。 Chapter 283: Qiu Wendong

"Good!" Seeing Zhou Xiaotian's poster, Ye Tian, who was standing on the side, couldn't help but applaud loudly. 《

Zhou Xiaotian relied on the essence of Bajiquan, let alone Wu Chen, even if he replaced Ye Tian with a solid reliance, he had to use his strength to remove this force.

With Ye Tian's applause, Wu Chen's body flew three or four meters away, and after his feet landed, he took more than ten steps backwards and sat on the ground.

Although Bajiquan is not as vicious as the iron sand palm, it is fierce and unparalleled, and the whole body can exert strength, Wu Chen, who was sitting on the ground, turned from red to white, and then from white to red, and after enduring it for a long time, a mouthful of blood finally spurted out.

"Brother Wu!"

"Senior Brother......

This sudden change made the onlookers stunned, why did Wu Chen wander around Zhou Xiaotian for a long time, but he was knocked down and vomited blood without even catching a move?

Most of these people are new to the martial arts hall to study, and some of them are sent by Qiu Wendong's security company for training, and they don't actually have much work on them, let alone eyesight.

These people usually watch those martial arts movies on TV and movies, they are all swords and swords, and at least they have to fight for dozens of rounds to determine the winner, but everything that happened in front of them made everyone stunned.

In fact, the master Xiangbo is not an exhibition match, it is not as good-looking as they imagined, seize the opportunity to defeat the enemy with one move, this is the real master style.

In particular, Bajiquan, its movements are simple and concise, fierce and brittle, heavy force but not heavy moves, head, shoulders, elbows, hands, tail, hips, knees, feet eight parts can kill the enemy to win.

"Master, he is a monk halfway through the practice of Baguazhang, he pays too much attention to the kung fu in his hands, and the next game is not very stable!"

Compared with Wu Chen's embarrassment, Zhou Xiaotian didn't take a breath, and after knocking down the other party, he collected the eight-pole frame and returned to Ye Tian.

"Well, Xiaotian, your outer kung fu has been practiced to the extreme, in this way, you move to my courtyard to live, and concentrate on practicing your family's internal martial arts, I can't see that in a year, your kung fu will be able to enter the dark energy!"

Ye Tian is kind of vision, he can see at a glance Zhou Xiaotian's attainments in Baji Boxing, if he can go further, it is not an exaggeration to call him a grandmaster. Templar

Ye Tian has visited many martial arts masters with his master, except for himself, Zhou Xiaotian's talent is the best, but Ye Tian was raised by medicine since he was a child, and he is still inferior to Zhou Xiaotian in terms of hard work.

It's just that Bajiquan is too strong, and after practicing to the extreme, the internal loss of the body is also very serious, although Zhou Xiaotian has internal strength and mental methods to complement him, but there are also hidden diseases in the internal organs and meridians.

Ye Tian asked Zhou Xiaotian to live in his courtyard, just to use the abundant Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi there to treat the old wounds in his body.

Moreover, whether the vitality is rich or not, it is of great benefit to the cultivation of the inner family, even if Zhou Xiaotian's family inheritance method is incomplete, there is a great chance that he can enter the dark energy, that is, the realm of refining and refining qi.

This is also the reason why many qi practitioners in ancient times lived in seclusion in the deep mountains and old forests and did not ask about the world, because in those places, there was enough heaven and earth vitality for them to practice the exercises.

"You guys are too ruthless, you're just fighting, why did you beat my senior brother like this?" Just as Ye Tian's master and apprentice were talking, a young man who was holding Wu Chen stood up.

"He is not seriously injured, and he will be fine for half a month."

Ye Tian glanced at the man and said, "Besides, there will inevitably be deaths and injuries in martial arts competitions, what's so strange about this?" I'm afraid of getting hurt, so let's just abandon martial arts and learn literature......"

In the rivers and lakes martial arts, the reason why there are many grievances and grievances is from this, if you are not proficient in learning and art, you will inevitably be unable to control your strength when you do it, and it is easy to have deaths and injuries, and resentments will slowly accumulate. …,

The young man was blocked by Ye Tian's words, his face turned red, and he shouted loudly in a hurry: "You...... You deceive people too much, brothers, copy the guys and fight with them! ”

Zhou Xiaotian's shout just now, like a tiger roaring in the mountains and forests, almost frightened the courage of these gossip palm beginners, but now that someone drove them, those young people immediately ran towards the weapon rack.

"Damn, a group fight!"

Ye Tian was stunned for a moment, his face became serious, and then he rolled up his sleeves, as the saying goes, knives and guns have no eyes, if someone accidentally stabs a hole or cuts a knife, it will not be fun.

Although Wu Chen, who was half-lying on the ground, had the heart to stop it, he didn't shout a word, and the smell of blood in his throat was rising again, so he could only wave his hands in vain.

Just when the group of people touched their weapons and were about to rush towards Ye Tian and Zhou Xiaotian, two people walked in at the gate of the courtyard, and they were stunned when they saw the chaotic scene in front of them.

"Stop, you want to rebel?!"

A strong man in his forties who walked in front of him let out a loud shout, his voice full of anger, which woke up those hot-headed disciples.

"Master, Master is here!"

"Master, they came to smash the field and injured all the senior brothers!"

When a group of disciples saw the visitor, their faces showed joy, and they ran towards the man with the weapons in their hands, and told him what had just happened.

"Xiao Wu, are you okay?"

Qiu Wendong saw Wu Chen lying on the ground, hurriedly walked over, stretched out his hand to give him the lower pulse, and felt that the pulse was still relatively stable, so he put his heart down and stood up.

Wu Chen sat up with a wry smile and said, "Master...... Master, it's me who is not good at learning! ”

"It's okay, Master will bring you back to the field!" Qiu Wendong patted the disciple on the shoulder and asked him to sit down on a chair.

When Qiu Wendong looked at Ye Tian and the others, his eyes were already full of anger, he had been fighting in Beijing for more than 30 years, he had never been the only one to beat people, and he had never been bullied to the head.

And Wu Chen is his eldest disciple, after several years of training, Qiu Wendong is ready to pass on the mantle to him, seeing that Wu Chen is beaten like this, his right fist has already clenched "click".

You must know that this personal disciple is sometimes closer than his son, because people always have a time to get old, but in the martial arts, some juniors like to step on the elders to become famous and on top, and this is the time for the disciples to fight on behalf of the teacher.

Therefore, Wu Chen's injury, in Qiu Wendong's heart, is much more serious than Ye Tian and the others smashing the field.

"Brother Feng, I'm really sorry to let you see the joke, please sit down, I'll take care of the things here and then I'll accompany you!"

Although his heart was full of anger, Qiu Wendong still greeted the guests around him first, this is a famous boxer in Cangzhou martial arts, called Feng Hengyu.

Feng Hengyu's teacher and Qiu Wendong's father are friends of the previous generation, and the two have also had a lot of contacts over the years.

"Master, that one in sportswear is practicing Bajiquan, and his kung fu is very deep, you have to be careful!" Wu Chen, who was sitting on the chair, reminded Qiu Wendong with words.

Wu Chen is a master of art investment, and his kung fu is not much weaker than Qiu Wendong, but he didn't even make a move for Zhou Xiaotian, he was afraid that the master would suffer if he was not careful.

"Bajiquan?"

Qiu Wendong was stunned when he heard this, and looked at Feng Hengyu beside him with a somewhat strange face, because he was a famous Baji boxer in Cangzhou, and he was also the descendant of Li Shuwen, a famous figure among the contemporary eighth-level masters. …,

So when he heard that the door-to-door smashing was using Bajiquan, Qiu Wendong also unconsciously looked at Feng Hengyu with an inquiring gaze, the relationship in the martial arts is complicated, maybe there will be some connection between the two.

Looking at Qiu Wendong's gaze, Feng Hengyu smiled bitterly and said, "Brother Qiu, there are tens of millions of disciples passed down by the ancestor, and I can't recognize all of them." ”

The ancestor Feng Hengyu said was none other than the spear Li Shuwen.

Li Shuwen's life is bright and upright, evil as hatred, his disciples have been introduced to tens of thousands of people at home and abroad, every year on the eve of the Qingming Festival, there are often worshippers from different countries and different colors fly to Cangzhou, go to Li Shuwen's cemetery to pay respects.

Therefore, although Feng Hengyu is the descendant of Li Shuwen, he may not know all the descendants of so many Bajiquan methods at home and abroad.

After hearing Feng Hengyu's words, Qiu Wendong nodded and said, "Okay, Brother Feng will help me suppress the formation, I will go to meet this young man, for the sake of him practicing Bajiquan, I will only let him spit out a mouthful of blood!" ”

This is the sadness of not having good disciples under his subordinates, otherwise, with Qiu Wendong's age of nearly fifty, where do you need to do it yourself? However, his age is the heyday of the inner boxer, and his qi and blood are not inferior to Zhou Xiaotian.

"Strange, why is that middle-aged man so familiar?"

Just when Feng Hengyu was drinking Qiu Wendong's conversation, Ye Tian's brows furrowed, because he looked at Feng Hengyu who was wearing a white practice uniform, and he was very familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen it for a while.

This is extremely rare for Ye Tian, who has an amazing memory, but Ye Tian can be sure that when he followed the old way to walk the rivers and lakes, he must have seen this person.

"Two, I, Qiu Wendong, also have a good reputation in the capital, and I ask myself to behave properly, I don't know if the two of you deceived the door, was it instigated by others or did something wrong with me Qiu?"

Qiu Wendong had a hot temper in his early years, but after being in prison twice, he had already rounded his character, so although his heart was full of anger at this time, he still came according to the rules of the rivers and lakes.

"Behaving properly?"

Ye Tian sneered when he heard this, and said, "Okay, let me ask you, you are a person who practices martial arts, why would you attack ordinary people?" I just can't see it, so I'm here to ask for a lesson or two! ”――

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