Brother, you are calm and composed, your hands are hanging on both sides of your body at will.

Li Hao was born in a traditional martial arts family. Later, he fought the shameful black fist for a while. The free fighting and Sanda tricks were mixed together by him, and the attack power was quite terrifying.

Wang Hui shouted to Li Hao: "Stop until you have it, don't hurt anyone!"

If Li Hao hurts his elder brother, Liu Dan will not be able to bear the weight.

But it would be unreasonable to not let them make friends through martial arts.

Then, Wang Hui found that Liu Dan looked at him with strange eyes.

"What's wrong?

Something went wrong with me?"

Wang Hui looked down at his dress, it was normal.

Liu Dan had no choice but to rub his nose: "Wang Hui... you are such a country bumpkin!"

"Why?"

Wang Hui was stunned.

In the yard, the fight has begun.

Li Hao's feet kept moving, his fists were forward and backward, and he made a defensive style of Sanda. His elbows were close to his torso, tightly clamped his armpits, stretched his left fist forward, about the height was about flush with his eyes, and his right fist was close to his right cheek, barely blocking his temples.

Such a posture will protect all key positions such as armpits, heart, and temples.

"ha!"

Li Hao's breathing sound was also a reminder.
Chapter completed!