It should be said that being two years younger is the real problem. The hard work of tiger tail scissors requires over ten years of age to practice, otherwise it will have an impact on the root and bone. In other words, this disciple has not yet been able to truly exert the power of tiger tail scissors.

Just now, the moment he was pinched and thrown out by Chen Ming, he hit Chen Ming three times in a row, but he didn't practice hard skills. In addition, he was still too young at the age of eight. Chen Ming held on to the pain and threw him out. Only after he threw him out of the ring, he deliberately controlled his strength.

Otherwise, an eight-year-old child would definitely have problems if he smashed the one-meter-high ring match. Because of this action, the elder in the stands nodded. In this case, he could still adhere to his martial ethics and his evaluation would naturally improve.

"The winner, Chen Ming!" The inner disciple who was responsible for acting as the referee announced, and then looked at Chen Ming, "Do you continue to challenge?"

"………You can try it!" Chen Ming rubbed his shoulders. The disciple had three moves in a row, and his entire back muscles were hurting. However, after winning a game, he began to have some confidence, or wanted to continue to explore his knowledge.

"Chen Ming!" The inner disciple's cry came from behind, "My name is Zhang Lin, Qilin's Lin, remember it for me. Next month, I will continue to challenge you!"

"Next month, I may not be your opponent!" Chen Ming nodded, as if he had accepted the agreement.

"Then, let me go next!" A ten-year-old inner disciple came on the striking, "Tiger Claw Ang Lee, please give me advice!"

Unlike the disciple just now, this person must have started practicing hard skills. Moreover, he has been practicing in the sect for four years, and his height and body at the age of ten are no less than Chen Ming. It is not difficult to see from this that if he really fights, he will definitely suffer a loss.

"I don't have any points rewards when playing with me!" Chen Ming reminded me.

"It's okay, I'm very interested in some of my wonderful ideas!" Ang Lee said with a smile, "The last move I used just now should be the scissors feet in wrestling, right?"

"Yes, it's indeed scissors' feet... I have seen a lot of fighting skills recently in order to improve the tiger-shaped fist." Chen Ming nodded.

"The martial arts of Wuhumen have indeed absorbed the essence of imported fighting skills in the past 20 or 30 years and improved a lot. The five core martial arts have also produced several new factions... However, senior brother, improvement may be the path that must be taken, but if the foundation is not laid well, it is not advisable to seek improvement..." Ang Lee immediately took the stand, "I hope to use this competition to let senior brother understand this!"

So that's what I came to teach me how to be a human being? This disciple's body shape is almost the same as Chen Ming, and the other party's temperament is relatively stable and mature, so Chen Ming regards him as a peer.

The same age will have the habit of comparison. Perhaps when parents were young, they would always compare other peers with themselves, but as a result, they would subconsciously compare with their peers.

Chen Ming has no parents, no children or playmates of the same age, and the old village chief will not compare him with whom, so naturally it will not be like this. However, people of the same age are somewhat dissatisfied with talking to themselves in such a tone. Even though they know that the other party has much time to practice martial arts, they still want to play first before talking.

"Please give me advice!" Chen Ming nodded, then put on a stance, using the starting style of a tiger-shaped fist.

"Please give me advice!" Seeing this, Ang Lee also made a gesture, but he used the starting style of the tiger claw skill.

However, neither of them took the lead in attacking or even moved. The ring competition is not a practical battle, so there is no hasty concept. If you take action casually, you will easily be countered by the other party.

After four years of his mentality, Li An has become mature, so he will not attack like Zhang Lin. But it is not a solution to continue like this. As a challenger, he began to slowly move towards Chen Ming.

Every time you move, the pace is very small, and the body also makes various fine adjustments to reduce flaws.

"If you don't come, then I'll do it!" Chen Ming rushed over and used the trick of leaping through the mountain stream. In a moment, the distance between the two sides quickly narrowed.

"……………” Ang Lee immediately fought back, using the tiger claw technique to capture, and at the same time made predictions on Chen Ming's trajectory.

It was at this moment that Chen Ming's body suddenly curled up, then rolled on the ground, deviating from his original trajectory. This method of changing his body shape in the air is definitely not a tiger-shaped fist.

"This is just a cat!" The elder of the preceptor joked, and Xiao Yan also laughed without saying a word.

The Five Tiger Sects are not rigid, so the core martial arts of the Five Sects have been modified hundreds or thousands of times. Not to mention how many times it has been modified, even Xiao Yan, who is the leader, probably forgot about it. He even felt that the Tiger Sect's Tiger Fist he had learned before was not the same boxing technique as the current sect professors.

If Chen Ming really developed "Cat Fist" based on the tiger-shaped fist, that would be his ability. However, looking at this movement, unless he is thin or has agile, he may not be able to learn this. It is not so easy to change his body shape significantly in the air.

Rolling is to avoid being captured by the opponent by twisting. The Wuhumen's tiger claw skills have faded the concept of grasping, but in the end it is derived from the tiger claw grabbing hand, so the concept of grasping is still preserved.

The moment he landed, he used street dance movements, supported the ground with his hands and swept across his feet, with the purpose of making Ang Lee lose his balance. Practicing the tiger claw skills means that the lower plate may be unstable. But in fact, there are practices for the lower plate in the morning class and evening class!

He had to be fast and ruthless to destroy the other party's balance...at least, he thought so. However, when the kick hit the other party, it was his feet that hurt.

"Senior Brother, you underestimate our inner disciples too much!" The other party took action almost instantly, grabbed Chen Ming's leg, and then pulled it backwards, and a huge force came. Chen Ming was the first to lose balance. The next second, or even in a moment, Ang Lee's hand had already strangled his neck.

"I admit defeat..." Chen Ming couldn't accept it. He was not vague at all.

"Senior brother, although our resources are different, we spend twenty-four hours every day!" Li Ang let go of his hand, then looked at Chen Ming and said, "But how to use these twenty-four hours should be used to the maximum extent. For example, work may not be suitable for martial arts, but you can work hard; if you are not suitable for hard work, you can try to exercise your waist horse!"

"This is why you don't use chairs during class?" The inner disciple who was the referee joked, and in fact he was also giving advice to Chen Ming. They are all fellow disciples, so there is no need to hide them privately, just like Ang Lee said these words, and he didn't avoid him.

Chen Ming was shocked. What does it mean to not use a chair for three hours? Every day, the plate is stable. No wonder he just kicked it, but he was hurt!

"I've been taught!" Chen Ming humbly saluted Ang Lee. The other party didn't use any fancy moves just now. They were completely basic moves, but they could still kill him in seconds. They rely on a solid foundation!
Chapter completed!