Chapter Twenty-Seven: One Trick Spike!
Ji Chunhua opened his mouth to make an appointment to fight at the time of lunch break.
In the morning, I just finished filming the scene where Xiao Feng knelt down in front of the steps of Shaolin Temple and asked to see his father Xiao Yuanshan.
There are no fight scenes in this scene, and the martial artists are all idle on the set.
I heard that Ji Chunhua was going to make an appointment to fight Murong Fu, and the martial arts of the entire crew came to see the excitement.
At the forefront were Yuan Bin and a group of martial artists, who were holding a boxed lunch and sitting happily around the set, waiting to see a good show.
"Why are you here?"
Ji Chunhua was a little puzzled, and raised his hand to drive away: "Go, let's have a discussion, what are you doing to make a scene?" ”
Mu Rong is a young man, if he loses, he will definitely not be able to hang his face if he is seen by so many people.
He's not here to bully.
Seeing him drive away, the martial artists didn't lift their buttocks, Yuan Bin held a boxed lunch, stepped on the stone with one foot, and said with a smile: "It's rare to see you beaten up again and again, we don't want to miss this kind of good opportunity." ”
Ji Chunhua has practiced sanda and likes real martial arts very much.
All the practitioners who have worked with him have been pulled by him to compete.
Yuan Bin and him are old acquaintances, and they also worked together before when they were filming the TV series "Valley of Broken Hatred".
At that time, Yuan Bin was pulled by him to spar, and Yuan Bin was limping for the next week.
At the beginning of the year, they also cooperated in the filming of a TV series "Wonderful Hands and Pretty Girls", most of the martial artists on the scene were the original team, and most of them were beaten by Ji Chunhua.
Today, I finally had the opportunity to watch him deflated, and of course Yuan Bin and the martial artists would not miss this good opportunity.
"Oh? You're here to see me beaten? ”
Ji Chunhua was happy: "Are you so sure that I will lose?" ”
He is more than 1.8 meters tall, tall and powerful, and his combat effectiveness is very strong, and he has not lost much in competition with others.
So far, he has only lost to two people, Tai Hai and Yu Chenghui.
One of these two is a mantis boxing master, and the other is a contemporary sword master, and he really can't beat it.
But few of the younger generation are his opponents.
However, seeing that Yuan Bin and the martial artists looked gloating, he still muttered.
This handsome guy named Mu Rong, is he really a master?
Murong Fu was eating.
Swallowing the food in his mouth slowly, he said, "Can you wait for me to finish my meal first?" ”
Ji Chunhua was intrigued by the reaction of Yuan Bin and the martial artists, so he was willing to wait any longer, and directly stepped forward to pull him: "What kind of food?" Come on! If you win me, I'll treat you to a big meal! ”
With a flick of his wrist, Murong Fu lightly dodged Ji Chunhua's grasp.
"Huh?"
Ji Chunhua was a little surprised.
As soon as the connoisseur makes a move, he will know if there is one.
It's just this turn of the wrist, Ji Chunhua can see some doorways.
After he starred in the role of the vulture in "Shaolin Temple", he once worshipped his master and practiced eagle claw skills.
Ordinary people want to avoid him, but it's not so easy.
Taking advantage of the situation to put the lunch box on the steps on the side, Murong Fu slowly got up, wiped his mouth with a tissue, and asked, "Do you want to fight fists or weapons?" ”
"Punch and kick!"
Ji Chunhua is not good at weapons.
He looked at Mu Rong's figure and asked, "Do you want to wear protective gear?" I have it there. ”
"No need, it's not troublesome enough, let's just come on!"
Murong Fu was wearing a costume, facing Ji Chunhua, and stood with his hands in his hands.
"What a guts!"
Ji Chunhua cheered and was no longer verbose.
He lifted his belt, jumped twice on the spot, moved his wrists and ankles, twisted his neck, and then signaled: "I'm here!" ”
"Please!"
Murong Fu stared at his waist with a calm look in his eyes.
Ji Chunhua stared at him, but he didn't rush to get closer, just took a few steps around him.
Murong Fu just stood there, feeling flawed all over his body.
But the feeling he gave to Ji Chunhua was like a fog, and he couldn't see the reality at all
Ji Chunhua felt a chill in his back, he hadn't gotten this feeling from anyone before.
What the hell is this kid all about?!
circled around Murong Fu twice, but Ji Chunhua never dared to make a move.
Seeing this, Yuan Bin immediately fanned the flames and started to coax.
"Old plan! Come on! ”
"Don't be afraid! Old plan! Use the eagle claw skill to attack him! ”
was so pampered by Yuan Bin, Ji Chunhua was a little anxious.
As soon as he gritted his teeth, he let out a loud shout and rushed towards Murong Fu quickly.
Murong Fu didn't look at his bald head, still staring at his waist.
"Hah!"
Ji Chunhua threw a punch suddenly, but Murong Fu only lightly turned his head sideways.
That punch came to Murong Fu's side loosely, but it had no strength and was easily dodged by him.
At the same time, Ji Chunhua kicked a left whip kick and kicked towards Mu Rong's right knee.
However, Murong Fu seemed to have guessed his move.
With a lift of his right leg, Murong Fu bent his knee and pushed outward, just hitting Ji Chunhua's knee and bending inward.
No matter what kind of kung fu is, it is developed from the movements of the human body.
Man has only two hands and two feet, and no matter how much he changes, he is still an extension of his body.
The core of all kung fu, whether it is Eastern kung fu or Western martial arts, is in the middle line, that is, the vital parts of the head, chest, and abdomen.
As long as you look at these positions, all other changes are just tricks.
When Ji Chunhua punched, Murong Fu saw that his punch was a false move, and the killing move was the whip leg of his left leg, so he raised his knee to resist.
As it turned out, he guessed right.
The incurved knee is the end of the muscle, the junction of the fascia, and after the injury, basically the leg cannot be lifted.
Sure enough, after being hit by Murong Fu's knee, Ji Chunhua couldn't help but snort and showed pain on his face.
His left leg was knocked back, and as soon as he hit the ground, his feet went limp, and the whole person fell to the left.
Murong Fu reached out and grabbed his arm: "Master Ji, be careful." ”
Holding his hand and standing firmly, Ji Chunhua's face turned red in an instant.
"I lost..."
He looked embarrassed.
After finishing the calf, he was killed in one move!
This Mu Rong only used one move, and he lost.
No, it was he who used a trick, and as a result, someone guessed how many holes there were in his pants.
Instant spike!
This is still the result of the mercy of others!
He had just gone limp on his feet and almost fell.
If at this time, the other party comes up with a hand knife or whip leg, he will have to be destroyed here on the spot.
"It's just a competition, how can there be any wins and losses? Master Ji laughed. ”
Murong Fu shook his head and asked, "Are your legs okay?" ”
Ji Chunhua's left leg was still numb as if it had been electrified, but he still shook his head: "It's okay, thank you for your mercy!" ”
Murong Fu smiled slightly: "It's your own subordinates who show mercy." ”
This sentence is not polite to him, Ji Chunhua's leg is not broken, it is all because Ji Chunhua himself did not make a dead hand, and his strength was not in place.
Murong Fu's knee lift didn't use much force, just stood there, waiting for Ji Chunhua's leg to hit him.
Remember how much force Chunhua exerts, he himself will be subjected to multiple backlashes.
This is the essence of "giving back to the other".
If Ji Chunhua wanted to kick off Murong Fu's leg, his own leg would definitely have to be broken.
So, he really should thank his men for their mercy.
Pulling the corners of his mouth, Ji Chunhua said seriously: "I owe you a personal favor." ”
"It's serious, let's eat!"
Murong Fu let go of his hand, nodded at him with a smile, then turned around and returned to the lunch box and continued to eat.
Ji Chunhua limped back to Yuan Bin's side, and glared at him angrily: "If you want to laugh, laugh!" Don't hold back! ”
Yuan Bin originally covered his face with a boxed lunch, but when he heard his words, he immediately raised his head and laughed: "You also have today!" ”
"Damn! You're just waiting to see my jokes, aren't you? ”
Ji Chunhua scolded with a smile: "If you had told me earlier that other people were real kung fu, how could I run to humiliate myself?" ”
Yuan Bin cut his voice: "I said you run faster." ”
“……”
Ji Chunhua didn't say anything more, he knew his temper.
If he had known that Murong Fu was a real kung fu, he would definitely not have stopped.
In that case, his leg must be broken today.
Drink and peck!
Rubbing his numb left leg, he tried to move, but couldn't help but "hiss" and inhaled.
"Hit a tendon."
He frowned and sighed: "It is estimated that it will be delayed for ten days and a half months." ”
"It's fine."
Yuan Bin comforted him: "Anyway, you are acting a cripple." ”
“……”
Ji Chunhua glanced at him obliquely, then straightened his neck and shouted at Murong Fu: "Brother, I will play for you if I have a chance!" You can kill me as much as you want! ”
He has played a villain for half his life, and every role is killed.
Burned to death by fire, drowned in water, stabbed by a knife, kicked to death by a shadowless foot, he tried everything.
And those characters who killed him have also become well-known characters familiar to the audience.
To some extent, if you kill him in the play, you can be regarded as a kung fu star!