"How powerful does the young master think this Tianma Meteor Fist?"

Ah Fu stood with his hands behind his back, and he was so arrogant that he spoke proudly.

Meng Xinghun's expression was a little entangled, but he couldn't help but say, "It's amazing, but the starting move is too time-consuming. What should I do if the enemy takes the opportunity to attack? And the strange singing sounds really..."

Ah Fu's face sank and said unhappily: "What is it?"

"It's very ugly. Do you have to sing that song every time you make a move? I can't sing."

Meng Xinghun saw that Afu's anger was brewing, but it was unwilling to let him pose in that strange starting style and sing songs and punch. It was better to kill him with one sword.

Afu stared at Meng Xinghun for a long time, and Meng Xinghun was sweating coldly, thinking that Afu was about to be angry and embarrassed to teach him a lesson.

Afu still suppressed his anger and sighed, "What's so strange about singing when he was boxing? In ancient times, heroes and heroes were very generous and sad when they fought fiercely. When the world's top swordsman in Qin was fighting for life and death duel with the world's top gunsman, there was a blind old piano player playing the piano accompaniment. The sound of swords and guns colliding and clashing with the piano sound was harmonious, and a unique sound was played. Whether it was singing or music, it could cleanse people's hearts, pure will, and greatly enhance the power of the moves. Why would the young master not like it?"

Meng Xinghun was also stunned and felt that Ah Fu's words had some truth, but he shook his head and said, "That song is really hard to sing. It's like a random scream. The music is not the Central Plains rhythm, and I can't learn it even if I want to sing."

Ah Fu waved his hand and said, "It doesn't matter. The young master doesn't need to learn to sing. The bat armor is equipped with a small speaker. Wait for the villain to save the song into the system and make the settings. When the young master uses the Tianma Meteor Fist, he will automatically play the music accompaniment."

Meng Xinghun still shook his head: "I just punch, I don't want to be so distracted when I punch, I'm so distracted."

Ah Fu clenched his teeth and shouted angrily: "Young Master, don't be willful. Do you know that in the multiverse, all men who have their own BGM are peerless strong men? Haven't the young master heard that famous saying of a strong man: 'No one in my BGM can defeat me!', don't let Ah Fu down! "

Meng Xinghun didn't understand Ah Fu's words, he just kept shaking his head and refused to obey.

"It's better not to learn this Tianma Meteor Fist. The preparation time for the start is too long. The enemy will die in vain if he only needs to stab it with one sword. No matter how powerful the later move is, the dead will not be able to use it."

Ah Fu tugged his chest and calmed his breath. After holding it for a while, he said: "The problem of starting hand is easy to solve. The practice and fighting style of boxing are different. Isn't the Tai Chi practice of Wudang School slow and slow, but when facing the enemy, he is as fast as lightning. This is the reason why Tianma Meteor Fist starts slowly. How can he run if you don't learn to walk? When you become proficient in Tianma Meteor Fist, you can use your moves with your hand."

Meng Xinghun nodded and said, "If I don't need to play that starting move or accompaniment of strange songs, I will learn this Tianma Meteor Fist."

Afu looked at him coldly, and a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, saying, "Young Master still wants to bargain with Afu. Young Master Wu has been a killer with Boss Gao for so many years. There are rumors in the world that a top killer can kill any kind of person. The villain is just like this. With the young master's childish nature, he did not lose his life as a killer. He is also very lucky. No wonder people say that people who often see meteors will have good luck!"

Knowing that Afu was trying to provoke his Dharma to trap him, Meng Xinghun couldn't help but say, "How naive are you? Please help Butler Fu to solve your doubts!"

Although the killer's career is accompanied by pain, it is the only thing Meng Xinghun has done successfully in his life. He can't help but want to refute it when he is denied so much.

A Fu sneered: "When the young master kills, do you have to wear brocade clothes, hold a golden sword, dress up in a beautiful way, and put on a beautiful posture after killing people?"

Meng Xinghun said: "When I kill people, I wear the most inconspicuous coarse cloth clothes, use the most ordinary sword, and turn around and run away after killing people, for fear of not running fast enough!"

Afu said: "If the young master must hide in the cesspool and stab the man in the lower body from the hole to kill the target, will the young master enter the cesspool?"

Meng Xinghun replied without thinking: "Enter!"

Afu said: "That's good. Afu can do not teach Tianma Meteor Fist, and he will change to the young master to have a set of assassination swordsmanship."

Meng Xinghun was stunned by Afu. He didn't understand why he changed his mind and wanted to teach him sword skills.

But Afu ignored whether Meng Xinghun agreed or not. He took out a sword from somewhere like a magician, standing opposite Meng Xinghun, holding the hilt in his hand and demonstrating sword technique.

Meng Xinghun was a little nervous. He felt that he was afraid that he would anger Afu, and Afu wanted to teach him a lesson.

Ah Fu stared at Meng Xinghun with sharp eyes and said slowly: "Young Master, be careful. This is the assassination sword technique that the villain learned from a top Korean assassin. This sword technique is most suitable for defeating the strong with the weak and killing people in a flash!"

Meng Xinghun raised his spirits and stared at Ah Fu without daring to be careless.

"Oh quack!"

Ah Fu, who had always been stern, suddenly made a strange look, his arms shrank, his elbows swung back, and his head was still shook, like a frightened chicken. The sword was also sandwiched between his legs, and he waved back and forth as he walked back and forth.

The starting style of this sword technique is even more strange than that of the Tianma Meteor Fist, and Meng Xinghun was confused.

"Yeah~ Cha Cha Cha!"

Ah Fu twisted his butt and arched forward with his cross-legged legs, his hands poking between his thighs, and his expression on his face was also very funny and despicable.

Meng Xinghun was even more confused. He thought to himself that Ah Fu was so obsessed with practicing martial arts that he looked like a madman?

"Oh, yeah..."

Afu stuck out his tongue and made a false licking, and his lewd smile on his face even more, which made people unable to bear to look at him.

Even though Meng Xinghun always likes to have a cold face, he can't help laughing at Ah Fu's appearance. He never expected that Ah Fu, who always looks mysterious and extremely talented, also has such a funny and stupid side.

He lowered his head and chuckled slightly, then looked up again...

Afu had appeared in front of him at some point. He raised the long sword in his hand and the tip of the sword poked on Meng Xinghun's neck, slightly slashing the skin, and the blood beads slowly rolled down his neck!

Ah Fu had already put away his funny expression, looked at Meng Xinghun with a serious face, and said slowly: "Even if I am a six-year-old child and don't know any martial arts, you will die in this sword! May I ask Mr. Meng, a well-known killer in the world, do you still think that the starting style is stupid and ridiculous trick is not a good trick?"

Meng Xinghun was speechless. Although Afu's martial arts skills were high, the sword he was slaughtered by his neck had nothing to do with the martial arts skills of the swordsman. He was completely lost in the vigilance of those strange moves and a momentary negligence!

If he really wants to change to a six-year-old child, he will be hit and lose his life in vain!

"Young Master, since you don't care about what clothes you wear when facing the enemy, or what sword you take when you are in a cesspool when you are stabbing people, why do you only care about whether the moves look stupid? Is it true that the young master is straightforward when killing people, and stabs them beautifully, and the person who was killed dies with his eyes open, which makes the young master complacent and vain? Is it fake that you don't like to kill people?"

This reproach made Meng Xinghun feel ashamed and could not answer.

Afu put away his sword and said in an unquestionable tone: "Afu has always liked to reason with others. If the young master can't say anything to refute, let's practice this set of Tianma Meteor Fist from today. If you have to practice the starting style well, that song must be retained. What do you think?"
Chapter completed!