The third sister is tall and slender, with picturesque eyebrows and the charm of her youth is vaguely visible.
When Su Yi saw her, he couldn't help shaking his head and sighing.
"Why did Mr. Geng sigh?" the third sister asked with a half-smile.
"Actually, Third Sister, you should be singing and doing fights on the stage instead of fighting with people in the audience." Su Yi said, "This is not suitable for you."
"Whether it's suitable or not is up to Mr. Geng!" The third sister sneered, "I am a Baguazhang from a well-known family. Mr. Geng, my Bagua skills are dark and my fists are blind. If I offend you, please bear with me."
"If you can hit me, I lose." Su Yi said with a smile.
"You are not ashamed to speak!" The third sister's eyes suddenly became sharp. She kicked her feet in all directions, and arrived in front of Su Yi in a few seconds. She pointed like a knife and stabbed Su Yi's eyes viciously. She was extremely fast and furious!
Once the kung fu is released, you will know whether it is there or not.
This trick of flying geese out of the crowd is the most common move in Baguazhang, but it was executed in a cunning and vicious style by the third sister, which shows her skill.
Moreover, this woman's Baguazhang is different from ordinary people. People say that Bagua is poisonous, but the poison is obvious. But the third sister's Baguazhang is insidiously poisonous.
Su Yi responded with the "Qin Qiong Guarding" move in the Baji Fist. The third sister's palm was pushed aside, and the silent kick was kicked back by Su Yi's calf.
The third sister used two moves at the same time! The swan geese came out of the group in the light, and the hidden legs kicked in the dark.
Both are practical moves, and both moves are very sharp and quick.
But he was blocked by Su Yi's move.
The third sister was blocked and pushed by Su Yi, and she suddenly became a side-to-side enemy. She simply used a giant snake move to flip over and hit Su Yi hard with her shoulder.
Su Yi held down her shoulders almost as she took off, preventing her from moving. At the same time, he lowered his left hand to block the third sister's silent palm from under her arm.
"ah!"
After being blocked for two consecutive rounds, the third sister had the idea of refusing to admit defeat. She shouted softly and reached out to grab Su Yi's wrist. As soon as Su Yi dodged, she suddenly got up and launched a beautiful roundhouse kick towards Su Yi's face.
Su Yi not only refused to retreat, but suddenly stepped forward, exhaled from his mouth, and hit the third sister's abdomen with both palms as if crossing the forest and crossing the river.
In this palm, Su Yi only used two parts of his strength. This is also the most common move in Baguazhang - pushing the window open and looking at the moon.
The third sister was in mid-air, and the palm hit her hard, and her whole body was immediately thrown away.
Fortunately, Su Yi didn't hurt anyone. She had time to adjust her posture in mid-air. After shedding most of her strength and landing on the ground, she supported the ground with her hands. Her whole body bounced lightly, and then she shot towards Su Yi again.
This time she lowered her body very low, and before she could reach him, she suddenly fell over, her feet were like scissors, and she violently attacked Su Yi's lower body.
Bang bang bang!
But every kick she kicked was kicked back by Su Yi.
With the last kick, Su Yi's toes stopped just a few inches between the third sister's eyebrows. Both parties in the fight suddenly stopped as if their acupuncture points had been tapped.
Su Yi smiled and took back his feet and said: "I accept."
The third sister stood up, bit her lip, and gave Su Yi a fist with a complicated expression: "Master Geng, it's my class that is doing something wrong. Thank you for your mercy."
Su Yi smiled in return, and the third sister turned around and left quickly.
The white-faced boy who was watching the battle became very embarrassed. He hugged Su Yi and hurried away.
Wow!
The sisters-in-law who were watching on the second floor all dispersed, and the faint sound of voices floated down.
"Do you see clearly?"
"The gap is too big, the third sister didn't even find out her background..."
"It's hanging this time..."
Su Yi didn't seem to hear anything. With a smile on his face, he walked up the stairs step by step and arrived at the second floor.
As soon as he came out of the stairs, Su Yi saw an old man with a white face and no beard, waiting there with a group of frail people in robes who looked like old-time scholars.
"Mr. Geng!" the leader of the old man said with a smile, "My surname is Rui, and the auspicious sign is Rui. On behalf of the Jinlou Accounting Department, I welcome you!"
He said hugging his fists.
Su Yi returned the greeting without saying a word.
"In my early years, I went north with my boss. I was fortunate enough to be a disciple of Mr. Guo Yunshen, and I learned a few tricks of Xingyi. If you don't play well, I would like to ask Mr. Geng to give it a try." Mr. Rui smiled and put on a show.
"please!"
Su Yi said.
Mr. Rui's smile faded and he paced tentatively forward. At a certain moment, he suddenly stepped forward and fired a cannon punch straight towards him. This punch was fierce and domineering, expressing the essence of Xingyiquan.
It can be seen that Mr. Rui's Xingyiquan is quite advanced.
But it's not as good as Ma San, how can it threaten Su Yi?
Su Yi swayed lightly, and in the next second, his fist stopped in front of Mr. Rui's face.
Mr. Rui froze, broke away from Su Yi, and struck Su Yi severely with a whip.
But Su Yi took a step further and lifted Mr. Rui's elbow to neutralize his attack. At the same time, his other fist stayed in front of Mr. Rui again.
Mr. Rui roared and took three steps back. With his body fully drawn like a bow, he punched out fiercely!
This punch comes from the center of the chest and abdomen. It is short and powerful, like a collapsing arrow piercing the heart. It is Guo Yunshen's famous stunt - the half-step collapsing fist!
The power of this punch made even Su Yi slightly moved.
The fact that the old man can deliver this punch shows that the sword is still young.
But there are no eggs.
If Gong Baosen, or even Gong Er, had delivered this punch, Su Yi would have avoided the impact temporarily.
Mr. Rui is obviously not among them.
Su Yi stepped on the Bagua Step and came closer again, blocking Mr. Rui like a wall.
He was like a ghost, and Mr. Rui couldn't hold back his strength at all. He suddenly hit Su Yi's iron tower-like body, and his whole body was bounced back. He staggered a few steps before stopping.
Mr. Rui's eyes widened with anger, he raised his fist and was about to charge forward again, but he held back.
He froze for a moment, then suddenly let out a long breath and laughed.
"I can't do three punches. Mr. Geng took pity on my old age and gave me three moves. If I don't know what's right, I'll be shameless." Mr. Rui smiled and cupped his hands, "Mr. Geng, the southern climate is good for people, you might as well stay here more often."
Let me live in Jinlou for a few days so that I can fulfill my duties as a landlord."
"Thank you for your kindness." Su Yi smiled and held his hand.
"The road in the rivers and lakes is dangerous, I wish you success soon!" Mr. Rui clasped his fists again, then waved his hand and led the scholars away with a crash.
There were whispers from upstairs.
"You haven't tried anything yet?"
"This Geng Liangchen really deserves his fame in vain. He has two brushes..."
"It depends on Brother Yong."
Su Yi went upstairs again and saw a shining figure sitting in the hall.
What shines is the bald head, which is shiny and very conspicuous.
"Master Geng, it's my turn to greet you." The bald man stood up with a smile and walked towards Su Yi, "My name is A Yong, a handyman. I know a little bit of everything, but I am not good at anything. You defeated the third sister so quickly.
Mr. He Rui, I guess I am no match for you. Please be merciful later and let me punch a few more times so that I don’t lose too humiliatingly."
"Brother Yong is serious, please!" Su Yi smiled and said with cupped fists.
As soon as Su Yi finished speaking, Brother Yong suddenly shouted loudly and rushed to attack.
Both fists were shot out like cannons, and the fight was powerful and domineering.
Su Yi held the moon in his arms with one move, using softness to overcome strength, and made the blow invisible.
The moves are not old yet, Brother Yong changes his moves, advances and punches and attacks continuously, like chasing the wind and the moon, giving people no chance to breathe.
This is the routine of the I-shaped Fuhu Fist. It is powerful and upright. Brother Yong got three points of its essence and beat Su Yi so hard that he had to retreat.
But that's all.
At a certain moment, Su Yi seized the gap, suddenly turned aside to receive a punch, spun around, and pressed his elbow against Brother Yong's chest.
Brother Yong grunted and staggered back a few steps, but immediately stabilized his fist, turned his fist into a palm, and assumed a tiger-crane posture.
Su Yi's eyes lit up and he took the initiative to attack this time.
Brother Yong shouted and rushed forward, like a dragon leaping and a tiger leaping, surrounding Su Yi and attacking continuously.
This is the double shape of a tiger and a crane, combining hardness and softness, combining speed and slowness. It is an advanced type of Hongquan and has considerable power.
It was also the first time for Su Yi to see this punch, and he was so happy to see Lie Xin that he couldn't help but fight with Brother Yong a few more times, hoping to make the opponent fight more.
But Brother Yong couldn't attack for a long time, so he changed his style again.
This time his boxing style became more fierce, but he no longer opened and closed, but fought close to the body, which was quite similar to the short bridge and narrow horse style of Southern Boxing.
This is the Hong Family Iron Fist. When used, it is like a wild beast. Even Su Yi finds it difficult to cope with its huge strength.
Generally speaking, when encountering an opponent with Iron Wire Fist, no one would be stupid enough to challenge him head-on. The correct tactic is to temporarily avoid the opponent.
Because the Iron Wire Fist is too strong, it is no exaggeration to say that it is just a fight for Saburo.
Even if he loses eight hundred to himself, he will injure the enemy a thousand, and he will never look back.
However, the Iron Wire Fist style of fighting consumes a lot of physical energy, and half of it cannot last long. Therefore, when encountering an opponent in the Iron Wire Fist, most people will hide first and let the opponent hit them enough, and then fight back until their physical strength is almost exhausted.
It can turn the situation around in one fell swoop.
But Su Yi is different.
He didn't dodge at all, he just picked off every move and fought with Brother Yong.
They even intentionally limited Brother Yong's range of activities to the open space, because when the Iron Wire Fist was deployed, the range of movement was too large, and it would be bad if it destroyed the exquisiteness of the house.
Two minutes later, Brother Yong suddenly jumped out of the circle, waved his hands and shouted: "No fight, no fight! It's boring, you are using me as a trick!"
The voice was quite depressing.
He moved a chair and sat down by himself, panting violently, and large beads of sweat fell down from his head.
"I thought I was quite complex, but I didn't expect you to be more complex than me!" Brother Yong looked at Su Yi and said, "Wing Chun, Bagua, Baji, Western boxing, Eastern Jiu-Jitsu, Geng Daxia, you practice so many boxings,
How do you become proficient in everything?”
"Wouldn't it be nice to blend them together?" Su Yi smiled.
"How to melt it?" Brother Yong looked confused, "Why do you think it's as simple as making noodles?"
"If Brother Yong is interested, you might as well come to Jinmen. You will definitely gain something." Su Yi said with a smile.
"Me? Go to Jinmen? Forget it!" Brother Yong smiled and waved his hands, still panting heavily, "I am getting older and my body is not forgiving. I am tired of traveling and traveling. I am afraid that I will die on the road."
"..." Su Yi smiled slightly, "Excuse me."
He bypassed Brother Yong and walked towards the fourth floor.
Brother Yong looked at Su Yi's back and couldn't help but laugh at himself, sighed and shook his head.
"Testing? Who the hell is testing whom? What a fart!"
On the fourth floor is the guest room where Su Yi and Gong Baosen live.
Gong Baosen had already gone back to his room, and Uncle Deng was the only one standing in the corridor.
Uncle Deng leaned on his cane and smiled at Su Yi: "What a formidable young man. Master Geng, young heroes like you are rare throughout the ages. It is their honor to compete with you in martial arts."
"Uncle Deng, you are serious." Su Yi said with a smile.
"Be humble and polite, be cautious in your words and deeds. If a young man has your qualities, it will be difficult for him to succeed." Uncle Deng praised him without hesitation, "Master Geng, today's show cannot deceive a discerning person like you. Our southern martial arts has always been
I entertain myself and don't communicate with the people in the north. If Master Gong hadn't staged the Five Tigers Going to Jiangnan a few years ago, I would have lived my whole life without even being able to distinguish between Xingyi and Bagua."
"From a broad perspective, Master Gong is right to want to integrate the north and the south. This is a great cause. But then again, what if we integrate it? What if we promote the national martial arts? Now is the era of aircraft and cannons, and martial arts
No matter how good you are, you can't stop a bullet. Ten years of studying martial arts is not as good as three years of joining the army. Not to mention that studying literature is the best way out these days."
"Is there any way out for martial arts? No! Some things should disappear and should not be forced to stay. What if we leave these things to our descendants? These are all outdated things. What's the use of learning them?
Whoever you leave it to will be harmed!"
"In the future, other people's descendants will either become officials or generals, but our descendants have inherited our tricks. Apart from performing on stage and performing tricks, what kind of future do they have?"
"So, we really don't want to go through any trouble. But the weak have no words. If we want you to listen to us, we won't be able to give in. We can't retreat anywhere. The only way is to defeat you, and then
Stand up and speak loudly."
Having said this, Uncle Deng paused, sighed and said to Su Yi: "Master Geng, please don't blame us. You have your ambitions, but we just want to live a good life. We all have different positions, but there is no hatred.
.”
Su Yi thought for a while and said: "Uncle Deng, if our younger generations are bullied by foreigners using their martial arts, do you think they will blame our generation for not passing on the real stuff to them?"
"I think it's up to the younger generations whether they want it or not, but whether we can pass it on or not is our problem."
Uncle Deng chuckled: "This man, the most difficult thing is to make others agree with his ideas. Master Geng, it seems that no one of us can convince anyone."
"Master Geng, I'm a student of Nanzhi Boxing. I'm lucky enough to know a little bit about grabbing and tapping." Uncle Deng said with a smile, "As the saying goes, boxing is afraid of young people. I'm old and I won't be able to compete with you in sparring.
But seeing a young talent like you, it would be a pity not to learn from each other."
"How about this, let's change the competition." He smiled and raised the crutch in his hand, and then said, "As long as you can snatch the crutch from my hand, you win, how about it?"
"Okay." Su Yi glanced at the crutch and nodded in agreement.
There is no doubt that this is another "literary fight".
Su Yi once again encountered the fighting method that he was least good at.
