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21 Don’t talk about martial ethics

 "Drink!"

Jia Yanyong shouted loudly.

The face is full of flesh, giving people a sinister look.

He kicked his feet violently, rushed towards Lin Zheyu, and swung his sandbag-sized fist towards Lin Zheyu's face.

While running, Jia Yanyong already had an image in his mind of knocking Lin Zheyu to the ground with one punch, and he was so frightened that he knelt down and begged for mercy.

Lin Zheyu seemed really frightened when he saw this.

He stood motionless.

Jia Yanyong was extremely fast and arrived in front of Lin Zheyu in a matter of seconds.

He waved his fist, whirring, and greeted Lin Zheyu's head. The image of Lin Zheyu being knocked to the ground by a punch appeared in his mind.

"Huh?"

Without feeling the feeling of the fist hitting his cheek, Jia Yanyong punched empty.

Lin Zheyu twisted his waist and avoided it to the left.

Throwing it out with his right hand, the red powder that had been prepared for a long time fell towards Jia Yanyong's eyes.

The powder was spilled, and Lin Zheyu quickly backed away, but was still stimulated by the chili powder and coughed a few times.

He had been preparing this chili powder for more than half a month, but he never had a chance to use it.

I thought that even if I used it in the future, the target would not be Jia Yanyong, but I didn’t expect that Jia Yanyong would bump into me today.

Ah!

Ahem...ah...

Jia Yanyong felt his eyes turn red, the pungent red powder covered his face, and his eyes suddenly felt a strong stinging sensation.

Screams and coughs echoed through the streets.

"Ah, I'm going to kill you, kill you!"

Jia Yanyong roared loudly.

He closed his eyes tightly, tears streaming down his face, blurring his eyes.

A burning sensation, accompanied by severe pain, came from his eyes. Jia Yanyong felt as if his eyes were going blind, and he was both angry and frightened.

He couldn't imagine what his life would be like after he became blind.

He closed his eyes and punched the air with his fists.

Lin Zheyu rushed forward and hit Jia Yanyong in the chest with a bull charge, causing him to take several steps back.

I have to say, chili powder is really useful.

This Jia Yanyong is very strong. If we really want to fight, he may not be his opponent.

After succeeding with one blow, Lin Zheyu stepped forward again.

A set of wild bull punches was used. Jia Yanyong, who lost his vision, couldn't hit Lin Zheyu with his bastard punch, and was easily knocked to the ground.

"For the sake of your brother, I'll spare your life. You won't be so lucky next time."

"Go and get some water quickly. Maybe your eyes can be saved."

Lin Zheyu looked at Jia Yanyong, whose eyes were watering and said.

As more and more people gathered around him, he did not continue to take action.

If it weren't for the fact that this was an inner city and there were so many pedestrians passing by, Lin Zheyu would have killed this guy directly.

He walked around Jia Yanyong and walked home as if nothing had happened.

……

The moonlight is like a waterfall, shining in the courtyard.

After changing into some smart clothes, I came to Liang Song’s yard.

The two of them stood in the middle of the courtyard.

Lin Zheyu took an offensive stance, while Liang Song stood with his hands behind his back, a smile on his face, like a legendary master.

"Use all your abilities to attack me."

"Master is offended."

Lin Zheyu said.

The calf muscles exploded, and his body rushed towards Liang Song like a sharp arrow.

The Manniu Fist focuses on Barbarian, and when the fist is used, the momentum is full of indomitable momentum.

At this moment, the strength of the thighs, using the waist as a link, gathers the strength of the whole body and pours it into both fists.

The first style of Man Bull Fist: Man Bull Crash!

In this style, both fists are thrown out at the same time, one punch is right and the other is strange.

A frontal punch with unparalleled momentum, going straight to the door, forcing the opponent to concentrate on resisting.

Another punch hits the waist and abdomen directly, taking advantage of his unpreparedness and attacking him unexpectedly.

The two punches can be converted instantly. If the opponent concentrates on dealing with the fist attacking the abdomen, the fist from the front will immediately turn into a killing move.

Beat him until his head explodes!

Bang!

Liang Song stretched out his hands and grabbed Lin Zheyu's wrist up and down.

He turned slightly to the side, exerted force with his arms, and with Lin Zheyu's strength, he pulled hard, causing Lin Zheyu to lose his center in an instant.

Lin Zheyu was unsteady and staggered a few steps forward. He felt bad, but it was too late.

Bang——

Severe pain came from his abdomen, and Lin Zheyu flew backwards.

Under the moonlight, Liang Song patted his lame leg and stood still.

"Master, are you going to be so cruel?"

Lin Zheyu stood up and rubbed his abdomen, feeling a burning pain.

It hurts so much.

Even though the master is old, he is still so strong.

"It's only when you hit me hard that you remember it deeply."

"Practical combat means turning a weak point into a strong one, and using the strong to defeat the weak."

"The attack you just made was very strong, but the force I used was not half as strong as yours, so it is relatively weak."

"But with some skills, you can use your strength to add more strength to your strength, making you unable to control your balance."

"The strong strength suddenly becomes your weakness. At this time, I took the opportunity to attack, and it became a strong attack on the weak."

"When this happens, you have to..."

Liang Song explained carefully, explaining to Lin Zheyu some skills and countermeasures in actual combat.

After explaining it, Liang Song personally practiced it for Lin Zheyu in slow motion.

"Come again, attack like before, and then fight back the way I taught you."

After the drill, Liang Song signaled Lin Zheyu to continue the attack.

Lin Zheyu recalled what he had just learned and understood a little more what Liang Song taught.

His eyes became firm and he shot toward Liang Song.

Bang bang bang——

This time, Lin Zheyu and Liang Song fought for several rounds.

Bang——

Not surprisingly, Lin Zheyu was kicked out again.

"Master, you are lying. You didn't say this move had such flaws just now." Lin Zheyu rubbed his stomach and stood up.

The enemy-response moves that Liang Song taught him just now were easily broken by Liang Song in another way.

"Be flexible in your mind."

"Moves are dead, people are alive."

"No one will rigidly use martial arts moves during combat. We must respond flexibly to different situations."

Liang Song lectured, once again pointing out Lin Zheyu's shortcomings just now.

"Come again!"

……

Bang——

"Come again!"

Bang——

……

Throughout the night, Lin Zheyu was either being kicked or on the way to being kicked.

Liang Song seemed to have a habit of kicking people, either in Lin Zheyu's stomach, or in Lin Zheyu's butt and chest.

"Not coming, not coming."

Lin Zheyu bared his teeth and felt burning pain on his face.

Liang Song just kicked him in the face!

You are so disrespectful of martial ethics that you don’t slap people in the face!

"Hiss——"

"Master, you have gone too far. Even if you just kick someone, you kicked me in the face."

Lin Zheyu took a breath and said angrily.

He hates people hitting him in the face most in his life, but he can't beat the person in front of him, Lin Zheyu...

"Well, what's wrong with being slapped in the face? I'm your master and I can't do it?"

Liang Song said lightly, feeling a little embarrassed in his heart.

He really didn't stop just now.

Lin Zheyu has a strong learning savvy and can draw inferences very quickly. If he was careless, he was almost hit in the abdomen by Lin Zheyu.

In desperation, Liang Song kicked out his right foot, hit Lin Zheyu in the face, and kicked him away.

"Take this medicine and rub it on at night. The pain will be gone when you wake up tomorrow morning."

Liang Song took out a small bottle and threw it to Lin Zheyu.

Lin Zheyu opened the cork and sniffed, and the strong smell of medicinal materials penetrated his nose.

"Thank you, Master."

"Remember to come here early tomorrow and I will teach you something else."

"Okay, I will definitely come early."

Lin Zheyu replied, with anticipation rising in his heart.

……


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