Chapter Seventy-Seven: Retraction
With a small grappling, the man in black snatched the nunchucks from his fist force, spit out with strength, and shook it back.
The fist was supported by the wind and snow, and the left hand touched the wrist of the right hand and rubbed it, and the internal qi was calmed down like an electric shock.
Holding the stick in his hand, an indescribable detachment burst out from the man in black, and when he put on a stance, the fist power and the wind blowing the snow's heart beat uncontrollably, making them understand that the weight of the person in front of them was fundamentally different from their own.
"The stick method is as empty as a person, it is messy, the two ends do not reach the shore, the nunchucks - it is not used like this!"
Indeed, as the man in black said, the nunchucks of fist power imitate the movie twice, and it is okay to deceive outsiders, but in the eyes of martial artists who practice martial arts, they are completely unqualified.
Not to mention playing a stick flower with lethality or other functions, even the simplest smash just now, the strength is not concentrated enough, and it will naturally scatter as soon as it is grabbed, and it will be easily shaken back.
And if you can make people react like this with a stick in your hand, there will only be one person in the world - Bruce Lee!
Tell Shan Pohu that the dragon who hid himself secretly came to Fist Li's house and did something to his father, what the hell is going on?
The unfathomable dragon admired by all the people will not be able to do anything to harm the innocent!
Emotionally, they thought so, but in fact, the scene left the breath of a dragon and the frightened fist power of the father.
However, they ignored that if the dragon really had bad intentions, then why would the father of the fist force be unharmed, but he was just a little frightened, and the dragon, as a generation of grandmasters, why didn't he hide his breath well, break through the empty door openly, and leave the handle.
If they had thought of these two things, it would not be difficult for them to conclude from their wisdom that the dragon did not come to harm anyone, and therefore there was no need to hide it.
But caring is chaotic, the fist strength is on the head, and I can't think about it, and the wind blows the snow by people, and I also have no rational thinking, I just want to help my fist force have an accident, and I must fight to the end, even if the opponent is the peerless dragon.
The fist slapped the wind blowing the snow and holding his hand, the injuries on the two of them had already healed with the help of refining the white dragon, but the muscle fatigue had not subsided, so they had to help each other back, and now as soon as the adrenaline was secreted, the fatigue immediately dissipated.
At the same time, put on your own posture to be vigilant, and the fist is powerful.."No one is born perfect...... As long as you work hard, there will be a stick puja one day - Super Yue You! “
"One day, now that you have offended me, do you still think you will have a future?"
As soon as the words fell, the dragon's figure shifted, and at some point he crossed a distance of more than ten steps, and he threw out his stick and threw it into the face of the fist.
Wind and snow's eyesight and reflexes are not as good as those of his fists, and he is unable to act in time to help, while his fists are capable of lifting his arms and building bridges to block.
But the power of the fist was in front of him, and the waist and abdomen that were unprotected by raising his hand were hit, and he couldn't understand why the opponent hit the head, but he was hit in the waist.
Can't see the dragon's fast body, the wind-blown snow game has no room for analysis and calculation, rather, no matter how he analyzes, the result he can get will only be 0% of the winning rate.
But no chance of winning is not a reason for him to sit still, put on a Wing Chun boxing fight, Feng Xue plans to try to ask the enemy first, and then find a way to knock the stick in the dragon's hand away, but as soon as his hand moves, his eyes are full of dazzling stick flowers, his eyes are confused, and he is hit by the random stick, and the fist force flies out backwards and forwards.
The same stick, in the fist power and Bruce Lee's hands is the difference between cloud and mud, fist power and wind blowing snow have their own strength, but even if the dragon deliberately suppresses the strength, it is still easy to easily repel them with a swift and treacherous and magical stick technique!
"If you see a move, you will only be led by the nose by the enemy forever...... The fiasco is a matter of course. “
Stepping forward, Bruce Lee caught up with the two people who flew out upside down, braving golden light, like mercury pouring on the ground, and the pervasive dense sticks came out frequently, and they fell on the two of them in the form of stabbing, smashing, and throwing, making them feel painful and screaming.
The sound of the howling wind appeared, and the dragon's stick surged in all directions like a surging wave of wind, and the trees and everything in all directions were blown and made the sound of being struck!
But the dragon is always a dragon, and the strength of the grasp has entered the realm of the gods, so that the two of them only hurt but not hurt, and when they fall to the ground, they can only gasp for breath, and their whole body is uncontrollable.
"Only by anticipating the enemy's opportunity and preempting the opponent can we turn the tide and defeat the strong with the weak, this sentence recorded in the secret book of Jeet Kune Do, you should have heard it, right?"
Instead of dealing with the enemy, the dragon is more like he is doing two tricks!
"As long as you lie on the ground and know how to run when you see someone."
With that, the dragon casually threw the nunchucks in his hand on the ground and turned to leave.
"I'm not...... Woo Hung! Lying on the ground, the fist was on the ground with one hand, struggling to get up.
"I'm not a cousin...... The gap between you and me is indeed quite far, but I will never give up because of this, and I will never be a squirrel, listen up! You shout loudly for three reasons!
One, to lift the spirit and will, two, to intimidate the opponent to suppress the enemy with strength, and three, and most importantly-
With the help of vocalization, the qi of the dantian is affected, the internal pressure of the chest cavity is increased, the bone tension is strengthened, and then the whole body is driven by the force of the vocal cords, so as to burst out the strongest dao in an instant, right? “
The answer that is quite easy for ordinary people who have gone to middle school and have the money to buy all kinds of secrets appears in the mouth of the fist, but Bruce Lee knows his family background, and it is impossible to support him to find out the answer like an ordinary person, Long said curiously.
"How did you find out that you had grown again?"
"I can't think of it even after thinking about it, and in the end I have to give up using my brain and use my body instead, relying on my feelings!
It turns out that it is easy to drill the horns of the bull with random thoughts, but to feel it with the body, the mystery is solved, and after repeating the rebuke nearly a thousand times, my intuition tells me that this is the answer! “
He got up with his fist and roared his answer to the admiring dragon with all his might.
Although the words are simple, how many people have this perseverance and fighting spirit that insists on reprimanding thousands of times, and continues to move forward until they are hoarse?
The dragon, whose back was on them, had a glint of appreciation in his eyes.
"You succeeded, I am willing to take back the word 曱甔."
"The momentum just now is huge, it's inconvenient for me to stay here anymore, but before I go, I might as well tell you another secret, your father is also a first-class peak master!"
With that, the dragon walked away without stopping, leaving the two sore in their wake.