Like most Chinese men at this time, Zhou Xingchi is a loyal kung fu fan and a hard-core fan of Bruce Lee. △It can be said that the reason why Zhou Xingchi entered the film and television industry was influenced by Bruce Lee. His initial dream was to become a hero on the screen, but unfortunately he later went astray and became the king of comedy.
The crew members and extras gathered together to watch the fun. Zhou Xingchi was short and finally squeezed in.
"Ha!" Zhao Zhiling shouted softly, and the horse stance turned into a side lunge. He clasped his right hand to his waist, bent three fingers with his left hand and pushed out flat, saying, "Mr. Kang, please!"
Although Zhou Xingchi is a kung fu puzzle, he knows nothing about kung fu. At this time, Yuan Qiu and Yuan Hua had already squeezed to him. Zhou Xingchi asked, "What kind of powerful move is Master Zhao?"
Yuan Hua explained his confusion and said, "This is the Hongmen Three-Show Hand, which is the basic gesture of practicing bridge hands in Hongmen Iron Line Fist. It does not have much practical effect. You can regard it as the starting style of Iron Line Fist."
"Oh, where is Mr. Kang?" Zhou Xingchi asked again.
Yuanhua shook his head: "I don't know much about Crane Fist."
The two of them tried each other for a while and finally started to have a head-on contact. However, what disappointed Zhou Xingchi was that the kung fu tricks in reality were far less exciting than those in the movie, and they were like street hooligans fighting.
Zhao Zhiling's punch was fast and fierce. When he was fast, it seemed like he was hitting a turtle punch, and there was no structure at all. Kang Jianfei was not better. He kept using his palms, pushing and slapping, and his feet were dodging and retreating in a panic.
Is this a fight between experts?
Zhou Xingchi felt that his dream of kung fu was shattered. Kang Jianfei and Zhao Zhiling were both talking back and forth, and the moves were neither appreciative nor powerful.
Not only Zhou Xingchi, but most of the people watching at this time were boring. This is also called a master? It’s just a fight between children. It turns out that all kung fu is blown out.
Only those born in martial arts, such as Liu Jialiang, Fan Shaohuang, Dong Wei, Yuanhua, etc., were so focused that they were afraid of missing any details.
Fan Shaohuang whispered: "It seems that Mr. Kang is more powerful."
Liu Jialiang sighed: "It's not that it's more powerful, it's much more powerful! Mr. Kang's reaction speed is too fast and he is also accurate in taking action. Although Master Zhao's iron-line fist is strong, he can't attack at all and is intercepted halfway."
Yuan Qiu also said in surprise: "Mr. Kang is too fast, I didn't even react, so he had already stopped the call."
Zhou Xingchi was confused and asked, "Is Mr. Kang very fast? Why don't I think so? He just slapped his palm out and then retracted. How can this kind of kung fu hurt the enemy?"
Yuan Hua smiled and said, "If you think Mr. Kang's boxing technique is not powerful, you will know it if you go over and take a palm. You will definitely slap your wrist with a swollen one."
"So amazing?" Zhou Xingchi's eyes widened in disbelief.
Yuanhua explained: "The kung fu we usually see is routines during performance. These routines are all artistically processed. For example, when performing routines, it is just for the sake of good looks. When it is real, you just need to turn around. Don't look at the ugly movements of Master Zhao's punching, but there is no time to pose for you during actual combat? Master Zhao's power and landing points are very particular. He has been attacking Mr. Kang's middle gate, which is very lethal. The same is true for Mr. Kang. Every slap he slapped out with trembling power, and Master Zhao's fists were messed up by him."
"Is there...yes?" Zhou Xingchi always felt that Yuanhua and Yuan Qiu were bragging.
After playing for another five or six minutes, the person who couldn't understand felt bored. It felt like this exchange was like playing a monkey. But Kang Jianfei was the boss after all, and it was hard for everyone to say bad things to him in person. He could only hide his contempt for him in his heart.
"I won't fight anymore, I won't fight anymore. I admit defeat!" Finally, Zhao Zhiling took a few steps back and stopped attacking, clasped his fists and smiled bitterly, "Mr. Kang, your reaction speed is so perverted. I beat the He Fist into Jeet Kune Do alive. Old Zhao, I'm convinced!"
Kang Jianfei smiled and said, "Chengrang, Master Zhao's fist is also very fierce."
As soon as the onlookers finished the fight, they immediately dispersed. This competition was boring. Because the two of them were slapped each other from beginning to end, they had no contact with each other's body at all. They were worse than fighting with little hooligans. At least they would have to see the red color when fighting with hooligans.
Moreover, Zhao Zhiling was attacking all the time, and Kang Jianfei was forced to retreat and wander around. It was obvious that Kang Jianfei was at a disadvantage. At this time, Zhao Zhiling suddenly admitted defeat. Those who couldn't understand felt that Zhao Zhiling deliberately admitted defeat and flattered Kang Jian, and looked down on Zhao Zhiling's character of being inclined to the flames.
Zhou Xingchi's idol is Bruce Lee. When he heard Zhao Zhiling say that Kang Jianfei beat He's fist into Jeet Kune Do, he immediately became interested and asked Yuanhua: "Why did Master Zhao say that Mr. Kang is fighting Jeet Kune Do?"
Yuanhua explained: "Mr. Kang's reaction speed is too fast. Every time Master Zhao hits the punch, Mr. Kang will cut it off halfway. No matter how powerful his punching is, it is useless."
At this time, Liu Jialiang found a bottle of stuttering wine, applied the medicinal wine to Zhao Zhiling's wrist and back, and patted and massaged it.
Zhou Xingchi was always half-believing and half-doubted. He walked over and glanced at him silently, and found that Zhao Zhiling's wrists and backs were blue and purple, and he couldn't help but be astonished.
It was not until the afternoon filming that the sequelae of this competition finally appeared. Although Liu Jialiang applied medicinal wine in time, one of Zhao Zhiling's wrists was still swollen, and the subsequent fighting scenes could not be filmed at all.
It was not until this time that everyone finally believed that Kang Jianfei had real skills, not pretending, and it was even more evil when he was discussing privately.
"The masters compete with internal strength. Don't look at the ugly moves of Mr. Kang and Master Zhao, they are actually competing with internal strength."
"You have read too many novels, so how can you have any internal skills?"
"Don't believe it. Mr. Kang and Master Zhao used their palms and fists. Each move was a competition of internal strength. Why did Master Zhao admit defeat in the end? Because his internal strength was not comparable, his wrists were shocked and swollen."
"You stretch out your hand and let me hit you for a few minutes, and I can also hit you with swelling."
"You're called a mess, can that be the same?"
"Let me say, Mr. Kang actually doesn't use internal strength. The essence of his palm technique is to make a big difference. The more powerful Master Zhao's Hongquan is, Mr. Kang will push back that force. In fact, Master Zhao is hitting himself."
"Isn't that what Nan Murong did to give to him with his own way?"
"No, right? It's about using softness to overcome hardness and leveraging force to fight. Haven't you seen Mr. Kang be forced to retreat? In fact, every time he takes a step back, he weakens Master Zhao's strength, and then returns it with the force to fight back. Master Zhao was finally beaten so hard that he couldn't stand it, so he gave in."
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Without mentioning the nonsense of laymen, all the martial artists who watched the whole process admired Kang Jianfei very much.
Especially Liu Jialiang, who is proficient in various boxing techniques, he knows that Feihequan is a fierce boxing technique that advances step by step and grabs the attack and captures momentum. Once he fails to take the lead, he will easily lose. However, when Kang Jianfei and Zhao Zhiling compete, he is completely at the back-end attack and cannot do it without practicing Hequan to the point of perfection.
To put it bluntly, Kang Jianfei did not use all his strength at all. He was playing with Zhao Zhiling. If he really wanted to fight according to the Feihe Fist, Kang Jianfei should have attacked at the rhythm of attack. According to the reaction speed he showed, it is estimated that Zhao Zhiling would be knocked down in a few seconds.
It’s not that the iron wire fist is not as good as the Feihe fist, but that Kang Jianfei’s speed is too perverted and belongs to the welfare of time travelers. Just like the saying of the evil god Huoyun in "Kung Fu": All martial arts in the world are invincible, only fast cannot be broken!
Some people say that Bruce Lee can't take Tyson's punch, but he is not a sandbag. Whoever is stupid enough to stand up and let someone punch. Don't hit the fighting game. Everyone punches the dynamometer, whoever hits the higher the pound will win.
During the next month of filming, kung fu actors and martial artists often asked Kang Jianfei to give advice on martial arts. As for whether these people really wanted to get guidance or simply to please Kang Jianfei, it was unknown. Anyway, they were all excited when filming, and the shooting speed was much faster, so Kang Jianfei was also happy to see it.
Chapter completed!