Roaring, yelling, and screaming during a fight are sometimes inappropriate because shouting loudly will disrupt the breathing rhythm and will discourage you. If you are discouraged, you will lose your strength.
People who are really good at kung fu basically don't beep when they move their hands. They focus on holding their breath and strike with all their strength to knock down the opponent instantly.
Of course, if you know the legendary "Lion's Roar Kung Fu" and can knock people down with just one roar, that's another matter.
The purpose of a fight is to knock the opponent down and subdue him. Most of the victory or defeat can be decided in an instant. It's like fighting for three days and three nights in martial arts novels. Just watch and it's fun.
Li Xinzhu knocked down two people in an instant, and Yang Xianhua's face was so gloomy that water could drip from his face.
"This, this is not possible. Director Yang, this is your disciple. You have a good reputation and your teaching skills are not good. You have to teach them something serious!"
The abilities of these two people disappointed Li Xinzhu. He set his sights on Yang Xianhua. The two just now were just appetizers at best, but the one in front of him was the real one. He subconsciously turned on the mocking mode.
"Are you here to cause trouble?" Yang Xianhua gritted his teeth, his eyes were as fierce as a jackal, he secretly moved his palms and shrugged his shoulders a few times.
"You have to understand that it was you who made the first move. Don't complain first." As he said this, Li Xinzhu had already begun to accumulate strength and was ready to launch an attack at any time.
"Wang An, I remember you. You also learned Tai Chi in my martial arts school." Yang Xianhua turned to look at Wang An.
"Yes, I have met the curator several times." Wang An said calmly. After several contacts with Yang Xianhua, he no longer had any good impression of this man. Not to mention his skill level, his character was too poor.
"Do I have a problem with you? Why can't you get along with me? Why do you all have a problem with me? Why?" Yang Xianhua became obviously emotional as he spoke. The expression on his face first became angry, and then became ferocious.
"Are you going crazy? Do you want me to call an ambulance for you? How many people have been harmed by what you did? Are you justified in killing people?" Li Xinzhu said coldly.
"Who did I kill? She committed suicide and had nothing to do with me. She was just a cousin. Why are you pretending to be noble? She just wanted to extort money, so I gave it to her!
What does this matter have to do with you? Do you know her mother, or is she your mother?"
"Hsinchu, come on, beat him up." Wang An's eyes turned cold after hearing this.
"okay!"
Li Xinzhu stepped forward, his body and mind collapsed, and he attacked hard.
Yang Xianhua used Tai Chi to parry, and his Tai Chi Cloud Hands rotated and removed Li Xinzhu's punch, but the second punch was already coming, one punch after another.
Xingyiquan, fast forward and fast, like a violent storm.
Yang Xianghua kept making circles with his hands. He was already angry. Tai Chi looked full of anger and not so smooth.
There is nothing beautiful about the fight between two people, it is not as elegant and elegant as in action movies.
Li Xinzhu's boxing technique is simpler. He progresses, breaks his fist, and is blocked. He rushes away directly, then advances, and then hits, step after step. He rushes forward fiercely.
Yang Xianhua used Tai Chi Cloud Hands to parry, and he was able to block two blows at first. However, Li Xinzhu's punches were getting faster and faster, and he couldn't resist anymore. He was so angry that he started to panic.
Two punches landed on the ground, one on the chest and one on the abdomen. With a thud, Yang Xianhua took three steps back and bumped into a car with a clang.
"You're not very good at this!" Li Xinzhu's words were like stabbing someone in the face and then adding a handful of salt to their wounds.
Yang Xianhua was so jealous that he took off his outer coat and threw it away. Seeing that he was about to fight Li Xinzhu, Li Xinzhu not only showed no fear on his face, but actually became more excited.
Bang, there was a crisp sound from the ground.
Yang Xianhua stomped his feet on the ground and rushed towards Li Xinzhu. His boxing technique changed instantly, from the soft and gentle one to the fierce one.
The Three Emperors Cannon Beating is also a hard-hitting skill.
The two people are now facing each other head-on.
In his rage, Yang Xianhua did not take any cover and only attacked but not defended. Looking at this, he wished he could have beaten Li Xinzhu to death on the spot.
The same is true for Li Xinzhu. Since he developed his straight strength, he can only hit sandbags and cannot let go and hit people. Now he finally has the opportunity to find someone who is similar to him.
Bang, bang, bang,
The two fists either collided or landed on each other.
As the saying goes, you don't hit someone in the face, but Li Xinzhu punched Yang Xianhua on the cheek twice in succession. His nose was bruised and his face was swollen, and his originally handsome face was immediately disfigured.
Yang Xianhua didn't care and kept beating him like crazy.
After a moment, Yang Xianhua suddenly jumped away, raised his hand to wipe away the nosebleed, put his right hand into his trouser pocket, scratched it twice quickly, and then quickly reached it out again...
"You can't beat the crotch grabber, you're really disgusting!" Li Xinzhu said disdainfully.
At this time, Yang Xianghua had already rushed over, with a fierce momentum, punches like cannons, and the three emperors' cannons beat him.
wrong!
Wang An kicked hard, and the man suddenly arrived in front of him, stopped Yang Xianhua, raised his hand to hold down his arm, and caught his punch.
He easily dispelled the oncoming force, and then with a lift, Yang Xianghua turned his body consciously, raised his hand and pushed, Yang Xianhua flew out, and crashed into a car with a clang.
The whole process was very relaxed, just like an adult playing with a child.
He has been pushing rocks weighing more than 4,000 kilograms these days. Pushing a person weighing 1,670 kilograms is not like playing.
"What are you doing? I can deal with this guy!" Li Xinzhu was stunned when he saw this.
Wang An didn't say anything, stepped forward, grabbed Yang Xianhua's right hand and twisted it.
"Look what this is?"
Li Xinzhu looked around and saw that Yang Xianhua actually wore a black finger tiger on his right hand. It was very delicate and could not be seen without looking carefully in this dark night.
If this thing hits the body, it will be quite painful, and it can even break a person's bones directly.
When he put his hand into his trouser pocket just now, Wang An felt something was wrong. Anyone who would put his hand into his trouser pocket during a fight must have something wrong. If he looked carefully, Yang Xianhua had an extra finger on his hand.
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"Wang An, why the hell do you always oppose me? I am your master after all!"
"I did learn something from you, but I can't call you a master. Besides, your moral character is really bad!"
Yang Xianhua struggled hard, but Wang An turned and twisted his hand, causing a sharp pain. He immediately became calmer, and his body was still heaving violently.
"Let me go and forget about it. I will never cause any trouble to you in the future." Yang Xianhua suddenly apologized.
"Hey, your face turns so fast, but I can't believe your words at all! You are such a scumbag," Li Xinzhu said.
"I'm telling the truth."
"In this case, I will record a video for you and you will say it again."
"I'll fuck you!" Yang Xianhua suddenly stood up, bent his arms, and raised his elbow to hit Wang An's throat.
Wang An raised his hand and pressed, and the elbow was instantly held down by him. With a slight exertion, Yang Xianhua's whole body was pressed against a car next to him, unable to move, just like a naughty child being held down by an adult.
He raised his hand and hit several parts of his back with his fist bones, and then released him.
"Let's go!"
By this time, there were already a lot of people nearby, gathered around and pointing.
"Ah, are you leaving now?" Li Xinzhu was obviously still a little reluctant.
Wang An dragged him, and the two of them got into the car and left.
"Why, why should we leave? I haven't fought enough yet!?"
"With so many people watching, there is no point in fighting him. Do you want to kill him?" Wang An wrote lightly.
"No way is it possible, I just want him to make a fool of himself in public. The bad things he did, if it is not illegal to kill people, I want to kill him directly.
Even if he points his finger at a tiger in a fight, why doesn't he use a knife? This guy is too insidious." Li Xinzhu said harshly.
"He doesn't use a knife because he didn't bring it. If he had brought it, he would definitely use it. I noticed that your anger has increased a lot." Wang And said, "Do you still have nightmares at night?"
"I still dream about the two of them, but I'm not afraid anymore. I even slapped the evil spirit twice, but he didn't react at all. I'm thinking about whether to practice boxing with it in my dream." Li Xinzhu was driving.
Said aside.
"Furthermore, I am not being vindictive. I am seeking justice. Those scum must be punished."
"Well, your sense of justice surprises me a little. Seeing how violent you are today, I thought you were sick again," Wang And said.
"Did you have anything to say when you were fiddling with it just now? I looked at it as if it was very relaxed and freehand, and it knocked Yang Xianhua away."
"Actually, there are only two words: strength and skill." Wang An said simply.
"If you are strong enough, with tens of thousands of kilograms of strength in your body, and can pull up weeping willows like Monk Hua, then you can hit people no matter who they are, punch them one by one, catch them and throw them away, no matter who can stop them, this is called a
Strengthen the ten levels.
Many masters in history have that kind of natural supernatural power. Since ancient times, they have been able to build up their strength by lifting stone locks. However, many martial arts nowadays place too much emphasis on routines and ignore the training of strength.
As for skills, they allow you to give full play to your various abilities. If you have fifty kilograms of strength, you can produce a hundred kilograms of effects. This is skill, and the strength you practice is a profound skill.
To put it bluntly, this is real Kung Fu. There is also the most famous four-liang move of a thousand catties. However, if you want to move a thousand catties, you must at least have a strength of more than a hundred catties. Otherwise, you will not be able to move a thousand catties at all and you will be crushed directly.
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During this period of time, Wang An practiced pushing stones at home, and gained some experience and insights in practicing Qigong.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, what you said does make sense. I have learned a lot from you."
"Drive carefully, watch the road, and don't hold the steering wheel with one hand. You are speeding."
"Hey, aren't you angry when you look at Yang Xianhua?" Li Xinzhu turned to look at Wang An and asked in confusion.