"Wait a minute, look how Qin Wuyang came on stage." This time it was not Zhang Heng who changed the subject on purpose, but Qin Wuyang's behavior was too abnormal. According to the script, today's performance has nothing to do with Bajimen. When the retail investors finish their performance,
It is the turn of the people on the podium to take the stage. Regardless of whether there are spectators or not, the political task must still be completed.
Everyone immediately turned their attention, because as soon as Qin Wuyang came on stage, he pointed his gun at Yinglong and shouted: "Kung Fu, two words, one horizontal and one vertical, either standing or lying down, the competition between the two of us will
It’s not over yet!”
Although Zhang Heng's Chinese language is weak, Qin Wuyang understood what he said. The so-called kung fu actually consists of two characters: horizontal and vertical. Horizontal means lying down, and vertical means standing. Only those who stand are correct. Since ancient times, there has been no distinction in literature.
First, there is no second in martial arts. There are no failed masters, only standing kings! Just like the saying in modern martial arts: "All you do is kill, don't perform!"
"Okay, Master Yinglong, hurry up and accept the challenge!"
"Great, another fight between dragons and tigers!"
The audience shouted loudly, and Zhang Heng had no choice but to quickly explain to a few people, and then put on a Sichuan Opera mask and disappeared. It is not clear whether he made an excuse to run away.
In silence, Zhang Heng lurked beside Ying Long and said: "Fight, but you have to pay attention, Qin Wuyang's spear skills should be very powerful!"
The last time the two of them had a fight in the back alley of the square, they fought for hundreds of times, with no winner or loser, and were finally interrupted by Zhang Heng. It was this fighting video that started the martial arts craze in recent times.
"Yes!" Yinglong nodded, but asked one more question: "Are you giving 100% of your strength?"
"Full firepower, he is a respectable opponent. Holding back is an insult to him!" Zhang Heng said lightly, he has become more tactful in dealing with things recently. If he really didn't act tactfully, he should have killed Liu Kai yesterday.
.It is not as simple as breaking a leg. Humanity and sophistication are indispensable in life, but in pure kung fu, these twists and turns should not be included, and the victory or defeat should only be judged by combat power!
"Yes!" Yinglong didn't ask any more questions this time. He catapulted onto the stage with a lunge. His steps were a bow and spring step, which was flexible and explosive, while Qin Wuyang's steps were a chicken walk. He could move within a square inch and his explosive power was even greater.
Each shot was a critical hit. The two started fighting. The scene could only be described in two words, that is: "Fire!"
"Barbarian King!" At some point, the barbarians had gathered around, cleared the place, and brought a chair and a coffee table with tea and pastries on it!
Zhang Heng smiled bitterly, but did not refuse. He sat on the chair and picked up the tea bowl. But he threw the tea lid directly on the coffee table and drank it all in one gulp. It would be better to have a drink directly!
"Look. The owner of the Beast Fist Gym is back!" Those with sharp eyes have noticed it, and there was another commotion. He had already gained fans after his fight just now, and the effect has been achieved here. Needless to say, the martial arts gym
There will definitely be a short-term rapid increase in the number of applicants. Putting aside the issue of money, the more disciples, the stronger the martial arts gym is in disguise!
Zhang Heng smiled bitterly. He didn't want fans. Think about that talented Yang Zhan, who was being trained in space at this time. Once released, he would definitely be a beast. He might not be able to defeat Ying Long, but in terms of killing skills, Ying Zhan
The dragon is afraid that even if it flatters the horse, it will not be able to catch up.
At this time, Yinglong was confronting Qin Wuyang on the stage. Yinglong's Nine Dragon Rings were shaking wildly, and his left and right arms had eighteen rings each. This was originally influenced by Yu Ming, who wrapped his arms with iron chains to increase his combat effectiveness.
To resist the attack of weapons, but in reality it is inconvenient to have iron chains wrapped around the body at all times, so Yinglong uses the Nine Dragon Ring instead. This is the same weapon as Xiao Shi's duckweed knife, which is the most suitable weapon after improvement.
Qin Wuyang held a red cherry gun in both hands, and the head of the gun was wrapped in a piece of coarse cloth. Although he was looking for Yinglong to distinguish himself, it was not for killing people. At this point, Qin Wuyang was still bound by modern ideas. This kind of
If the scene were placed in the original space, it would be a life-and-death battle, and Zhang Heng was not good either.
Interference, but since Zhang Heng chose to show up at this time, it was to intervene when the battle between the two really escalated to a life and death battle. It was okay to be injured, but his life had to be saved. No matter who died, it would be a loss to Chinese martial arts. If the two of them were alive, it would be a loss.
Being able to teach a large number of disciples, and disciples passing on disciples, is a great merit!
The confrontation between the two had already lasted five minutes. If it had been anyone else, they would have erupted into loud boos. But at this time, the heat was overwhelming. There were thousands of people, but not a single boo was heard.
Everyone showed great qualities and knew that only by waiting enough can we get more intense and exciting fights.
"Buzz!" Qin Wuyang was the first to move. He didn't dare to make any excuses, let alone let his opponent make a move. His attitude towards martial arts was even higher than his life. He thrust out a spear in his hand. His style was completely different from Zhang Heng's. Inside
The skills he displayed surpassed Zhang Heng's. Zhang Heng's use of spears and spears was nothing more than trembling. He was just relying on strength. After all, he had no master and no inheritance. It was all imitated and learned.
Yinglong didn't dare to raise his arms. He raised his ape arm, which was larger than an ordinary man's, and faced it with a trembling nine-dragon ring. The gun and the ring hit each other. Because the head of the gun was wrapped in a coarse cloth, there were no bright sparks or even a sound, but the impact was
The sound struck the hearts of the audience, and cheers burst out all over the place. What does it mean to be a master? If you can attract cheers with just a random pose, then you are truly famous. If you can still make people faint with happiness.
, which means that becoming a god is not far away.
"Boom!" Yinglong's right arm suddenly exploded, and the nine steel rings entrenched at the wrist collided and spread all over the arm. He swung a semicircle and slapped Qin Wuyang's head fiercely.
Between satisfaction and dissatisfaction, he can be both violent and at ease!
Qin Wuyang follows the path of Baji Kaimen. The head, shoulders, elbows, hands, tail, hips, knees, and feet are all offensive weapons. The reputation of this discipline is not as high as that of Shaolin Wudang, but it is famous within the system.
According to legend, the bodyguards of Emperor Taizu, Chairman of the National Committee of the Communist Party of China, and other big shots were all masters of the Baji Sect, and were recognized as top-level actual martial arts within the system.
"Huo!" Qin Wuyang shouted loudly, as if Mr. Zhang was resurrected, and drove back the army with a roar. Using his gun as a stick, he also swung out a half-bow and blasted it forward, "Crack!", the gun body and the ring.
Fighting again, Ying Long was knocked back a step, while Qin Wuyang only took half a step back. It is impossible to judge from a high level. It is naturally impossible for masters to compete with each other like children fighting for strength. Skills and combat experience are the key to victory.
way.
"Your strength is indeed not as strong as mine!" Instead of being happy, Qin Wuyang's face looked a little more depressed, as if he had seen his future. Although he was only twenty-seven years old and in the prime of life, he would eventually grow old one day.
Although he didn't want to admit it, Yinglong was indeed at a higher level than him and was a senior in martial arts. Yinglong's body functions had declined, and he would never be able to escape this day.
But Yinglong said openly: "Although I am not as strong as you, your muscles and bones are not as strong as mine!"
The flames of war ignited, and the two of them attacked in unison. Qin Wuyang took a shocking step and directly locked the throat with a large spear in his hand, stabbing eighteen times in succession, all towards Yinglong's throat.
But instead of retreating, Yinglong took three steps forward while blocking and attacking at the same time. The spear and the armband were fighting each other. Such a scene was extremely rare. "Ha!" On the nineteenth impact, the spear tip was wrapped around him.
The coarse cloth suddenly burst open and rags flew. The two men did not pause for a moment and continued to fight in one spot.
The brave audience member climbed up to the stage and picked up the rag. He was shocked at the first sight. The cloth was not easy to cut with a knife, not to mention using his hands. This shows how powerful the two men fought.
This spectator's action actually attracted many imitators, as if these rags were treasures, they all climbed on stage to fight for it. The host took the microphone and shouted a reminder, but unexpectedly it had the opposite effect, even a bold audience behind was crowded.
Come up.
The masters exchanged blows, resulting in death or injury. No one else could intervene, and they couldn't even get close. Qin Wuyang and Wu Yang were so selfless in the fight that they didn't even care about the situation next to them. Finally, tragedy happened.
A strong man, probably because he was walking very fast, lowered his body and ran to pick up the largest strip of cloth in the center. Qin Wuyang just moved his feet and bumped into the strong man. He flew away, exaggerating, and flew away.
The strong man flew seven or eight meters upside down and fell into the audience.
"Honey, come out and see God!"
"Damn, is it so exaggerated?"
It was only then that everyone had an intuitive understanding of the power of the two, and the enthusiasm rose to another level.
Zhang Heng smiled helplessly, stood up and shouted: "No one is allowed to go on stage, and the audience on the side of the stage is also asked to step back. The two of them are still in the warm-up stage. When the fight starts, the entire stage will become a battlefield."
." Then he went to the rostrum and said: "If the table is damaged, please be patient with the organizer!"
Just as he was talking, Qin Wuyang suddenly dropped the big gun and stepped hard on the ground with his left foot. With a bang, the bluestone was cracked and a meter of dust rose up.
"It's outrageous. This level is just a warm-up. This damn thing is called real kung fu!"
"Retreat, retreat quickly!"
"Come here, someone has fainted again!"
The audience was in chaos, and it was even more intense than the two people fighting. They actually fainted again. The sun was blazing at this time, and the possibility of heat stroke was very high. Of course, it could also be because of being too excited. Anyway,
, the atmosphere is definitely enough, and it’s also off the charts.
"Ouch!"
Not to be outdone, Ying Long actually broke a stone slab with a single lunge. These stone slabs were no more than three fingers thick. According to Zhang Heng's estimation, by the end of the battle, there might not be a single intact stone slab left on the more than 100-square-meter platform.
"Humph!"
Qin Wuyang discarded the spear that he was not yet proficient enough to use with his arms and fingers, returned to his roots, and fired his breath. The warm-up was completed, and the battle had just begun!
ps: First chapter, there will be 10,000 more words today!