Chapter 593: Yan Sihai

"Oh, when you say that, I'm getting more and more curious about you!" Xia Chunyu smiled skillfully, "Since you don't say it, then I'll guess." Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info I have seen all kinds of people in Xia Chunyu, and there are really not many people who can match your temperament. And in the circle of overseas Tang people, someone of your age who has this kind of ability should have become famous a long time ago, and I can't have heard of it, but you don't have any ...... reputation in this industry. In this way, your origin should actually be traceable. As long as I take some time to investigate a few of the Tang Chamber of Commerce here, I can dig up your old bottom. You must know that Miss Su has only just come from China, and she knows that Madame's affairs are only a few days, and if she can find you in such a short time, then you must be someone near Kandahar City. And as far as I know, there are so many Tang people in the whole north....... ”

Wang Yue was stunned when he heard this, but he didn't expect this woman to be so thoughtful.

However, there was nothing to keep secret about his origin, and in addition to feeling a little surprised by Xia Chunyu's temptation, he only smiled faintly. I didn't take the meaning of the stubble.

As a result, when Xia Chunyu saw him like this, he couldn't help but take a sip, and slowly lost interest in talking. I just leaned lazily on the soft sofa, playing with the pillow in my hand, and I didn't know what to think.

At the same time, Yanzi, who had just fought with Wang Yue and was angry, had already gone downstairs and joined the middle-aged man with a pair of goose eyebrows, and drove away from the manor together after a few words.

They had just been hired here, and the excuse for leaving was easy to find, but they just told Uncle Cai that they were going to Manchester City to purchase some necessary supplies, and naturally no one would stop them.

On the other side of the city, in the valley of the Penayon Mountains, in an exotic town, at the end of a street there is a small courtyard of houses surrounded by white walls and gray tiles.

This is a typical Tang style courtyard house, with a large mansion door, blue brick ridge decoration, chimney hat, feng shui building, and shadow wall wall.

In particular, there are big red lanterns hanging on both sides of the house.

Walking into the gatehouse, turning to the left, bypassing the tall shadow wall, in the spacious courtyard, Yanzi and the middle-aged man saw at a glance a gray-haired, thin and thin, without a little flesh on his body, but the muscles and bones of the whole body were densely knotted together, and the old man with a pair of big hands was squatting on the flower bed in the middle of the courtyard and smoking a dry tobacco bag.

The copper tobacco pouch more than two feet long, the tobacco leaves in the pot flashed and flickered.

Although the old man looked like an ordinary old man at a glance, the two of them held their breath as soon as they entered the courtyard and walked over respectfully.

Because this old man is the master who taught them boxing, Yan Sihai.

However, this old man, although he has now settled overseas, he is not famous in the Tang circle here, he is not a master in the real martial arts world, just like many rural masters who have lived in seclusion in the folk all their lives, he seems to practice boxing just to strengthen his body. I don't have any intention of competing with others for fame and fortune.

But Yanzi and the middle-aged man knew that although their master looked like an ordinary mess, his own kung fu and understanding of boxing were unfathomable. Because the ancestor of the Yan family was originally a hereditary guard with a knife in the previous dynasty, he was an authentic banner man, and his family's martial arts were extremely powerful. (Whether the Ouchi guards can be hereditary or not, I checked it, and there is almost no information on this, so let's take a look here.) ）

"Chu Wei, Yanzi, you two are here!"

The old man squatted on the flower bed, heard footsteps, and saw two people coming cautiously, but he just raised his head and glanced at it, greeted him lightly, and then continued to smoke his cigarette pouch. Just like those old people who have stayed in the countryside of China all their lives facing the loess with their backs to the sky, the wrinkles on their faces are piled up, and the smell of wind and frost is everywhere.

"Huh, Yanzi, you have a murderous look on your brows, did you just have a fight with someone? And you, Chu Wei, your heart is beating hard, what happened to you, can you be so steady?"

Yan Sihai, a dry, skinny and skinny old man, waited until the two of them approached, his eyes suddenly flashed, and a look of surprise appeared on his face.

When he was forty years old, he came here from Southeast Asia, and he only accepted the two apprentices in front of him for so many years. After many years of getting along, he naturally knows what the heart of his two apprentices is, Yanzi is not very old and competitive, and it is okay, but Chu Wei was adopted by him since he was a child and has always been raised by his side, with a calm and resolute personality, but he has long acquiesced to inherit his mantle. It is obviously not an ordinary thing to make him behave so unexpectedly.

Yan Sihai's figure is thin, only one meter and six meters by eye, and his two apprentices, the shortest swallow is also one meter seven and five, not to mention Chu Wei, who is nearly one meter nine in size. But as Yan Sihai's question came out, the entire courtyard was immediately shrouded in a faint majestic momentum, standing in front of this seventy-year-old man, Yanzi and Chu Wei, a pair of senior brothers and sisters, actually bent their waists unconsciously.

Even the swallow, who has always been in front of people, behaves as cold as frost, and does not allow people to enter, at this time, he has a little more of a child's taste of coquettishness to his elders: "I know that I can't hide it from your old man's eyes, and today my senior brother and I have indeed met a master, so I have to come to ask you for advice." ”

"If you win, you won't come back to see me. Yan Sihai smiled, revealing a mouthful of black teeth that had been soaked in smoke, and the thick and choking smell of dry smoke suddenly came to his face, "I told you a long time ago, your temperament is too anxious, and you are in a hurry to practice kung fu. Moreover, I look at you, and you don't have any injuries on your body, so the person who fought with you should have left you with affection, and it can be regarded as the end of it. Tell me, who are you with, is it that there is a strong dragon from outside who has crossed the river? In Manchester's Tang circle, there are few people of the younger generation who are your opponents!"

Yan Sihai's words were almost the same as when Wang Yue commented on the swallow snake frame at that time, not much different. And judging from the meaning of these words, this old man only looked at it twice and deduced that the situation at that time was not far from ten, and this eyesight was really clever.

"Chu Wei, you also came back together, did you also do it?"

"That's not true, but this person's kung fu is really tight, and the swallow is under his hands, and he took the initiative to make a move, but he didn't even make two moves. And I don't know if you remember, master, I told you that there was a foreigner practicing Fusang Jiu-Jitsu by Mrs. Xia's side?" Chu Wei said in a deep voice.

"Is it the woman who came with the Yamamoto family and fought with you once?" Yan Sihai rolled his eyelids, and his voice was slightly surprised.

Chu Wei nodded: "Yes, it's him." This person originally had a very good foundation, and his physical fitness was also excellent, not only proficient in the techniques of martial arts, but also practiced jiu-jitsu for seven or eight years. And this is still a mutual competition, not a life-and-death fight, otherwise with his actual combat experience, he really wants to fight, although he is not my opponent, although I can defeat him, but I can't stop him if he wants to go. He should be regarded as the foreigner I have come into contact with over the years, and he has the best kung fu skills. ”

"But it's such a person, and he was actually punched and broke his neck. The bones were broken and the tendons were broken, but the skin was not broken and the flesh was not blooming, but when he died, the back of his head was attached to his back, and not even a little blood came out. ”

"You mean that the neck is broken, and it sticks to the back, but no blood comes out? A punch kills the neck of a person who practices jiu-jitsu, and the bones are broken and the tendons are broken, but the skin and flesh are broken? Good guy, this is a broken human muscle and bones! Sure enough, good kung fu, good kung fu. No wonder you are coming back to ask me. Just look at this, this person's kung fu has already obtained a bit of the magic and essence of the inner boxing, when such a person exerts his strength, he can shatter the bluestone bricks and wood through a few pieces of water tofu, which is indeed rare in this place overseas. ”

Yan Sihai sighed, his eyes widened, and his face suddenly became a little serious.

"Breaking the stones through the tofu?" Yanzi's eyes changed, "Isn't this something that some people on the rivers and lakes make up nonsense? ”

"Why is it making it up?" Yan Sihai rolled his eyes and glared at Yanzi: "Although the Seven Probes Serpentine and White Crane Boxing I taught you are also excellent boxing techniques that are cultivated both inside and outside, their strength is on the strong and crisp side, and there are still some differences from the real meaning of the internal boxing technique. People who practice inner boxing, the first thing to practice is to be tense and penetrating, and if you are tense, you can put a few zhang, and you can't get close. The inner family is really strong in and out of the pores, spraying like a needle, practicing to the top, a palm down the person died, the appearance remained the same, but the internal organs had long been broken into mud. When I was in Malaysia earlier, I watched Mr. Sun practice boxing, and when he punched the trunk of a tree, the tree died after a few days, and I asked someone to cut the tree only to find that all the fibers in it were broken. This is a real martial art, not something you make up in your mouth. ”

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