Chapter Eighty-Five: It's Nonsense to Say Too Much Fight Again

"Nothing to do with it. Lin Xu shook his head, "I said, I practiced according to the book." ”

"Where did you get the books?" asked Liu Guoming.

As a disciple of Huashan, he knew very well that only the three-way Huaquan and the five-way Huaquan had been publicly published and distributed in the sect, and the rest were not. The rest of the six-way, eight-way, and ten-way Huaquan that circulated on the rivers and lakes were all spread from other channels. But the more roads, the less it spreads, the most widely spread is the three-way Huaquan, which is also the earliest to be published, and the five-way is in the next few years.

However, the sixth, eighth, and tenth-way Huaquan factions have not been publicly released, but it does not mean that there are no other people who have privately re-compiled a set of records. Because it is so widely spread, I don't know how many people have known it since ancient times, and this kind of thing cannot be fully verified.

Huaquan has a history of thousands of years since its creation, and I don't know how many generations have passed it down and how many people have practiced it. This kind of thing can't be completely verified clearly, and the surviving Huaquan masters and the records left by the predecessors can also be checked clearly. But within a thousand years, there are only a few missing, deceased, and broken generations, and these people may not leave a set of boxing books in order to prevent the loss of skills, so this is completely confusing. No one can guarantee that there is nothing else except for the current lineage inheritance, and even the Huashan faction cannot make this guarantee.

"What's wrong with a set of old books left in my own home?" Lin Xu replied casually.

He is also telling the truth, at first, his Huaquan was indeed learned from an old book at home. But it was only a three-way Huaquan, and he didn't say how old it was, and the meaning of his words could easily be misunderstood as being handed down from ancient times. Some people had a good family background in ancient times, and they can still leave some old things and antiques in their families, and there are many such people, and they can't study it in detail. Who can guarantee that the ancestors of the family have not been developed in any generation.

Liu Guoming also knew very well that he really wanted to investigate, but he was completely confused and couldn't find out at all. So when he heard this, he could only shake his head. However, after a pause, he still confirmed and asked, "Are you really sure that you have no relationship with my Huashan?"

"If my ancestors had it, I wouldn't know. But even if there is, it is not counted as having been broken for many generations. Lin Xu replied ambiguously, and continued to strengthen this misunderstanding for the other party, "If you want to stand up for Chen Yanfei, then you don't need to talk nonsense, let's just fight directly." It's useless to say so much, and in the end, it's not up to you to solve it by hand. ”

"Little brother is refreshing!" Liu Guoming smiled bitterly a little embarrassedly, and said: "I see that you have practiced Huaquan well, and I am indeed happy to see the hunting, and I have itchy hands, and I want to have a discussion with you." ”

"Then come on!" Lin Xu said indifferently, "We act in the rivers and lakes, we are originally heroes who win or lose, and big fists are the most reasonable." ”

He knew very well that Liu Guoming stood up and spoke, and he just wanted to fly out for Chen Yan and get back face, but the ultimate goal was to do it. Saying so much is nothing more than finding a high-sounding reason and excuse. What has no origin, it's just to confirm that you don't hit your own people when the time comes. I'm afraid that even if there is a real relationship, it may still be inevitable to start "learning", but at that time, I will keep my hands and restrain a little. And even if he doesn't do it, he may follow the "origin" with the Huashan faction and directly ask his "elders" to hold him accountable. Of course, if there is.

Since this Liu Guoming is Chen Yanfei's uncle, his skills will naturally not be bad, and he is indeed a strong opponent, so he needs to be careful to deal with. But Lin Xu was not afraid of this person at all, and because this person was also a Huaquan master and an authentic disciple of the Huashan faction, he was more interested in meeting for a while.

"That's a good point, then let's stop and make a few moves. When Liu Guoming heard this, he stepped forward in agreement and walked three steps away from Lin Xu to stand still.

"Be careful, this guy is very powerful. ”

Yue Xianyun saw that Lin Xu was going to do it with Liu Guoming again, but he didn't dissuade him. It's just that he came over at this time and whispered in Lin Xu's ear.

Lin Xu nodded when he heard this, but did not reply to her words. Then after she walked away, she raised her hand to Liu Guoming to make a gesture of invitation, or signaled to let Liu Guoming take the lead.

Seeing this, Liu Guoming shook his head and said: "I am older than you, and I have practiced many years earlier than you, so I can be regarded as a senior, and I should let you take the lead." As he spoke, he also raised his hand to make a gesture of invitation, and let Lin Xu take the lead.

"Okay, then you're welcome. Lin Xu heard this, but he was really polite. After all, it's not nonsense. As soon as the words fell, he deceived himself and punched Liu Guoming in the chest.

He didn't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, but it was the same move as the first move made by Chen Yanfei at the beginning of the game, and it was also a move to "cross the tiger Xiyue".

But this trick is in his hands, but it is much more powerful than Chen Yanfei, faster, more powerful, and more violent. It was really like a vicious tiger swooping, and the sound of the wind flashed, and it was already in front of Liu Guoming.

Chen Yanfei next to him saw that Lin Xu's first move was actually the same move as his own just now, but it made him better and more powerful than himself, and his face couldn't help but be even more ugly. felt that Lin Xu was clearly doing this on purpose, and wanted to humiliate him.

When Liu Guoming saw Lin Xu's move, he couldn't help but raise his eyes and shouted, "It's good!" Before the words fell, he also leaned back and retreated half a step, swinging his fist like a bow, and returned the same move "Hold the bow and shoot the tiger away".

Faced with the dismantling of this corresponding move in Huaquan, Lin Xu saw this, but he did not change the move. Instead, the speed suddenly increased again, and when Liu Guoming's move was not finished, he had already punched Liu Guoming in the chest.

Liu Guoming predicted the return move based on the speed of Lin Xu's move just now, but he only made half a move in his hand, but he didn't expect Lin Xu to suddenly increase his speed in the impossibility, and attack in advance, so that he could dismantle this move, which was in vain.

Lin Xu's moves did not change, but the speed was raised again, and the rhythm of the move was changed, and he immediately broke Liu Guoming's countermove, and won by surprise in this move.

However, although he was surprising, Liu Guoming did not expect this change, but he was not completely subdued. Because Liu Guoming has also been in the rivers and lakes for many years and has rich experience in fighting, he knows that he can't make full use of his shots, and he must leave a few points for contingencies.

Therefore, although Lin Xu's change was strange, it was beyond his expectations. But it wasn't enough for him to lose with one move, at the critical moment, he inhaled and held his chest, and his chest suddenly shrank back an inch. Just this inch has given him room to slow down. Although Lin Xu seemed to hit him in the chest, it was actually a little bit worse.

After his chest retracted, he leaned down and raised his leg and slammed into the elbow joint that Lin Xu had unfolded with his punch.

At the same time, the fist that originally retreated like a bow had been swung over, and it was directly hit in the face with a right hook. His strain is no longer any of the moves in Huaquan, but just a strain that changes in a hurry. Moves are dead, people are alive, and they should be learned and used in the first place, and they should not be fixed in stereotypes.