Wang Chan went upstairs, walked to the door of the reception hall on the fourth floor, pushed the door open casually, and saw the fragrance of tea in the room, and a middle-aged man with a height of seven feet and wearing a kimono was kneeling on the ground.

The man faced the door, and across from him was an old man with gray hair, thin and withered, covered with a wide cotton robe, also kneeling on the ground, sitting on the cushion in a figure-eight shape with his feet, although he was old, his upper body was like an old pine cliff, straight and straight, and at the same time an authentic Chinese coffee table was placed between the two, which was full of "cups" used for the tea ceremony, and a red clay stove next to it was boiling boiling water, bubbling.

Looking at such a posture, it is obvious that the two of them are drinking tea and talking about some confidential matters in detail, and their faces are very solemn.

And at the moment when Wang Chan pushed the door open, the two people in the room almost did not make any movements. Reflected in Wang Chan's eyes, but it is discerning, clearly see that the thin Korean old man's eyes move very quickly, the wide national costume on his body, as if blown by a strong wind in an instant, whirring, although he is still holding a small teacup in his hand, but his eyes are sharp, and the corner of his eye has captured all the movements in the entire room, and his strength is restrained, just like a moment of calm before the storm.

At the same time, the man sitting opposite him also had his ears trembling, his body raised an inch out of thin air, and although his sitting posture did not change, his body suddenly reversed, like a strong bow and crossbow full of strings. The two arms are gently pressed on the knees and thighs, and the big toe under the buttocks exert force, which collapses straight, runs through the back, below the skull, from the neck, spine, to the waist and hips, thighs, and calves are all connected in a line, giving people the feeling of a leopard that has been suddenly frightened, and the whole body is on high alert, and it may jump up from the ground at any time and hurt people.

In a flash of his eyes, Wang Chan clearly felt the changes in the whole room, his breath condensed, and the Korean-style "tatami mat" under his feet trembled twice very quickly, and the whole was pressed by the subtle movements of the two people in front of him, and the whole sank more than half an inch deep.

"Kung fu is really good, I'm afraid that none of them are under Lu Chaoyang, especially this Korean old man, his breath is natural, he moves a lot, and the spirit of boxing is practiced to the point of restraint. ”

Wang Chan knows that the decline of Chinese martial arts in modern times is terrible, especially the strong invasion a hundred years ago, most of the various schools of boxing have been looted, and many precious classics have been lost abroad, and some methods have fallen in the two countries of Yueben and South Korea, which is not too surprising.

It's just that the real development time of Korean and Yuben's martial arts is less than a hundred years, and this time is precisely the process of Chinese martial arts from its heyday to its gradual decline. The martial artists of these two countries, after getting many classics from China, several generations of elites, gradually perfected, filled in their own boxing martial arts, but also made their respective countries' martial arts, more suitable for actual combat, and many schools of boxing have begun to have a bit of China's domestic boxing, health and practice of the wonder. It's really not to be underestimated.

For example, these two people just now, suddenly noticed that the door was pushed open by Wang Chan, the moment the body was all self-starting, without warning, obviously they had already tempered their nerves and exercised to a very high level, although they were still kneeling on the ground, but one was mentally restrained, attacking and defending, and the other was wanton, ready to go, and there was no danger of change。

You must know that at least half of South Korea's taekwondo is derived from the martial arts and boxing methods of Yuben, absorbing many advantages in karate, aikido, judo and kendo, and then transforming the ancient boxing method of "Hwarangdo" of their own nation, and integrating with each other, so that they can finally be reborn and have today's situation. In addition to the practice of boxing, it also pays attention to the so-called "bushido" spirit, fighting with people, and is not afraid of death.

Especially Sato Uemon, who is in the prime of life, is also known in his home country for being tough, his body is half-turned, and he doesn't argue with anyone, and he puts on a look of going all out in an instant, and his posture is really fierce.

However, his vicious appearance could not enter Wang Chan's eyes at all, not only was he not moved at all, but Shi Shiran raised his feet and entered the room, closed the door of the living room with one hand, and took a step forward while looking up to the sky and snorted: "You two are An Zaidao and Sato Uemon, right? I am the Wang Chan you are looking for, in the morning you sent your subordinates to make Chengren meat bombs to kill me, and I will come to kill you at night." You two run and see if you're lucky enough to get out of this hall!"

His eyes narrowed into a slit, Wang Chan stood alone at the door, quietly looking at the two famous martial arts masters in the room, and said such a thing lightly from his mouth, as if he was chatting with someone and saying something "What did I eat today", but he was not afraid that the two masters of Han could run in front of him.

Wang Chan's boxing and martial arts are gradually improving, and he walks, like a gust of wind, all the way, there is no sound at all, until he pushes open the door, close at hand, only to be noticed by the two people in the house, An Zaidao and Sato Uemon, and suddenly, the two of them are not trembling in their hearts, and they are like facing a great enemy.

Only then did I know that Wang Chan was so powerful that he was able to quietly touch his room, and then he thought about the content recorded in the information in his hand, and even the hair on his head stood up, and he stood upside down, like a frightened old cat, and his face was extremely solemn.

They also looked at each other at the moment and slowly stood up from the ground.

"You are ready, you can die!" Wang Chan's eyes flashed, and he took another step forward.

"Eight Grids!"

After a moment of distraction, Sato Uemon, who was seven feet tall, his face sank like water, and he immediately opened his mouth and scolded "bastard" in a Chinese language: "You are the Wang Chan who killed our Sato, the person of China, you are so bold!!"

In the last sentence, he spoke Chinese, so Wang Chan listened very clearly. The two sides have stood on the opposite side of hatred from the beginning, although the three of them have met for the first time in their lives, and no one knows anyone before, but anyone knows that the affairs of the two sides will definitely not have any possibility of reconciliation, and as soon as the two sides meet, they will definitely end up with the complete defeat and death of one party.

It was Sato Uemon who spoke in a tone that was not polite, and as soon as the words fell, he stretched out his hand and rolled up, and the wide sleeves of his kimono immediately turned the boiling kettle beside him, along with the small red clay stove below, rolled up in one go, whirred, like a bow and arrow, and smashed towards Wang Chan at the door.

This kettle is full of boiling water, and there are seven or eight pieces of charcoal burning red in the stove, which pour down and fall on the body, no matter who you are, if you practice boxing skills and are clever, then you will also burn out a whole body, even if you can't endanger your life, it will be worth the loss.

Wang Chan snorted, and with a palm in the air, a huge whirlwind seemed to be generated on the flat ground, whining, shaking the air, standing still, the flying kettle and stove slammed in the air, and rebounded back at a faster speed than when they came. Lu Chaoyang practiced three shaking arms Dahong boxing, he can be energetic and restrained, and play a fierce wind like the legendary "splitting empty palm", Wang Chanquan's martial arts are still above him, so he can naturally do this step.

It's just that now, he is still the last step away from the fist martial arts and has not really entered the innate realm, and he can't transform the true strength of the inner family into the inner family's gang qi, so although the fist method is sharp, he can roll the flying stove and kettle back, but for a master like Sato Uemon, there is no real lethality.

At the same time, at the moment when Wang Chan waved his hand and exerted force in the air, suddenly, he was standing on the side of Sato Uemon, silent, thin and dry, like the image of an old peasant man working all day in the countryside, and his body moved, as if he had stepped on oil, his body shrank, and he quickly pounced on Wang Chan.

"Let's go together, kill him!" Ahn Jae-do, the old man, once studied under General Choi Hong-hee, the founder of Taekwondo, a national treasure in South Korea, for more than ten years, and now although he is in his sixties, his physical strength has begun to decline, but his vision is far above Sato Uemon in the prime of life.

Therefore, he knew that it was not good the moment he saw the door being pushed open at the beginning, and he made a defensive posture for the first time, unlike Sato Uemon, who was like a jaguar, and he didn't know the situation, it was an offensive atmosphere. A boxing master like him is known as the No. 1 martial arts master in the Republic of Korea, and he has always been defeated before he fights others. The sensitivity to danger is unimaginable to ordinary people.

But now, when he was swaggered to the door by Wang Chantang, he didn't feel the slightest sense of danger against himself beforehand. This kind of situation is still unprecedented after the old man An Zaidao, after the completion of his boxing skills.

People clearly come to kill people, but you don't feel the slightest murder and danger. This shows that the opponent's boxing and martial arts are not only above himself, but even his own breath and qi can be controlled freely, all of which are constricted in the body, although the killing intent is monstrous, but it will never leak a single star.

Even if you stand in front of you, you can't feel the malice of the other party.

And this kind of opponent seems to be no longer something that can be described by a simple horror.

An Zaidao quickly adjusted his mentality, saw an opportunity, his body was short, his feet were running, and he stepped on the most basic "forward step" in taekwondo, between the opening and closing of his feet, bang, he raised his foot and kicked, and his toes crossed the place, and an extremely obvious airflow trajectory was crossed in the air, and the sound was like the sound of a war knife rapidly sweeping through the air and tearing the air.

At the same time, Sato Uemon also reacted, his body dripped, his feet walked gossip, not only avoided the stove and kettle that flew back upside down for the first time, but also shrugged his shoulders in the process, the shoulder blade muscles on his back were raised high, and his two arms were hidden under his ribs, just like the white crane flew before, spreading his wings and running on the ground。

These two people actually use the most basic techniques in their respective national martial arts, but when they are used at the same time, the effect is amazing, the tough tatami on the ground, stabbing sound, from beginning to end, cracked into several pieces, and they can't eat the simultaneous force under the feet of the two masters of Han.

Korean martial arts, there are no particularly fancy moves, pay attention to actual combat, and the military and police fighting techniques in the armed police of various countries, there are some similarities with the one-hit killing technique, but it is also because of the simplicity of the moves, so the speed is faster and the strength is stronger.

Especially these two people are masters who have practiced their respective boxing skills almost to the peak, and under the joint efforts, they are perfectly combined, even if they are the grandmasters of the domestic kung fu masters, in the face of it, they must first suppress and then raise, and avoid three points.

But in the face of the attack, Wang Chan only turned his body over and shot through the ground, like a carp jumping over the dragon gate, not retreating but advancing, facing the difficulties.

An Zaidao, Sato Uemon, one left and one right, followed like a shadow, fists and feet moved together, until the air in the entire room was hot and chaotic, as if it had just been swept into the room by a gust of wind and raged.

Wang Chan's body rushed forward, two big hands have danced like flying, five fingers open, whining, first a mistake under the foot of the "tiger turned back", a big hand through the ribs, twisted the waist and turned back, suddenly a step on the seven stars, the iron palm flew between, as if a huge stone tablet fell from the sky, smashed down.

His big hand, with a blow of his hand, half of the forearms exposed outside the clothes were shining out of the metallic color of stainless steel at this time, and the five fingers were separated, which was really the same as an iron palm, and it was like a large stone tablet of several hundred catties flying up, falling down, hugging his head and covering his head, like thunder, five thunders thundered, and with only one palm down, it was slapping on the hand knife that Sato Uemon gathered his strength and slashed down.

Sato Uemon, his heart was in a mess, his arm was horizontal, and he just wanted to use the Baguazhang to move kung fu to remove the power of Wang Chan's palm, where did he know that Wang Chan's palm was full of strength, like the dragon gate wave, and the strength was one after another, endlessly. The arm was just a rung, and it snapped into two with a click, and then surged forward with force and hit his chest again.

Bang bang! Two muffled sounds, Sato Uemon flew out directly, like a dying crab swept up by the tide, plopped and smashed on the ground, opened his mouth and spurted out a mouthful of blood, even after trying several times, he didn't get up.

After slapping Sato Uemon with a palm, the palm power was discharged, Wang Chan's waist and hips twisted, and the whole person was like a rubber man full of strength, his clothes swayed, hunting sounded, and a trace of hot sweat could not help but ooze from his forehead.

The two sides fought, although the winner was only divided in an instant, but Wang Chan spent a lot of energy. In his palm, the outside is the palm power of the Shaolin Dakai stele hand, under one palm, like a stele flying whirl, the power is infinite, but inside is the feminine power in his five elements transformation fist "turtle and snake plate", like a tide, wave after wave. Even if Sato Uemon can block one or two hits, he will definitely not be able to block three or four hits.

And this kind of energetic method was called "Longmen Three-fold Wave" in ancient times, and only people who have practiced internal and external kung fu to a very high level can use it.

An Zaidao watched Sato Uemon not even make a move from Wang Chan, and the pupils of his eyes shrank like needletips, only then did he know that Wang Chan was even more "terrifying" than he imagined, but he was also worthy of being the first master of taekwondo in South Korea after Cui Hongxi.

The thin body seemed to have skyrocketed by more than half a foot all of a sudden, and the spirit of the whole body was moving, condensed at one point, standing on the ground with two feet, and facing Wang Chan is crazy attack like a storm.

This old man has been immersed in silver in taekwondo for decades, has personally experienced the flames of war, killed people, seen blood, and the spirit of fist intent is very solid.

There are some similarities between the leg method of taekwondo and the kicking method of karate, but the system is self-contained, and An Zaidao is fully exerted, and it seems that there is still a bit of Chinese poke foot charm, which is the set he has created in recent years by synthesizing his lifelong martial arts experience called "chasing the wind kick".

Wang Chan's body kept shaking, his legs were round, the ground was like mud, and a series of footsteps came out, and everywhere he went, the ground was all shattered, and even the wooden floor under the tatami mats became shattered. Ren is in the road back to the light, super level play, hard to kick, as fast as chasing the wind, but never touch Wang Chan's slow body, every time the opponent's toes are about to reach the body, they will shake in place, and they can open up a distance.

Suddenly, Wang Chan was no longer evading, and a pair of iron palms suddenly became soft and boneless, like a spiritual snake like water, and they were rolled up on An Zaidao's ankles, like playing in the water to catch fish and shrimp.

Hard as steel, soft as cotton, rigid and soft, is the best realm in boxing.

It's just that Wang Chan is a person, whose surname is straightforward, and he usually fights with people with hard encounters and disdains to avoid concessions, but except for himself, this kung fu is not known to others. Now as soon as he showed it, his palm was as soft as cotton, and it was three points more powerful than the Taiyi Mian palm of the Wudang faction, An Zaidao only felt that his right ankle was like being tied with a layer of tough and inexplicable rubber, and he struggled hard, but it became tighter and tighter, and he knew that something was wrong, and he suddenly shouted, got up, and rose into the air, his left leg was raised in the air, like a giant axe, and he knocked down towards Wang Chantian Linggai.

No matter how fast he reacted, it was a little slower than Wang Chan. Before he could change his moves, there was a click, and one of Ann's calves in Dao had been crushed by Wang Chanshengsheng, and he picked it up with one hand, like waving a scarecrow, his face was facing down, turning into a human hammer, and with a loud bang, the whole person was smashed under the floor, and the floor shook suddenly, as if the scene was when the earthquake came.

"I'm going to borrow your heads!"

(To be continued)