"So that's it, it's it, it's good, it's good! Qingzi, I'll take you to meet the old men from the Ancient Poetry Association when I have the chance. Those old men will definitely be amazed by your talent when they see you!" The old man touched his white beard and nodded with satisfaction.

"That... Xiaoyu, don't you take me to see good things? Where are the good things?" Chu Qing quickly changed the topic. He was afraid that if he stayed here, he would not be able to withstand the embarrassing breath and his hair stood up...

He was so guilty now...

If you praise me again, you will feel guilty. Maybe you will find a pit to bury yourself.

He felt that Li Shangyin's coffin lid could not be covered by the original world.

"Oh, oh, I forgot, come with me, Brother Qing."

"Yeah." Jiang Xiaoyu took Chu Qing to another big room.

But the old man stared at the paintings on his desk again, and the more he looked, the more satisfied he became.

"We must take Qingzi to meet those old men who are arrogant and feel that they are unparalleled in poetry, so that they can know what is the real one! What is a genius!"

This thought came to the old man's mind irresistible.

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The house that Jiang Xiaoyu brought Chu Qing to was called Wu Fang.

As the name suggests, it is a place where the brothers and brothers usually discuss.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Come on, keep coming!"

"Okay, senior brother, I'm here!"

"Come here."

As soon as Chu Qing entered the martial arts room, he saw two people competing on the ring.

After seeing the competition on stage, Chu Qing's pupils shrank!

Real Kung Fu!

This is a completely unreasonable competition. Every punch and every hit Chu Qing feels that it has been put into practice!

Moreover, the two brothers on the stage were very fast, so dazzling that Chu Qing felt that his eyes could not keep up with the speed.

Very wonderful!

Very wonderful.

No matter whether it is avoiding or routine moves, it gives Chu Qing an unprecedented sense of reality.

Is this the real Chinese martial arts?

This thought appeared in Chu Qing's mind.

"Brother Qing, let's go on stage and gesture later?"

"us?"

"yes."

"It's not good." Chu Qing looked at Jiang Xiaoyu's thin figure. Although he knew that Jiang Xiaoyu might be very strong, Chu Qing always felt that the competition with Jiang Xiaoyu was not suitable.

After all, I am a man.

"If you have any bad things, just have a discussion. Are you afraid of being beaten by me?" Jiang Xiaoyu raised his head slightly and was a little provocative at Chu Qing.

"How is it possible... I'm afraid of you?" Chu Qing was agitated by Jiang Xiaoyu and suddenly felt that the man's dignity was gone.

How can men say they can't do it?

Just a competition. I'm irresponsible if I hurt you later.

Chu Qing thought so in his heart.

"Hehe!" Jiang Xiaoyu laughed, laughing even happier.

Seeing Jiang Xiaoyu's hilarious smile, Chu Qing suddenly felt inexplicably uncomfortable.
Chapter completed!