Chapter 87 This guy has no martial ethics
Yarling, yelling, and screaming during a fight are inappropriate most of the time. Because shouting loudly will disrupt the breathing rhythm and will discourage you. When you are discouraged, you will lose your strength.
Those who are really good at kung fu basically do not beep when they move their hands. They focus on holding their breath and strike with all their strength to knock down the opponent instantly.
Of course, if you know the legendary "lion's roar skill" and can knock people down with a roar, that's another matter.
The purpose of fighting is to knock down and subdue the opponent. Most of the victory or defeat is decided in an instant. It's like fighting for three days and three nights in martial arts novels. Just watch and enjoy it.
Li Xinzhu knocked down two people in an instant, and Yang Xianhua's face was so gloomy that water could drip from his face.
"This, this is not possible. Director Yang, this is your disciple. You have a good reputation and your teaching skills are not good. You have to teach them something serious!"
The skills of these two people disappointed Li Xinzhu. He set his sights on Yang Xianhua. The two just now were just appetizers at best, and the one in front of him was the real one. He subconsciously turned on the mocking mode.
"Are you here to cause trouble?" Yang Xianhua gritted his teeth, his eyes were as fierce as a jackal, and he secretly moved his hands and shrugged his shoulders a few times.
"You have to understand that you are the one who made the first move, not the first to complain." As he said this, Li Xinzhu had already begun to accumulate strength and was ready to launch an attack at any time.
“Wang An, I remember you. You also learned Tai Chi in my martial arts school.” Yang Xianhua turned to look at Wang An.
“Yes, I have met the curator several times.” Wang An said calmly. After several contacts with Yang Xianhua, he no longer had any favorable impression of this person. Not to mention his skill level, his character was too poor.
"Do I have a problem with you? Why do you have a problem with me? Why do you all have a problem with me? Why?" Yang Xianhua became obviously excited as he spoke. The expression on his face was angry at first, and then became ferocious.
"Are you going crazy? Do you want me to call an ambulance for you? How many people have been harmed by what you did? Are you justified in killing people?" Li Xinzhu said coldly.
“Who did I kill? She committed suicide and it had nothing to do with me. She was just a superficial person. Why are you pretending to be noble? She wanted to extort money, so I gave it to her!
What does this matter have to do with you? Do you know her mother, or is she your mother? "
"Hsinchu, come on, beat him up." Wang An's eyes turned cold after hearing this.
"okay!"
Li Xinzhu stepped forward, his body and mind collapsed, and he attacked hard.
Yang Xianhua used Tai Chi to parry, and his Tai Chi Cloud Hands rotated and removed Li Xinzhu's punch, but the second punch was already coming, one after another.
Xingyiquan, fast forward and fast, like a violent storm.
Yang Xianghua kept making circles with his hands. He was already angry. Tai Chi looked full of fire and not so smooth.
The fight between two people seems not to be beautiful at all, it is not as elegant and elegant as in action movies.
Li Xinzhu's boxing technique is simpler. He advances, collapses, is blocked, rushes away, then advances, then strikes, step after step. Fierce and straight forward.
Yang Xianhua used Tai Chi Cloud Hands to parry, and he was able to block two punches at first. However, Li Xinzhu's punches were getting faster and faster, and he couldn't resist anymore. He was so angry that he started to panic.
Two punches landed on the ground, one on the chest and one on the abdomen. With a thud, Yang Xianhua took three steps back and bumped into a car with a clang.
“You’re not very good at this!” Li Xinzhu’s words were equivalent to stabbing someone in the face and then adding a handful of salt to their wounds.
Yang Xianhua was so jealous that he took off his outer coat and threw it away. Seeing that he was about to fight Li Xinzhu, Li Xinzhu not only showed no fear on his face, but actually became more excited.
Snap, there was a crisp sound from the ground.
Yang Xianhua stamped his feet on the ground and rushed towards Li Xinzhu. His boxing technique changed instantly, from the soft and gentle one to the fierce one.
Three Emperors' cannon hammering is also a hard-hitting skill.
Two people are now facing each other head-on.
Yang Xianhua was so angry that he did not take any cover and only attacked but not defended. Looking at this, he wanted to beat Li Xinzhu to death on the spot.
The same is true for Li Xinzhu. Since he developed his straight strength, he can only hit sandbags and cannot let go of hitting people. Now he finally has the opportunity to find someone who is similar to him.
Bang, bang, bang,
The fists of the two men either collided or landed on each other.
As the saying goes, you don’t hit someone in the face, but Li Xinzhu punched Yang Xianhua on the cheek twice in succession. His nose and face were suddenly bruised, and his originally handsome face was immediately disfigured.
Yang Xianhua didn’t care and kept beating him.
A moment later, Yang Xianhua suddenly jumped away, raised his hand to wipe away the nosebleed, put his right hand into his trouser pocket, scratched twice quickly, and then quickly came out again.
“You can’t beat the crotch grabber, you are really disgusting!” Li Xinzhu said disdainfully.
At this time, Yang Xianghua had already rushed over, with a fierce momentum, punches like cannons, and the three emperors' cannons beat them.
Wrong!
Smoothly dispelling the oncoming force, Yang Xianghua turned his body consciously, raised his hand to push, Yang Xianhua flew out, and crashed into a car with a clang.
The whole process was very relaxed, just like an adult playing with a child.
He has been pushing rocks weighing more than 4,000 kilograms these days. Pushing a person weighing 1,670 kilograms is not like playing.
"What are you doing? I can deal with this guy!" Li Xinzhu was stunned when he saw this.
Wang An didn't say anything, stepped forward, grabbed Yang Xianhua's right hand and twisted it.
“Look what this is?”
Li Xinzhu looked around and saw that Yang Xianhua actually had a black finger tiger on his right hand. It was very delicate and could not be seen without looking carefully in the dark night.
It would be quite painful if this thing hits the body, and it can even break a person's bones directly.
Just now when he put his hand into his trouser pocket, Wang An felt something was wrong. Anyone who would put his hand into his trouser pocket during a fight must have something wrong. If he looked carefully, Yang Xianhua had an extra finger on his hand.
"Zhou Cao, you don't have martial ethics! That's right, how can a scum have martial ethics?"
“Wang An, why on earth do you oppose me everywhere? I am your master after all!”
“I did learn something from you, but I can’t be called a master. What’s more, your moral character is really bad!”
Yang Xianhua struggled hard, but Wang An turned and twisted his hand, feeling a sharp pain. He immediately became calmer, and his body was still heaving violently.
"Let me go and forget about it. I will never cause you any trouble in the future." Yang Xianhua suddenly apologized.
“Hiss, your face turns so fast, but I can’t believe your words at all! You are such an insidious scumbag,” Li Xinzhu said.
“I’m telling the truth.”
“This way, I’ll record a video for you and you’ll say it again.”
“I’m sorry!” Yang Xianhua suddenly stood up, bent his arms and raised his elbows to hit Wang An’s throat.
Wang An raised his hand and pressed it, and the elbow was instantly held down by him. With a slight exertion, Yang Xianhua's whole body was pressed against a car next to him, unable to move, like a naughty child being held down by an adult.
Hands up, he hits several parts of his back with his fist bones, and then releases him.
“Let’s go!”
By this time, there were already a lot of people nearby, gathering around and pointing.
“Ah, are you leaving now?” Li Xinzhu was obviously still a little reluctant.
Wang An dragged him, and the two of them got into the car and left.
“Why, why should we leave? I haven’t fought enough!?”
“With so many people watching, there’s no point in fighting him. Do you want to kill him?” Wang An wrote lightly.
"No way is it possible, I just want him to make a fool of himself in public. The bad things he did, if it is not against the law to kill people, I want to kill him directly.
In a fight, he points his finger at the tiger. Why doesn't he use a knife? This guy is too insidious. "Li Xinzhu said harshly.
"He doesn't use a knife because he didn't bring it. If he had brought it, he would definitely use it. I noticed that your anger has increased a lot." Wang And said, "Do you still have nightmares at night?"
"I still dream about the two of them, but I'm not afraid anymore. I even slapped the evil spirit twice, but he didn't react at all. I'm thinking about whether to practice boxing with it in my dream." Li Xinzhu was driving. Said aside.
“Furthermore, I am not being vindictive, I am upholding justice, and scumbags like that must be dealt with.”
"Well, your sense of justice surprises me a little. Seeing how violent you are today, I thought you were sick again." Wang And said.
"Did you have anything to say when you were playing with it just now? It seemed to me that it was very relaxed and freehand, and it knocked Yang Xianhua away."
“Actually, it’s just two words: strength and skill.” Wang An said simply.
"If you are strong enough, with tens of thousands of kilograms of strength in your body, and can pull up weeping willows like Monk Hua, then no matter who you hit, you can punch them one by one, catch them and throw them away. If you can stop them, this is called a I will fight for ten times.
Many masters in history have that kind of innate divine power. Since ancient times, they have been able to build up their strength by lifting stone locks. However, many martial arts nowadays place too much emphasis on routines and ignore the training of strength.
As for skills, they allow you to give full play to your various abilities. If you have fifty kilograms of strength, you can produce a hundred kilograms of effects. This is skill. The strength you practice is a profound skill.
To put it bluntly, this is real Kung Fu. There is also the most famous four-liang move of a thousand catties. However, if you want to move a thousand catties, you must at least have the strength of more than a hundred catties. Otherwise, you will not be able to move it at all and you will be directly crushed. "
Wang An practiced pushing stones at home during this period, and gained some experience and insights in practicing.
“Tsk, tsk, tsk, what you said does make sense. I’ve learned a lot from you.”
“Drive well, watch the road, don’t hold the steering wheel with one hand, you are speeding.”
“Hey, don’t you feel angry when you look at Yang Xianhua?” Li Xinzhu turned to look at Wang An and asked in confusion.
(End of this chapter)