands Keep throwing punches.

Feint, jab, front hand punch, long straight punch...

In close combat, Jiang Yixia hit several uppercuts in succession, so fast that only afterimages were left; his upper body swayed, his arms protected his head, and he dived and swayed like a pendulum from left to right; he moved with steps, retreating and striking at the same time, striking first and then Retreat; counterattack, change frames to attack, switch angles, block and counterattack, and change the rhythm of air attacks from steady to explosive...

Jiang Yixia practiced very seriously.

Meticulous and focused.

This is actual boxing, or street boxing. As for ring-specific skills such as rope-side tactics and ring-cutting, Fu Qinghai didn't teach him, and Jiang Yixia didn't practice either.

After a long time of air strikes, Jiang Yixia seemed to be tired of practicing. Jiang Yixia suddenly lowered his arms, tiptoed sideways, moved forward quickly, and suddenly raised his thigh and kicked hard.

There was a loud "pop" sound.

The thick tree trunk was broken at the waist.

Jiang Yixia didn't even transform.

The cracked stubble cut the soles of her feet.

Side kick, the most powerful kick in Jeet Kune Do.

First, he takes a few quick small steps to accumulate inertia, and then instantly crosses over and delivers a side kick, which can unleash a huge impact.

Jeet Kune Do originated from Wing Chun. After practicing Wing Chun, it is natural and logical to practice Jeet Kune Do again.

Jiang Yixia's expression remained as usual, ignoring the blood flowing from the soles of his feet and continuing to practice various moves of Jeet Kune Do.

"Axia."

Fu Qinghai's voice came, interrupting her practice.

Fu Qinghai, who was all wet, strolled over. His black hair was combed back against his scalp. There were cold droplets of water hanging on his handsome face and muscular body, which were crystal clear in the sun. Exuding sparkling fragments of light.

The two walked side by side by the pond.

Fu Qinghai lowered his head and glanced at the small wounds on the soles of Jiang Yixia's feet, thinking that it was a pity that all the Force skills he had learned were from the Sith, almost all of them were hurting skills from the dark side of the Force, and there was no such force power as Force healing. Light side healing skills.

"Jeet Kune Do is more than just a martial art style."

Fu Qinghai said as he walked:

"It's more of a philosophical thought."

Jiang Yixia turned to look at Fu Qinghai's serious face and thought he was so handsome. She didn't even pay attention to what he said.

"listen to me."

Fu Qinghai pinched her face.

Then he pointed to the deep pool and waterfall and said:

"Clear your mind, A-Xia."

"Bruce Lee once said."

"Like water, my friend."

The waterfall is like a silver stream and continues to surge.

"Ethereal, without anything."

"When water goes into a cup, it becomes a cup. When water goes into a bottle, it becomes a bottle. When water goes into a pot, it becomes a pot."

"Quietness can make the water flow gently. Movement can make the waves surge into the sky."

Fu Qinghai said slowly.

Jiang Yixia was thoughtful.

"It's like pointing your finger at the moon."

Fu Qinghai raised a finger and said to Jiang Yixia:

"If you just focus on your fingers."

"You will miss the moon's brightness like water."

Jiang Yixia's big eyes followed his fingers.

"Bruce Lee said: Running water does not rot, so all you need to do is to continue your rhythm. When the time comes to use the martial arts, move at the word, and become one with the snap of your fingers. An excellent martial arts practitioner should not feel nervous, but should With everything in mind, if the enemy advances, we will retreat; if the enemy retreats, we will advance. Once the opportunity arises..."

Fragments of past battles flashed through Fu Qinghai's mind.

Punch to the flesh, bloody fight.

Jiang Yixia recalled countless training scenes in her mind.

Punch and kick, constant flashbacks.

Fu Qinghai turned to look at Jiang Yixia:

"You no longer need to take action, everything will happen naturally."

After saying that, Fu Qinghai suddenly smiled.

"remember."

"Like water, my friend."

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