Chapter six hundred and eighty first fear of less fists...
"Brother Hua, is your old man's bodyguard any good? Why can't he defeat this guy?" Huang Junliang looked worried and couldn't help but ask.
"How do I know where this guy came from and his hands and feet are so powerful?" Zheng Hua said angrily.
"What are you dragging? If I hadn't told you in advance, I'm afraid if you went up, you would be slapped down." Huang Junliang muttered, looking at Gao Shaoyu who was beating him back and forth fiercely in the center of the courtyard, and couldn't help it.
There was admiration in his eyes.
Young people still fear the strong, especially in a family like the Huang family, where martial arts are deeply rooted in their roots. When I think of this cousin-in-law, who would dare to offend me in the Fourth Nine City, I can't help but
I was actually very excited.
Zheng Hua didn't have time to pay attention to Huang Junliang at this time, and looked ahead worriedly.
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"This kid's fists and kicks are amazing, what a pity." Ou Kaiyang couldn't help but say.
"What? You look down on us, the Huang family, for being rough." Huang Xue rolled her eyes and snorted in dissatisfaction.
"Madam, that's not what I meant." Ou Kaiyang immediately said with a smile. Although he was in awe of the power of the Huang family, Ou Kaiyang also truly loved Huang Xue. When he saw his beloved wife getting angry, he immediately reached out and put his arms around her waist.
"There are so many people, what are you doing?" Huang Xue's face turned red, and she couldn't help but slap her husband's hands, twisted her slim waist, and stepped away from him.
Ou Kaiyang looked at his wife, even though she had given birth to a son and a daughter, her figure was still so graceful and enchanting, especially her energy on the bed. It was really unforgettable. She couldn't help but feel a tremor in her heart. Suddenly she felt like someone was pinching her waist.
, I felt the pain in that area, couldn't help but change my face, and immediately came back to my senses.
"If you dare to think wildly, I won't let you go to bed for half a month." Huang Xue said in a low voice with a red face.
"Okay, okay, I will listen to Madam." Although Ou Kaiyang was in pain, he was still happy in his heart, knowing that his wife was not angry.
Over there, Gao Shaoyu and Liu Zhanchao punched each other fiercely, and each took three steps back. Both sides couldn't help but feel hearty, especially Gao Shaoyu, who felt that the yang energy in his body was transforming faster, and he fought with Liu Zhanchao.
This match was actually more painful than fighting the three captains of the Tenglong Brigade, Qian Kun, Gao Ming, and Yuan Chao.
"I lost." Liu Zhanchao suddenly said, all his fighting spirit gone. There was no look of disappointment on his face, but instead there was a deep sense of awe and respect for the strong.
Gao Shaoyu was startled, he didn't expect Liu Zhanchao to give up so quickly.
"Mr. Gao, your strength is better than mine. Your moves are exquisite and you have mastered the spirit of Xingyiquan. It seems that you rarely fight with others and you still lack some practical experience. But your progress is very fast. I was able to suppress you at first.
You, in the end, were suppressed by you, I think you have held back, otherwise I would have been defeated just now." Liu Zhanchao said solemnly, with a look of humility on his face, showing awe for a strong man.
"You're not bad either. You are so familiar with Taizu's Thirty-two Ways of Changquan. It seems that you have inherited the true essence of Changquan. Could it be that you have inherited the mantle of Patriarch Song Ping." Gao Shaoyu suddenly said
said with a smile.
"I didn't expect Mr. Gao to be able to tell based on my boxing skills that it is the true inheritance of Patriarch Song Ping." Liu Zhanchao was stunned for a moment, and suddenly felt like a horse meeting Bole. He wanted to sit down on the floor with Gao Shaoyu and have a chat.
Taizu Boxing was founded by Taizu of the Song Dynasty. It was once lost and was officially introduced to Cangzhou in the middle of Kangxi period of the Qing Dynasty. According to boxing records, a wandering monk fell ill on the streets of Cangzhou and was taken in by Song Gong and asked for medical treatment. After the monk recovered, he repaid Song Gong for his kindness.
He accepted his second son Song Ping as his disciple and taught him Taizu's boxing skills for six years. Song Ping became Taizu's Changquan, and the monk left his name as Shunyuan monk. Later generations respected him as the first ancestor of Taizu's clan Cangzhou.
Song Ping is naturally the second ancestor of Taizu Changquan in Cangzhou. Since then, Taizu Changquan has developed into a sect and has further developed. However, it has experienced wars and the destruction of modern culture, and there are fewer and fewer people.
After giving up the inheritance of martial arts, the real Taizu Changquan no longer exists, and many of them have been copied on the Internet and are regarded as third-rate boxing skills.
And how could the real Taizu Changquan be so flashy? Just look at Liu Zhanchao's Changquan, and he can fight Gao Shaoyu for so long, and you will know how powerful it is.
"The more I read, the more I understand." Gao Shaoyu chuckled. He had inherited cultural skills and naturally knew a lot about the historical inheritance from ancient times to the present.
"Liu Zhanchao, you haven't finished the fight yet, how can you admit defeat? No, you have to keep fighting." Zheng Hua lost all his grace at this time and immediately rushed forward and reprimanded loudly.
"Master Zheng, I just said that I am no match for Mr. Gao. His boxing skills and strength are far superior to mine. It will not help if we continue to fight." Liu Zhanchao frowned, but finally explained.
"How can we know the outcome when the horse still stumbles and the fight is not finished? Are there many examples of our ancestors in wars in which the weak defeated the strong?" Zheng Hua said in a clear-cut manner, but he could not escape a bit of nonsense.
inside.
"This?" Liu Zhanchao's face looked ugly. He had already given up, could he still let himself continue to fight? He couldn't help but want to scold Zheng Hua, you are shameless, and you are shameless too.
For a while, many people were whispering to each other. Except for some people who were obviously biased towards Zheng Hua or the Zheng family, most people believed that Gao Shaoyu had indeed won and there was no competition.
necessary.
Although Taizu repeatedly created examples in which the weak defeated the strong, everyone should not forget one thing. Although the overall strength was weak, we had enough numbers at the time, and the Japanese invaders who fought in wheel battles were naturally exhausted.
But now the competition is one-on-one. After fighting for so long, Gao Shaoyu fights longer and longer, and his strength is long. If the fight continues, there is almost no suspense that Liu Zhanchao will lose.
The competition is not like other competitions, the outcome can be seen in three or two minutes.
When martial arts prevailed in the Republic of China, some young boxers challenged the old boxers. Generally, the young boxers would lose with just three or two moves. This fight was based on experience and more importantly, the spirit of the boxer.
However, once a few moves fail to defeat a young boxer, many times the old boxer will take the initiative. This is why, in terms of experience, the latter is several times better than the former, but the most important thing is not experience. There is an old saying, boxing is afraid of fear.
Young and strong, fighting to the end is all about strength.
Gao Shaoyu's fists and feet are not weaker than Liu Zhanchao's, and his strength is even better than the latter's, so victory or defeat is already determined.
"Nonsense, if you lose, you lose. How can you admit defeat and continue to fight? I just saw it, Gao Shaoyu won this game." Suddenly a cold voice rang.
Zheng Hua couldn't help but wanted to scream angrily, but as he spoke, he suddenly heard clearly who made the voice. He couldn't help but shudder, and immediately turned around and responded respectfully: "Grandpa Huang, you said you won, then