"Okay, let's get started."

As Lin Mosheng nodded and said, Gan Zitai punched suddenly, and he ignited a drop of essence blood, and now the power of qi and blood is volatilizing every moment.

The fist wind is scorching, and it goes straight to the middle door.

What is surprising is that Lin Mosheng's palms are slightly open, half virtual and half real, one in front and one behind, one high and one low, and he actually let go of the middle door.

The scorching fist wind came to his body, and Lin Mosheng's right palm was like a boneless snake, easily wrapping around Gan Zitai, and then he took a step back.

"Impossible!"

Liu Zhanhua, who was watching the game from the sidelines, was shocked, the layman looked at the excitement, and the insider watched the doorway.

Although he had already regarded Lin Mosheng as a monster, although he had only tested Lin Mosheng more than half a month ago.

But it was precisely because he had found out some of the roots of Lin Mosheng that he was so surprised that he lost his temper.

Gao Jin next to him was full of interest, looked at the two people in the field who suddenly didn't move, and asked, "Brother Hua, can you explain it to me, a layman?" ”

Liu Zhanhua glanced at Gao Jin, this is the guest of the Hong Kong Governor, even if he has to pay three points.

"Wen has Taiji to secure the world, and Wu has eight poles to determine the world."

"Bajiquan and Taijiquan are one article and one martial arts, in fact, they are talking about the two ways of playing, Taijiquan is the softness of the soft, Bajiquan is the rigidity of the gang, and what Ah Sheng has just placed is the foundation of Bajiquan is the mixed yuan pile, taking the mixed yuan eight poles, and it means everything."

"Even if you defend the other party, you can fight fast and fiercely, and between square inches, you will be sentenced to life and death."

"But Ah Sheng has just practiced Bajiquan 'soft'."

In the last sentence, Liu Zhanhua said in an almost sighing tone, "It's like practicing Tai Chi 'rigid', I'm not as good as him." ”

Although Gao Jin did not have any martial arts attainments, he understood what Liu Zhanhua meant.

Rigid cannot be long, soft cannot be kept.

Therefore, the study of martial arts by the Chinese people since ancient times has focused on rigidity and softness, yin and yang, and even reached the Tai Chi state of rigidity and softness, and softness with rigidity.

And Lin Mosheng practiced Bajiquan 'soft', of course, it was not that he had gone wrong in his practice, but that he had gradually broken away from the framework of Bajiquan and stepped into some kind of wonderful realm.

Compared with onlookers, Gan Zitai, who threw his fist, felt more intuitively.

With just one punch, Lin Mosheng seemed to take a step back, but his fist strength followed the muscles of his arm, along the muscles of his waist and abdomen, and along the muscles of his thighs, and transmitted to the ground.

So he took a step back.

But how can human muscles be as precise as machinery and can perfectly conduct power?

Gan Zitai stared at Lin Mosheng deadly, and suddenly, he focused on one leg, and his right leg was like a battle axe, slashing at Lin Mosheng, who was close at hand.

Lin Mosheng was not in a hurry to attack.

First, it's not a life-or-death battle.

Second, he is now much stronger than Gan Zitai.

Third, he wanted to pass through Gan Zitai and feel the uncertain Yima.

Lin Mosheng formed a claw with his left hand, wanting to grab Gan Zitai's right leg in the same way.

In fact, Liu Zhanhua was wrong just now.

Practicing Bajiquan to the middle of the gang with softness, he Lin Mosheng really doesn't have this ability now.

But incorporating yoga and Bajiquan into his own boxing is exactly what he is doing.

But just when Lin Mosheng thought he was going to grab Gan Zitai's right leg.

Gan Zitai's whole person suddenly 'flew', using the right hand entangled with Lin Mosheng as a support, the right leg that came first was just a false shot, and the hidden left leg was like a poisonous snake's breath, fiercely smashing into Lin Mosheng's waist and abdomen.

Between the lightning and flint, Lin Mosheng had no time to change his moves, he could only tense his waist and abdominal muscles and resist this leg axe.

He spread out his right hand that was entangled with Gan Zitai, took two or three steps back, and rubbed his waist, but he was not injured as he imagined, just now Gan Zitai stayed strong.

"Brazilian War Dance?"

Lin Mosheng looked at Gan Zitai with interest and asked.

He didn't expect that this Chuanquan heir could actually practice Brazilian war dance to such an extent.

This kind of martial art is famous.

At that time, black slaves were enslaved by whites in Brazil, and they had to wear chains on both hands and feet, and their movements were simply inconvenient.

Originally, the whites thought that they would be completely incapacitated to resist.

But I don't know which martial arts wizard fused the original African sacrificial dance and killing skills to form the current Brazilian war dance.

This martial art has two major characteristics, the first is 'fake'.

Because of the restraint of handcuffs and shackles, Brazilian slaves needed to hide their killing intentions and killing moves before resisting.

They'll get their body balanced with what you don't think was possible, while kicking a kick you can't defend.

The second is 'fierce'.

Since it is a skill to fight to the death, each resisting slave may only have one move, so the leg axe of the Brazilian War Dance is like a real axe, almost killing with one hit.

Seeing Lin Mosheng being repelled again, the surrounding Hongxing Troubled Boys couldn't help but cheer like a mountain.

Lin Mosheng put himself in the ring before, won consecutive battles, and even killed them twice in one night, which really frustrated their morale.

And today Gan Zitai stepped up and achieved an 'absolute advantage' from the beginning, which made them feel like they had found their pillars again.

The pheasant next to Chen Haonan also said with a bit of excitement, "It seems that that guy is not a monster." ”

Chen Haonan was silent, looking at the two people in the field, he had a feeling that the real duel had only started now.

Gan Zitai, who repelled Lin Mosheng, was not as happy as he imagined, but said angrily, "If you want to let go, you don't have to, I practice the Hundred Schools of Boxing, if you don't use all your strength, you may die here today!" ”

Lin Mosheng sighed, moved his neck, and took off the shirt on his body, revealing pale gold, almost perfect muscles.

casually threw the clothes to Ye Guhong, not that he wanted to burst the clothes, but if he really went all out, the shirt would indeed affect his performance.

Lin Mosheng put away the casualness on his face and looked at Gan Zitai seriously, "Then you have to work harder, don't die here." ”

He formed a fist with his right hand and a palm with his left hand, which was held flat in front of his chest, and the two were together.

The next moment, he was like a fierce tiger with his claws exposed, and pounced on Gan Zitai.

Lin Mosheng's speed was too fast.

If the speed of Gan Zitai in the state of burning essence and blood is 18, then Lin Mosheng's speed is 20.5, although it is only a gap of 2.5, but it is no longer at the same level.

Boom.

Gan Zitai received a punch from Lin Mosheng with Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu, and he took three steps back on his legs.

Lin Mosheng's fist is not only fast, but also far more powerful than himself, even if he is soft and hard, it is still dangerous.

However, while retreating, Gan Zitai's whole person suddenly spun like a windmill, upside down, and his legs turned into two battle axes, one of which slashed at Lin Mosheng's head.

Syllable! Lin Mosheng threw a punch like a hammer, directly hitting Gan Zitai's leg axe, and even knocking him back down.

However, at the moment of pouring, Gan Zitai used his strength to find a balance in an instant, and the other leg axe slashed at Lin Mosheng's neck at an extremely tricky angle.

The fierce wind is howling, and if this blow hits, it will not die or be disabled.