The First Thousand and Sixty-Ninth Chapters Teach the Sect Ten Tan Legs!

Men like Deng Xiaotian are reserved and reserved. They are the kind of sons and daughters who don't say thank you. Now when they say this, they don't take Su Ke as an outsider and make a joke.

However, Su Ke suddenly got serious and sat up directly: "Hey, Uncle Tian, ​​I really have one thing to ask you!"

"Oh? What's the matter?" Deng Xiaotian stretched his arms and turned his head to look at Su Ke: "If you want to join the Dragon Soul, I can't agree to this now!"

"No! That's how it is!" Su Ke was not the kind of person who reciprocates his favor, and lowered his voice: "Uncle Tian, ​​when I came here just now, that Leng Tianbing said he wanted to learn from me, this is to abuse me. The rhythm! You have to call the shots for me!"

Su Ke thought of the look in Leng Tianbing's eyes before, and he clearly meant to fight him for 300 rounds. If this was a little girl, he would definitely take orders, but this Leng Tianbing seemed to be a difficult character to deal with, and he was A big man, fighting with a man himself, always feels almost meaningless. [

"Ha! Xiaobing?" Deng Xiaotian was very surprised. No one knew more about his group of children than him. All of them were arrogant and arrogant masters. It should be their opponent, and it will not let them have any intention of learning from each other.

"Wouldn't it be to discuss medical skills with you?" Deng Xiaotian felt that this was a bit unreliable.

Su Ke actually mentioned this matter, but he didn't say that he was frightened by Leng Tianbing. If he really made a move, with his current kung fu, he would not be completely defeated. Fighting, is there any benefit!

"That's not it!" Su Ke shook his head, talking about how he was free in the room, kicked Tan's legs a few times, and then Leng Tianbing suddenly appeared, and he kept saying that he wanted to learn from himself.

"Shaolin Tan legs?" Deng Xiaotian suddenly felt that things were not so simple.

"Well, Shaolin Tan legs!" Su Ke nodded. He was not surprised that Deng Xiaotian knew about Shaolin Tan legs. This old man should be called a master at the master level. Not a misnomer.

"Come twice, I'll see!" Deng Xiaotian took a step back and left space for Su Ke.

"Uncle Tian, ​​I'm so tired now!" Although Su Ke said so, he still stood aside honestly, moved his muscles and bones, and began to gesture.

Tan legs are called legs, but this kung fu is not all on the legs. It was born in the northern boxing school.

However, the focus is still on the legs, paying attention to the characteristics of "fisting, three legs and seven" and "fisting is two doors, all relying on legs to hit people", Su Ke is full of energy, stealing horizontal hammers, Tongtian Cannon Fist, inch legs, The cross-legged, chain-linked legs, and the tiger's gust of wind, the whole figure seems to bring out the aura of stubbornness and slaughter.

Deng Xiaotian's eyes watched Su Ke's every move, every movement was subtle, and even with Su Ke's three punches and two kicks, the relaxed freehand in his eyes gradually disappeared, and a kind of seriousness appeared, followed by a stern expression. with amazed admiration.

After Su Ke finished work, he didn't expect that not only did he not feel tired, but his spirit was much better than before. Looking at Deng Xiaotian who was standing on the side, he nodded and rubbed the bridge of his nose subconsciously. Before he could speak, Deng Xiaotian had already asked up.

"Shaolin Tan Legs, you have been practicing since you were young? Who is your master?"

Looking at Deng Xiaotian's very formal question, Su Ke was in trouble. He couldn't tell him that he lifted the blanket that covered his body from the black rain, and then the reward from the flower picking system!

I was a little stunned, there was no way, although Su Ke didn't want to lie to Deng Xiaotian, but he really told the truth based on the law, he could only make up a reason: "I have been practicing for seven or eight years, it seems to have started at the age of ten. It was taught to me by an old man in our community who collected waste!"

"The old man who collects waste?" Deng Xiaotian couldn't believe it, and looked at Su Ke thoughtfully: "Is this old man still there? What's his name?"

"I forgot the name a long time ago. It didn't take half a year for the old man to teach me, and I couldn't find anyone!" Where does Su Ke have any masters? He can only randomly mention a role. Fortunately, the legend of the Shaolin sweeper has always existed. These masters are the masters who are hidden in the city, and the dragon can't see the end.

"Oh! It seems that you have met a master!" Although Deng Xiaotian was skeptical, Su Ke's statement was also true. Although it sounds like a plot in a novel, first of all Su Ke's kung fu will not take shape in three or five years. And there is no shame in having a famous teacher, there is no need to hide it.

"Okay, I also know what's going on, Xiaobing really wants to learn from you, you should prepare well!" [

"Ah? Uncle Tian! I don't have time right now. It's more important to treat your poisonous injuries. If I let him break it, it will delay things!" Su Ke waved his hands again and again.

"This is not something you can take off. Otherwise, the soldier has to entangle you every day. It is not easy for him to meet a master of Shaolin Tan legs! It is impossible to let go easily!" Deng Xiaotian poured cold water on Su Ke in one sentence.

"Uncle Tian, ​​I--ah? The master you're talking about isn't me, right?" Su Ke wanted to struggle to the death, but who knew he was stunned just halfway through, master? say me?

To be able to say the words "master" in Deng Xiaotian's mouth, the gold content can be imagined, and Su Ke couldn't help but be surprised.

"Yes, just relying on the Shaolin Tan legs just now, you have indeed reached the point where you can be called a master!" Deng Xiaotian's evaluation was very pertinent, focusing on Tan legs, which means that in other respects, Su Ke is still far away When not master this title.

"Xiao Bing comes from the Cangzhou Wulin family, and the kung fu practice has a deep connection with Shaolin Tan Leg. Have you heard of the teacher Tan Leg?" Deng Xiaotian began to explain to Su Ke.

Seeing Su Ke's thoughtful look, it is estimated that he will not understand it too deeply. He believes most of his previous rhetoric. After all, if he really has a master, he will definitely explain these things to him clearly, but unfortunately, he I learned from the old man who collected waste, and the time was too short, so many things were not touched.

"Tan legs of the teacher are passed down by Master Kunlun in his later years. Because most of the practitioners are Muslim Muslims, they are called the legs of the teacher. There is a slight change in the practice of cross-legged legs, which is somewhat different from the Shaolin Tan legs."

"The first way is like a pole, the second way is crossed and drilled, the third way is smashing and pulling the plough, the fourth way is to support and slide, the fifth way is parry, etc., the sixth way is aggressive, the left and right are connected, the seventh way is covered and wiped, and the eighth way Knock the lock and swipe the ring, the nine paths are divided into the center, and the ten paths are like arrows, this is his fist way!"

Although Deng Xiaotian is not proficient in all kinds of kung fu, he has a wide range of knowledge and relatively complex knowledge. These boxing songs and songs are even more handy. After he finished speaking, he looked at Su Ke and smiled meaningfully.

"Shaolin Twelve-Road Tan Legs, when you meet the teacher's Ten-Road Tan Tan legs, your kid's level is not low, and Xiao Bing's Tan legs are even more killer. Now, do you think Xiao Bing will pass up the opportunity to confront you?"