One move kills.

The grandfather looked at the other Orientals on the stage and spat at the dead corpses beside him. When the master turned around and went to get the steamed buns and heads on the side of the stage, everyone in the audience reacted, and suddenly the cheers shook the sky, and finally someone made them angry!

At this time, a few Orientals shouted: "Yours, don't go!" Then he rushed up to one.

The master picked up the steamed bun, took a bite of his head, and said unhurriedly: "Do you see that I look like I'm leaving?" As he spoke, he shook the steamed bun and head in his hand at the Oriental man, "Don't worry, I'll send you on your way after eating this." ”

When the Oriental people heard this, they suddenly screamed "Wow", and rushed towards the grandfather like a crazy pig, and the grandfather still dodged while eating steamed buns and heads, while watching the fist of this Oriental ghost.

Feelings, their fists are almost the same, they are all based on fierceness, and this ghost doesn't seem to be as good as the one just now, this one is only offensive but not defensive, and the moves are full of loopholes.

At this time, the Oriental man punched the door of the Taiye, and the Taiye put his left arm up to meet the fist of the Oriental man, followed by the right fist of the Oriental fist, when the chest was a punch, the Oriental did not dodge.

With a "bang", the master's fist hit the heart of the Oriental people, and the Oriental people took two steps backwards, as if they were fine, and actually smiled at the grandfather.

The master was stunned for a moment, his own punch could break people's hearts, and this slave actually looked at it as if it was fine.

Before the grandfather came back to his senses, the Oriental man pounced again, and the grandfather flashed to the side, punched again, and punched the Oriental under the left rib.

The throat, double ribs, lower, and yin, these parts and positions are all fatal, not to mention those who have practiced kung fu, and they can't stand being injured by ordinary people.

The Oriental man was punched in the left rib again, not only was it fine, but he actually fought back with a punch from the grandfather, but fortunately, the grandfather was spiritual and alive, and he was only rubbed by the fist to the flesh of the shoulder.

The Oriental man smiled at the master again, with a look of contempt, and the master was suddenly puzzled, could it be that this slave had practiced iron cloth shirts or hard qigong? However, judging from the body and breath, this Oriental does not know how to practice qi luck at all.

The grandfather cautiously took a few more photos with the Oriental, and tried to punch the Oriental's small, abdomen and back respectively, but failed to hurt him, the grandfather wanted to hit the back of his neck and throat, but he was guarded to death, and he had no way to start.

After a few more face-to-face visits, the master finally figured out that this Oriental ghost really didn't have an iron cloth shirt or hard qigong, and his ability to resist attacks was practiced in a way that was almost self-harming.

At the beginning, the sandbag is hoisted, the sandbag is pushed, the sandbag is used to hit and hit the body, after practicing for a while, the sandbag is replaced with a stone, and then hit and hit the body, and after the stone in the sandbag is smashed into powder, it is replaced with a wooden stake, and the body is hit and hit with a wooden stake.

However, these Oriental people obviously don't understand the subtlety of Chinese martial arts, and the Taiye secretly lucked his palm, and when the Oriental attacked again, the Taiye dodged out of the way, went around the back of the Oriental man, and patted his palm on the Oriental man's back, as if he was patting dust on the Oriental man's back.

The Oriental man's body froze, motionless, his eyes were huge, like a pair of donkey eyes, the master put his hands behind his back, turned to the eyes of the Oriental man, and said lightly: "What are you still standing for, lie down." ”

The words fell, and blood oozed from the corner of the Oriental man's mouth, and with a "poof", he fell on his back on the platform.

"I didn't even understand what kung fu was, but I dared to put myself in the ring to fight!"

As soon as the master's voice fell, the audience suddenly cheered. The external martial arts are certainly strong, but in the eyes of the internal family skills, the skin and flesh are just a layer of paper, otherwise why should Chinese martial arts pay attention to both internal and external cultivation.

When the master took the steamed buns and heads again, from several Oriental people, another one jumped out, and the grandfather gnawed on the steamed bread and the head while looking at the Oriental man a few times, the master almost didn't laugh, and asked curiously: "With your virtue, do you know kung fu?" ”

The Oriental man suddenly widened his eyes, he didn't seem to know the official language of the Qing Dynasty, he couldn't understand what the master was saying, and he screamed at the master like a jumping flea.

The master shook his head with a look of regret, "You go down, and another person comes up, the master doesn't beat the crippled." ”

After the master said, an Oriental man next to him said a few words to the Oriental man, as if he was translating the words of the grandfather to him, and the Oriental man listened to it, and immediately became furious, and rushed towards the master with a strange scream.

The grandfather suddenly looked contemptuous. This Oriental man is not a cripple, but he is not only short and short, but also has a pair of short lap legs, which may have something to do with their day and myself kneeling for thousands of years, originally a servile nation, whoever is strong they will kneel down as a son as a slave, kneeling for a long time, the lap legs are very normal.

However, according to the standards for Chinese martial arts training in the past, people with such legs are like cripples, and no master will accept such apprentices, so the master asked him if he knew kung fu, and said that he would not beat crippled people.

There is a saying that hitting people does not slap their faces, and exposing people does not expose their shortcomings, when the master said this, it undoubtedly poked the most sore spot of this Oriental person, and when he came up, he fought with the master to the death, only attacking but not defending.

The first two ghosts, the master was still a little careful, this lap leg, the master didn't take him in his eyes at all. Martial arts pay attention to the calm and steady, just this Luo circle legs, Zama steps can not be steady, the strength is born from the root, there is no root under the feet, how much ability can he have.

The grandfather walked leisurely, nibbling on steamed buns and heads, teasing Luo Quan's legs and turning around on the stage, with his height, like an adult teasing an eight- or nine-year-old child, and everyone in the audience was happy.

However, what the master didn't expect was that when the master dodged around behind Luo Quan's legs, Luo Quan's legs suddenly jumped up in the air and jerked up a kick backwards, the speed was so fast and powerful that the grandfather was caught off guard.

I didn't expect the strength on Luo Quan's legs to be so great, and I was careless!

The master stretched out his hand to touch his chest, and he felt as if something was broken, and hurriedly touched it into his arms under his clothes, and the two tokens were broken one piece, if it wasn't for the token to block this kick for himself, it is estimated that he would have been seriously injured (two tokens, please see the last generation one for details).

The master was immediately furious, "Okay, you ghost, the master abolished your two legs first!" ”

The master no longer played Luo Quanleg this time, since Luo Quanleg kicked himself with his leg, the master also fought back with his leg.

After a few face-to-face shots, Luo Quan's legs couldn't hold on, he only had the ability to parry, and he didn't have the strength to fight back, but the master was not in a hurry to kill him, he was waiting for an opportunity.

After a burst of onslaught, the master slowed down his speed, and when Luo Huan saw this, he thought that the master was physically exhausted, so he suddenly came to his senses, picked up his legs and began to fight back.

Don't look at the two legs of Luo Quan's legs, which are surprisingly short, but he has always used his legs as the main attack, especially the move of turning around and sweeping his legs, which is frequently launched.

At this time, Luo Huan's legs turned around again, and his legs turned towards the master, and the grandfather showed a smile, as if he was waiting for him to turn around and spin his legs.

Seeing that the little short leg was spinning over, the master raised a foot and kicked on the crook of the lap leg, and with a "click", the thigh bone was broken by the lord's kick, and at the same time, the whole person flew out.

The master followed closely and chased over, and at the same time that Luo Quan's leg landed, the master also chased to the front, and before Luo Quan's leg reacted, it was another kick, "click" again, and the other leg was also kicked off by Taiye, and Luo Quan's leg suddenly screamed and writhed in pain on the stage.

The master looked at him and said coldly: "Crippled people can't practice kung fu, remember my words!" "The master didn't kill Luo Quanleg, but Luo Quanleg really can't practice kung fu in the future.

The audience cheered again, and as soon as the master turned around, he was about to go to the edge of the stage to get steamed buns and heads, and at this moment, an Oriental man on the stage rushed up with a knife.

The master glanced at him, this Oriental man not only held a knife in his hand, but also had a short knife pinned to his waist, and he seemed to be an expert in making knives.

The master ignored him, walked straight to the edge of the stage, picked up a steamed bun and head, and said, "Don't worry about death first, wait for the master to eat a steamed bun and take a breath." ”

The master has played three games in a row at this time, and he is already a little tired, and there are three more on the stage, if he doesn't take a breath, I'm afraid he won't be able to make it to the end.

However, the Oriental man with the knife didn't seem to want to give the master a chance to breathe, and said: "Yours, if you don't dare to fight, you will admit defeat!" ”

When the master heard this, he said: "I have heard that you foreign ghosts are not trustworthy, and sure enough, if you want to fight with the master, the master will accompany you!" As he spoke, the master walked up to the Oriental man with his steamed bun and head, "Come on, draw your sword." ”

At that time, the grandfather didn't know that the Oriental was holding a knife, thinking it was a sword, but the Oriental didn't draw the knife, holding the scabbard in one hand and the handle of the knife in the other, putting on a posture of drawing a knife, and circled around the grandfather.

The master wondered in his heart, since it was a test of the blade, why didn't this ghost draw his sword for a long time?

Oriental people around the master can have three circles, the master lost patience, put the steamed bun in his hand, the head to the mouth, just about to take a bite, suddenly, the Oriental people rushed forward, a cold light flashed, the grandfather was shocked, hurriedly backwards, at the same time, I felt a cold chest, and so the master came back to his senses, looked down, the clothes on the chest were cut a big hole, and then look at the Oriental people, actually have put the knife back into the sheath, still a posture to draw the knife.

The master didn't understand, at that time, the Japanese and Ben's swordsmanship, which can also be called swordsmanship, were basically "one knife flow", paying attention to one hit must hit, unlike China's swordsmanship and swordsmanship There are routines, they don't have routines, just a surprise, a knife as fast as lightning, a knife misses, take it back and come back.

With a knife, someone cut off his clothes, and the master immediately threw away the steamed buns and head in his hand, and pulled out the Liangyi Yin and Yang Sword from his waist.