1000 push-ups? Just kidding right?

Although Zhou Shang has strong fighting skills and speed, he has never undergone systematic and scientific training, so he rarely strengthens himself by doing push-ups. Push-ups are not something you can do if you have strong enough. They require the memory of muscles. Simply put, as long as you persist in practicing every day, anyone, I mean, can easily do 1,000 push-ups.

Zhou Shang made seventy or eighty pieces on the grass, his arms were a little tired, and he thought it was boring. I was a top killer in the industry, so why did I have to listen to Murong Wan? Although she was able to catch my flying knife empty-handed last time, I was useless at that time. The speed was not the fastest.

Thinking of this, Zhou Shang simply stopped doing push-ups and sat on the lawn, looking at Murong Wan, who was slowly sitting on the pavilion with a difficult movement of yoga, at this time, Murong Wan's body was almost a circle, obviously very flexible. Zhou Shang said: "Although you look quite like a master, just like the little dragon girl of the Tomb Sect, to be honest, I don't believe that you can beat me. How can you train me if you can't beat me?"

"Do you want to try?" Murong Wan straightened her body and frowned.

"Come on." Zhou Shang thrust a carp and jumped up happily. He wanted to see how strong Murong Wan was. When he was a killer, he had fought with many top international bodyguards, but he had never encountered many powerful opponents.

He even fought with Feng Qinglian. Although he could not beat Feng Qinglian, he escaped from his hands with a flying knife. No matter how powerful Murong Wan is, she is still so powerful that Feng Qinglian, the world's number one swordsman, at most she can tie him.

It was just a lie to cheat me with the title of Gusu Murong's aristocratic family to get training fees.

"Aren't you afraid of death?" Murong Wan walked down the steps of the pavilion gently. Every step she took was like flowing water, and she felt like "a clear spring flowing up the stone".

Death? Zhou Shang thought that Murong Wan was so funny. A person who looked so elegant and refined, just like a word of death?

"Die? Haha." Zhou Shang did find it ridiculous, "I believe you can't bear to die. Haha."

As soon as he finished speaking, he immediately felt that it was not good. He was used to teasing girls, and this sentence was completely blurted out in his mind.

But the other party was Murong Wan, the woman who said she would even get her tongue cut off when she said she was beautiful.

Sure enough, Murong Wan's face darkened and she didn't say a word.

But Zhou Shang glanced at the corner of his eyes and a white shadow came in an instant. Murong Wan suddenly slashed at Zhou Shang's throat with her left hand. It was as fast as light, and she didn't even call him and attacked directly. This woman was really unfair to martial arts morality.

Seeing that his sister and Zhou Shang had started fighting, Murong Xiaoxiao jumped up happily, ran into the villa quickly, moved out a chair, took a box of milk, sat on the chair and sucked the milk, and focused on the fight on the lawn in the field.

My sister actually took action! This is a rare thing in a few years. Murong Xiaoxiao cherishes this hard-won opportunity very much. She must carefully understand her sister's moves.

Murong Wan's move with her hand-slashing knife was so natural and so smooth, as if a willow leaf was slashing in the wind.

However, there are no willow leaves so fast in the world!

Zhou Shang quickly made a mistake and moved his body like a cunning rabbit. It was the third level that was as fast as a jump, jumping away from Murong Wan's attack, but even so, his neck still felt like it was cut by a silk thread. It was like a trace of a woman's nail.

Mom, this woman is so cruel. Zhou Shang was also shocked and sweated coldly. He was already evasive just now, but he didn't expect to be swept away.

But Murong Wan's face was cold and arrogant, but she felt a little disdainful. She thought how strong time could be. I just tried it and avoided it in such a mess.

Before Zhou Shang could prepare, Murong Wan bullied herself again. This time her speed was obviously faster, and Zhou Shang was surrounded by white shadows.

When Zhou Shang saw this situation, he knew that he had encountered a strong enemy. He concentrated his energy and took action to fight. The two of them quickly formed a group of enemies.

When the two really fought, Zhou Shang felt Murong Wan's strength. Although she was a slim girl, she created a powerful force field, making Zhou Shang feel deeply trapped in the quagmire every time he punched. Even Zhou Shang's most advantageous punching speed was still slower.

Moreover, Murong Wan's moves are very complicated. Every time she takes action, there are countless changes, just like a woman's embroidery, with dense stitches everywhere.

This also shows that what Murong Wan learned must be very extensive and has a good understanding of it.

Zhou Shang was the most direct and effective moves he had found in his many years of killer career, but these moves were easily cut open by Murong Wan.

After a few rounds, Murong Wan's slender fingers pushed and loosened Zhou Shang's waist, and then beat and rolled it up again. Zhou Shang felt his body lighter and was lifted up by Murong Wan.

It's so embarrassing.

But Zhou Shang would never give himself a chance to embarrass himself. The moment he was raised, he reached out to touch Murong Wan's chest.

Murong Wan was shocked and quickly shook her wrist and threw Zhou Shang out. Zhou Shang adjusted his body posture in the air and landed steadily on the grass. However, even so, his hands had already touched Murong Wan's breasts. Murong Wan's mature breasts were not very large, but they were quite plump. Even through the clothes, he felt that Murong Wan's skin was much slippery than ordinary women, and it felt cool.

Murong Wan also felt Zhou Shang's presumptuousness, and now she wanted to chop off Zhou Shang's claws immediately. Even if Qin Wu entrusted me, I won't care. Anyway, if I chopped you up with one hand, I can still train you to Lingyan Pavilion!

Seeing that Murong Wanlingran had more murderous aura, Zhou Shang knew that her visitor was not good, and at this time he did not think she was a girl. Zhou Shang shook his hand and a flying knife appeared in his hand.

This is his last trick. If you take a flying knife, you will definitely see blood. Zhou Shang has never missed the flying knife countless times in the past seven or eight years. Every time he hits the target. Even if he just cuts the other party's clothes, he has never failed!

Take the knife! Zhou Shang shouted. He never reminded the other party when he fired the flying knife, but this time it was an exception because he actually didn't want to hurt Murong Wan. He just wanted to warn her to scare her once, so that Murong Wan knew how terrifying his real trick was.
Chapter completed!