Volume 1 [Birth Tiger Looking at Mountains and Mountains Without Edges] NO.26 Tiger Cub
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Mimic Tiger Boxing and other types of Mimic Tiger Boxing are rumored to have originated from Wuqinxi, but there is no way to prove it, so they can only be legends and cannot be taken seriously. There are two people who can confirm the origin, one is Zhang Zhongyi who lived in the 41st year of Jiajing. The other is
One is Lin Feihu in the first year of Shunzhi in the Qing Dynasty.
The former one is a great figure in the East China Sea who fought against the Japanese, and the latter one is one of the leaders of the green forests of the Huaihe River in Shandong Province. They are both wild and unattainable.
However, because people are divided into north and south, there are also southern tigers and northern tigers.
The Southern Tiger is versatile and sharp, with endless killing moves. The Northern Tiger is thick, strong, and violent. They all use killing to stop killing. However, in the 11th year of the Republic of China, Deng Tanhua and Liu Qingru compiled the Essentials of Chinese Martial Arts and summarized and improved the boxing techniques.
The northern tiger has much less killing momentum.
However, there are exceptions, and that is where the north and the south meet. The Weiyuan Hall of the Zhang family under the rule of Yangzhou Prefecture. On the left side of the hall is Shi Ma, the general, and on the right is Shi Yan, the prime minister.
When combined, it means that when a general comes out, a horse tramples a flying swallow.
These two stone statues were almost snatched away by the Japanese during the Anti-Japanese War, and they were saved after almost many twists and turns. Even in the most difficult years, the Zhang family survived. Today, they are no longer as beautiful as the stone statues.
Simple, but a kind of spiritual sustenance.
Although the Zhang family in Yangzhou is not as good as those powerful families, in the past history, most of them were generals and ministers with poor legs, and they have never been favored by the wealthy families. But they are more loyal, righteous and benevolent, and they have a good reputation in Huaijiang, south and Shandong.
However, the pseudo-tiger boxing practiced by the Zhang family of Weiyuantang is the southern tiger and the northern tiger that have not been modified and castrated.
Zhang Bi adjusted his breathing, all the muscles in his body were active, and he was extremely relaxed. He hung his shirt on the railing next to him, and the Kung Fu pants on his lower body were loosely tightened at the waist. However, Zhang Bi still wrapped a bandage around his waist, and then stood
In front of Xia Zhen, he stood in the field with an expressionless face.
Everyone in the warehouse secretly smacked their lips. They had never seen muscular men before. The bodybuilding champion's muscles were definitely much more developed than Zhang Ben's.
But the muscles of the bodybuilding champion, apart from making people feel like stones, don't have any sense of damage when they swell.
The huge triangle on Zhang Bi's back was very impressive. After the bandages were wrapped on both arms, some knowledgeable people immediately said: "Good guy, he is really a master."
An expert sees the door, and some details can be seen in detail.
Xia Zhen was stunned and a little puzzled: This guy is so talented.
It's like a man who sees a beautiful woman wrapped tightly and thinks it's the Taiping Princess Airport. But as soon as she takes off her clothes, the waves surge one after another, and it's difficult to grasp them with one hand, and it's expected to explode.
The face of the young man known as the Weasel changed, and someone next to him whispered in his ear: "Young Master Huang, this kid is definitely a master."
Two more young men smiled at him: "Silang, Xia Zhenzhen came well prepared today."
When Xia Zhen heard them talking, she couldn't help but curl her lips in her heart: I came prepared with a hammer, we just improvised and caught them, but I didn't expect that they were really masters.
Everyone present could feel the absolute confidence in Zhang Bi's eyes, coupled with the calmness and composure he stood there, there was an invisible aura that was influencing the minds of the gamblers for a moment.
"Weasel! You should hurry up! We are busy people, and we don't have the time to chat with you."
Xia Zhen was full of confidence at this time. Of course she knew that she was lucky enough to hit a treasure. She didn't expect that a small security guard, a student boy, could be a master, master, master.
"Alsileng, are you sure you can beat him?" The young man surnamed Huang turned his head seriously and asked a big man next to him. This big man was about 1.95 meters tall, strong and strong, and had bubble nails on his wrist guards.
He was naked from the waist up and covered with a warm blanket. He had very little hair and seemed to have been shaved this way on purpose.
"have no idea."
The big man answered honestly.
Alsleng is a Mongolian, and the Mongolian word means lion.
"I want you to win. If you win this game, you can choose any house in Baotou. I will also give you a big truck!"
The young man surnamed Huang stared at Alsleng here. The strong Mongolian man's expression became obviously excited. He looked at Zhang Bi who was motionless in the field with his eyes closed, and then nodded through gritted teeth: "Okay!"
"Fourth Young Master..." As Alslen slowly walked into the arena, a middle-aged man next to the young man named Huang whispered in his ear: "This kid...maybe he is a southern boxing master."
The young man surnamed Huang has no fighting experience. He will not understand what the grandmaster means. His eyes widened: "Grandmaster?!"
Zhang Bi's ears twitched. He had just held his breath and concentrated on sensing his surroundings. He could not hide the sounds that entered his ears. He also captured the conversation between the middle-aged man and the young man named Huang. Zhang Bi's heart trembled: Did he lose his sight? Could he be a master? No.
picture..
Zhang Bi opened his eyes and turned to look at the middle-aged man. When the man saw Zhang Bi looking at him, he nodded, then smiled slightly and shrank behind the young man named Huang.
"start!"
With an order, the surrounding area was cleared, and a huge circle was revealed as everyone retreated. Above their heads was a huge crane hook, surrounded by several incandescent lamps. The three discarded oil barrels inside were lit with bonfires. The whole scene
It's not as exciting as usual, it's quite quiet.
The people who came also wanted to see what kind of master Xia Guinong's precious daughter had picked up, and it actually made the fourth young master of the Huang family so nervous and restrained. This was not his style.
Xia Zhen yelled from behind, as if waving bills to seduce a bitch on the street, which made Zhang Ben angry.
Looking back and glaring at her, Xia Zhen was really startled. She shrank her hands and jumped back. Then she felt that it shouldn't be done and immediately shouted again: "Man, hurry up, we have to take you back."
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With these words, the tense atmosphere suddenly disappeared without a trace.
Alsleng is a lion, with a huge height advantage, terrifying muscle strength, and Mongolian wrestling skills. When walking, his lower body is stable. No matter how you look at it, Zhang Bi is at a disadvantage.
The distance between the two was about five meters. At five meters, Alsleng stopped taking a step forward. Instead, he slowly bent over. To be precise, he leaned forward and stretched out his hands in the shape of virtual claws.
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The left foot is slightly forward and the sole of the right foot is touching the ground. This is to exert force!
Zhang Ben's eyes narrowed, and he secretly praised in his heart: Good guy, this Mongolian man can actually know Shandong sumo wrestling!
This is the starting point of sumo wrestling in Shandong and Hebei. It is different from the big devil of Japanese sumo. This technique relies more on the advantage of strength to destroy the opponent, which is very powerful.
Zhang Ben's right hand is turned into a claw, and his left hand is held empty, and it's hard to tell what his posture is.
Just when the atmosphere is stagnant, this is an opportunity node, a skill opportunity, and no one can let it go.
Alsleng was like a lion, accelerating suddenly, with huge force and impact. Even if its mass of more than two hundred kilograms hit a cow, it would collapse and fall apart.
Every step was so solid that the floor vibrated with bang bang.
Zhang Bi hasn't moved yet, but those with some discerning eyes can see that Zhang Bi has actually moved. His left hand has also turned into a claw shape, and his body has sunk more than three inches.
"Ouch!!!!"
Alsleng is a raging lion whose momentum has reached its peak. He has killed thirty-two opponents in a row in this scrap car yard, which is considered a small achievement in Zhonghai City.
Last time, Xia Zhen's ribs were directly broken and his left arm was dislocated. It was very brutal.
Just when everyone thought Zhang Bi was about to be killed, Zhang Bi shrank down, as if he was halfway down a squat.
Alslen's left arm had already been waved out. He wanted to overthrow Zhang Bi with one palm, then control him on the ground to win.
Generally speaking, ordinary people will fall into this trap because Alsleng is too tall. At 1.95 meters tall, he is absolutely condescending. His wingspan, strength, strength, and weight are all absolute advantages.
"ha!!!"
Zhang Bi roared loudly, and the whole warehouse buzzed. Xia Zhen, who was close to him, felt his ears buzzing. Before he could cover his ears, he saw Zhang Bi's claws clasping Alsleng's back.
The muscles of the waist and the whole body are tense, and the whole body exerts strength.
At this moment, everyone's eyes widened, and the young man named Huang cursed: "Fuck his bitch!!"
Alsleng's huge body was instantly lifted above his head by Zhang Ben and then pushed back. With a bang, Alsleng's head hit the floor behind Zhang Ben.
Zhang Bi jumped up from the ground like a carp, and then patted the dust on his body. Alsleng on the ground had already fainted.