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Chapter 320 Give you a pair of hands

"beat?"

Liu Jiahui was a little confused.

When did he say he wanted to fight? But when he saw Yang Mi and Tang Yan practiced a set of kung fu, he found it interesting, so he came here to ask today.

Didn't say you wanted to fight.

In addition to practicing martial arts, he is also a family of actors. He has been living in the land of Hong Kong Island for decades. How could he not know how powerful Ding Xiu is?

This is an existence that can break through the martial arts world of Hong Kong. Competing with him is not going to seek abuse.

Ding Xiu said seriously: "Yes, don't you want to gesture to me?"

"I didn't say anything." Liu Jiahui had a toothache and held his waist and said, "My kung fu is not good, I'm not your opponent. Yesterday I saw Yang Mi practicing kung fu, and I was a little curious. After knowing that it was yours, I wanted to come and fight with her.

Gels. "

If you don’t hit, just say nothing, Ding Xiu was immediately bored: "Your martial arts should be good. Zhao Zhilin is quite powerful. He is very strong with a strong hand. Master Liu, don’t be humble.

"

When he was a guest appearance in Kung Fu a few years ago, he fought with the Hong family's iron-line fisting. Zhao Zhilin's Hongquan is indeed powerful. His disciples are everywhere overseas and he is also a famous person in the domestic martial arts circle.

Zhao Zhilin's father is Lin Shirong's disciple, and Liu Jiahui's master is also Lin Shirong's disciple. Speaking of which, the two are still brothers of the same school, there is no reason why there is a big gap in kung fu.

"I really can't do it." Fearing to be beaten, Liu Jiahui waved his hand quickly and smiled bitterly: "Senior Brother Zhao is the leader of our generation, and I can't compete with him."

"I practiced for a few years when I was a child. Later, after entering the entertainment industry, I didn't practice much. My whole body of kung fu had not been practiced for more than ten years, I would have lost it. Now, even if you let me go, I can't beat you."

If Huang Qiying is the first generation and Huang Feihong is the second generation, then Lin Shirong is the third generation.

This "Pig Rong"'s experience is no worse than that of Huang Qiying and Huang Feihong.

When he was young, Lin Shirong was accepted as a disciple by a famous Hongquan player. He traveled to Guangzhou at the age of 17 and taught in Li Fulin's Black Flag Army. Later, he won the first place in the Guangzhou martial arts competition.

He was once praised by the founding father and personally awarded him a medal.

After more than 20 years of experience in Huang Feihong, he summed up his experiences and created his own Huhemen. The tiger and crane double-shaped boxing he wrote is still used in the National Higher Sports and Martial Arts Academy.

His disciples were spread all over the country, with more than 10,000 people at their peak.

Zhao Zhilin's father was one of Lin Shirong's disciples, but Zhao Zhilin became even more popular.

Among this generation of disciples, Zhao Zhilin was the most outstanding. He had all his skills and had all his true teachings. His Hongquan Martial Arts Hall was opened overseas, with hundreds of thousands of disciples.

Liu Jiahui believes that he can't compare with Zhao Zhilin.

Whether it is martial arts or achievements.

"It's okay, I've come here, so I'll just have one hand." I was idle and curiosity was aroused, Ding Xiu didn't want to let Liu Jiahui go easily.

I took off my pants, would you tell me this?

You have to do it today, and you have to do it even if you don’t.

Hearing this insulting words, Liu Jiahui narrowed his eyes and gradually let go of his smile.

He said that Ding Xiu could hit him with one hand, which was a polite word. To put it all, he was indeed not Ding Xiu's opponent, but he was still very sure with one hand.

Traditional martial arts are not martial arts novels. It doesn’t exist like Yang Guo who breaks his hand and becomes even more powerful.

Kung Fu has both practice and fighting styles. Whether it is attack and defense, both hands need to cooperate.

It is no exaggeration to say that one hand is missing, and one of the ten combat powers is not enough.

You let Tyson have fewer arms, lightweight and flyweight boxing champions can kill him.

"Why do I put your hands?" Ding Xiu simply put his hands behind his back.

Fuck!

No matter how good Liu Jiahui has a good temper, he can't listen to such words.

"Okay, okay, both hands are just two hands. I will discuss with Master Ding today."

Ding Xiu asked him to use both hands, only his feet could use them. His combat power was more than just one in ten. Now he may not be a match for students from the Sports University.

An ordinary adult can take him down.

It's very simple, you can just rush up and hold it and fall.

Ding Xiu grinned, took off his shoes, revealing his black socks: "Please take this place."

There is a special place for martial arts practice in the training hall, and there is an area that is laid with soft ground, so it won’t be a problem to fall to the ground.

Not wanting to take advantage, Liu Jiahui also slipped his shoes and bowed, "Master Ding, then let's order."

"It's easy to say."

Ding Xiu, who was holding his hands behind his back, took a few steps back, gave out the space, looked at Liu Jiahui for a few glances, and had already thought about a move in his head for a while.

"call!"

Liu Jiahui took a deep breath, clenched his fists, and a different aura emanated from his body, and his expression in his eyes was different.

He was adopted by Lin Shirong's apprentice Liu Zhan since he was a child, so Liu Zhan was his father and master to him, and he did not hide it from him when he taught martial arts.

The essence of Hongquan, the key points of the tiger and crane double shape, the practice, the fighting method, and the master teaches a little.

When he was young, he was very interested in martial arts, and he also played invincible among his peers. Later, he coincided with the entertainment industry and started filming.

In the past ten years, he hasn't practiced martial arts, and his focus is on family and work.

Perhaps he couldn't reach the point of Zhao Zhilin, but he just hit Ding Xiu with only one pair of feet. The problem was not big.

Opposite, Ding Xiuyuan jumped and said, "Come on, let's look at your Hongquan."

"As you wish."

With the water under his feet, Liu Jiahui came to Ding Xiu a few tigers. The long bridge and Malaysia, long hands and long attacks, punching out, the speed was fast.

Ding Xiu just took a step back and leaned back to avoid the punch.

In an instant, the fist turned into claws, and Liu Jiahui's five claws grabbed Ding Xiu's face with a sharp sound.

The legs were longer than the hand, Ding Xiu kicked him, kicked his hand away, turned around and kicked Liu Jiahui in the chest, kicking the man back a few steps.

"Master Liu, don't hold back. I can still catch this level of attack."

If he was not mistaken, the claw just now was grabbing the eyeballs, which was a killer move, but Liu Jiahui was afraid of hurting people, so he changed to a claw face.

Because of the instability, the movements on the hands changed and the movements became slower, which was full of flaws in Ding Xiu's eyes.

After throwing a little sore arm, Liu Jiahui looked dignified, and he didn't say a word.

He did not expect that Ding Xiu's reaction with his hands was still so fast, and he almost turned over.

Staring at Ding Xiu carefully. This time, his posture changed, with a tiger's claws, and a finger with five fingers.

It is the famous tiger crane double shape.

The tiger is brave, the crane is light, and the two are rigid and soft.

From the generation of Huang Qiying, to Huang Feihong, Lin Shirong, and today, the double shape of the tiger cranes has been continuously improved, and all aspects of the skills will not lose a hundred years ago.

He is indeed not as good as Zhao Zhilin, because he is not the main practice of Hongquan.

The main cultivation of tiger cranes from a young age.

It was as if the big roc spread its wings, Liu Jiahui's figure flashed in front of Ding Xiu, grabbed Ding Xiu's neck with one claw, and landed his hand on his lower abdomen to prepare for a final blow.

"This is a bit interesting."

Watching the sharp claws approaching his neck, Ding Xiu was not panicked at all, and even was thinking about it. If this move was done by himself, he would definitely pull the enemy's throat off.

At this time, his light also saw Liu Jiahui's throbbing crane shape, which had already poked out, and the target was his temple.

Ding Xiu squatted down violently and swept across with one foot.

Liu Jiahui seemed to be standing out. When he lifted his front legs, he just missed the whip leg that Ding Xiu swept.

But the next second, the even thickened whip legs came over again.

A black shadow flashed in front of me. Before I could think too much, I hurriedly retreated and took four or five steps before I could breathe a sigh of fear.

Whenever the response is slower, this will already lie down.

Fortunately, Ding Xiu did not chase it, and he still had both hands behind his back and looked like a smile.

At this time, many people had already come to the training ground, including martial arts and martial arts coaches. At first, they saw that they were talking and laughing, but they didn't care. Unexpectedly, the fight started in just a few minutes.

At first I thought it was a trick, but if I looked closely, it was not.

There is no tiger crane double -shaped boxing.

Ding Xiu said faintly: "Continue, Master Liu."

He did not dare to be careless and underestimate the enemy. Liu Jiahui continued to attack with one hand and the other, but this time it was different from before. When he came to the front, he kicked on one foot.

Ding Xiu's legs are longer than his hands. If he keeps using his hands, it may be difficult to get close to him. The use of his feet is different. Please cooperate with both hands at any time and be surprised.

Facing Liu Jiahui's feet, Ding Xiu chuckled, turned around and kicked out.

Because of the extra turn, his footing direction was the same as that of Liu Jiahui. From the perspective of the bystander, his legs were drawn in a circle and ran after Liu Jiahui's legs.

And he caught up.

In an instant, the legs met together.

As expected, Liu Jiahui was irritated. His physical strength and age were not as good as Ding Xiu. The opponent came first, so he couldn't even exert force and kicked the cotton.

When Ding Xiu touched him, his calf almost cramped.

It wasn't over yet. Ding Xiu's legs wrapped around his calves, and then he bullied himself over, his body fell, and knelt on the ground with his legs.

After a breath of cold air, Liu Jiahui's mouth twitched, not caring about any moves or not, and slapped Ding Xiu with a backhand.

Ding Xiu had no hands and couldn't use his feet at this moment. He rolled back his body and avoided him.

Fuck!

Liu Jiahui stood up with his painful and numb feet and cursed in his heart.

My legs were shaking and I couldn't stand straight. How could I hit me?

Don't give up?

Yu Guang glanced at the side and said at least a dozen people were watching. There were so many people, it was difficult to get along if they were spread.

Otherwise, I'd better hold on for a few more times.

This time, Liu Jiahui continued to attack with the crane legs. Not to mention, his legs were elegant and agile, but he was a little older. In addition, he was negligent in martial arts practice, so he became more beautiful and less fierce and murderous.

After Ding Xiu played for a while, he determined Liu Jiahui's true level, he pushed his knees twice in a row and kicked his side, directly knocking down Lao Liu.

Walking forward, Ding Xiu stretched out his hand: "Master Liu, is it okay."

"It's okay." Grabbing his wrist, Liu Jiahui stood up and patted his butt: "I'm old. If I were young, you really might not be my opponent."

There are so many people who don’t say a few awesome words, they can’t get through today.

Ding Xiu didn't spoil him at all: "Why don't we practice again, I will..."

"Forget it, there is still work, let's go another day." Liu Jiahui quickly interrupted Ding Xiu.

He could see that if Ding Xiu had put in all his strength, he would not be able to walk for a round.

I don't know how this freak was practiced.

In the old society, it is not uncommon to be able to practice martial arts very strongly, because in order to survive and to make a name for themselves.

In modern society, there are a few young people who are willing to practice martial arts and stand up all day long. Even if they are willing, can their families agree?

If you study hard, you will take the civil service, teacher, doctor exam in the future, or work in a large company, which one is better than practicing martial arts?

You are practicing in the winter and in the summer. What are you trying to do? Will you be a security guard after returning from martial arts?

This is also the reason why many martial arts practiced for more than ten years and were reluctant to persist after making money, because there was no need.

Who can earn millions a year?

But Ding Xiu did it.

With his status, it’s not just a few million or tens of millions a year. With so much money, there is no need to practice martial arts.

You can't beat people, and you can't kill people.

There is no need to defend yourself. If you have the ability to practice martial arts, spend some money to hire a few bodyguards.

If you really encounter a bandit and someone is holding a troll, it will be useless no matter how high your martial arts are.

Ding Xiu bowed his fists and said, "Sorry, Master Liu, I thought you were joking before, but I didn't expect that your skills are all on Brother Zhao."

Sprinkle salt on the wound again.

Liu Jiahui said: "It is indeed on him. I suggest you find him to practice. Brother Zhao is much better than me."

Ding Xiu shrugged: "I have compared with him a few years ago."

Liu Jiahui widened his eyes: "What about the result?"

After Ding Xiu put his hands on him, he said lightly: "It's okay."

good?

Liu Jiahui buzzed. The strongest person in front of Ding Xiu was that the evaluation was okay.

No wonder he couldn't beat Ding Xiu, and even Zhao Zhilin couldn't beat it, he couldn't beat it normal.

"Unfortunately, Lao Zhao is old, if he can be younger than 20 years younger."

Ding Xiu shook his head and sighed.

The modern martial arts he saw, few masters, some of them are older.

Chuanwu really fell.

He has a kind of high place, a person's feeling of martial arts.

Seeing Ding Xiu's lonely eyes, Liu Jiahui's words stuck in his throat and could not speak or comfort him.

He can understand Ding Xiu.

With martial arts reaching his level, not to mention being invincible in the world, there are indeed few opponents. It should have been a proud thing, but because there is no opponent, it seems even more lonely.

I only have the technique of slaying dragons, but no dragons will be slaughtered for you.

"Oh!" patted Ding Xiu's shoulder, and Liu Jiahui limped to the chair beside him and sat down.

Ding Xiu's situation made him feel even more that it was right to give up martial arts at the beginning.

This industry really has no future.

How many years ago I could still be a dragon and tiger martial artist, who will be the one who will be the one who will be the one who will be the one who will be the one who will be the one who will be the one who will be the one who will be the one who will be the one who will be the one who will be the one who will be the one who will be the one who will be the one who will be the one who will be the one who will be the one who will be the one who will be the one who will be the one who will be the one who will

Even if you practice the best in the world, just like Ding Xiu, you are not alone and have no meaning at all.

Looking at Ding Xiu's back, Liu Jiahui sighed sadly.

"Brother Xiu, Teacher Liu, were you just competing?"

"No, let's talk."

"That kung fu is so handsome. Teacher Liu, can you teach me both ways?"

Several young martial arts soldiers came over to learn kung fu, but Liu Jiahui was a little confused. In his opinion, this industry has declined and few people have learned it.

"You guys look for Ding Xiu, he is awesome."

"Teacher Ding, can you teach me? It's just that whip leg."

"I'm sorry, my master's unique skills are passed down to girls but not men."

Liu Jiahui: "..."


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