Chapter 40: Drunken Three Hands
Practiced early as before, but today Liu Aoyang did not let Zhao Kuangchao run around the manor for a few laps, but asked Zhao Kuangchao to wait for a person, and in just ten minutes, a guy who has a lot of relationship with Zhao Kuangchao appeared, Lin Ying, who had fought once, but Lin Ying was very modest in front of the old man Liu Aoyang, but looking at Zhao Kuangran's gaze was still a little hostile, after all, he suffered a lot of losses from Zhao Kuangchao in Qianhai.
"Lin Ying, I don't think I need to introduce this to you, but don't think about beating this little rabbit cub, don't count on it in your life, anyway, my old eyes don't have any fun." Liu Aoyang is also straight, he will say whatever he thinks, of course, Lin Ying dares to say a word, so he can only nod his head again and again very aggrievedly.
"Why, don't you believe me, old thing?" Liu Aoyang seemed to be dissatisfied with Lin Ying's attitude, and squinted his eyes and said, where is this still like Zhao Kuang's chaotic and amiable appearance every day, it is simply that there is no room for a nail in his eyes, no wonder Gong San'er is afraid of this old man to the extreme.
Lin Ying's particularly strict face squeezed out a smile that didn't smile, and hurriedly said respectfully: "Master Liu, where does Lin Ying dare, I don't dare to say a disbelief if I borrow my guts." β
Liu Aoyang gave up at this time, pushed out Zhao Kuangchao, who was standing behind him with some schadenfreude, and said with his hands behind his back: "Now you have a few more moves, and the point is stopped, how can you say that now this little rabbit cub is also your junior brother, my old bones can't be played, you should be a human target." β
Zhao Kuang was stunned, he dared to let himself fight against Lin Ying, I have to say that Liu Aoyang has indeed taught people to a certain point, and now Lin Ying, who can make him feel pressure, and is not invincible, seems to be the best opponent.
"Senior brother, I'm sorry." Lin Ying's expression was slightly better, and his hostility towards Zhao Kuangchao was not so strong, but he still left some just right, and the battle spirit often played a big role in a contest.
Zhao Kuangchao bowed, and at this moment, Lin Ying took advantage of this kung fu to make a move, the vicious whip leg, Zhao Kuangchao knew that Lin Ying's leg kung fu was particularly good, and he didn't dare to carry it hard, and took a few steps back, Lin Ying didn't give Zhao Kuang the slightest breath, and rushed forward directly, a straight punch, but the range of action was too large and Zhao Kuang tilted his head to dodge, laymen may feel pity for Lin Ying's victorious pursuit, but Lin Ying is mouth corner was slightly raised, and the straight fist turned into a side elbow, directly hitting Zhao Kuangran's neck, This time it fell squarely, and Zhao Kuangran was directly beaten out, and rolled on the ground a few times, which shows Lin Ying's strength.
Liu Aoyang frowned, but when he saw Zhao Kuangchao who was rubbing his neck and standing up, he smiled again, although Zhao Kuangran's body was still incomparable to Lin Ying's, and his height was even more second-level crippled, but the most advantageous thing was the perverted ability to resist attacks, which Lin Ying could not achieve.
"Senior brother, I'm going to offend too." Zhao Kuangchao rushed out without warning, the speed was very fast, so fast that Lin Ying didn't know how Zhao Kuangchao would attack, suddenly, Zhao Kuangchao, who was as fast as a bullet, stopped abruptly in front of Lin Ying's eyes, so that Lin Ying's mind, who had begun to retreat in a panic, was blank all of a sudden, and at this moment, Zhao Kuangchao's seemingly inadvertent punch, lightning-like shot, fell directly on Lin Ying's stomach, like flowing water, without waiting for Lin Ying to relieve the sharp pain in his stomach, and punched Lin Ying on the left side of his face, this punch is very magical, It's like a dragonfly dotting water, punching extremely fast, and closing the punch equally fast, which often makes people feel that there is no strength, but whether there is strength or not, only Lin Ying knows best.
This kind of calm boxing method Zhao Kuang learned from Liu Aoyang, this is also the first time that Zhao Kuang has been used in actual combat, but I didn't expect the effect to be surprisingly good.
Lin Ying took a few steps back, waved his hand, sat on the ground and said, "Master, you have passed on this hundred leaf fist, isn't this sincere attempt to find me to be beaten?" β
Baiye Boxing, Zhao Kuangchao This is also the first time to hear the name of this boxing method, but with his current Taoism, it is estimated that he has not even touched the hundred words of Baiye Boxing.
Liu Aoyang smiled and said: "I don't want to bring everything here to the coffin, if I can teach a little, I will leave a little, if it weren't for the chaos being too young, I really dare to teach the Liu family to get drunk and teach it out with three hands, I'm afraid that this kid's body can't withstand the toss and suffer when he gets old." β
Lin Ying looked at Zhao Kuangchao in shock, Baiye Boxing was enough to make Lin Ying envious, this Liu family was drunk with three hands, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a national treasure, and even he didn't dare to think about it, even if he had been with Liu Aoyang for more than 30 years, he had only seen half of the hand in the hand of the drunken three, just that half of the hand, and he would carry the Qian family's gold medal fighter Shao Yuqian like a chicken.
Liu Aoyang seemed to think of something unhappy again, and his expression changed back to that stern look and said: "What Baiye Boxing, what drunk three-handed, even the unfilial boy of the Qian family knows that this is a legal society, and a martial artist like me is also looked down upon and teased by those literati and artists." β
Lin Ying touched his big bald head, he didn't know what to say, Liu Aoyang left a sentence for Zhao Kuang to mess with Lin Ying to continue practicing, so he didn't know what to mumble and left, it seems that this old man also has reverse scales.
After Liu Aoyang left, the atmosphere was slightly better, Lin Ying smiled at Zhao Kuang, and continued to be a human target, for Zhao Kuang to practice Baiye Boxing, in fact, in the dark, the gap between him and Zhao Kuangchao has become bigger and bigger, such as Liu Aoyang's word hit, Lin Ying is now in the prime of life and then going downhill, and Zhao Kuang is at the height of climbing, although it is only now that the contact is a little late, but it is better to win at the bottom.
The two of them who were sweating profusely sat in front of the fish pond, Lin Ying was not in a hurry to go, and Zhao Kuang talked a lot of martial arts, there are southern fists and northern legs, but more are some small moves that are not famous, Lin Ying said, those so-called Xingyi boxing Baji boxing is ancestral, just report to a martial arts class to learn, will only go the wrong way.
Most heroes come from families, this is a truth that China doesn't know how many years have not changed, of course, Zhao Kuangchao listened attentively, for fear of missing something.
"The Liu family is drunk with three hands, what kind of routine is it?" Zhao Kuang asked, he could feel the heat in Lin Ying's eyes when Liu Aoyang said it.
Lin Ying's eyes were sacred: "I only know some fur, but Liu Scissors, who practiced the most superb, has passed away, and now it is estimated that there are only two people in this drunken third hand, Liu Aoyang is one, and the other has long since retired." This drunk three-handed, the most amazing place is to drink, one pound of wine, two pounds of wine, three pounds of wine, said to drink this kind of wine, no matter how you hit the body, you can't feel pain, as long as you don't die, you can fight, but then there is guilt, when the Qian family Shao Yuqian to Liu Aoyang, Liu Aoyang drank half a catty, and almost beat the madman in front of Shao Yuqian. β
Zhao Kuangran felt more and more that Liu Aoyang was powerful, how many people in this world were outsiders? Zhao Kuangran felt that he was extremely small, there were drunk three hands in addition to the drunk three hands, and there were still drunk three hands in addition to the drunk three hands.
"The water in the rivers and lakes is very deep, at least now our master has not seen through it, no matter how salted fish turns over, a person is still a small person." Lin Ying sighed, got up and left, promising to come back to fight Zhao Kuang in two days.
Seeing Lin Ying leave, Zhao Kuangran also moved his muscles and bones, ran around the manor for a while, until his body was close to collapse before taking a bath, Zhao Kuangran needed to play with his life, he had to play with his life, he was afraid that if he didn't play with his life now, he wouldn't even have to play with his life in the future.
Zhao Kuang Chao has become an isolated monk, and even Gong San'er, who is lazy every day and wishes that Zhao Kuang was chaotic, can't see it, Zhao Kuangchao is already half crazy, and the other half is also crumbling, Gong San'er is afraid that Zhao Kuang's body can't withstand the toss, but obviously the only thing this guy can squander unscrupulously is his body.
But why is Zhao Kuangchan so desperate, Lin Ying knows a little, Liu Aoyang knows a little more, Gong San'er is clear, he wants to say that in fact, Zhao Kuangchan has done enough, and he can rest, but thinking about the tomb bag in Qinglong Village, he can't speak, or can't speak, this young master has been doing his own thing for too long, but only this time what he is worried about makes Gong San'er unable to extricate himself.
Zhao Kuangran needs to become stronger, and he must become stronger, at least he can protect something, and he can have a clear conscience for the people who are watching him, which is also the only reason why Zhao Kuangchao is desperate.
Of course, Liu Aoyang sees the changes in Zhao Kuangchao, and all he can do is to teach Zhao Kuangchao two more tricks, not supporting or opposing it, a little relieved, Liu Aoyang is not worried about Zhao Kuangchao's body at all, if a young man can't even do this Cheng dΓΉ, then what else can he do?
Winter is coming, and Zhao Kuangchao has been living in this manor for two months, and it is also six months since Zhao Kuangchao left Qinglong Village, exactly half a year. Although Zhao Kuangran's mobile phone has been turned on, Yi Yinghuo's little girl has never called and texted once, it seems that she is in a cold war with Zhao Kuangran, and it seems that she really believes Zhao Kuangran's 100,000 urgent text messages, and Zhao Kuangchao is already dead.
On the path, Zhao Kuang was dressed in sportswear, his face became more and more capable, less lazy in Qianhai, a little more calm, more mature, or some vicissitudes, and the heavy dark circles seemed to have become Peugeot, adding a bit of evil to this still pale face, and some people didn't dare to follow it, after all, this guy hadn't slept well for two months.
Sitting on the bench and snorting hot, Zhao Kuangran looked up at the sky with snowflakes, Gong San'er, who was standing far away, shrunk his neck, smoking like a little old man in the Northeast, this guy still had a conscience to accompany Zhao Kuangran to get up early.
"I'm riding a white horse, walking three times, I'll change into plain clothes and go back to the Central Plains" Zhao Kuangran's cottage mobile phone that still hasn't been changed rang, Zhao Kuangran looked at the caller number, and his heart jumped pounding.