Chapter Ninety-Seven: The Martial Artists of the Older Generation
"You two guys don't want to get out of here. Pen~Fun~Pavilion www.biquge.info" Wen Moyun looked at the two disciples and snorted a little displeased, and the two young men hurriedly picked up the sticks and went out. The kung fu of these two people is actually quite good, just now these two sticks have changed violently, and they have thrown out the penetrating power in the hard hit, and they are obviously masters of kung fu who have comprehended the dark energy. Although Yu Qingcheng had just broken a wooden stick with horizontal kung fu, his vest was also hot and painful.
Ordinary people can't have such an effect.
These are indeed Wen Moyun's two proud disciples, and their kung fu cultivation is not as good as Zhang Xinlong's, and it is not much worse.
It's a pity that the current Yu Qingcheng is not an ordinary boxer.
Seeing the two young men leave the hall, Yu Qingcheng also arched his hand towards Wen Moyun and said, "Senior, I don't know if the junior has the qualifications to help Chen Lao?"
"Young man, don't be in a hurry. Wen Moyun seemed a little unwilling, and re-crossed Erlang's legs, "You let two people with long weapons fight you here, obviously it is a trick." Can you also be so clever when you compete with Koreans? That will be made fun of! Why don't you let us old fellows try your skills, do you have the guts?"
"What?" Chen Guangguang was shocked when they heard this. Yu Tingcheng couldn't help but smile: "Master Wen, everyone here is an elder, if you accidentally miss your hand and hurt everyone, how can this be called the love of juniors?" Seeing this Wen Moyun's repeated difficulties, Yu Tingcheng's words were not so polite. As a result, as soon as her words came out, many people present suddenly showed angry faces.
"Young man, your words are too arrogant. That old man pressed the armrest of the Taishi chair with his hand, and actually stood up. "Did you hurt us by mistake? Do you think that after practicing boxing for a few years, you will take yourself as a master, you don't know how thick the sky is! If the seniors want to partner with you, they can afford you, and if you really want to fight, you may not be able to go out of this door vertically. Seeing that this old Weng had a temper burst, Chen Guangguang also quickly stood up.
"Elder Weng, if you are a child, don't be ordinary. ”
"My Weng Congde was born with a strong temper, just to be knowledgeable!" I didn't want this old man to listen to persuasion at all, so he actually walked in front of Yu Qingcheng in a few steps and raised his arm: "Come, take a hand?" This old Weng is relatively tall among the older generation, about one meter eight tall, and is also wearing old-fashioned Tang costumes, cloth trousers, and thousand-layer bottoms. Although people are old, the skin on their raised arms is healthy, and there is no drooping posture of ordinary old people.
"Please. Yu Qingcheng was not polite, he also raised his arm and put his hand with Weng Lao. At this moment, Yu Qingcheng only felt that in the pores of the other party's arm, as if there were countless steel needles hidden, they were gathering momentum, and her arm was pierced with a sharp pain, numb, like being electrocuted. "Good guy, it turned out to be a master of shape and meaning? And the secret energy is free, hitting people is like an electric shock, this Taiwan is really Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, the place where national arts gather. ”
The dark energy of the shape and meaning, the spray is like a needle, and the beating is like generating electricity. Yu Qingcheng no longer left his hands at this moment, the same heart and lungs were erect, the internal organs were swallowed, and the muscles and skin membranes of his arms suddenly became stronger, but they were as soft as soft, as thin as silk, and let the other party be like a hundred steel needles, as if they were all caught in the boundless finger winding soft net. For a while, the two of them had a dark energy, and Weng Lao's face soon became ugly! Because Yu Qingcheng's dark energy had actually reached the level of the unity of heaven and man.
Moreover, she is young, her internal organs are strong, and her body is full of vitality, so Yu Qingcheng's strength of the other party turned into rigidity in an instant, and her strength was vigorous, showing the rigidity of Bajiquan to the fullest. The collision between the two shocked Weng Congde's breathing disorder and excessive heart rate, and he was almost shocked out, making a big ugly: his realm may be above Yu Chengcheng, but after all, he is old, and his heart is more than enough and his strength is insufficient.
If you really want to fight, I'm afraid that within 20 rounds, Weng Congde will have to be killed and disabled by Yu Qingcheng! It is impossible to practice for a longer period of time, the stronger the combat effectiveness, and that is a Xiuzhen novel.
Fortunately, when Yu Tingcheng couldn't stand it, he withdrew his arm: "This old man Weng is a professor of acupuncture and moxibustion at Taoyuan University, although he is also a shareholder of the Chinese Medicine Association, but he is not a member of Wen Moyun's group. Don't offend him too much. Yu Qingcheng naturally heard Chen Yaoxiang talk about the Chinese Medicine Association, and knew which people could be wooed and who could not be offended. She still knows this.
After retracting his arm, Weng Congde suddenly felt a burst of sea and sky, as if a drowning man had been rescued ashore, and he was breathing in a big gulp.
When the two of them join hands, it is a breathing effort.
"Elder Weng, the juniors are rude. ”
"The old man is unwell today, don't be complacent. Weng Congde gritted his teeth and sat back to the side, his face was not very good-looking, but he didn't say anything anymore. And just after he sat down, another elder wearing a gray cloth robe and a top hat, like a teacher in the Republic of China, stood up. "Young people, if you have some skills, you shouldn't be so ostentatious. You are just relying on your youth and good physical strength, do you really want to make a move, thinking that you can get a bargain in front of your seniors?"
"Dare to ask you who you are......" Yu Qingcheng arched his hand. She knew that this hand-in-hand would inevitably stir up a thousand waves with one stone, and everyone present would come out to ask for a scene.
The elder took off his top hat and revealed a slightly chubby face, "Yu Benliang is Shantou Zhang Xinlong's master. I've always heard that something happened on the mainland, but it's inconvenient for me to go over, I only heard that it was a female boxer who killed him, a double-flowered red stick named Yu Chengcheng? I don't know what is the relationship between you and that Yu Chengcheng?" After he finished speaking, many people also whispered.
"It turned out to be Master Yu. Yu Qingcheng was slightly surprised, and then quickly returned to normal. She naturally heard of this Yu Benliang, a boxer who used to live in Foshan, taught Zhang Xinlong snake boxing, and had a master-apprentice friendship with him, and later came to Taiwan to slowly make a fortune, and also became a shareholder of the Chinese Medicine Association. However, the master and apprentice are both selfish and cunning people, and they just want to find a reason to stumble here.
If Yu Benliang really wanted to avenge his apprentice, he would have entered the dock like Yu Chengcheng, and he would definitely not hide in the group to enjoy Qingfu.
"What does Master Yu mean is that he is going to have a good time with his juniors?"
"Of course. Yu Benliang rolled up his sleeves and walked in front of Yu Chengcheng. His stature is a little short and fat, about the same height as Yu Chengcheng, and he doesn't give people a sense of flexibility and trickery like Zhang Xinlong. But after slightly arching his hand, Yu Benliang suddenly opened the shelf and stabbed it out in Yu Qingcheng's face! This punch made a loud noise in his hand, and he secretly did not vomit, as if he was about to spray poisonous snake teeth at any time.
There is such a big difference between fist posture and body shape! The people at the scene were also taken aback by him, this person, as an elder, actually said that he would do it.
But Yu Qingcheng is now a big gossip, smearing oil under the feet of the water tank, dodging sandbags, not to mention a lightning-fast fist, even bullets may not be able to dodge. When Yu Benliang stabbed out with a punch, Yu Chengju then took the lead and stepped on his side with a leaning leg, not only making him punch into the air, but also stabbing out with a punch, smashing his back waist! At this moment, everyone present realized the words "leading the snake out of the hole".
"What a move!"
The golden snake is hidden in the cave, and the gods are difficult to prevent. The snake fist came out of the hole, that is, the two hands were pounded out from the waist, and the fight was a shaking force.
But Yu Qingcheng actually passed through the snake's teeth and smashed the waist hole, which is simply the bottom of the axe.
"Not good!" Yu Benliang's fist shook in the air, and he suddenly felt the skin on his back jump violently, and he knew that something was wrong. The whole body twisted, the two feet were wrong, and it became a zigzag and retreated diagonally, flashing this trend with the help of the shelf of the "golden snake coil tail". But what he didn't expect was that Yu Qingcheng didn't turn back at all, and after she stepped this step, she actually stretched out her arms, as if she knew that he was going to retreat.
Bang!
Yu Chengcheng has been playing this song, and he actually used Tieshan to lean on, and chased after Yu Benliang's body, so that he pedaled and stepped back a few steps, thanks to another boxer who supported him in time, so he didn't fall and lose face. Yu Chengcheng had already seen the shelf of the golden snake's tail, and knew that this trick was a shaky fight, and the virtual was real, so he also used a shelf that hid the real in the imaginary, and sure enough, he caught the old snake.
The powerful part of the snake fist is that the two feet staggered to drive the waist and hips, and the left and right moves can be changed as you want between twisting. But this kind of shaking energy is not something that ordinary people can master, and if you shake your head too much, you will break up the shelf first; but Yu Qingcheng also used her shaking energy, she took the wrong path is indeed a gossip step, but when she turned around and turned her palms to get old, her feet were twisted, and the center of gravity of her body immediately became an iron mountain.
This transformation, from gossip to eight poles, is several times more difficult than the tail of the golden snake!
This is her smearing oil on the soles of her feet in the military region, and practicing with Sanginov from time to time, I don't know how many beatings she suffered, how many wrestles she fell, and finally practiced her steps smoothly. Playing Baji with the steps of gossip sounds like a concept, and Yu Chengcheng really came to this point, and the effort he put in is unimaginable for ordinary boxers. At least the people present may not be able to beat UFC hunks like Sangilov.
Therefore, with Yu Chengcheng's current kung fu, dealing with people with similar physique, it is absolutely fast, accurate, ruthless, and a big win.
"Master Yu, concede. Seeing that Yu Benliang's face was flushed, Yu Qingcheng also arched his hand slightly. Although he didn't hit the ground this time, it also caused Yu Benliang a lot of injuries, at least he was chest tightness and shortness of breath, and he couldn't do anything with anyone for a month. Yu Qingcheng also roughly figured out the level of boxing skills of these people, they are indeed the older generation of boxers, and they have real skills, at least in the realm, Yu Benliang, the master, is much higher than Zhang Xinlong.
But the realm does not mean that you can fight.
"Well, sure enough, it is a hero from ancient times. Yu Benliang's master and apprentice were both defeated by Yu Qingcheng, he had no face to continue to stay, turned around and walked out of the hall. The martial artists present also gradually changed their colors, from disdain and difficulty just now, to solemnity. Chen Guangguang and Sha Lao were also a little confused, because even they couldn't imagine that Yu Qingcheng was so strong, even if they did it themselves, they might not be able to get any bargains.
Chen Yaoxiang's eyes are full of stars, she has always thought that girls are not suitable for martial arts training, and they are worse than men. But Yu Qingcheng completely changed her thinking.
The Russian bodyguard standing outside the door was even more impressed. People are not the same, and there are differences in race, gender, physique, and even family background, but this is not a stumbling block in the pursuit of ideals.
If it weren't for Juyi Hall, they would all want to cheer loudly for Yu Allure.