Chapter 681: Western Fist vs Huaxia Martial Arts

The newly built square in Yejia Village is not very complete at present.

But there is still no problem or impact on practicing Tai Chi on the field.

At this moment, on the Yejia Village Square, Ye Xiaohu's parents are actively working hard to learn Taijiquan.

Because they know that only by practicing Tai Chi well and striving for a long life can they accompany Ye Xiaohu more and make up for the lost five years of their career in the past.

"Everyone is optimistic about my next move, and it is a very difficult move to do. ”

The strange old man who was in charge of teaching Ye Xiaohu's parents to practice Tai Chi was doing the movements, and shouted to Ye Xiaohu's parents and others: "Everyone do it with me first, and then I will teach you to practice one by one." In the future, after everyone has mastered it, they will combine the previous moves to cultivate, not to mention that they can really live a long life. But it can also make the body healthy, and it is not a problem to kill a cow with one punch. ”

Hearing the introduction of the old man who taught Tai Chi, Ye Xiaohu's parents and others burst into laughter.

At this time, a middle-aged man in a strong suit came from a distance, with big shoulders and a round waist, burly and powerful, and he was not a good stubble at first glance.

"Old man, with your fists and legs, can you kill a cow?"

As soon as he came, he pushed away the man in front of Ye Xiaohu's father, and then said to the old man who taught Taijiquan: "Now that the whole of China is on a big holiday, you still dare to come to Yejia Village to promote such a fake trick and deceive the public?"

"Who are you?"

Hearing the words of the middle-aged man in a strong suit, the old man who taught Tai Chi couldn't help but blow his beard and stare at the beads: "I teach orthodox Tai Chi, but I have been practicing the essence of the city for four or five years. ”

"Essence is a fart?"

Hearing the words of the old man who taught Tai Chi, the middle-aged man in a strong suit said disdainfully: "With a fake trick like yours, I, Chen Xiaolong, can blow you up with one punch." ”

"Fart. ”

Being looked down upon so much, the old man who taught Tai Chi said dissatisfiedly: "Although the Tai Chi we practice is a move to strengthen the body, there is still no problem in dealing with three or five strong men like you." ”

"Is that so?"

When I saw the old man who taught Tai Chi, he looked angry.

The middle-aged man in a strong suit suddenly took a step forward proudly and said, "It just so happens that the whole country is cracking down on fake tricks now, so let me try your skills." ”

Seeing the middle-aged man in a strong suit walking towards him and teaching Tai Chi, he couldn't help but make a defensive move in Tai Chi and said, "What are you going to do?"

"Try your skills, of course. ”

I saw a middle-aged man in a strong suit laughing, and then his arm, which was as thick as the old man's thigh, went directly to the old man who taught Tai Chi.

Seeing the movements of the middle-aged man in a strong suit, the old man who taught Tai Chi hurriedly made defensive moves in Tai Chi.

It's almost the old man who teaches Tai Chi, while doing a good job of defensive movements.

The fist of the middle-aged man in the strong suit was chiseled into the body of the old man who taught Tai Chi.

Boom.

Without any accidents, the old man of Tai Chi, who came up and took a defensive posture, was directly hit by the iron fist of the middle-aged man in a strong suit, and flew out with a punch.

After falling to the ground, I don't know if it was angry or internal injuries from the middle-aged man in the power suit, in short, the old man who taught Tai Chi spurted a mouthful of blood on the spot.

"Bastard. ”

Seeing this scene, Ye Xiaohu's father hurriedly rushed over to help the old man who taught Tai Chi to help him up, and asked with concern: "Lao Zhou, how is your body, do you need to go to the hospital?"

"No, no. ”

Hearing Ye Xiaohu's father's inquiry, Uncle Zhou, who taught Tai Chi, couldn't help but smile bitterly and said, "If I were ten years younger, I would definitely be able to beat him?"

"With you, thirty years younger is no match for me. ”

I saw a middle-aged man in a strong suit, taking off the clothes on his body, revealing the strong muscles of his upper body, and said: "Because I practice the orthodox killing technique from Europe and the United States: Western boxing." ”

"What's so great about Western boxing?"

Hearing the words of the man in the strong suit, Ye Xiaohu's father said dissatisfiedly: "If you have the ability, you go to fight against the soldiers in the army, go to the Chinese martial arts masters in the ring, why do you come to our village to show off your might?"

"Hmph, I just want you to know that you are wrong to practice Tai Chi. ”

The man in the strong suit retracted his gaze with disdain, and then said to the dissatisfied old men behind him: "And the second purpose of my coming here today is to replace this charlatan and teach you to practice orthodox physical fitness Western boxing." ”

"Fart, we don't learn that. ”

"What bullshit Western boxing, in my eyes, the eye is not as good as Tai Chi. ”

"You go away, we won't practice with you. ”

Hearing the words of the middle-aged man in a strong suit, someone immediately refuted it dissatisfiedly.

"Do you have an opinion?"

It seemed that someone had long expected someone to object, so the middle-aged man in a strong suit walked up to the old man who retorted dissatisfied, and his two eyes glared: "You said you weren't satisfied with me just now?"

"No, no. ”

"No, just step aside. ”

The middle-aged man in a strong suit pushed the first old man away, and then faced the next old man, and continued to scare: "Do you have any opinions about me teaching you?"

"No, don't dare. ”

"What about you?"

"Neither did I. ”

“......”

"Since there are no objections, then from now on, you are all my students. ”

The middle-aged man in the power suit saw that he was all scared and had already scared most of the people, so he turned to everyone present and said, "I don't know how that weak old man charges you." But in order to teach you to practice Western boxing, I, Sha Santai, have to give up my job in the city and come all the way to Yejia Village to take root, so I decided that I will charge you a salary of 700 yuan a month. ”

Burst.

Hearing Sha Santai's words, many old farmers in Yejia Village breathed a sigh of anger and felt that this was incredible.

"Go and dream your big dreams. ”

Hearing this person's words, Ye Xiaohu's father finally couldn't help it, and took the lead in standing up against it: "Don't say that we don't have money, even if we have money, we won't give you this ruffian hooligan who wants to make money and is already crazy." ”

"You're looking for death. ”

Hearing Ye Xiaohu's father's angry reprimand, Sha Santai, a man in a strong suit, changed his face greatly.

Obviously, he felt very dissatisfied that there were still people opposing him, and at the same time, he also wanted to use this opportunity to teach Ye Xiaohu's father a hard lesson, so as to achieve the effect of Liwei.

I saw Sha Santai sneer, and then walked quickly to Ye Xiaohu's father, and with another Western fist, he directly chiseled into the front door of Ye Xiaohu's father and said: "Damn old man, since you also want to taste the taste of my iron fist, then I, Sha Santai, will fulfill you." ”

(End of chapter)