Chapter 69: The disciple obeys his work
Sun Zhiqing is worthy of being a person who has high hopes for the master of Xingyi Boxing.
Although Muay Thai, taekwondo and other gyms called masters, they were still crushed and defeated by him.
Seeing that the general trend of Xingyi boxing in the Luzhou market has been completed, Sun Zhiqing is full of ambition and accepts the cheers and support of all the junior brothers.
It's just a pity that there is no sign of a breakthrough in kung fu. It seems that the masters here are not strong enough.
After solving these cities, do you want to go to Yanjing or abroad to have a look, Sun Zhiqing considered his own development.
Shaking his mind, seeing Guo Jie's smiling face below, Sun Zhiqing said, "Guo Jie, go and talk to that friend tomorrow." ”
Guo Jie obviously understood, and he was still a little embarrassed about the need for the senior brother to take action, but standing up for himself was also a way for the two to have a close relationship, so he was disrespectful.
Weekends are a good time to resolve disputes, which is the experience that Sun Zhiqing summed up in the Luzhou Kicking Gym.
Because every weekend, there are more apprentices in various gyms and clubs, and it is a very good thing to promote Xingyi Quan to defeat those instructors in front of them.
It's a pity that today is a cloudy day, and there is no favorite sunshine, Sun Zhiqing thought boredly while sitting in the car.
A long time ago, they came to Huizhou University to find the college student who was suspected of being a fellow practitioner, and this time they were familiar with the road, Sun Zhiqing took Guo Jie and another junior brother to the Songyuan dormitory.
The same scene, similar people, Wang Wei looked at Sun Zhiqing who walked into the dormitory, and felt quite familiar - this posture is also quite familiar, but why didn't he pay a visit this time?
Sun Zhiqing couldn't recognize the person in front of him as the fat man at the beginning, and he asked lightly, "What about He Bangwei?" ”
Wang Wei rolled his eyes, thinking of He Bangwei's endurance like a mule, and thinking of the long whip he always wore around his waist and the books he had read for his disciples these days. Decided to tell the truth: "Disciples in Swan Lake." ”
Disciples? Sun Zhiqing was a little stunned, it seems that he is really a fellow in the rivers and lakes, he actually has apprentices, isn't this person a college student?
Remembering that he also had a sense of vanity when he was in his twenties, Sun Zhiqing felt that he understood the feelings of this fellow practitioner, and asked, "When will you come back?" ”
"He usually teaches there for a day." Wang Wei told the truth. looked at the three people who entered the dormitory, and was thinking about whether to call the police, although this person was very civilized when he asked, but if he saw Weizi, would he fight.
Sun Zhiqing didn't say anything more, turned his head and went out.
The three of Xingyi Quan went straight to Swan Lake.
Speaking of which, since I came to Luzhou, I haven't been to Swan Lake to play, and this time it's just by the way. Sun Zhiqing thought leisurely.
Wang Wei called He Bangwei immediately after the three men left, and described the situation here.
He Bangwei replied with only three words, "It doesn't matter. ”
In fact, when he heard the news, he was very happy, and he was worried about how to give his apprentice Li Momo the courage to practice his hands, and someone sent it to the door, God really helped me.
He Bangwei hung up the phone. With a little joy in his heart, he instructed Li Momo to disassemble the moves.
He had already taught the girl how to disassemble for a week, and the moves he picked up were all the powerful moves from the secret book published by the Higher Education Press.
Well...... It's really fate. What is taught is Xingyi, and the one who comes to find fault is also Xingyiquan.
He Bangwei remained silent, looking forward to Li Momo's performance next.
Swan Lake is not small, but it can be completed by driving around, and Sun Zhiqing and the three of them found He Bangwei's master and apprentice.
Sun Zhiqing didn't talk nonsense: "Let me tell you, what is Xingyi." ”
This seems to be what I said a long time ago. This person has a really good memory, He Bangwei nodded a little indifferently.
This trip was for Guo Ming's head, Sun Zhiqing turned around and said to his junior brother: "Be optimistic." ”
Guo Jie and another junior disciple took three steps back, leaving room for the two to compete.
Sun Zhiqing has always been wearing a black suit, which is convenient for him to do it himself. He jumped into the arena and looked directly at Ho Bangwei.
I saw this young college student twist his head and say to the girl who had also retreated to the back: "Go on." ”
Li Momo was despising in her heart, sure enough, he was a martial artist, and the person he came to find was also a martial artist, and people were like this in groups. Can't you speak well and be reasonable?
Just thinking about it, she suddenly heard He Bangwei turn around and say to herself, and she froze for a while, who are you talking to? Didn't people come looking for you?
He Bangwei patiently held the branch in his hand and said again: "Come on, Li Momo." ”
Li Momo looked puzzled, pointed at himself with a finger, and then pointed at Sun Zhiqing, who was also stunned and then angry in the field, and swallowed his saliva.
Nodding, He Bangwei gently twitched the branch in his hand in the air, with a crisp sound, and Li Momo, who was used to pumping, subconsciously went forward.
This is humiliation, this is humiliation, Guo Jie saw that He Bangwei did not end up, but instead instructed the young girl to pass, and said disdainfully, do you want the girl to block the gun?
He didn't say a word, took three steps in a row, and punched Li Momo with a progressive collapse, and he didn't use much strength in his hands.
He Bangwei nodded, this move has been dismantled by himself, and it can be achieved by using strength.
Sun Zhiqing stood still, he was the senior brother known as the "Xingyi Divine Fist", and this kind of opponent Guo Jie could cook.
suppressed the anger just now, Sun Zhiqing looked at Guo Jie's collapse fist with a smile on his face, the junior brother really has no talent, this trick is used like this, well, it doesn't taste at all, well, you see, isn't this being beaten...... Well?
He Bangwei once saw him use this move in the gym, so when he dismantled Xingyi Boxing, he especially explained this move to Li Momo.
One is to take care of the girl and keep the strength in his hands; One is to know oneself and know the other, and there is a way to crack it.
Guo Jie was beaten out by Li Momo, a girl.
The girl looked at the beaten figure, and wondered if she could do it?
Does this set of kung fu really work?
Is this martial artist really a martial artist with a hand?
He Bangwei saw the surprised look in Li Momo's eyes, and he was very satisfied, only by doing it can he use what he has learned.
Sun Zhiqing sneered in his heart, he could see that the junior brother from the family had left his hand, but this girl's move just now was also a bit interesting.
"Okay, watch my progress in this move." Sun Zhiqing also made the same move, and the collapse fist that should have rushed forward like fire was slowly used by him.
He Bangwei had already seen that Li Momo couldn't take this move, but he didn't make a move, but he saw that the girl couldn't borrow the strength with the same cracking method, and was beaten by a punch and fell to the grass.
Li Momo rolled around on the ground, lay on her stomach for a minute before stumbling to her feet, her body stained with some green grass clippings, and she didn't cry out in pain.
Although he wanted his apprentice to suffer a loss, why did he look so unhappy?
He Bangwei pinched the branch in his hand, and his gaze was a little unkind. (To be continued.) )
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