Zhao Qiankun looked at Cui Shanying, it was a little difficult to ride a tiger, his two strokes were stronger than Ma Fulai, but they were not much stronger. Boxing is afraid of being young, although he is not old, compared with a young man like Cui Shanying, he is still poor. What's more, it is the name of the person, the shadow of the tree, this young man's reputation in the rivers and lakes is not sound, but it makes people a little jealous.

Come to find trouble, for the sake of fame, but also for profit. There were dozens of apprentices standing behind him, but in the face of Cui Shanying, he didn't know what to say.

No matter how you feel, it's all a lack of confidence.

People are now open, no matter how young they are, they are masters, and they have apprentices who can fight, and they can live in town, and now they invite themselves to help, or not?

Just when Zhao Qiankun was hesitating, a voice sounded from behind the crowd, surging him!

"Cui Shanying's name, like thunder, the reputation of the old man Cui for decades, not to mention it, and finally before leaving, he used the mourning hall as a battlefield to fulfill you. A few days ago, there was a fishy storm in Beihai, and I don't know which crack in the stone jumped out of a vicious monkey Sun Dongliang, which made you in the limelight again, tsk, all good things made you catch up, so that those of us who are jealous are red-eyed. A man walked out from behind the crowd, carrying a little hanging, and said as he walked forward.

Twenty-seven or eighteen years old, a single coat in the winter, a T-shirt vest jacket on the upper body, jeans on the lower body, a pair of flat shoes on the feet, a well-proportioned figure, from the time he walked over, his eyes first looked at Nangong Yinglong, and then turned to the fish head standing there, and finally fell on Cui Shanying's side.

Cui Shanying stood in place and didn't move, his face was full of waves, and he asked flatly: "What you said in your mouth, you think it's all a good thing, I think it's all a sad thing, Cui Fengshan is my grandfather, I would rather he not die and not take this name." There is a fishy wind in the North Sea, a fishy wind is a disaster, a disaster will kill people, I fought Sun Dongliang, just because the rivers and lakes are uneven, how can it get into your mouth, these things that I don't want to happen have become a good thing? There is morality in the rivers and lakes, and there is kindness in martial arts, but in your eyes, there is kindness? Is there morality? ”

Someone came to make Cui Shanying say that he stopped in place. A few meters away, his eyes were staring at Cui Shanying, and Cui Shanying was also looking at him.

It was like a whirlpool formed between the two, and the people around looked at the two of them, and they gradually quieted down. This is the real martial arts, the real dialogue between the martial arts!

Compared with Ma Fulai just now, Zhao Qiankun and the two are more like hors d'oeuvres, although there is only one person who comes, but the momentum on his body feels as if he has overwhelmed the dozens of people brought by Zhao Qiankun and Ma Fulai. One-sided abstract description, just like on the battlefield, Zhao Qiankun and Ma Fulai led a team of small soldiers, and now they are a general.

After a while, the person who came sighed and said: "A good Jianghu has morality, and martial arts has kindness, just by virtue of your words, I apologize to you, admit your mistake, you shouldn't talk about people with two things, ask about your fists and feet, pass on martial arts to others, it's hard not to let people say a word, the old man of the Cui family is very good, ** has a good grandson." ”

As soon as the words changed, he smiled evilly and said: "Morality, let's put it on both sides first, this is the ground of the capital, you want to open a martial arts hall today, let's talk about benefits." There are sixty-nine martial arts in the capital, and all of them have said that in recent years, there have been more fitness gyms, taekwondo gyms and so on, but they are not traditional martial arts, and we can't control others. But you're different, you open a national art hall and teach Xingyi boxing. There are six Xingyi boxing gyms in Beijing, which are more than ten years old, and then erect signboards, which are pickpockets in the bowl to eat, to grab everyone's jobs, Xingyi boxing friends are righteous, don't say anything, but I don't see it fair, I want to come out and say something! ”

Cui Shanying's expression on his face was loose, he smiled instead of being angry, and said flatly: "There is a north and a south in the fist, and there is no north and south in the country, this sentence was said by the old man of the palace and Mr. Ye in the south back then." Boxing is divided into internal and external families, and morality is not divided into internal and external, this sentence was said by my grandfather Cui Fengshan. The capital is big, and there are many martial arts in the capital, and the master of the martial arts in the capital wants to eat, so no one will say it, but the martial arts in the capital can't be domineering, only let yourself eat, and don't let others eat, right? ”

"Yes, but there is only a little food in the bowl, if you come in and eat a bite, you will have one less bite, maybe you are full, but the old man may have to go hungry. Why did you eat this bowl of rice? The person who came stared at Cui Shanying and asked.

Cui Shanying said plainly: "You can't say that, martial arts is not food, and no one can occupy it, to say that the older generation of boxers pass on boxing for their own boxing can be carried forward, Guangmen Yaozu, I pass on boxing, just to inherit the national arts, not to let the traditional things decline." This is the general righteousness and the norm. To put it further down, the people of the capital eat by themselves, so they have to be watched by outsiders? Why, there are 360 lines in the world, there is competition for the industry, everyone is a martial arts business, whether they are full or not depends on their ability, they can't eat for you, and people outside can't enter this industry, right? What you said is too domineering! ”

The person who came was not annoyed, and said with a smile: "Say a thousand things and ten thousand, or because there is a sharp word." It's nonsense to say more, there are rules in martial arts, you have to erect signboards, locals can come to smash them, today I'm here to smash signboards, say a word of martial arts, you can't open this museum, do you have something to say? ”

Cui Shanying's eyes were sharp, and he looked at him and said: "The people who first came to Guidi are not familiar, the skills are not lying, the sect that erects signboards, the martial arts hall teaches the apprentices, and what the martial arts industry wants to eat is to eat with a mouth, since the colleagues in the martial arts industry in the capital have spoken, they can't stop it." High and low ask about fists and feet, win or lose and say heroes, who stops, who pleases, draw a line to set up a stage, respond to that sentence, martial arts have rules, win and stay, lose and go! ”

"Okay, since you're clear, we don't have to talk nonsense, come, let's see the height in our hands!" The person who came put away his smile and said with a straight face.

The two walked to the middle of the field, and a group of people had already surrounded the entrance of the martial arts hall three times outside the three circles, blocking the water. The venue is at the door, and since it is a signboard, it has to be smashed in front of people. If you win and have a reputation, the locals don't talk about it, you open your martial arts, pass your fists, erect your signboard, and if you lose, your reputation will stink, and even the signboard will be smashed.

"Xingyi Fist, Cui Shanying!"

Cui Shanying stood in the middle of the field, slowly clenched his fists, and reported his name.

The person who came hit him also hugged his fists and said: "Natural Gate, Wan Shenwu!" ”

Cui Shanying didn't expect that it would be the people of the Natural Gate, the old man passed away that day, and on the last night of the vigil, Du Yunqiang from the south was a master of the Natural Gate, and he didn't expect to meet the people of the Natural Gate again in the capital!

People have roots, their hearts have bottoms, and no one is afraid.

The root is the root of Xingyi Boxing, and the bottom is the bottom of Xingyi Boxing!

"Please!"

Wan Shenwu is not polite, he came to challenge Cui Shanying. Over the years, there have been famous young people in the northern martial arts, but no one has become as early as the kid of the Cui family, and it has spread quickly, and now Cui Shanying's name is a mountain to people, and it is Thai to the mountain.

is still the same sentence, everyone wants to be famous, everyone wants to be admired, the name is played by themselves, and if they want to be passed on, they have to have that strength.

Today he came to weigh the strength of the Cui family boy, whether he can resist such a big name!

Naturally, a heavy skill and heavy qi are not in the boxing, pay attention to the natural boxing, turn freely, not sluggish, soft and flexible in one go. Natural Gate is also called, Natural Fist, Natural Gong. The founder of the natural door is Xu Shi, because of the short talent, so it is called "Xu Dwarf" and "Xu Dwarf", and then carried forward by the late Qing Dynasty and the early Republic of China a generation of heroes Du Xinwu natural boxing.

Wan Shenwu flashed into his body with a cannon, his luck was a fist, he hit the line in the middle, and hit Cui Shan's head with a punch, and the deputy recovered, regardless of whether the first punch was hit or not, turning his hand and twisting his body was a turning punch.

Cui Shanying looked at the opponent's fist, took half a step back under his feet, touched his ears and protected his head to block, turned sideways slightly, hid the middle line, and took his hand, but he didn't use enough strength, Wan Shenwu came quickly, and retreated quickly.

As soon as they touched their hands, Cui Shanying and Wan Shenwu both knew in their hearts, and they were hard stubble, which was not simple.

The footwork at the foot of the natural door is somewhat similar to the Baguazhang, flashing and moving, the footwork is light, walking left and right, looking for fighters, as long as there is a gap missing, people will come in, up and down to fight, sometimes the fist is true, sometimes the legs and feet are true, true and false, virtual and real, the way of fighting.

Wan Shenwu's steps, Cui Shanying's steps are still light, and he will not be entangled as much as he goes.

If you take a light step, you will live!

Xingyi boxing pays attention to fierceness, straight to the point, less parrying, and hard fighting. After seeing that Wan Shenwu had kung fu on his body, and it was not low, Cui Shanying simply let go of his fist.

As soon as the momentum changed, the fist became sharper, since the last time Beihai fought with the evil monkey Sun Dongliang, Cui Shanying has not moved with anyone, Wan Shenwu is the first.

Wan Shenwu felt the most obvious change in the momentum of Cui Shanying, if it was a small fight just now, then now it is like Mount Tai pressing on the top, and his heart can't help but sink.

There is a saying that 'there is no vanity under the fame', the ferociousness of the legend, many people do not believe, and only after trying it in person do not know that the goods are genuine, the merit is the real merit, and there are real things in the person.

Nangong Yinglong watched the two fight on the sidelines, his eyes were aimed at Wan Shenwu, this person's steps are really good, his strength is not like him, he is clumsy, and he opens and closes big. It seems to be small and spiritual. The natural door urges the fist with qi, pays attention to the natural roundness, and the two have their own fighting styles.

Cui Shanying is fierce, his strength is born from his feet, he is like flying, he is falling like an axe, and his hands and feet are made of steel.

Wan Shenwu knew that Cui Shanying had kung fu in his hands, he never took it hard, he was always wandering and fighting, you come and I retreat, you retreat and I advance, I will go if you enter, back and forth more than a dozen moves, neither of them took advantage.

The onlookers next to him, some of them are knowledgeable, some are watching the excitement, whether they are knowledgeable or watching the excitement, today is considered to be over the addiction and turned into normal, how have I seen such a fight on the street.