Three Hundred and Fifteen, a Serious Beauty, Especially Attractive

The latest website: When Xu Chengxiang slept like a mortal for a night, and then walked out the door with a stretched waist, two figures were already dancing there on the bluestone plaza in the small courtyard.

Seeing Xu Cheng approaching, the two of them hurriedly retreated.

"I said, a guy like you who doesn't even come to practice in the morning class will be expelled from any martial arts gym."

Dressed in a white samurai robe that was slightly sweaty and slightly flesh-colored, which was close to her figure, the little girl Shen Xinyue pouted dissatisfiedly.

"If my sister didn't stop me, I would have gone to lift your quilt a long time ago."

Lift the quilt?

I slept naked last night...

Xu Cheng looked up at Shen Mingzhu who was on the side.

The tall and slender figure is matched with a tight-fitting jade white military uniform, and the belt around the waist is tightly tied, which not only shows the long legs, but also reveals the uncontrollable swelling.

What's worse, with the sweat dripping from the sharpened chin, a trace of flesh color came out.

This girl doesn't seem to be wearing underwear...

Sensing Xu Cheng's burning eyes, Shen Mingzhu blushed and turned around.

On weekdays, the two sisters practice kungfu, and they are used to not wearing those restrictive clothes...

"Seqian, what are you looking at?" Shen Xinyue glared at Xu Cheng, her eyes unconsciously looked at her chest, and then curled her lips.

No comparison.

"Come on, follow us to move your body, stretch your muscles and bones, and I will teach you the Fallen Leaf Fist later." Shen Mingzhu walked to the wooden frame that was one person tall, lightly put her long straight legs on it, and then pressed down gently .

This picture...

"What are you looking at? Why don't you hurry up and follow suit?" Shen Xinyue pushed Xu Cheng angrily, and then slowly pushed down by herself, splitting her legs.

Xu Cheng shook his head, twisted his waist, swung his arms, walked up to Shen Mingzhu, and imitated her to put his legs on the wooden frame.

"Huh?"

Seeing Xu Cheng's light movements, the two sisters were taken aback.

Xu Cheng pressed his legs a few times,

He pulled his arms and waist a few times from the side.

"Have you practiced martial arts before?"

Shen Xinyue looked at Xu Cheng's movements, then shook her head.

Although Xu Cheng stretched his muscles easily, he was not proficient.

And judging by the shape of his hands and feet, it doesn't look like he has practiced martial arts at all.

"There is a stone lock over there, let's see how strong you are." Seeing that Xu Cheng stretched his muscles and bones without any difficulty, Shen Mingzhu said.

Xu Cheng nodded and walked to those stone locks.

Stone locks are big and small, the big ones are thick and thin, and the small ones are the size of a millstone.

Xu Cheng stretched out his hand to lift the smallest stone lock, and lifted it a few times with ease.

In fact, not to mention the one hundred catty stone lock, even if it was ten or a hundred times heavier, it would not be a burden to him.

"Okay, I guess, you must have had a hard time before." Shen Xinyue's eyes lit up, and she said.

Shen Mingzhu thought of the scene she saw in Xu Cheng's room yesterday, and felt the heat.

This Xu Cheng's identity is probably not as simple as he said.

Xu Cheng lifted the two hundred catties and three hundred catties of stone locks one after another. When it reached five hundred catties, he pretended to be struggling and did not lift it up again.

Five hundred catties is already the strength of the third level of body refining.

The little girl Shen Xinyue is also at this level.

If he showed stronger strength again, these two little girls would have to consider whether they would lure wolves into the house.

Now that I know too little about this other world, it's better to stay in the Pearl Martial Arts Gym first.

Seeing that Xu Cheng didn't mention the five-hundred-jin stone lock, Shen Mingzhu's eyes revealed a hint of disappointment.

Shen Xinyue breathed a sigh of relief.

"The strength is a bit weak, this month, extra meals."

Shen Mingzhu walked forward slowly while talking.

She raised her hand to tighten the thick belt around her waist, making her waist look slimmer.

"I'll practice Fallen Leaf Fist once, and see how you feel."

As she said that, she slowly separated her feet, lowered her waist, and then raised her arms.

"drink--"

Throw a punch, step back, twist your waist, punch again...

The movements are gentle and masculine, the fists are sometimes as powerless as falling leaves, and sometimes they are as heavy as a giant tree swinging its arms, with each punch and each stroke, there is a bang.

The Fallen Leaf Fist moves that Shen Mingzhu practiced were not many, only thirteen or four.

Withdrawing her fist and standing up, she turned to look at Xu Chengdao: "How do you feel?"

"It's beautiful." Xu Cheng nodded.

"You—" Shen Mingzhu gave him a hard look.

"Sex embryo!" Shen Xinyue gritted her teeth and whispered.

"I mean, this boxing looks like falling leaves, one punch after another is continuous, soft and erratic, very beautiful." Xu Cheng had a sincere look on his face.

It turned out to be boxing.

A blush flashed across Shen Mingzhu's face, she nodded and said: "You can see the attribute of softness, which is already very good, and you are very perceptive."

After arranging the boxing style again, Shen Mingzhu moved a lot slower.

"drink--"

"This style requires strength."

"Ugh—"

"This style, the speed must be fast."

...

While talking and practicing, Shen Mingzhu began to teach very seriously.

In fact, Xu Cheng turned over the Falling Leaf Fist which has a total of twenty-four moves, some of the latter moves can be cultivated to the peak of body training, and it also involves the spirit martial state.

Some moves Shen Mingzhu is talking about now, there are still some flaws in the operation of power.

But looking at this girl's serious appearance, Xu Cheng couldn't bear to disturb her.

After all, this serious beauty is very attractive.

In his heart, Xu Cheng's judgment for himself was that after his cultivation base and spirit could not be used, his xinxing and concentration fluctuated a bit.

It's certainly not the case in my nature.

"Did you understand this time?" After the rehearsal, Shen Mingzhu turned to look at Xu Cheng.

Xu Cheng nodded and said with a smile, "It's a pity that Miss Mingzhu doesn't open a museum to teach students."

Hearing his words, Shen Mingzhu was shocked, lowered her eyebrows, and said in a low voice: "My father taught me these things."

Beside her, Shen Xinyue's eyes suddenly turned red.

Master Shen?

Xu Cheng knew that he had mentioned something he shouldn't have mentioned.

These two girls, who were only seventeen or eighteen years old, had been struggling in front of others after their father left.

Now that I mentioned it, they suddenly broke their defenses.

"That, Pavilion Master Shen..."

"Don't worry, if father comes back, we will naturally not let you participate in the Wilderness Hunting Ceremony." Shen Mingzhu had already adjusted her mood, and then said: "You come to practice and let me see."

Intentionally explaining a few words, Xu Cheng had no choice but to step forward and slowly open the opening posture of the Fallen Leaf Fist.

After learning Fallen Leaf Fist through the system, what Xu Cheng had to do at this time was to forget about the boxing technique and pretend to be practicing boxing technique for the first time.

He moves very slowly, trying to deform those standard movements as much as possible.

Punch out, step back.

With every move, he deliberately forgot his posture.

After practicing ten strokes, he felt that it was more tiring than practicing boxing ten times.

Turning their heads, both Shen Mingzhu and Shen Xinyue stared at him with wide eyes.

What's the meaning?

"Can't I practice well?" Xu Cheng asked.

Shen Mingzhu shook her head, turned around and walked towards the kitchen.

"I'll see if there's any bread left, and bake some for breakfast."

What's the meaning?

gone?

Xu Cheng turned his head to look at Shen Xinyue who was on the side.

"Although the ten-style boxing you practiced just now is a bit out of shape, it is generally correct." Shen Xinyue looked at Xu Cheng with a smile.

"It took me three days to learn these ten moves."

The smile on her face was even wider: "My sister used it for five days."

"Do you think she will be happy now?"

"The bread is baked, why don't you come and eat it soon?" Shen Mingzhu's voice came from the direction of the kitchen.

...

After eating a few slices of bread that didn't taste very good or looked good, Shen Mingzhu had already changed into a set of off-white clothes, her hair was tied tightly, and half of her face was covered with a thin scarf between the collars.

There is a large desert outside Dongyue City, and people who leave the city basically use scarves to cover their mouths and noses.

"Xinyue, take Xu Cheng and practice the Fallen Leaf Fist. I will check it when I come back tonight."

Just a few steps away, Shen Mingzhu turned around again and put a banknote on the table.

"You go out to eat at noon."

But for a moment, the roar of spirit oil trucks sounded outside the Budokan.

"Is your sister hunting wild animals when she leaves the city?" Xu Cheng looked at Shen Xinyue curiously.

With Shen Mingzhu's martial arts cultivation, going out of the city like this, wouldn't it be dangerous?

And looking at the tacit understanding of these two little girls, it is obvious that Shen Mingzhu went out of the city not once or twice.

"Eat yours, why do you care so much?" Shen Xinyue glared at Xu Cheng angrily, and stuffed a piece of bread into her mouth.

"When you're full, go to the yard to practice boxing."