"I didn't expect him to actually reach the final."

Zhao Chunjia, who was sitting in the audience, talked to his father-in-law in a low voice.

"When I was in Wanghuai, he used chess as an analogy to explain to Bai Yu what 'building momentum' was, and later asked Bai Yu about Wing Chun, but I didn't even think about it." Wong Ping Lake Road.

"Pak Yuk told me that she was going to introduce the master of Wing Chun to him at that time, but he politely refused.

"Now it seems that he is not admitting, but feels that it is unnecessary."

Huang Pinghu nodded slightly, but he felt that something was wrong, I don't know if it was a mistake in memory, or time corrected the facts, he remembered Qian Quan's expression at that time - he was worried about being beaten, not pretending.

However, if that is the case, it means that Qian Quan, who has only practiced kung fu for two months, has made it all the way to the finals, which is obviously even more unrealistic.

"I wonder if he can win Bai Yu?" Zhao Chunjia was a little curious.

Before the official start of the competition, there was a speech by the leaders, and the leaders of the education, sports and publicity departments all appeared.

After that, there is a taolu exhibition match.

Bai Yuanzhi appeared on the stage and played a set of Tai Chi.

Other students performed traditional weapons such as knives, guns, clubs, etc.

These are essential links and are the main events of traditional martial arts tournaments.

Otherwise, in case of an official competition, the gap between the strength of the two players is too large, and the three moves are finished, what will the leaders and the audience see?

In fact, even if it is an official competition, there is a trick link.

They don't worry about money power, after all, people can fight with anyone for a long time, they can take any move, even if the opponent fights Wang Baquan, he can also cooperate, it can be said that it is both practical and ornamental, and is considered by the organizer to be a perfect contestant.

Some people joked that Qian Quan played like the organizer arranged, and he deserved to be a player who could leave the country in Bai Yuanzhi's video.

And Zhao Baiyu is just the opposite, when she encounters "martial arts obstacles", she is easy to be fascinated, she doesn't fight to win or lose, but is serious.

But she got serious, her strength was too strong, and her opponent was extremely difficult to parry.

At this time, Qian Quan and Zhao Baiyu had already appeared under the watchful eye.

"Do you really know kung fu?" Zhao Baiyu said to Qian Quan, but his expression was not surprised, and he was a little blank.

"See you again." Qian Quan looked at the girl in front of him with a smile.

He already knew that the other party's current state was stuck somewhere, just like those scientists and mathematicians who were engaged in scientific or mathematical research, and entered his own little world.

"Wait for the action, if you can't support it, remember to shout to stop." Zhao Baiyu knew that Qian Quan and his grandfather were chess friends, so he specially reminded him.

"Okay." Qian Quan agreed.

With a wave of the referee's hand, the game between the two began.

"Please." Money power.

Zhao Baiyu's right palm is forward, and his left palm is next to his right elbow, posing in a posture of "leaning on a horse and asking for directions".

Qian Quan didn't make any moves, and walked around her in half a circle.

Zhao Baiyu always faced Qian Quan with his palms, rubbed his feet on the ground, and also turned half a circle.

Xingyi gossip talks about "three forms and three potentials", the so-called three shapes: walking like a dragon, moving like a monkey, and changing like an eagle;

The three potentials are steps like mud, arms like twisting ropes, and turning like grinding.

The purpose is to keep one's momentum coherent, accumulate strength, and at the same time not leave a flaw for the other party.

Qian Quan watched her footsteps, and at a certain moment when she changed her palm, a swift punch struck her right arm.

The correct direction of this punch should be the enemy's chest, but since it is a fight with a girl, it must be said that there is some martial virtue.

Zhao Baiyu waved his palm, and the left palm hidden behind his right elbow slapped out.

Qian Quan turned around and slashed out a palm.

The two of them exchanged hands.

Zhao Baiyu's palms are like knives, chopping, chopping, chopping, and slashing.

Qian Quan fist with his left hand and palm with his right hand, see the move.

After the first round, no one had the upper hand.

"Are you okay, I haven't contributed yet." Zhao Baiyu said.

If she didn't know the roots, she would have thought she was spewing trash talk.

Qian Quan smiled silently, strode forward, and punched out a heavy inch.

Zhao Baiyu took it with his palm, only to feel a fierce force attacking, and took five steps back before he stood still, and then his palms changed, striding forward, and making a move.

Qian Quan reached out and grabbed her wrists and pulled them back.

Zhao Baiyu kicked the ground with both feet, took his waist as the axis, and his body spun in the air, breaking free from the pull of Qian Quan, and immediately stabilized his body, holding his palms round, and the void spirit was strong.

After Qian Quan let go, he stood still and asked, "I heard that Master Hu said that the respected master passed on a new kung fu, I don't know if I can see it." ”

Qian Quan just took the initiative to attack with intensity, just to remind Zhao Baiyu that he could withstand it and not have to show mercy to his subordinates.

Zhao Baiyu also felt that Qian Quan's strength was much stronger than she imagined, and quietly changed her palm, and her eyes suddenly became sharp.

Just like this, Zhao Baiyu's whole person's aura is different, and a sharp momentum penetrates the whole body, like a sharp blade out of the sheath.

"Both kids are good." The two martial arts bigwigs who were invited to watch the competition exchanged views in private.

"There is no doubt that this girl is under the palace selection bamboo door, I can't see the origin of this boy." Another way.

"Haven't you heard that the master is in the folk, it may be a family heirloom."

"I don't know which of the two of them can be better."

"Three more rounds will tell you out."

Gong Xuanzhu, who was sitting not far from the two of them, was expressionless until he saw Zhao Baiyu change his move and want to make "sixty-four hands", and his expression suddenly became serious.

"Be careful."

Zhao Baiyu reminded Qian Quan of a sentence, and both palms came out together, one palm pushed, and one palm slashed, which was the "Qingfeng Song" in the sixty-four hands.

Qian Quan vaguely heard the sound of breaking wind, shouted "Okay", and tied his hands to pick up the horses.

Zhao Baiyu's arms seem to be curved but not curved, like straight and not straight, like a strong bow, containing infinite strength, the body turns, and the two palms are whirring, making the "snow return to the light".

Qian Quan left and blocked, but it was also calmly resolved.

Zhao Baiyu was surprised in his heart, and he shot faster and stronger.

"Flowing Clouds", "Immortals Change Shadows", "Bright Glow", "Peel off the Cocoon"......

Sixty-four hands are used one by one, twisting and turning like flowing water, and turning up and down like a swimming dragon.

She takes the palm as the method, walks as the use, moves with the body, changes with the palm, turns with the palm, and the cold bomb explodes, as fast as lightning and thunder.

The more Zhao Baiyu fought, the more intoxicated he became, and the more he fought, the more he forgot himself.

Zhao Chunjia in the audience unconsciously clenched his fists and stared at the field for a moment.

Huang Pinghu, Gong Xuanzhu, Li Zihe and others were also engrossed.

"That girl's movements are so good-looking, is this an exhibition match?" A layman audience commented.

"I don't know, it looks very powerful, and I feel like I can be knocked out with one punch."

Qian Quan was also secretly surprised, although Zhao Baiyu's skills were not as good as Zhang Xianger's, but this series of clever tricks still made his eyes shine.

"Don't deliberately try to make a sound for every move, but make all the moves coherent."

While Qian Quan was accepting the move, he noticed Zhao Baiyu's problem and couldn't help but remind him.

Zhao Baiyu was slightly stunned, but his body was not sluggish, and his palm momentum did not stop.

"The intention and the qi are combined, the qi and the force are combined, and the force and the intention are combined, so that the moves are connected, echo each other, and let their voices be spontaneous."

If these reminders are usually spoken, they will be a bit like reading from the script, but when they are pointed out at the key nodes of actual combat, they will have the effect of clearing the clouds and seeing the fog.

"How?" Zhao Baiyu asked as he pushed towards Qian Quan's chin.

"Haven't you heard of resonance?"

Qian Quan replied, and suddenly his body moved, and his fists came out side by side, as if trembling, like a double dragon going to sea.

Zhao Baiyu heard a loud roar, as if something had smashed into his heart.

Subconsciously put out his palms against it, and then the whole person flew backwards and flew out.

"White Jade!"

Zhao Chunjia got up suddenly.

"Don't worry." Huang Pinghu next to him said in a deep voice.

Gong Xuanzhu sat upright and did not move, but there was a strange light in his eyes.

"Forget about moves and concepts, and play with frequency and rhythm."

Since Qian Quan got the grandmaster-level Wing Chun boxing method, these knowledge points are all accompanied, and he usually has no chance to play, but today he finally met a genius with excellent qualifications, excellent roots, and a family that has a lot of connections with him, so he naturally couldn't help but give advice.

No matter what kind of kung fu you practice, when you practice to the realm, the truth is the same.

"Forget the moves and concepts, and play the frequency and rhythm ......"

Zhao Baiyu repeated these two sentences, like thunder, like lightning splitting through the misty heart.

During these days, she practiced hard and thought about sixty-four hands, like crazy, she only felt that every move was very good, and every hand was very unique, but after thinking about it, it was always difficult to improve, and she barely made a sound, and it seemed abrupt and incoherent, so Jin Sheng would not talk about it, and Yuzhen was even more far away.

Today, I was led out of sixty-four hands by Qian Quan, and then I listened to his explanation, and when I saw him demonstrate, the obstacle was pushed away, and it suddenly became clear.

"I see!" Zhao Baiyu was surprised and shouted loudly, "I understand!" ”

Qian Quan smiled slightly, and asked for battle.

"Qian Quan, thank you!" Zhao Baiyu's expression was excited, and her eyes returned to their former glory.

in the audience.

Zhao Chunjia was puzzled and said: "Bai Yu, this is ......"

"It's finished." Huang Pinghu smiled, although he didn't understand martial arts, he understood human feelings and could observe his aura.

Zhao Chunjia looked at Gong Xuanzhu again: "Master Gong? ”

Gong Xuanzhu's expression changed, and he said to himself: "It's rare, little boy, grandmaster demeanor!" ”

Zhao Chunjia suddenly looked at the field and found that his daughter was in a shock, attacking Qian Quan like a dragon.

The continuous whistling sound slowly became a buzz, and the sound was endless, and the aftertaste was leisurely.

This is...... The real Jin Shengyu Zhen sixty-four hands?

(End of chapter)