big name bastard

Turning his head to look again, he saw that Xiao Yuan had already figured out the root of Rong Mian's strange moves, and instead of retreating, he followed with a punch.

Rong Mian's knee was blocked halfway, but he saw that his ankle was suddenly tense, and the toes inside the boots were as cold as iron. Xiao Yuan hit him with the knee force, but was quickly rebounded, and instantly kicked towards Xiao Yuan's abdomen, with two pops. , Xiao Yuan was kicked out, he just felt sore, he couldn't hold back two steps back, stabilized his body, but was still hit by Rong Mian's kick and fell to the ground, he was stunned on the spot.

Xiao Yuan was actually kicked out, everyone swallowed their saliva when they saw the result, their eyes widened, and there was no sound.

Rong Shaoqi's throat tightened even more, this kick was exactly the one that Rong Mian kicked himself at the beginning, and it was able to hit Xiao Yuan.

Rong Mian covered the knee hit by Xiao Yuan, and said softly, "It hurts so much."

"Third Young Master is really good at kicking!"

Xiao Yuan smiled, he was dazed at first, but now he understands in a blink of an eye, what Rong Mian borrowed is strength, if he hadn't injured his knee with his own hand and made him use his own strength to bounce back to his foot, he would not have been kicked.

In other words, Xiao Yuan was not defeated by Rong Mian, but by his own strength.On the contrary, Rong Mian, it is really rare to have such a move.Don't say you have to agree to one condition, even ten conditions will do!

"Young Master Xiao, I accept it."

Rong Mian clasped his fists and stood up straight while stroking his knees. Xiao Yuan quickly stood up and came to help Rong Mian up, with a curious face on his face, "Third Young Master, your moves just now were so strange!"

Xiao Yuan understands that as Rong Mian's concubine, agreeing to his terms will definitely bring him endless benefits in the future.But Xiao Yuan didn't mind.

"Heh." Rong Mian smiled shyly, his eyes sparkled, and he spoke nonsense, "These tricks were actually taught by Master Yizheng of Yunci Temple. Young master's unrivaled martial arts skills are much worse."

When he was a bodyguard in the previous life, he stood out from the arduous training.And to reach the noble son's side, and finally become the head of the bodyguard, is to fight out from among the many masters!

Rong Mian doesn't understand Xiao Yuan's moves, he only knows that no matter what method he uses, as long as the enemy wins.So he dabbled in Sanda, boxing, taekwondo and karate.

And the front and side kicks just now came from karate.

But who asked that old monk to recruit him, called him to the backyard of the temple, and pretended to be sophisticated there, without saying a word.

Rong Mian knew that his moves would definitely attract suspicion, but with a master standing behind him, Rong Mian had no worries.

Rong Shaoqi's face was sullen and pale, no, he had never seen Master Yizheng use such a weird move.Moreover, Rong Mian only met Master Yizheng once, so how could he get the secret biography?

"Third brother, you are not a reckless man. Now that you have won against Mr. Xiao and received Mr. Xiao's promise, as a token of gratitude, you should compose a poem to add to the fun?"

Rong Shaoqi frowned and stared at Rong Mian's knees, and found that he was walking without any problem at all, his heart was dark, provocative words came in immediately.

Sooner or later, he will ask clearly about Master Yizheng, but Rong Mian thinks that if he wins over Xiao Yuan, this matter is over?

When Rong Mian heard this, his face immediately froze. Poetry requires talent, and he is just a 'thug', so why not write sour poems.

Rong Shaoqi looked at his face and immediately decided that he was not good enough. He immediately grabbed hold of him and looked at Xiao Yuan, "Mr. Xiao, my third younger brother has loved reading since he was a child. He has occupied my study room, and his talent for poetry will never be there." Under me, now third brother, you should also give Young Master Xiao some face, after all Young Master Xiao is submissive to you, it is not a good thing to be proud of one's talents."

Nima, this is not over!

Rong Mian secretly gritted his teeth, turned his head and saw Su Yu in the field, smiling slightly towards him, his eyes were bright, as if reflecting two blooming peach blossoms, so beautiful that it seemed like a lifetime ago, so he nodded at himself like this Nodding his head, seeing Rong Mian's heart fluttering for a moment.

"Let the third son compose a poem!"

Hearing a delicate but bold female voice, Rong Mian raised his head and saw the girl named Li Yue whom he had seen in the inn before.

"Yeah yeah."

The women watching the bustle from the outside blushed, and the melodious voice of the oriole echoed a few times.

Rong Mian's face became more and more pale, composing poems, is this something you can compose if you can?

There must be artistic conception, and there must be...

Rong Mian didn't know what else he should have. In short, he had memorized several poems in his previous life. If he took them out and recited them one by one, the good poems that leaked the ancients would be second. That's the joke.

If you let him fight, if you let him write endless poems, wouldn't it be a trouble.

"Mian'er, you just write a poem, because everyone is looking forward to it."

Su Yu cast a wink at Rong Mian, Rong Mian looked at the people in the field, saw that everyone was looking at him, and knew that if he didn't recite a few words, he might not be able to get off this stage, and it would disappoint everyone, so he simply ...

He was silent for a few breaths, and then spoke——

I live in Junxuanyan, Yueyan, and I can't send geese to pass letters to thank you.

Tao Li Chunfeng has a glass of wine, the lights of the rivers and lakes night rain for ten years.

There should be a few more sentences behind... It's a pity that Rong Mian didn't remember.

Rong Shaoqi was shocked, this poem actually...!

Not only him, but everyone in the arena was also shocked, looking at Rong Mian with complicated, surprised or excited eyes.

Rong Mian was a little apprehensive, wondering whether the words he had recited were right or wrong.

He looked anxiously at Su Yu, his big eyes were water-colored, and he was asking for help.

Su Yu pursed his thin lips and looked at Rong Mian with a serious expression, even more serious than when he found out that Rong Mian had 'deceived' him just now.

Even Su Yu looked like this, and Rong Mian felt that he had caused a catastrophe. Could it be that his poem...has a problem?