73. Chapter 73 Do you want to learn? Let me teach you
There is a saying: If you have a dragon, tiger or monkey in hand, a master is not as good as a dog.
As one of the three legendary street fighting skills, although the effect of "Black Tiger Eviscerating Heart" is not as immediate as "Two Dragons Playing with Pearls" and "Monkey Stealing Peach", it is still more straightforward and satisfactory.
After all, in front of these two little lolita, Dingxiang Wanwan and Dingxiang Nuannuan, Li Mengnan always had to maintain the image of a taller brother, so as not to make himself too insignificant.
Although it was just a straight punch that even a three-year-old child could use, Zhang Long's expression was indeed serious and he did not dare to be careless at all.
Although Li Mengnan's punch was simple and unremarkable, the speed was frighteningly fast. Zhang Long only realized that he was going to punch based on his prediction of Li Mengnan's shoulder movements. He could hardly see the movement trajectory, and the fist was almost
It appeared in front of Zhang Long out of thin air.
boom!
Zhang Long had no time to dodge, so he could only cross his arms to block the attack. The huge repulsive force from his arms caused his lower body to shake suddenly.
What a powerful force!
Zhang Long couldn't help but marvel in his heart, many professional boxers can only punch with such force, but those beast-like guys are basically big guys weighing nearly 100 kilograms. Li Mengnan's thin body can hit such a powerful blow.
In addition to being fast enough, there must also be some unique power-generating techniques.
Zhang Long originally wanted to take a few punches and control Li Mengnan with a close throw, but the opponent's amazing punching power made it impossible for him to get close. Even if he managed to get close to a small distance, he would be quickly bypassed by Li Mengnan with extremely dexterous steps.
"Brother Zhang, let me cover you!"
At this moment, another bodyguard had also joined the battle group. With his burly physique like a bodybuilder, he managed to withstand Li Mengnan's two heavy punches and grabbed Li Mengnan's right arm.
Zhang Long was overjoyed at first, but the combat intuition he had developed over the years gave him a dangerous signal. Sure enough, Li Mengnan, whose right arm was locked, did not show any panic expression, but instead showed a disdainful smile.
There is a fraud!
"Huzi, let go!"
Zhang Long's reminder came a bit late. Li Mengnan didn't care about his arm being buckled at all. Instead, he locked the burly bodyguard's arm with his backhand, twisted his waist and exerted force, and kicked him with lightning speed.
Between the ribs and armpits of the burly bodyguard, the man weighing more than 180 kilograms was kicked three to four meters away and flew straight out of the door.
If it weren't for the guardrail outside the door, the burly bodyguard would have to rush from the second floor to the living room on the first floor.
Even so, the bodyguard was seriously injured. His left arm, which was previously held by Li Mengnan, was unnaturally pulled downwards. Apparently, it was dislocated by the double force of a kick from this side.
Zhang Long couldn't be distracted at the moment, and he didn't know the extent of his companion's injuries. He immediately stepped up his offensive and tried to knock down the difficult young man in front of him as quickly as possible.
Unexpectedly, the opponent also seemed to have this intention, and each punch was faster than the other. Although there was only one extremely simple "Black Tiger Evisceration" move over and over again, he was beaten into a blur of punches at extremely high speeds.
As the saying goes, "Kill the old master with random punches." When the speed reaches a certain level, the moves become a burden. At the moment, Zhang Long was beaten by this random punch with no moves at all. He could only hold his head and hold his head.
Resistance, the horse's steps under his feet were already unstable, and he kept retreating as Li Mengnan pressed forward step by step.
Zhang Long felt that he was going crazy. He had never thought that human fist speed could be so fast. At this abnormal speed, his eyes had completely lost their function. He could no longer even judge by feeling.
In just two or three seconds, he received so many punches that he felt that there was no place in his entire upper body that was not in burning pain.
"stop!"
Just when Zhang Long felt that his entire arms were about to lose consciousness, a soft yet majestic female voice suddenly came from the door.
A beautiful middle-aged woman and a thin middle-aged man walked into the room, followed by the burly bodyguard covered in cold sweat.
Seeing the middle-aged couple, Zhang Long immediately stepped aside, resisting the heartbreaking pain in his arms and chest and abdomen, lowered his head and whispered: "Madam, Master..."
The two little lolita on the bed were also honest. Ding Xiang Nuan Nuan threw the popcorn bucket out of the window and didn't even bother to put on her slippers. She and Ding Xiang Wan Wan stood by the bed together, looking back and forth without knowing what they were conveying to each other.
information, looking slightly nervous.
"Okay, I have nothing to do with you here. I'll give you three days' leave. You and Ahu can go to the hospital to have your injuries checked."
The beautiful middle-aged woman spoke as kindly as the spring breeze blowing on her face, but there was an unquestionable majesty in her tone, a kind of coercion that can only come from being in a high position for a long time and giving orders.
"Yes, ma'am."
Zhang Long bowed deeply to the middle-aged beautiful woman, paused for a moment when he passed by Li Mengnan, and asked in a low voice: "Where did you learn this messy fighting style?"
"It's passed down from our ancestors." Li Mengnan rubbed his numb fist surface, showing a row of neat teeth, and said with a smile: "Meteor Butterfly Fist... Want to learn? I can teach you!"
Zhang Long forced a smile and thought that the name was quite good, Meteor Butterfly Fist, as fast as a shooting star and as gorgeous as a butterfly, but to be honest, it wasn't just a slap in the face and it was passed down from ancestors? You
Were you tricked by your ancestors?
However, Zhang Long could only criticize, no matter how bad the opponent's boxing skills were, it was an indisputable fact that he would lose to the opponent, and he was not qualified to judge their fighting style.
Li Mengnan seemed to have remembered something, and explained with a smile: "Don't get me wrong, it's not the flying butterfly, it's the nonsense Hu, the Yangguan three-fold stack... the meteor Hu stack fist."
Zhang Long almost spit out a mouthful of old blood.
The meteor fists that are randomly superimposed on each other, aren't they just changing the soup without changing the medicine? It's better not to explain the name without any disguise! At least it can leave some good imagination...
"Thank you very much for such a magical skill. I'm afraid I won't be able to use it if I'm not qualified enough." Zhang Long smiled bitterly, nodded to Li Mengnan and exited the room.
Li Mengnan shrugged and said it didn't matter.
In fact, Li Mengnan really did not deceive Zhang Long. This Meteor Hu Duquan was indeed a secret skill passed down from his ancestors. It seemed like child's play, but in fact it was not as simple as a random beating on the surface.
To put it simply, this is a special fighting technique that combines illusion and boxing. It uses human vision difference to make the opponent misjudge the actual number of punches. The weaker the opponent's willpower, the deeper the attack will be, and the deeper the attack will be felt.
The higher the frequency.
Since Zhang Long is a professionally trained bodyguard and has much stronger willpower than ordinary people, Li Mengnan can only double the frequency.
Even so, it seems very perverted to people who don't know the truth.