Military fighting techniques and special forces killing moves are not as exaggerated as its name describes, because on the modern battlefield, there is not much time and space for you to play, and it is often delayed for a second, and a row of shells will hit it, so the essence of Krav Maga is to attack, and the second is to escape.

In layman's terms, it is to swing the opponent's hands and feet and kick the opponent's vital position.

But the simpler it is, the more difficult it is to deal with, plus the strength of Wing Chun bursts out, as fast as lightning, and when you brush it, the raindrops are like being washed away by bullets, and the claws are about to fall to the throat!

Tang Long's hair stood upside down, an indescribable sense of danger came from the bottom of his heart, his hands and feet didn't have time to defend himself, he leaned back without thinking, giving him an extra 0.5 seconds, his legs sank, like a scale, his upper body was weirdly flicked, and his two shoulders were pulled over like whips, but it gave people a feeling of strength and strength, Cai Li Fo's killing move - a thousand word hands!!

Cai, Li, Buddha, in fact, is the three boxing, the deepest place, is to combine the mystery of the three boxing, this move, is a combination of the Cai family's short fighting techniques, the Li family's pile method, the Buddha's palm, strong and powerful, long and short mixed hair, others see, it really seems to have a few more arms.

With a 'bang', his claws were swinged away, and Ye Huai slid slightly, getting out of Tang Long's attack range.

"Cai Li Fo?"

"Martial arts?" Tang Long rubbed his shoulders, and in a hurry, he almost dislocated his shoulder with a flick just now.

"Don't think that Jeet Kune Do is the only one who knows, and I will too," Ye Huai suddenly laughed, "Uncle Zhenfan's manuscript, I've read it." PS: Bruce Lee's original name was Li Zhenfan

Among the traditional martial arts, Wing Chun should be regarded as the fastest developed and most widely spread, Ye Huai was once invited to teach Wing Chun fighting techniques in the German SEK special forces, the Egyptian 102 Airborne Regiment, and the Israeli UNIT Wehrmacht Special Forces, so he also learned some special forces fighting techniques.

"Same issue. You practice Wing Chun, how did you start fighting? The corners of Tang Long's mouth raised.

"If you can win your fist, it's a good punch!" Ye Huai is like a bad boy who plays peek-a-boo and gets caught. With a smile in his eyes, he spread his hands and slashed them, "I have practiced boxing, fighting, wrestling, and pushing hands." Since I've practiced it, why can't I use it? ”

Tang Long's legs turned, his toes were raised, and he hit a hollow punch, the same punch speed as a windmill, and the opponent's pusher was connected, and there was a crackling sound, if the previous battle was a contest of fists and feet, then next. It is the battle of boxing, which is the so-called, heart fist and art fist.

"You're not right," Tang Long turned around, brushed away his sticky hand, and kept talking: "You can't say that practicing cunquan is Wing Chun, the same reason, those who are proficient in sleeping skills and joint skills must belong to judo?" Punches, knees, feet, can be called Muay Thai if they are more lethal? Even. If you exert your strength, it must be martial arts? ”

"It's just the situation, how to deal with your enemy, a punch in Muay Thai is a punch. One punch of Wing Chun is also one punch, two fists, what difference can it be? ”

"The table is the same, but the inside is different!" Ye Huai pushed his hand, took the bridge and withdrew his hand, and threw it with him. broke Tang Long's serial hits.

"Lizi is the actual battle, if you win, you can use any punch, if you lose, you will be ashamed of any punch!"

"Do you only have battle on your mind? Boxing, there is no higher level of expression? Ye Huai raised his hand and pushed Tang Long three or four meters away.

"No," Tang Long said suddenly, "I have!" ”

"The sect doesn't matter, the fighting style doesn't matter, or even what you learn and what you use, Wing Chun, Tai Chi, Bagua, Jeet Kune Do, it doesn't matter, it's just the name."

"What's the most important?"

"As long as you can inspire the national spirit of the people, as long as you can arouse your own will, as long as you can work hard, no matter which way, which kind of skill, I think, you can be called a national art, can be called a martial arts!"

The two men stopped their hands at the same time, opposing each other, the rain gradually decreased, and the sunlight came out of the clouds, and the sun was warm on the people.

"In addition, once someone says what a certain boxing technique is, or how it is different from something, it is better to let it disappear completely, the name, just a code name, the essence, is the most important thing!"

"That's what you think?" Ye Huai asked.

"Yes," Tang Long's eyes seemed to glow, "we always have to move towards our own path. ”

"Actually, I think so too," Ye Huai laughed: "From childhood to adulthood, I am the most skinny one among children, I want to learn everything, I want to play everything, Uncle Ip Man said, you kid will be a miscellaneous man in the future, but I didn't expect that I became the signature of Wing Chun, this is not what I want to do, but I have to do it." ”

"It's good to have you stinky boy, come over and make trouble, help me tear off this layer of skin, what is exposed is the fresh thing inside, you did a very good job!"

"This one, even if it's a draw, what do you think?"

"Agreed!" Tang Long also laughed.

"I picked, it was a tie! Two people eat! The owner of the Dai Pavilion scolded: "Drive and go back!" ”

"What are you doing so early? Come to my house and play two rounds of mahjong. ”

"Rub your ass! Two defeats and one draw, in the future, this street boy will come to sweep the field again, I don't even dare to let go of a hard word," the owner of the Dai Pavilion glared at the casual Ah Hao angrily: "In the future, you will come to the town, go back to practice boxing for me, and I will teach you the six-character song recipe of Xinyiquan hidden behind the door plaque." ”

"Actually, I've already seen it," Ah Hao said lazily: "After reading it, I happened to be in a hurry and ran out of paper, so I used it by the way, thank Master Zu for making it convenient." ”

"I'll give you a lung! You deceive your ancestors!! ”

"Are these people gone?" Tang Long saw more than a dozen cars driving out one by one, and it seemed that there were some quarrels in a certain car.

"It is estimated that in the future, I will have to practice boxing seriously," Ye Huai shook his head, "I don't know if I really have an idea, or if it is a whim, it will be gone in a few days." ”

"It doesn't matter, it's a big deal that I'll come back every six months and smash it again," Tang Long's eyes narrowed, "Who said that the raptor crossed the river and could only pass it once!" ”

"Mr. Ye, Mr. Tang," Situ, the old man from the Hongmen Hall, didn't leave, and walked over with a smile, "Guoshu is an emotional bond that connects us with overseas Chinese, our North American Hongmen headquarters, we like to recruit some young people with superb boxing skills, I wonder if Mr. Tang is interested in joining our Hongmen?" ”

"Situ, don't be busy recruiting people first, help me open an ancestral hall, today, my Ye family, I want to ask someone to burn incense!"

"The children of the Ye family worship, today, the unnaturalized disciples of Wing Chun, the successor of Jeet Kune Do, Tang Long, for his elders, Mr. Bruce Lee, worship the ancestors of my Ye family, since then, the two families have been friends with each other, sharing weal and woe!"

"Long Zai," Situ nodded, handing over three incense sticks.

Tang Long bowed deeply three times and inserted incense in front of a pile of spirit tablets in front of him, one of which was engraved with the word Ip Man.

'Brother Long, the peak is turning, the matter is finally done for you! (To be continued.) )