Taking advantage of your illness to kill you, punching you in the nose and kicking your crotch are the most common tricks used by gangsters in fights. They never care about the process when fighting, they only care about how to make their opponent fall down as quickly as possible.
Xu Qing reacted faster, swung his waist and dodged to the left. At the same time, he moved one palm outward to wrap around the fist that was attacking the door. He swung his arm sideways. He Shang fell upside down and fell two meters away, with a typical butt flat.
Shaluoyan style.
This fall was made with stickiness and skill. With the help of He Shang's forward force, he was thrown out. He wrapped his fists and swung his arms in one go. The moment the opponent was thrown out, he didn't even know what happened. It was as if he had hit a rebound.
The reaction force of the extremely powerful spring comes so fast that the brain has not yet reacted.
"Ouch! You are so cruel, you broke my butt in two pieces..." Only at this moment did He Shang feel the sequelae of the flat sand and falling wild goose pose, and he held his buttocks in his hands and cried out in pain.
Xu Qing stood there with a look of astonishment on his face. It was the first time he used serious kung fu to fight against someone. He didn't expect that it would produce such a magical effect. The power of Zhanyi Shibatu was indeed extraordinary.
He was surprised but also a little apologetic. Seeing that He Shang couldn't get up for a long time, he was afraid that he had fallen badly. Xu Qing stuck out his tongue and quickly stepped forward to help him up. He was hunched over and pouting with such a funny look.
People couldn't help but laugh when they saw it.
He Shang was in pain, but he couldn't restrain the bursts of ecstasy in his heart. The Zhanyi Shiba Tumble was indeed well-deserved. Just now, he was knocked to pieces without even touching the corner of the opponent's clothes. If this skill was used
In a group fight or something, how many people can get close? So this skill must be learned.
Xu Qing supported He Shang and said apologetically: "I'm sorry, I didn't use enough force just now and I knocked you down a bit."
He Shang endured the pain of splitting on August 15th, squeezed out a smile that was worse than crying, and said: "It's okay, as long as you can learn this skill, it will be worth it even if the chrysanthemum table turns into pieces of ice."
When Xu Qing heard this, he immediately became happy and began to explain with a smile the essentials of the action and application of the fall just now. He explained it clearly and explained the details of how to use his strength to fall the opponent out in detail. After ten minutes, what else could he do?
Basically, you can grasp the magical effect of this drop.
Xu Qing, who had no one to practice with, had no choice but to put He Shang on his side and explain while practicing. After practicing all the Zhanyi Shiba falls, he breathed a sigh of relief and prepared to help the guy with an injured buttocks go downstairs.
"How many falling methods did you remember just now?" Xu Qing wiped the sweat off his forehead with the back of his hand and asked.
He Shang thought for a while and said confidently: "I remember at least twelve of them, and there are still a few impressions that are a bit blurry."
Two strange things flashed in Xu Qing's eyes. The eighteen drops of Zhanyi were different from the modern version, but came from the authentic original ancient book. Each drop method contains at least several variations. I only read it once.
It is quite rare to be able to memorize twelve falling methods. It is not an exaggeration to say that he is a prodigy in martial arts.
"It's enough to remember a dozen ways to fall. Let's stop here today!" Xu Qing came up with the idea of going home. Tomorrow is the weekend. He wants to visit Han Xue in the hospital and find a way to find out about Lu Yinxue.
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He Shang nodded and said: "Okay, just put me at the door of Sunshine Internet Cafe. It will be really embarrassing if you throw me down!"
Xu Qing picked up his schoolbag and helped He Shang downstairs. Before he had walked a few steps, he heard the roar of motorcycle engines in front of him, and then five heavy-duty motorcycles appeared in the field of vision.
When He Shang saw the speeding motorcycle, he immediately became nervous and cursed bitterly: "You're stupid, these bastards have been hanging on me for more than a day, and today I finally got the chance to be alone!"
After cursing, he took out his cell phone and prepared to dial.
Xu Qing smiled calmly and said: "Your enemy?"
He Shang suddenly came back to his senses, put his cell phone in his pocket, and said with a smile: "Haha! I looked anxiously and saw that there was a big master next to me. These bastards were delivering food. They were not enemies, they were just a bunch of people thinking.
Fuck my little bastard!"
Xu Qing hummed, glanced at the oncoming motorcycles, licked his lips and said, "I look like a crooked man, but these cars are pretty good."
There were exactly ten young people sitting on the five heavy-duty locomotives. They were obviously made in China, but there was no black one on the other side. They were red, orange, yellow, green, blue and purple, and there was also a white hair that had aged prematurely. There were long trousers on the ears.
There are large and small rings hung in the holes, and some even have rings on the wings of their noses. One look at this look shows that they are not good men and women.
Xu Qing smiled secretly in his heart. These days, family planning has become popular all over the world.
Five heavy-duty locomotives surrounded the two people. The engines of the vehicles were roaring fiercely, which made people a little upset. Xu Qing supported He Shang with one hand and squinted his eyes to look at the new troublemakers with interest.
Human, the other palm began to secretly accumulate strength.
The locomotive stopped, and a guy with a big red cockscomb on his forehead jumped out of the car. He was about in his early twenties. He had a strong body, with high muscles on his arms and two fingers wrapped around his left arm.
The thick chain lock has a bit of a tough and macho look.
The others looked a bit miserable. Their faces looked like they were covered with a thick layer of putty powder. They were so white that no blood could be seen. Fortunately, it wasn't completely dark. Otherwise, when he saw these guys, he would have thought he had encountered a group of people.
Fan Zombie.
The cockscomb man walked up to the two men aggressively, pointed at He Shang's nose and sneered: "Bald brother, you are really good at picking things. It's time to settle our old debt today."
This place is several hundred meters away from the main street, surrounded by a few unfinished buildings. Very few people pass by. It is indeed a geomantic treasure place where groups fight and kill each other.
He Shang had difficulty walking now, but he was not ambiguous at all. He squinted at the cock-combed head and said, "Mao Zhilong, you'd better get out before I lose my temper, otherwise it won't be as simple as losing two teeth today."
The cockscomb head is called Mao Zhilong. The old man is the owner of a real estate company in Jiangcheng. He comes from a wealthy family and is a typical second-generation rich man. This guy used to be a student of Jiangcheng No. 1 Middle School (5). With the help of a group of motorcycle gangs under his command, he caused trouble around the school.
He regarded Yizhong as his territory.
One year ago, Mao Zhilong saw a beautiful and beautiful sister paper in the 376th class of the middle school. He led a group of locomotive parties to chase at the school gate every day.
After a meal and beating, the boy was so angry that he spent two thousand yuan from home to go to the campus to trouble the company.
After the bald man took over the business, he intervened forcefully and beat the motorcycle gang to pieces. He knelt in front of the No. 1 Middle School and sang "Conquer" for a long time. From then on, the No. 1 Middle School in the city became the business point of the troubled company. This gang of motorcycle gangs
When the party saw the bald brother, he was afraid on the surface, but in his heart he was filled with hatred, and secretly he was waiting for an opportunity to retaliate.