"Come on, kick me~!"

Inside the Golden Dragon Martial Arts Hall, Zheng Chao'an, who was dressed in a dark blue practice uniform, was talking to a fifteen or sixteen-year-old young man in front of him.

The young man nodded, with a hint of a hippie smile on his face, and kicked a high side kick at Zheng Chao'an.

Zheng Chaoan took a step back, and after flashing this blow, he said to the young man in front of him with a serious face: "It's not a show now, I told you yesterday that I want to use your cool mind to do it again!" ”

The young man looked at Zheng Chao'an's serious expression, restrained his smile, and nodded equally seriously.

"Drink~!" The young man shouted and kicked Zheng Chaoan again.

"What I'm saying is, take advantage of your cool head, not anger~!" When Zheng Chaoan saw this kick, his face was still serious and said, "Let's do it again!" ”

When the young man heard this, he nodded again, and his face was no longer the first hippie smile, nor the seriousness of the second time, but his expression was calm.

Seeing that Zheng Chaoan beckoned to him, the young man didn't make a sound, and kicked the same high side kick violently, and after being blocked by Zheng Chao'an, he took a step forward and kicked the same move again, making Zheng Chao'an also take a step back before dodging this blow.

"Okay, good, you're relaxed." Zheng Chaoan finally brought a satisfied smile on his face, walked up to the young man and asked, "How do you feel now?" ”

"Uh~, let me think about it." The young man hesitated, unable to tell how he felt at the moment of the attack.

"Don't think about it, hurry up!" Zheng Chaoan directly patted the young man's head, and then said, "React quickly, as if you were intuition, and point your finger to the moon!" ”

"Remember, if you are slow to react, you will only be able to see your fingers, and you will never see the moon again!" Zheng Chao'an's fingers shook in front of the young man's eyes, and then asked, "Do you understand now?" ”

"Hmm~!" The young man smiled and nodded.

Seeing Huang Xiaohao and Lao Wu walking towards this side, Zheng Chaoan waved his hand and motioned for the young man to go aside and practice by himself.

The young man bowed to him, but he was slapped on the head by Zheng Chao'an.

"When you're bowing, your eyes can't look at yourself, you have to look at each other!" Zheng Chaoan taught again.

The young man bowed again according to what Zheng Chao'an taught, and then turned around and left Zheng Chao'an's side.

"Brother Zheng~! We're here again today~! Lao Wu walked towards Zheng Chao'an with a smile and shouted.

"Congratulations, I didn't know that your martial arts hall opened yesterday, and I didn't come to congratulate you, it's really rude~!" Huang Xiaohao also smiled and hugged his fists, and said hello.

"Hi~! Those who practice martial arts, don't care about these vain. Zheng Chaoan waved his hand and replied nonchalantly.

The three of them stood in place and talked a few polite words such as "there are many disciples in the martial arts hall, and the restaurant business is prosperous", and through Lao Wu, a fellow who is familiar with him, Huang Xiaohao and Zheng Chao'an, two people who are also not good at words, finally chatted warmly and familiarly.

"By the way, Brother Zheng, why did you just see that your disciple brother didn't teach yesterday's set of Golden Dragon Fist?" Just now, Lao Wu watched Zheng Chao'an's disciple from the side, and he really heard the words of "pointing to the moon" he said, and he couldn't help but ask.

Huang Xiaohao understands what Zheng Chao'an is talking about, but the martial arts hall seems to have only opened yesterday, right? Why did you start teaching the disciples the secret of actual combat the next day, this progress is too fast!

"Golden Dragon Fist?" As soon as Huang Xiaohao heard this name, he felt that it was too old-fashioned, but when he thought that it was only 1971, for people of this era, this name was very majestic and imposing. And when combined with the name "Golden Dragon Martial Arts Hall", it is also very appropriate.

"That's right~!" Lao Wu smiled and made two movements, "The fourth style of the Golden Dragon Fist, the little dragon asks for directions, and the big dragon swings its tail~!" How's it going, Brother Zheng, do I learn like this? ”

"Like~!" Zheng Chaoan first gave Lao Wu a thumbs up, and when he saw Huang Xiaohao's confused expression, he explained to him, "This Golden Dragon Fist was actually figured out by myself some time ago, when I was idle and had nothing to do, and it has not been completely perfected, only seven or eight simple moves and routines." It's just that the martial arts hall opened too hastily yesterday, and I didn't have any other preparations, so I took it out to teach these children. ”

"The Golden Dragon Fist has only been created for a short time, and the moves are few and simple, and in one day yesterday, some smart children learned my Golden Dragon Fist, so I will teach something else today."

"I see." Lao Wu nodded, and asked excitedly, "Brother Zheng, which is more powerful, your simple set of Golden Dragon Fists or Ah Hao's complex set of Wing Chun Fists?" Ah Hao taught me Wing Chun is too complicated, just that set of small thoughts, there are one hundred and eight styles, and I have learned less than half of them for several days. ”

"There is no such thing as the best punch, only the best man." Huang Xiaohao said on the side.

"That's right!" Zheng Chaoan agreed with Huang Xiaohao's words very much, and said with a smile, "Any boxing technique is practiced well, it is very powerful. If you don't practice well, it's just a soft trick. ”

"Then how do you practice so that you don't soften your hands and feet?" Lao Wu asked again.

"Didn't I just tell you yesterday~! You forgot so quickly? Zheng Chaoan pointed at Lao Wu helplessly and asked rhetorically.

"Is that the waist-horse one?" Lao Wu then remembered this sentence, speaking of which, when he was in the restaurant just now, Lao Wu also mentioned this word in front of Huang Xiaohao, but he didn't expect that in the blink of an eye, he forgot it himself.

"Yes, it's the unity of waist and horse!" Zheng Chaoan patted his waist and answered with a smile. Then, he suddenly turned his head, looked at Huang Xiaohao, who was standing with a smile on his face, and said, "Brother Huang, I see that you are also an expert in martial arts. It's rare to have a chance today, why don't we have a discussion? ”

As early as the first day Zheng Chao'an came here, after seeing Huang Xiaohao teach a lesson to those gangsters who came to collect protection money in the restaurant, he already had a strong idea of competing in his heart.

It's just that at that time, the third uncle beside him grabbed him and made him suppress this thought. Then the next day, when he was searching for news everywhere in the village, he heard that Huang Xiaohao had disabled twenty or thirty gangsters with knives and sticks in a short period of time, which made him sigh why he was not at the scene at the time, and he couldn't witness that scene with his own eyes, and the idea of fighting Huang Xiaohao in his heart became even stronger.

It's just that he came here to investigate the news by hiding his identity, and he can't easily expose his skills, so he has been suppressing his urge to compete with Huang Xiaohao.

It wasn't until two days ago, after inspecting the manor of Boss Han of the Ice Factory, that he changed his plan of action, made a move, and established the 'Golden Dragon Martial Arts Pavilion', and Zheng Chaoan finally didn't have to keep a low profile.

Originally, he planned to wait until two or three days later, let him finish the affairs of the martial arts hall, and then visit the door and go to the restaurant to find Huang Xiaohao, a Wing Chun master, to have a good fight.

Unexpectedly, Huang Xiaohao himself came to the martial arts hall today, the opportunity cannot be lost, the time will not come again, Zheng Chaoan talked to him a few words, and felt that Huang Xiaohao's views on kung fu were very similar to his own philosophy, and finally couldn't suppress the urge to fight, and opened his mouth to invite Huang Xiaohao to fight.

"Let's talk, okay~!" When Huang Xiaohao heard Zheng Chao'an's words, he didn't hesitate at all, and agreed with a smile.

The friendship of people who practice martial arts is not something they talk about, but something they fight.

Huang Xiaohao has long wanted to have a good competition with Zheng Chaoan, who looks exactly like "Brother Xiaolong".