Just when I couldn't keep up with my thinking, the two people with fists facing each other struck again. Wang Sheng's left fist across his chest was used as a back move, and he swung out fiercely. At the same time, his weak right fist suddenly retracted to gather momentum.
But on Yang Tu's side, the right palm that had been slapped was not taken back, but like a fierce snake, the lightness just now disappeared suddenly, and turned into a vicious one, and grabbed Wang Sheng's left wrist. I secretly thought in my heart.
I was surprised.
Because after an average person punches or palms with the same fist, the muscles of the arm stretch instantly and reach a limit. If it is not allowed to contract, it will be difficult to send a second punch. Even if the second punch is barely made, the power will be the same.
If not done properly, you may injure your muscles.
But Yang Tu seems to have broken the rules. Could it be that his muscle structure is the same as that of ordinary people? Of course, he is also a human being, and his muscle structure will not be different from ordinary people, and he will not escape this rule.
I soon discovered the clues. The reason why Yang Tu struck out the second palm quickly and with great power was entirely due to his left palm dragging his right wrist. When Yang Tu struck the first blow, his right palm
The left and right palms look light and fluffy, but they still have a lot of power, simply because the point of force is not his right hand, but his left hand.
The human arm is like a folding rule. We all know that as long as the two ends of the folding ruler are fixed, and then the folding point of the folding ruler is suddenly pushed hard, the folding rule will quickly show tension on both sides, and Yang Tu's first palm slap
The moment he encountered Wang Sheng's fist, both ends of his arms had points of force. At this time, Yang Tu's left palm suddenly pushed his right hand upwards, using a strong tension to resist the impact of Wang Sheng's fist.
Since his right arm was passively opened and there was no force exerted on the muscles, when he used the second palm, he could still use the muscles of his right arm to stretch and contract, and the momentum was strong.
If in a real battle, someone who couldn't understand, like me at the beginning, would probably have misjudged the power of Yang Tu's palm, and would suffer a loss, or even lose his life!
The green snake coiling under Wang Sheng's feet hides a mystery, while Yang Tu's hands are hitting each other step by step. This is a contest of kung fu, and it is also a supreme show of strength. This is the fucking national martial arts.
This is the essence of Chinese Kung Fu.
Just a few years after I thought I had understood the true meaning of martial arts, I met Song Jingshan. His appearance once again broke my understanding of martial arts, and also made me understand better what it means to be someone outside the world, and there is heaven outside the world!
Coming back to the present moment, I couldn't understand Yang Tu's moves at first, but that doesn't mean Wang Sheng couldn't understand. When he threw out his left fist, he quickly retracted his right fist to accumulate power in order to deal with Yang Tu's two consecutive blows.
At the same time that Yang Tu grabbed Wang Sheng's wrist with his right hand, his left hand had already completed the intermittent accumulation of energy. He suddenly wanted to send a palm to Wang Sheng's chest. After Wang Sheng had accumulated energy, his right hand was suddenly injured.
Snap! Snap!
The sound of two crisp fists clashing echoed in the empty black boxing ring.
Next, every attack by Yang Tu and Wang Sheng was endless. My thinking gradually became worse and I couldn't understand clearly, let alone fight with others.
The thug next to me swallowed his saliva and said: "**, it turns out that Yang Tu showed mercy to the enemy every time he followed us in a fight. Their skills are amazing. If it were me, I'm afraid three moves would
It’s hard to hold on, I can only understand the third move, and I can’t keep up after that.”
Zhang Beichen, who was standing next to him, said, "How mysterious are they? I can't understand a single move!"
I thought about it, damn, it really is like this, Zhang Beichen is not as good as me, I am not as good as the thugs, and the thugs are far inferior to Wang Sheng and Yang Tu.
Half of the time when I'm playing against someone, and I've become more and more aware of the other person's next move, I'll choose a hard collision and then separate some distance away to reorganize my thoughts and prevent mistakes in the next battle.
But Yang Tu and Wang Sheng, not only did not separate, but they got closer and closer. There was a step and a half distance between their feet that they could still fight for. But as the two people competed with their weird steps, the distance between them was only
Before the next step, if the two hands hadn't slowed down and attacked each other, I doubt they would have kissed each other.
I understand that if anyone can't hold on at this time and has no confidence in his own judgment, he will definitely retreat after a head-on collision. In other words, the person who retreats first will lose first.
I looked at the expressions of the two people. Yang Tu frowned slightly, but it didn't seem to be a big problem, while Wang Sheng frowned very tightly, but it seemed that he was almost unable to do what he wanted. Moreover, drops of sweat gradually soaked from the corners of his eyebrows.
I don't know if he is hot or nervous because of this fierce battle.
"Tiger Fist!" At this moment, Wang Sheng's right fist suddenly punched, and an extremely fierce punch was sent towards Yang Tu's chest. If the punch hit the chest, judging from the momentum, this power would not kill him.
I had to vomit a basin of blood.
In an instant, I realized that this kind of move that can hit "vital points" is a "killing move" that can kill people!
Seeing that Wang Sheng used his killing move, Yang Tu did not resist forcefully. He dragged Wang Sheng with his right palm and pushed Wang Sheng away with a punch.
However, Wang Sheng's punch was very powerful. Even if he was pushed away by Yang Tu, he still had to move slightly away from his feet, otherwise even if he missed the chest, he would definitely be hit in the shoulder, and he would take advantage of the situation.
Yang Tu frowned slightly and took two steps away.
From the momentum, Yang Tu took the initiative to take a step back, but I thought he was at a disadvantage. However, I can see clearly that this step was taken by Yang Tu deliberately. He did not want to use his killing move to confront Wang Sheng head-on.
If you want to say that Yang Tu doesn't know the killing move, then I won't believe it even if you beat me to death. He is a close disciple of Grandmaster Song Jingshan.
The two distanced themselves for a while, but neither of them made a strong attack. Wang Sheng took a deep breath and then made a stance again, and made another fist gesture in tandem. eon!"
Wang Sheng was always arrogant, but now he was even more annoyed when Yang Tuyi provoked him, so he said coldly: "Is it because you looked down on me that you didn't use the 'killing move' to fight me head-on just now?
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Yang Tu looked at Wang Sheng and said: "My master once told me that the so-called killing moves are just moves that kill multiple people. If my kung fu reaches a certain level, then every move I make will be a killing move."
The so-called killing move does not depend on the move, but on my heart, whether I want to kill that person or not!"
I rubbed it, and sure enough, my nephew is still awesome, and he talks like a master.
Although he applied the words of my senior brother Song Jingshan whom I have never met.
Wang Sheng was completely angered by Yang Tu's attitude. With a furious cry, he punched Yang Tu with a short fist!
**, this was a killing move with my right hand. I couldn't help but stand up from my seat. If I continued like this, someone would be killed.
While looking at Yang Tu, he quickly raised his right palm and then slashed it down so coldly.
Snapped!
With a crisp collision, Wang Sheng's short-inch fist was split open, and Yang Tu's move was clean and concise. It didn't look like Kung Fu at all, just like a farmer chopping firewood!
I couldn't help but swallow my saliva. How powerful is this nephew of mine?
I'm afraid two of me are no match for him. Well, I'm being polite, maybe even ten of me won't be able to do it. You have to know that thugs and masters like Deng Lihao can't survive three rounds under him...
Wang Sheng missed a blow and was secretly surprised, but he quickly responded. The moment he was split open again, his body quickly tilted downwards, and his whole body suddenly broke away from Yang Tu's direct line of sight. At the same time,
He made a 180-degree turn, and his left fist was like a rattle, hitting Yang Tu's cheekbone.
If it were me, I would definitely be beaten hard, because Wang Sheng's body is downward, and my eyes will follow his body, otherwise it will be even more troublesome if he is out of my sight!
So at this time, I might ignore the rattle effect caused by Wang Sheng's body rotation, and be hit by his left fist that took advantage of the situation.
But my nephew Yang Tu was not in a hurry. He raised his left hand slightly and defused Wang Sheng's carefully planned counterattack with a simple block.
At the same time, my nephew Yang Tu did not hesitate at all. His right palm suddenly moved downwards and slapped Wang Sheng on the neck with a "snap". At the same time, he only heard a low "drink", and Wang Sheng's whole body was shaken.
He was pushed to the ground by Yang Tu.
"Bang!"
There was a sound of Wang Sheng's body hitting the floor, and then he saw that half of Wang Sheng's face was pressed against the floor, and his back was pressed by Yang Tu's knee, and at the same time, one of his hands was held behind his back!
Wang Sheng was completely subdued. It was obvious that my nephew, Yang Tu, had won.
I was afraid that if the two of them fought, both sides would be hurt, so I quickly shouted: "Okay, let's stop here!"
Yang Tu took a deep breath this time, let go of Wang Sheng and stepped aside. Wang Sheng did not persist or get up. Instead, he turned over and lay on the floor, breathing heavily.
Then I heard Wang Sheng say: "You are the second person besides Master who has defeated me among the people I have fought against. I have to admit that you are very strong."
Yang Tu also took a few breaths and said: "I'm not much stronger than you. The last two moves consume too much energy and strength. I can't use them more than a few times. If I can't subdue you, I will be at the end of my rope."
Wang Sheng lay on the ground and laughed "haha", and then said: "I, Wang Sheng, lost, and I am convinced. No matter your kung fu or your state of life, I, Wang Sheng, are convinced. From today on, you are me."
Big brother."
Damn it, after I fished out Wang Sheng, the eldest brother he recognized turned out to be my nephew, not me!