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Thirty years, right?

Su Xianye's brows tightened and he fell into memory, his thoughts seemed to travel through time, to be precise, he had returned to twenty-nine years ago. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The years may stumble away from some things, whether you want to or not, but there are always some things that are buried in the bottom of your heart, you think you have forgotten, but suddenly looking back, you find that it has been following behind, and the past is vivid, as if it happened yesterday・・・・・

Su Xianye has long forgotten the hesitation of standing in front of the mottled martial arts hall wall now, and he has forgotten the detailed address of the martial arts hall at that time, and he can't even remember the names of many brothers and sisters who have deep friendships in the martial arts hall・・・・・・ but no matter what, he can't forget the day he walked into the martial arts hall.

In 1956, Su Xianye was only 14 years old at the time, when he was a child, he went to a martial arts hall in Hong Kong to learn martial arts, he crossed the threshold with both feet, walked towards the martial arts hall for a while, and heard bursts of shouts from inside, he couldn't help but speed up his pace and walked through the corridor, his vision immediately broadened, only to see a boxy open-air courtyard appear in front of him, in the farthest place, is a wide entrance hall room, a coffee table, a teapot, the Taishi chair is empty, and there are more than a dozen men in black pants and white clothes in the courtyard, they are in a circle, in the circle, there are two people practicing martial arts.

The two of them fisted and kicked each other, and the fight was in full swing, and the people watching the battle from the side came from applause from time to time, Su Xianye was a layman and watched the excitement, and just wanted to go over and take a look, when suddenly a huge force hit from behind him, and a big hand pushed Su Xianye aside.

His vision dimmed, and several men wearing white robes appeared in front of him, they were not tall, but their waists were straight, and one of them yelled at Su Xianye in a strange tone:

"You're Tang Longga?!"

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"This speaker is called Mihondao, is a very powerful karate master, that year, should it be 1955 or 1956? Anyway, at that time in Hong Kong, there were still a lot of Japanese, their national nature advocates the spirit of bushido, there is a group of karate warriors to challenge and defeat many local martial arts gyms, this time they are just looking for Tang Long's origin, come to find fault. ”

It's all this time, where are you in the mood to tell the story?

The two disciples looked at Su Xianye in confusion, their hearts were full of doubts and anxiety, but as Su Xianye told the story, the storyline gradually unfolded, and they slowly fell into this legend and couldn't extricate themselves.

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The hero of this story, called Tang Long, the reason for the incident is that he beat an arrogant Japanese at school, and I heard that it was the Chinese warriors who beat the Japanese, and the Japanese warriors came out for this matter and found it all the way here!

"Aren't the Japanese too arrogant?"

Li Fuquan clenched his fists and asked.

The Japanese are arrogant?

Su Xianye opened his eyes with a smile, that's because you don't know Tang Long's arrogance!

He remembered that at that time, all the senior brothers invariably looked at the thin young man in the circle, and he still held the sparring frame in his hand, but there was an extremely rare look of astonishment on his face.

But deep in his bones, he is full of self-confidence and arrogance, the Japanese are menacing, full of preparation? He is not afraid at all, only to see the young man stand forward with his head held high, and his hand flicked his nose over, "I am Tang Long!"

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"Then did they fight after that, and what was Tang Long's strength?"

"Li Fuquan, don't interject!"

On the side, Kang Li frowned and couldn't help asking, "However, at that time, didn't the Japanese belong to the defeated countries of World War II, and why did they dare to be so arrogant on the territory of our country?"

Su Xianye glanced at Kang Li and said: "The national situation is the national situation, the martial arts competition is the martial arts competition, we are people who practice martial arts, it is normal for the martial arts hall to challenge and learn martial arts, and the Japanese are looking for you through the reason of the competition, do they ask you to take it or not? If you don't take it, you are a weak person, because you don't have the courage to be challenged." ”

Speaking of this, Su Xianye showed a look of anger.

"The Japanese karate learned from the ancient Chinese martial arts, in addition it is also known as the Tang hand, which shows that this is the result of the Japanese stealing the teacher, not only that, Shaolin boxing, Wudang palm and so on they have learned a lot・・・・・ after that, our domestic martial arts are self-contained, the Japanese came later, those years, especially the Japanese who stole the Shaolin Nanquan empty-handed rigid and soft flow of the Japanese, and even shouted for us to learn kung fu from them!"

Su Xianye gritted his teeth and said, "How can there be a reason for a master to learn from an apprentice?"

Li Fuquan and Kang Li were immediately angry, and Li Fuquan said: "The Japanese are indeed too hateful. ”

"However, accepting the challenge is exactly what the Japanese are doing! Then the Japanese are prepared, won't Tang Long suffer!?"

Su Xianye wanted to laugh in his heart, these two were too optimistic about Tang Long

"Tang Long's strength is much more powerful than you think!"

Su Xianye began to tell the past, but he didn't go into too much detail, and only continued to tell the two in the form of a story, half-truths

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"You're Tang Longga?!"

Karate master Yamamoto looked angrily, and he was dressed in a loose white robe revealing his strong chest muscles.

"I'm Tang Long!"

A sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy stepped forward

"You drip, hit me drip, apprentice?"

Tang Long nodded, the Japanese who have lived here for many years generally speak some Chinese, and Yamamoto Tafu is even more proficient, he said, "My apprentice's skills are not as good as yours, it is my responsibility as a master." ”

"I can't bear this shame for another day, I want to compete with your Master Di!"

The purpose of Yamamoto Fumichi's trip was to prove the status of karate by defeating Tang Long's master, and he didn't take Tang Long in his eyes at all, Tang Long was just a springboard for him to find an excuse to act.

But Tang Long is a very proud person

"As a disciple, it is a shame for me as a disciple to let others hit the door of Master's house!"

Tang Long suddenly stepped forward, he was only more than 170 centimeters old at the time, and he looked thin under the short sleeves of his white clothes, but he was full of momentum, stretched out his fingers, pointed at Yamamoto Tianfu's nose, cocked his chin and said, "If you want to challenge my master, you have to defeat me first!"

Hahahaha

Yamamoto seemed to have heard the most ridiculous joke in the world, and the disciples beside him also laughed.

At the same time, Tang Long's senior brothers and sisters' faces changed, fighting against this person was not a joke! They persuaded one after another, but this would only increase Tang Long's fighting spirit!

"Strength is true, if you don't have the strength, get out of here!"

Tang Long's words angered Yamamoto Tafu, and the Japanese said angrily: "You nameless boy! If you can take ten moves under me, even if I lose!"

Just as Su Xianye was talking about Xingtou, Li Fuquan suddenly interjected: "This Japanese is so big!" Kang Li frowned, blaming him for being too talkative, he immediately shut up and lowered his head.

Su Hyunye was interrupted and did not get angry, but explained to them the origin of Tao Yamamoto and karate

"Since Yamamoto Tianfu boasted about Haikou and dared to say ten moves, it was naturally because he had this strength. ”

"Karate, also known as Tang Hands, originated in China and developed in Japan, karates have a solid foundation, they pay attention to attack and defense, use hand skills far more than feet, pay attention to distance and timing, and are good at consecutive attacks, it is undeniable that it is a terrible close tactic, Yamamoto Tafu is one of the best, plus he was only twenty-seven or eight at the time, it is the time when physical strength and strength are strong!"

"Master, if you say that, isn't Tang Long going to be bad?"

This time, even Kang Li couldn't help but ask questions, but Su Xianye showed a rather meaningful expression, he stretched out his finger and shook it

"No!"

"In fact, on the contrary, Tang Long defeated Yamamoto Tianfu in five moves!"

"What?!"

"Impossible, right? How did he do it?"

In the dumbfounded expressions of the two, Su Xianye continued with great satisfaction: "As the so-called fist is afraid of being less strong, if you are surprised, even if you are strong, a slack will fail・・・・・"

In the competition, it is most taboo to slack off and underestimate the enemy.

Yamamoto looked down on the thin Chinese in front of him from his heart, and in his memory, this kind of physique, he could punch down.

They began to enter the courtyard and start a confrontation!

Yamamoto Tadao has been practicing karate hard for more than ten years, the fist peak is smooth and hard, the move is strong and heavy, and when Tang Long walked into his attack range, Yamamoto Tafu slammed his shot.

He practiced karate boxing, and his moves were not divided into left and right heavy hand punches at all, because the power of each of his punches was amazing!

A vicious fist hit Tang Long!

How did Tang Long face it?

He made an astonishing move, he knew that the opponent was going to punch, and he actually took the first step and stepped forward to take the punch!

If the enemy makes a move, I will dodge, and if the enemy turns back, I will stick! This is the words taught by the master, Tang Long has been practicing this martial art for several years, how can he not know this truth, not to mention that in the teacher's training and teaching, the weak attack is strong, and the rear strikes first!

But he didn't wait for the opponent to make a move at all, dismantled the move himself, and then counterattacked, but took the lead to meet the enemy one by one, and used his own flesh and blood to resist this punch!

Boom!

The heavy punch pierced through Tang Longxu's two arms in front of him, and was pressed by his arms, and under the guidance, the fist hit his chest in front of him!

Nayama Honda looked stunned, because Tang Long's unexpected rush and arm pressing down caused him to only exert less than sixty percent of his punch.

"Drink!"

Tang Long counterattacked!

He lifted his breath into his chest, and three punches in a row turned into a line like a quick attack, bang bang, and his fist hit Yamamoto Tafu's chest in a straight line!

Tang Long's third punch hit his shoulder, and the force was suddenly retracted, because at this moment, Yamamoto Tafu also began to fight back, he withdrew his left hand, and then made his right fist!

However, Tang Long's body was faster, he took the first step to stick to Yamahondao's left hand, pulled his strength, leaned forward, the distance between the two was shorter, and it was difficult to perform the karate fist technique of opening and closing, instead, Tang Long stretched out his palm and hit his chin from bottom to top!

This palm seems to be a solid push, the human brain jaw nerve is connected to the brain torso, pushed by this palm, Yamamoto only felt that the brain was shaking, and lost his center of gravity in vain and fell to the ground!!

"Win!"

Su Xianye made a conclusion.

On the side, the two apprentices were a little dumbfounded, even if they were just imagining the picture in their minds, they could feel incredible!

"Attacking the strong with the weak, how can there be such a way of playing?"

Kang Li asked

Su Xianye shook his head: "The strong are relative, they don't shoot each other, in the face of the weak, the strong will take the lead, yes, the weak will always be bullied by the strong, this is the theorem." ”

"Then isn't he violating the principle of the weak to strike backwards?"

Su Xianye didn't answer, he suddenly raised his head, as if he could see the blue sky outside through the steel leather coat.

This is what Tang Long admires most about him, he will never feel that he is weak, no matter who his opponent is!!