Generally speaking, when a martial artist reaches a certain level, he will have the intention of accepting a disciple. When Lin Yang saw that he was a martial arts prodigy, he had a slight desire to become a disciple. He thought, if I teach him what I know, what will happen to these three people?
There will be great achievements within this year!
Although Lin Yang accepted Xiaozheng, Keke and Gu Feifei as his disciples, it was only a good move. Although the three of them were smart, they could never inherit Lin Yang's legacy. Lin Yang had to find a disciple with excellent physique for this skill.
It is unacceptable for people to accept it.
Lin Yang was thinking in his mind, and the man was already staring at Lin Yang with wide eyes, "Friend, what do you do?" His tone was quite impolite.
The student who suffered a loss under Lin Yang immediately shouted: "Captain, this man just attacked me and hurt my hand!" He raised his hand, the back of his hand was slightly red, but there was no other difference.
He felt strange and itchy at the moment. He was extremely afraid that he had been caught in some serious plot by Lin Yang.
After hearing what his companion said, the man said angrily: "Friend, how can you hurt someone?" He took a step forward, as if he was going to do it. Lin Yang stayed put and looked at him with a half-smile. If he took action rashly,
Lin Yang will give up the idea of accepting disciples.
Although he might not be able to hold back his anger in Lin Yang's case, all masters would be demanding, and Lin Yang was no exception. He hoped that his first true disciple would be better than himself, no matter in terms of physical fitness.
Whether it’s personality or character, it must be the best choice.
The student known as the captain stood in front of Lin Yang. At 1.87 meters tall, he was half a head taller than Lin Yang. Lin Yang raised his head, and their faces were almost touching.
The burly student stared at Lin Yang fiercely, "You hit my classmate, tell me what to do!"
Lin Yang blinked and asked him, "I beat your classmate, what do you want to do?"
The strong student looked stunned and said angrily: "Then I'll punch you too!" Although he clenched his fists, he didn't make a move, obviously holding back his anger.
Lin Yang admired from the bottom of his heart and said in his heart, I want to see how long you can endure it, "Oh, you want to hit me, then why don't you do it?"
The strong man's eyes suddenly opened, "Okay! Come with me!"
After saying that, he turned around and walked inside. Lin Yang pulled Gu Feifei and said, "Feifei, they didn't accept you into the martial arts association last time. Let's see big brother help you vent your anger!"
Gu Feifei was overjoyed, "Master is so kind!" She happily followed Lin Yang inside.
The strong man was walking into a venue, which was paved with pine floors and had many punches and palm moves hanging on the walls. The strong student stopped in the middle and said angrily: "Friends, let's talk about things.
It makes sense. If you hit my friend, he must be a master in martial arts, so let's compare and compete until the point is reached. If you lose, apologize to my classmate and pay for his medical expenses. If I lose, forget it.
We’re not good enough, so if we suffer from our friends, it’s in vain, what do you think?”
Lin Yang nodded and said with a smile: "What a great idea! But I heard that there is a martial arts master hired as a coach in your venue. I wonder where he is?"
The brawny student sneered, "Our teacher is resting in the back room. If you want to see him, you must defeat me first to be eligible!"
Lin Yang smiled and said, "Okay, but I won't fight with others easily. If you fight me, we have to win. Are you willing?"
The strong man said angrily: "If you want to fight, fight. What kind of reward do you want?"
Lin Yang laughed and said, "You are really unreasonable. You want to fight with me. If you don't give me any benefits, why should I fight with you?"
The strong man frowned and said, "Friend, you hurt my friend. I compete with you to give you a chance. Otherwise, I would have beaten you to the ground a long time ago. You think I am afraid of you!"
Lin Yang sighed, "People nowadays are getting more and more outrageous. They are obviously asking for trouble themselves, but they blame it on me. Well, just hit me!" Lin Yang stood with his feet spread out and faced Zhuang Zhuang.
Han smiled and said, "Big man, what's your name? I'll knock you down later, so you won't have a chance to say it."
The brawny student sneered repeatedly, "Don't talk big words yet, I am Fang Zhenbei, and I will use the Fuhu Fist passed down from my family to follow my friends!"
"I am Lin Yang. Since you use the Fuhu Fist, I will fight you with a set of fitness long fists that many people know." Lin Yang said calmly.
Fang Zhenbei opened his eyes wide and fought himself with the Chang Fist. The Chang Fist is learned in many college physical education courses, that is, it is just a show. He actually wanted to fight himself with the Chang Fist. He was surprised at first, and then turned to anger.
, "Friend, if you look down on me, I will give you two more punches!"
Lin Yang walked towards him, "Okay, I'll wait!"
With a tiger's roar, Fang Zhenbei rushed over with a single step. He jumped more than six meters away and was in front of Lin Yang. He punched out with his right fist. This move was the Fuhu Fist.
"Hitting Tiger and Flying Thunder" in "Hitting Tiger and Flying Thunder". The punching force is composed of a flying character and a thundering character. When punching, the person flies into the air and the force is like thunder, so it is called "Hitting Tiger and Flying Thunder".
Lin Yang had the illusion that what was rushing towards him was a huge tiger with an overwhelming momentum. Although the moves were not very clever and the internal energy in the fists was very weak, Lin Yang couldn't help but praise it.
With a flash of his body, Lin Yang had already moved to the right side of Fang Zhenbei. He pushed his shoulder with his right palm. Fang Zhenbei staggered and almost fell down. But he was very stable at the foot and stabilized himself after a few steps.
, looked at Lin Yang in surprise.
Lin Yang hooked his hand again, "Fang Zhenbei, although your pounce was powerful and accurate in direction, you lost flexibility in the later stages. You used all your strength and had no way out. This is a taboo for warriors.
Unless one day you become steel and iron, you must leave room for beating people."
Fang Zhenbei's heart was shocked. He was already very smart in martial arts. After hearing this, his mind immediately became more active. He thought for a moment. He roared again and rushed towards Lin Yang, using the same move of hitting the tiger and flying thunder.
But this time, Fang Zhenbei's strength was weakened by three points. Lin Yang still dodged, but Fang Zhenbei immediately kicked sideways, tilted his body and punched Lin Yang on the right shoulder.
Lin Yang dwarfed, held his arm with his right hand and swung it. Fang Zhenbei's body was thrown up more than two meters high with a "whoosh". Fang Zhenbei's body straightened in mid-air, and his feet hit the ground with a "bang".
On the ground, he was steady and didn't even fall.
Lin Yang smiled and said: "Look, you can only punch, but you can't use force. If I had added a little more strength just now, you would have been thrown to pieces by me!"
Without saying a word, Fang Zhenbei rushed over again and punched all the twenty-four Fuhu Fist styles. Every time Lin Yang hit him, he would suffer a little bit. The strange thing was that Fang Zhenbei
The original anger had completely disappeared, and instead he became more and more excited as he fought, as if he was not the one who suffered the loss at all.
The teammates watching around couldn't sit still, "Captain! Come on, don't lose to him!" Their expressions were anxious and angry. If the team members lose, the reputation of the Wushu Association will plummet. Even a risk-taker
If the outsiders who come out can’t beat me, who will come to learn from me?