Chapter 87: The Zuo Family (7)
It's either a duel or a real battle, and I've seen a lot of guys like you who are unashamed to talk about and look down on the countrymen. Although we lost the game, we are good at actual combat, and if we really duel, we will not lose. (Wenhua said)
It's all quibble. I'm tired of hearing this kind of ridiculous thing for a long time. This kind of talk is just an excuse for people who don't cultivate seriously and have no patience.
Although some people still cling to the old ideas, no matter how much talent you have, no matter how much actual combat experience you have, you can't defeat people who work tirelessly. (Zhang Yao said)
While you're clamoring for duels and fights, and you're swinging sticks around, we're practicing desperately, so there's no way you're going to win against me. (Zhang Yao said)
Oh, you're really a good talker. Now it's time for me to attack. (Wenhua said)
You bastard, give me a good experience!
(Wenhua hit him with a stick)
The stick method is monotonous, dull and tasteless. No matter how you attack, as long as you have that big porcelain bowl tied, you can only be at a disadvantage. Even if you guess it's a feint, you have to react, and then the flaws will be revealed. (Zhang Yao said)
Click!
(Wenhua gave Zhang Yao's head with a stick!!) )
I don't think about anything anymore! Right now... I'm not going to be at the bottom anymore! (Wenhua said)
A continuous attack that is involved with the bait.
(Zhang Yao's struggled resistance)
Fierce onslaught, not giving the opponent a chance to play tricks. Attack is the best defense, this is like his style! (Wei Qian said)
Do you want to beat me in one go? But in this kind of place, even if you want to take the offensive, your movements will be limited, and it will just be a waste of energy. Plus you have a fatal heel.
I know your stick inside out. With all the momentum, the attack without change, no matter how many times you attack, you can't hurt me. (Zhang Yao said)
Boom!!
(Wenhua trips Zhang Yao with one kick)
Even if you see through my stick, you can't predict how my feet move in the water! You just said that I can't break through the frame, and it seems to me that you are also limited. We've learned thousands of patterns, and we've learned thousands of ways to cope. (Wenhua said)
Belch!!
(Zhang Yao slapped Wenhua in the face with a stick.) )
These are much more reliable than the intuition you rely on. When you make a move, there will inevitably be subtle differences in judgment. If it's a master matchup, the difference will be fatal. That's the difference between you and me. Relying too much on talent and slacking off on practice is the cause of your failure. This is the strength of traditional martial arts that you look down on. (Zhang Yao said)
Yes!!
(Zhang Yao hit Wenhua on the head with a stick)
Bad! That guy is too strong... Mr. Wei Qian, let's go and help! Mr. Wei Qian! (Liang Kuan said)
Sorry, please don't meddle. Although this is a battle related to Miss Yizhen's happiness, I have no position to speak, but Wenhua is a person who does not admit defeat, and if you make a move, you may be killed. (Wei Qian said)
Why don't you admit defeat, if you continue like this, you will really lose! (Liang Kuan said)
He clearly knew that he could not defeat the opponent by fighting alone. Right, Wenhua? Is that... Before we arrived in Foshan, I ran a martial arts gym in the countryside.
There's a nasty guy who gets into trouble everywhere. He is a lone ranger who is very powerful, and he looks for nearby martial arts halls everywhere to challenge trouble.
The people in the country martial arts hall are very strong-blooded, no different from the gangsters. Everyone felt embarrassed and planned to get rid of him. No one thought of fighting him one-on-one according to the martial spirit, he could be regarded as self-inflicted... I also ran to join in the excitement and watch the fight.
That kid is really bold, and he is not afraid to face a group, let alone apologize. He single-handedly defeated many enemies one after another, and it was really powerful. However, after all, he was outnumbered, and although he kept fighting, he eventually collapsed due to physical exhaustion.
I hesitated for a long time, but finally brought him back to the martial arts hall. If left unchecked, he will most likely die. More importantly, I think he's a funny guy. (Wei Qian said)
(10 years ago)
Three hundred and thirty-three! Three hundred and thirty-four! Woooo No, it's the limit, my arm is about to break!
(Wei Qian is doing push-ups)
Don't say such frustrating words, you look like this, how can I rest assured that I will hand over the martial arts hall to you. I'm dying soon, what will I do? (Wei Shu said)
(Garrison: Wei Qianzong's father)
What's the point of letting me do push-ups? (Wei Qian said)
Martial arts don't rely on moves, but on momentum, stupid! With this kind of continuous practice, you will naturally understand the truth. Do it with your hands, control your breathing, and rely on your whole body!
Look at Xiaodong! He's so young he can do 100 push-ups! Pretty powerful, right? You're amazing, I have high hopes for you, and you're right, you're a genius! (Wei Shu said)
You can try it... Forget it, look at your injuries. I'm afraid not. I think you have a natural talent. It's not like you learned it somewhere, and your body and reflexes are outstanding.
However, talent alone cannot win. At the end of the day, you're no match for someone who works hard. (Mr. Wei Qian said to Wenhua)
I'm not interested. Do push-ups and not get stronger. (Wenhua said)
(Just a kid who likes to fight and make trouble...) )
What is that guy doing? Can you ask him to die? (Xiaodong said)
(The man never left, just sat there and watched me practice.) Because I was worried about him, I looked around... )
Hey, get out of here! We're going to the martial arts hall of Mr. Wei Qian's house! I heard he hid you, didn't he? What the hell is he trying to do! (Gangster A says)
I said I was about to leave, I had nothing to do with him, don't do anything with him. (Wenhua said)
It has nothing to do with you, but it has us! Before I go to clean up Mr. Wei Qian, let's just teach you a good lesson! Well? (Gangster A says)
Boom!!
(Wenhua punches the gangsters!!) )
(He's stronger than ever.) Although his injuries have not yet healed, it can be seen that he is stronger than before. By the time I came to my senses, there was a river of blood all around me. He and I were the only ones left. )
Why are you... Will it come? (Wenhua asks)
Use our family's stick method to settle your personal grievances, you will really cause trouble to others. (Wei Qian said)
When did I join your martial arts gym? You're fighting yourself. Really... I didn't expect you to be so kind, I wanted to repay you for the favor, but now I owe you a favor again. (Wenhua said)
Don't feel like you owe me a favor. You are always welcome to come, and I already consider you an apprentice. Those bruises on your hands... It's proof.
How many push-ups do you do with your fists? I'm not as desperate as you are. No wonder your injuries haven't healed. (Wei Qian said)
It's not some bruising... I was bitten by a fish when I caught a fish. (Wenhua said)
Fish... What! Dong Wenhua. (Wei Qian said)
He will never be seen, let alone noticing. But I know that in his head, both now and in the past... It's all only martial arts. (Wei Qian said)
Hide the sticks in the water so I can't predict their trajectory? Smart! Now that you're not working! (Zhang Yao said)
He didn't want to say anything about him not trying hard enough. Compared with the traditional martial arts of the Zuo family, it may be a street fight. But his sharpened sword... Even steel can be chopped. (Wei Qian said)
Yes!!
(Wenhua stabs Zhang Yao's bowl with a stick)
Thump!!
(Zhang Yao is attached to the water...) )
Mr. Wenhua! (Liang Kuan said)
I've kept you waiting. (Wenhua said)
Wenhua, you were beaten badly again. (Wei Qian said)
Yes? He didn't beat him. It was bitten by a fish in a pond. (Wenhua said)