"It looks like a soft tissue injury." The forensic doctor took a look and said.
"Then how do such injuries usually occur?" Wang An then asked.
"This kind of injury may be caused by external force, collision, or squeezing the same position for a long time."
"Has the cause of his death been determined?"
"It's hard to say without an autopsy, but based on the condition of the deceased, it is initially determined that he died of cerebral infarction."
"Cerebral infarction? Myocardial infarction, intercepting pulse fist?" Wang An immediately thought of the intercepting pulse fist.
"Is it possible to cause a cerebral infarction if I hit this position hard?"
The forensic doctor was stunned when he heard this question, and stared at that position and thought carefully for a while.
"Some people have plaques on the inner walls of their carotid arteries. These plaques are usually not a problem, but once they fall off, they will flow with the arterial blood to the human brain and form in places where some blood vessels are relatively narrow.
Blockage, leading to cerebral infarction.
So the possibility you mentioned is possible, but the deceased looks to be no more than thirty years old, so the possibility of arterial vascular plates is not very high. Everything still needs to be done through autopsy before drawing a conclusion."
An autopsy requires the consent of the family members. Liu Ming's family members haven't come yet, so the results of the autopsy will definitely not be seen today.
Wang An had been thinking about Jie Mai Quan on the way out of the funeral parlor.
What does this kind of boxing look like, and how should you deal with it if you encounter someone who is proficient in this kind of boxing in the future?
After getting in the car, he did not leave immediately, but continued to think in the car. He thought of three ways.
Use offense instead of defense, strike first to be stronger, let the opponent get to the bottom first. There is a saying that the best defense is offense. Or you can rely on flexible footwork and body dodge. As long as you don't get hit by him, it will be natural.
Nothing will happen.
There is another way - horizontal training. By practicing kung fu such as Golden Bell Shield and Iron Cloth Shirt, you can improve your body's ability to resist blows to an astonishing level to resist this kind of boxing. In the end, it can be summed up in two words - hard
anti.
The third method of horizontal training requires special practice methods. He can try the first two methods now.
"Well, go back and think about it carefully."
After leaving the funeral parlor, he drove directly back to his residence.
Back in the house, he sat at the table and took out a black notebook. It looked ordinary, but it contained some of his experiences and thoughts. In his opinion, this notebook was the most precious thing in the whole room.
After pondering for a long time, he wrote two words in his notebook.
fast, force,
Fast, the only martial arts in the world that cannot be broken is fast. Fast, you can attack and defend, advance and retreat.
Power, one power can defeat ten groups, one power can defeat all laws.
Moreover, the two are independent and connected. Speed can be converted into power and vice versa. You can choose one of the two methods first, or go hand in hand.
While Wang An was deep in thought, the courtyard door was pushed open by Li Xinzhu.
"I'm coming." The person shouted into the house while still in the yard.
After entering the house, I walked outside Wang An's house and knocked on the door. Then the door opened a crack, and I saw Wang An sitting at the desk through the crack in the door.
"What are you doing, studying?"
"I'm thinking about something."
"what is the problem?"
"The only martial arts in the world that is fast is invincible. Why? What is the principle and how to do it?"
"Why?" Li Xinzhu asked subconsciously.
"I thought of an explanation. For the same mass, the faster the speed, the greater the momentum and the greater the kinetic energy."
"Momentum, kinetic energy, what the hell?"
Li Xinzhu's eyes were a little dazed at this time, and three question marks already appeared in his mind.
"Momentum is the product of mass and velocity, and kinetic energy is one-half the product of the object's mass and velocity squared."
A circle of question marks has appeared on Li Xinzhu's head.
"Who am I and what am I doing here?"
"So, this statement actually makes sense. How can we be fast enough? We must have enough power to provide power and enough reaction power to control the body.
You need a strong enough body and enough skills..." Wang An continued.
Li Xinzhu's mouth was slightly open, his eyes were blank and lost focus.
"Are you listening to me?"
Huh? Li Xinzhu shivered and managed to regain his consciousness. Then he took a deep breath, then stretched out his hands and rubbed his face twice to wake himself up.
"I won't disturb you anymore. I'm going to buy a bottle of vinegar from the canteen outside."
"Vinegar, why are you buying vinegar?"
"Refreshing!"
"Well, what's the principle? It's available in the kitchen?" Wang An was startled when he heard this.
"Don't mention the principles to me, don't talk to me, you're busy, I won't bother you!"
Li Xinzhu turned around and left, striding like flying, turned right when he went out, and bumped into the table outside with a clang, ah, a scream.
"Slow down, are you still sick?"
"Which one of us is sick?!" Li Xinzhu rushed out in a hurry. After leaving the yard for a long time, he stopped and took several deep breaths.
"What the hell, momentum, kinetic energy! Isn't this a mental illness?"
When Li Xinzhu came back from outside with a bottle of wine, Wang An had already started practicing in the yard. He didn't throw any punches and just practiced footwork in the yard.
Sometimes it’s Tai Chi’s footwork, sometimes it’s Xingyi’s footwork,
When he heard Li Xinzhu coming in, he raised his head and glanced at him, then his body sank, and he rushed towards him, like an arrow from a string, he was in front of him in an instant, followed by a gust of wind blowing in his face.
Li Xinzhu was stunned, and when he lowered his head, he saw that Wang An's palm was already on his chest.
"What are you doing?" Li Xinzhu asked after coming back to his senses.
"How do you feel? Was it fast enough just now?"
"Quick, quick, I, I shouldn't be able to react. Xingyiquan has a saying that "the courage is like the sound of the wind, and the ups and downs are like arrows." The energy you showed just now is very similar." Li Xinzhu thought.
He thought about it.
"It's still close. It's not coherent enough. There was a pause just now." Wang An shook his head.
He has already entered the Tai Chi practice and is quite proficient in it, but when he walked straight ahead, he also used the Xingyi Quan footwork, which makes him a little unfamiliar.
"This is not coherent enough. I didn't see any pause on your part. You rushed over like a gust of wind."
"Hey, didn't you go buy vinegar? Why did you buy a bottle of wine?" Wang An looked at the wine box in his hand.
"Wine is about the same as vinegar."
"almost?"
"Stop, it's just a joke. I'm going into the house to look at the paintings. You can practice slowly here." After saying that, Li Xinzhu walked into the house.
"Has that person been found?"
"No, Hu'an is so big, how can it be so easy to find someone?" Li Xinzhu waved his hand.
"How about going to Baihe Mountain to see it?"
"Well, what do you mean?" Li Xinzhu was stunned after hearing this and stared at Wang An in confusion.
"Yesterday, my first friend who came to Hu'an died unexpectedly. I went to see the body today. The wound reminded me of Jeet Mai Quan. The place where he died was in Baihe Mountain."