Chapter 437: Fighting

Qin Yu didn't expect this situation, but this is not to say that he has not encountered it, because as a martial artist, it can be said that such a situation will be encountered at any time.

At this time, he thought again, this should not be the real purpose of the old man to invite himself here, just like the sentence said: there is no good banquet, there is no good banquet, although it is not as tense as the Hongmen banquet in history, but the ** flavor in this is still relatively strong, besides, the beggar gang itself in history is the land of the hidden dragon and the crouching tiger, and there is no shortage of people with unique skills.

Because everyone is friends on the surface, Qin Yu said with a smile in response to He Huting's provocation: "It's just the kung fu of a three-legged cat, where do you dare to make a fool of yourself in front of you." ”

Qin Yu said that, but that calm and relaxed attitude made some people present feel unconvinced, and even annoyed, what kind of three-legged cat's kung fu, this is obviously a kind of contempt.

"Mr. Qin, if you don't go a few times, it's all your own family, everyone will meet friends with martial arts, and you will get to the point. ”

"Alright then, even if you add a little bit of conversation to the wine table. Qin Yu had no choice but to say.

Once it was decided, this was naturally not a venue for martial arts competitions, so everyone simply left the restaurant and came to the martial arts training ground behind this building. With such a big beggar gang, how could there not be a martial arts training ground?

By the time Qin Yu and the others came to the martial arts arena, it was already brightly lit and as bright as day. And the surroundings were full of beggars. Now, after confirming their identities, Qin Yu can call them that.

"Mr. Qin, please. At this time, He Huting had already taken off his outer suit and put on a set of martial arts training clothes.

Qin Yu was still in a suit and leather shoes, because he had drunk a little wine, he looked a little shaky, as if he was not in a state, this is why some people are full of worries about him.

"Mr. He, be merciful. Qin Yu arched his hand to He Huting.

Since He Huting put forward the request for a martial arts competition, his basic attitude towards Qin Yu was not to believe and be unconvinced, so in order to verify his basic judgment, he hoped that he could get Qin Yu done within a few moves and win the competition.

He was not modest, but as soon as he surrendered his hand to Qin Yu, he immediately launched an attack on Qin Yu. He wanted to confirm his basic impression, and he also had the meaning of calling out the gang leader Ouyang Lie.

Qin Yu wanted to see what level this He Huting's kung fu was, and he was not in a hurry to fight back, but pretended to be relatively drunk, and used the wind in the drunken fist to swing the willows, and dodged He Huting's fierce move to sweep away thousands of troops.

In the eyes of some laymen, Qin Yu's dodging is a little clumsy, and it is also a bit of a hurry, but in the eyes of some insiders, Qin Yu's demolition move is just a clumsy and clumsy, a bit of a joke, and the meaning of forcibly destroying the ashes. For a martial arts practitioner, this is a relatively high realm, and it is also the pursuit of many martial arts practitioners, because if a martial artist reaches this realm, it is like an adult, facing a child's provocation, it can be said that there is a bit of a teasing gap.

He Huting's boxing is also like this person's name, more like this person's character, straightforward and smooth, powerful and aggressive, but it seems that the defense is insufficient, that is, it is good at attacking, and neglecting to guard, just like two people who play chess, one is only attacking but not defending, which is commonly said, chess wins regardless of home. But the next sentence of chess victory is "It's like being blind", and He Huting's death hole is here.

After having this basic judgment, Qin Yu also followed his moves a few times, and He Huting was not even able to reach the level of a martial artist according to the level of a martial artist, that is, the ninth level of a martial artist, which was really a big difference from Qin Yu. If Qin Yu competes seriously, it can also be said to be like an adult and a child competing.

After a while, Ouyang Lie said, "Hu Ting, stop." ”

As soon as He Huting heard that his helper asked him to stop, he hurriedly stopped and said, "What's the matter, helper? ”

"Okay, your kung fu is far from being Mr. Qin's opponent. If you don't believe it, ask Elder Luo. As he spoke, he pointed at the Elder Luo.

Elder Luo seemed to be in a state of contemplation, and when he heard this, he nodded to the two of them, "If Mr. Qin wants your life, it is estimated that you will already be a corpse by this time." Elder Luo said angrily.

He Huting gasped, but he had to believe Elder Luo's words. Because in the beggar gang, the only people with unfathomable kung fu are Ouyang Gang Leader and Elder Luo. Since they say so, it must be wrong.

He Huting was a little discouraged, he wanted to be able to show his skills, but he didn't expect that the young man in front of him, who seemed to be younger than himself, would have such profound kung fu. While he wanted to listen to the words of Elder Luo and Gang Leader Ouyang, he felt incredible and didn't want to admit defeat.

He was still hesitating. Elder Luo arched his hand to the Ouyang Gang Leader, and then arched his hand to Qin Yu and said, "Mr. Qin, I really can't imagine that you are a master, let the old man come and ask you for a few tricks." ”

Although Qin Yu had never seen Elder Luo's kung fu, just hearing Ouyang Gang Leader call him an elder, it must be a powerful character, and hearing that this elder was going to challenge him, he knew that this time he couldn't hide, and the taste of the Hongmen Banquet became stronger and stronger.

Gang Leader Ouyang seemed to see Qin Yu's thoughts, and shouted loudly: "Mr. Qin, don't worry, Elder Luo is just curious about your kung fu, and has no other meaning, this is definitely not a Hongmen banquet." ”

Qin Yu nodded, but he remembered another idiom: There are no three hundred taels of silver here, and as of now, although the other party seems to be very polite, this competition always makes people feel a little like that.

But the matter has come to this point, and the words have also come to this point, what else can be done, that is just like the sentence said, the soldiers will block the water and cover the earth, and the specific situation will be there.

At this time, Elder Luo had already stood in front of Qin Yu, and he arched his hand towards Qin Yu and said, "Mr. Qin, don't get me wrong, I'm really just curious about your kung fu, and I don't want you to hide it, my set of kung fu is called Xuan Ming Gong, I don't know if you've heard of it, according to the level of a martial artist, I am about the same as you, and it is also a martial arts level." It's just that I'm curious, you are young, but you have achieved such a high level of martial arts attainment, I want to verify it. ”

Elder Luo's words made Qin Yu very moved, and he also let go of all his ideological baggage, because people who compete in martial arts generally do not reveal the names of their kung fu or moves to the other party, which is tantamount to giving the other party the bottom line, putting himself in a passive position. This was Qin Yu who couldn't help but feel a little awe of Elder Luo.