Shi Xingyu jumped forward with broken steps, and his left leg suddenly lifted but stopped.

Test.

Huo Yunting's figure remained unchanged, still with his hands in his pockets, quietly looking at Shi Xingyu with an infused expression.

"This kid can play steadily, Tan Leg has let him learn something real."

Hong Jinbao watched from the side and praised Shi Xingyu.

South Fist North Leg. Generally speaking, the southern fist refers to the Hong fist (also refers to the Taizu fist), and the north leg is the Tan leg (also refers to the finger poke foot).

As the most representative kung fu, it is naturally not to be underestimated.

As the so-called:

The first road out of the horse a whip,

Two-way cross ghost drilling,

Three-way chopping wheel potential,

Four-way diagonal kick bracing and oblivious blocking,

Five-way lions play in the water,

Six-way hook splitting and twisting single whip,

Seven-way phoenix spreads its wings,

Eight roads turn the golden stool to the sky,

Nine ways to capture the dragon and seize the jade belt,

Ten road magpies climb the tip of the plum,

Eleven winds swing lotus leaf legs,

Twelve mandarin ducks are skillfully linked

These twelve roads are integrated, and they form a Tan leg with changeable tricks and rapid attack and defense.

What do you mean by that?

The hands are two doors, and they all hit people with their legs.

Tan has four legs and four hands, and people are worried when they see ghosts.

For Shi Xingyu's leg work, Yuan Hua is not surprised.

This is the master who can represent the Shaolin warrior monks to visit dozens of countries to perform kung fu performances. If you don't have a little foundation, can you rest assured that the host will let him go?

He was more concerned about Huo Yunting.

With both hands in their pockets and no posture, it's just crazy how crazy it is.

But again, no one knows what method he used.

This is also the reason for Shi Xingyu's temptation.

He squinted slightly, no longer hesitating.

The force is concentrated on the toes, poke three feet in a row, and point at the waist, neck, and head in turn.

The first two feet were shaken apart by Huo Yunting with his forearms, but the last kick was suddenly grabbed by both hands, and then the two arms quickly wrapped around the calves and pulled back hard.

Tai chi!

Shi Xingyu frowned, grasped the ground with the soles of his feet, forcefully withdrew the kicked foot, and retreated a few steps back again and again.

Is it a Tai Chi player?

As he was thinking about it, Huo Yunting moved.

Lunge forward, bend down, left forearm in front of you, right hand fist straightened back. The whole person is like a full bowstring, and like a tiger waiting for an opportunity to move.

Hong Jinbao, Yuan Hua, Lin Keming and others who watched frowned.

Fists come and hands pluck, feet come hand holds. The one-handed pull just now is absolutely Tai Chi unmistakable - but Tai Chi has this kind of posture of opening and closing?

Everyone was pondering, Huo Yunting jumped forward with a flying step, the taut bowstring was instantly opened, and one could not breathe and approached in front of Shi Xingyu.

The right arm, which is clenched into a fist, flicks a semi-circle clockwise, forming an elbow strike.

This elbow, leaving no stone unturned, happened to be pressed against his chest, and his forearm was on his chest.

"Bang!!"

Shi Xingyu lifted his feet off the ground and flew into the air.

It's just backwards.

At this elbow, he flew three or four meters behind.

"Bang! Bang bang ......"

It was the sound of falling to the ground and rolling down repeatedly.

As the saying goes, it is better to take ten punches than one elbow.

The moment the elbow hit his chest, Shi Xingyu lost consciousness.

Chest tightness, shortness of breath, blackness in front of the eyes, and then I don't know what will happen next.

A cubit, a cubit.

A twelve-way Tan leg master folded in Huo Yunting's hands.

"Elbow!"

"You still practice eighth-level boxing?!"

"It's just a competition, you have to be so ruthless!"

"Call an ambulance!"

Sammo Hung, Yuan Hua and the others stood up in shock.

"Boy, you're going to kill someone?!"

"Those who practice martial arts should first cultivate three points of evil qi. You can't have heard this sentence before, right? ”

Tightening his elbows and getting up, Huo Yunting looked at Hong Jinbao and Yuan Hua.

"Call me from Peking to Shencheng, and raise three points; The teachings of the few people just now raise three points, and this is the nine points of evil qi. ”

"I can't take this hand."

"Smack!"

Hong Jinbao slapped the table and looked angry. Not far away, Lin Keming's voice was heard.

"It's okay! Shi Xingyu was simply stunned, his ribs were not broken, and he couldn't die! ”

"Big brother." Yuan Hua patted Hong Jinbao's shoulder and whispered, "Nine points of evil energy, that is, there is still one point of good energy." People are fine. ”

Hong Jinbao nodded, his brows stretched a little, but his expression was still serious, "What a martial arts, Taijiquan and Bajiquan dual cultivation." ”

However, Huo Yunting shook his head.

"Gungang Fist."

Yuan Hua was puzzled, "Isn't that the elbow of Bajiquan?" ”

Huo Yunting just shook his head, "Gu Ang Fist." ”

This is a type of boxing that originated in Guangxi, and there are very few of them that have been circulated today.

As for what the move just now was called, Huo Yunting didn't know.

After all, the master who had done it at the beginning only taught the moves, and did not say the name. He himself is not good at nonsense.

What is Gungang?

Although Hong Jinbao and Yuanhua hadn't heard of it, they also nodded meaningfully.

Seeing that the two of them had such expressions, Huo Yunting also nodded with satisfaction.

It turns out that some people have heard of Master Hu's boxing.

"What's wrong? They are all stunned here. ”

When the atmosphere gradually fell silent, Zhou Xingchi and Yuan Qiu, who had long hair scattered, walked in.

Then he saw Shi Xingyu who was unconscious on the side.

It didn't take long for me to come to my senses.

The boss with both eyes staring.

"Isn't it? I've only been out for a few minutes and I'm done? ”

Yuan Qiu quietly walked to Hong Jinbao and Yuan Hua's side.

"Hey, Sanmao, what's wrong with this kid? It's the same as a court trial. ”

She is Hong Jinbao's senior sister, and she has always spoken with a big grin.

She loves nicknames, Hong Jinbao, her name is Sanmao, Cheng Long is called Big Nose, and Yuan Heping is called Big Eye.

Even though they have all become big names, Yuan Qiu is still more accustomed to calling him a nickname in private.

"I didn't tell you before, this kid is nicknamed Chuanwu."

Yuan Qiu's eyes widened, "Wow, is it so crazy?" ”

"Even if he claims to be a martial artist in the north, and directly uses Chuanwu as his nickname, then he will inevitably ...... with the entire national art world."

"Young man, I'll ask you for advice."

The crowd around was muttering, but a middle-aged man with a small head suddenly stepped forward.

Although he has black hair, he can't hide his old age, and he is supported by a spirit.

The middle-aged man clenched his fists with both hands, "In Xia Zhao Zhiling, he is taught by his father Zhao Jiao, and his father is taught by Lin Shirong, and he is his apprentice grandson." ”

Lin Shirong's name Huo Yunting is known, at the end of the Qing Dynasty and the beginning of the Republic of China, he was a master of Hongquan in Guangdong.

He has successively studied under Lin Fucheng, Huang Feihong and other masters.

His book "Tiger and Crane Shuangxingquan" is now also a martial arts textbook for the National Higher Institute of Physical Education.

This is a family of martial arts, and it has been passed down for three generations.

Huo Yunting didn't speak, just arched his hand.

The elbow just now wiped out three points of his evil spirit, but there were still six points left.

"The International Hongquan Zhao Zhiling Association founded by Zhao does not dare to say that it is famous overseas, but it has also taught tens of millions of disciples. Zhao still didn't dare to be in the name of this martial arts. ”

"Young man, whatever the name came from, if it falls on your head, then you will have to bear it. If you can't bear it, then give it up! ”

Zhao Zhiling is a straight-hearted person, he will say it directly if he has something in his heart, and he will not beat around the bush.

Huo Yunting was quite comfortable listening to it.

People who practice martial arts talk about those twists and turns that are too ink-soaked in the dye vat of the entertainment industry for a long time.

"Master Zhao, the name of Chuanwu was given by many predecessors. It stands to reason that they have passed on my kung fu, and I should call my master. ”

"If you ask me to give up the name of Chuanwu, that is to refute the face of my 47 masters. Today, we need to draw a good line. ”

When it comes to this, the rest doesn't have to be said with your mouth.

Zhao Zhiling took off his shirt, took out a box, put dozens of iron rings on his wrists, and clenched his fists with both hands, "Hongjia iron fist, Zhao Zhiling!" ”

"Ren Qiu Chuanwu, Huo Yunting."

After that, put on a fist-breaking posture.

Hehe, twelve-way Tan legs, Hongjia iron fist?

The south fist and the north leg are all together.

ps: Happy Valentine's Day to everyone, why didn't you bless yesterday?

Because I'm afraid everyone is busy at night

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I'm not busy