Chapter 272: Gossip Li Jianfei vs Wing Chun Zhang Jian
"How old is your master? Baguazhang is so proficient! ”
Seeing Li Jianfei avoiding Zhang Jian's Wing Chun, and then striking hard in turn, Pei Feng in the audience was also a little surprised, and couldn't help but ask Han Jiuzhong curiously.
"Fifty-three years old." Han Jiuzhong said: "According to my master's own words, he began to practice martial arts at the age of four, and after the age of sixteen, he stayed in the United States for many years, and he was invited back to be the national coach after he made a great name abroad. ”
"No wonder."
Pei Feng was stunned, pondered for a moment, and muttered to himself.
Indeed, when Li Jianfei was young, he did stay abroad for a long time, but he was smuggled in the past.
At that time, the domestic environment was not ideal, and it was also not a suitable place for people who practiced martial arts, so those who could go abroad went abroad, and those who could not go abroad also went to Hong Kong and Macao, and the worst ones were also in the coastal areas. Li Jianfei when he was young was one of these people.
This is also something that cannot be helped, the slogan of the chief designer back then was too threatening to some specific groups of people, "Arrest a group, close a group, kill a group." Who can stand such declarations, coupled with the response of the common people and the army?
For "martial arts people", this is tantamount to a big revolution!
In fact, this kind of thing has happened in all dynasties, the establishment of a new country, the foundation is unstable, and the inherent danger cannot be allowed to grow in the night, so it is necessary to use iron and bloody hands.
And after going abroad, Li Jianfei's condition was actually not much better.
Not to mention that there were countless underground gangsters in Chinatown in the United States at that time, constantly fighting, hundreds of people came out to fight for their lives, and if they were not careful, they would become the ghosts of others, even if it was the issue of racial discrimination, it was also a great threat to Li Jianfei, a yellow man.
A few decades ago, many Americans were extremely racist, they had white supremacy, and the status of Chinese in the United States was actually no different from blacks, or even inferior to blacks.
In that kind of environment, Li Jianfei, who succeeded in smuggling, in order to protect himself, could only worship Hongmen first, and then rely on the newborn calf not to be afraid of tigers, and his martial arts are also second-rate, he is quite talented, and he is holding a big knife, so in just one year, he earned a background for himself.
It can be seen that the reason why Li Jianfei's Baguazhang has such a domineering attack power is inseparable from the knife technique he was best at in his early years, the reason is very simple, the interspersed stabbing of the knife technique, coupled with the agility and smoothness of the Baguazhang, it is strange that you don't want human life when you move!
Moreover, after Li Jianfei established himself in the United States, the business he did became more and more dangerous day by day, killing people and setting fires, and doing everything, which naturally attracted more enemies.
In the next nearly ten years, Li Jianfei fought with people, almost became commonplace, and the Baguazhang tempered in this way has almost become an instinctive martial art in the killing technique.
At this time, Zhang Jian may have also sensed how powerful Li Jianfei's Bagua Palm was, so he retreated again and again, and at the same time formed a bridge with both hands, constantly hitting Li Jianfei's wrists, which was worthy of the invincible Wing Chun in close combat!
Li Jianfei walked around and poked his palm, and fought with Zhang Jian for more than a dozen rounds in a short time, finding the right opportunity, turning his steps wrongly, stepping backwards, and turning to Zhang Jian's side again strangely, and then his hands were like knives, and he poked Zhang Jian's waist at the same time.
The palm force rubbed the air, making a "snort" scream, as if there were really two short knives cutting through the air, and the sound of the sword wind shaking sounded in the middle of the ring.
Bagua palm practice such as pushing the mountain, beating people like whips, and people, the most vicious way of playing, are relying on years of turning "around" and turning "trees", practicing the leg skills, hugging knees and rubbing faces, like kicking, avoiding the real and empty, borrowing force, peeking at the opportunity to turn the palm to hit people, out of the palm like a knife, a poke, the landing point is not between the waist and kidneys of the human body, fatal!
Often this palm, as long as it is poked, it is either dead or disabled, and there is no room for maneuver!
Li Jianfei's Bagua Palm is more lethal, he takes offense as defense, flexible and fast outrageous, often Zhang Jiangang wants to use his fist to seize the opportunity, Li Jianfei will take the first step and poke at the waist!
Zhang Jian is very angry in his heart, but he can only passively defend, defend, and defend!
Wing Chun, who is paralyzed and hard-hitting, has been forced to such a point!
At the same time as Li Jianfei poked with both hands, Zhang Jian, who was on fire in his heart, stomped to the ground violently, and did not continue to dodge, but faced Li Jianfei head-on!
As the footsteps collapsed, the ground in the ring rumbled loudly, and Zhang Jian's hands also came out together, and with a short fist, he directly met Li Jianfei's two-handed poke knife.
Tai Chi has a push hand, Xingyi has a hand rubbing, Bagua has a hand wrapping, Wing Chun White Crane has a cross-hand, in addition to copying hands, wrapping hands, etc., all pay attention to a pore to listen to the strength, touch the momentum, close attack and release people, it can be said that the inner family is in the same vein, and it is essentially the same.
Bang bang!
Two sounds, as soon as the palms of the two touched, Li Jianfei's body flipped back, brushed and stepped on five steps in a row, and retreated, a burning red rose on his face, his blood was on his face, his eyes seemed to bulge out, and the muscles at the tiger's mouth in the palms of his hands were beating, like dusters, popping and jumping, and his palms were only hit by Zhang Jian's hand, as if he had been pierced with a bundle of fine needles, and the pain of drilling his heart.
"Good guy, Zhang Jian's dark energy has been practiced to the back, this spine is staggered, and the strength of the hand with all his strength is really not covered!"
Li Jianfei saw that Zhang Jian was fiercely defending, and he actually took the opportunity to fight himself for a round, and this guy's dark energy was mixed with hard skills, and his strength was slightly better than himself.
One move missed, although Li Jianfei was surprised, but he was not in danger, he was still thinking in his heart, his feet had continued to shake again and again, flat up and down, "brushing" sound, around Zhang Jian for half a circle, and his body trembled for a while, the whole person was like a big iron ball in a sharp rotation, it was actually half a circle of walking, and the little palm power that Zhang Jian was slightly better than him just now was completely discharged.
It's just that in the next moment, Li Jianfei's face changed suddenly, he only felt a cramping pain in his heart, the blood veins in his whole body were affected, and even a feeling of dizziness came from his brain, which made the originally comfortable walking and turning footwork become a little confused!
The pores of the whole body were not closed for a moment, and I was sweating profusely!
"How so?"
At this time, Li Jianfei panicked, he had never encountered such a situation before, what happened today?
Pei Feng, who was in the audience, frowned slightly when he saw this scene, and was also secretly puzzled, "It shouldn't be, Li Jianfei is in the prime of life, how can he be physically exhausted in the competition?" ”
This book was first published in Reading Book Worm