Jiang Li sat in the middle hall, stroking his forehead with his right hand, looking thoughtful.
He was thinking about how he felt when he played against Nalan Yuanshu today.
That feeling is completely different from boxing in normal times. It is often only seen by the eyes, and the body reacts naturally.
Jiang Li knew that this was muscle memory, but he had to say that today's short battle with Nalan Yuanshu had made him gain a lot, and his understanding of boxing skills had at least risen to a higher level.
At this time, he finally fully understood what the old beggar said. When he boxed now, he was just following the script, with form but no spirit.
If he meets a warrior of similar level to him, such as Nalan Yuanshu or Lei Yixiao, he can indeed suppress the opponent by relying on his own advantages.
But if he meets a master, let alone the old beggar, even if he is at the level of Huang Feihong, he will have to stop eating.
Actual combat is indeed the fastest way to improve strength, and among them, life and death battles are the most effective.
This gave him a vague idea.
"Ah Fu." With a determined look, Jiang Li called Ah Fu over.
"Master."
"Go and check the information on the famous martial arts masters in Guangzhou, especially the Guangdong Ten Tigers. Leave it to me tomorrow. Remember, keep a low profile and don't be noticed by outsiders." Jiang Li looked deeply,
His eyes were like lightning, he looked at Ah Fu and said.
"Yes, Master." Although Ah Fu was confused in his heart, he did not say it out loud and bowed out.
"Martial arts master." Jiang Li took a sip of tea and looked straight ahead calmly.
In Guangdong, who is the most famous in the world? The Ten Tigers of Guangdong are recognized as the most outstanding martial arts figures in terms of martial arts, character and morality.
Among them, the last two are the most important.
Most of the Ten Tigers of Guangdong are masters of Huajin level, but there are exceptions, such as Tieqiao Sanliangkun, who has fought all over the world with his iron hands. He has gained a great reputation with his outstanding boxing skills and tough external skills.
He is not the master of Huajing, but who in the Guangdong martial arts community objects to him being ranked among the Ten Tigers? No, not even Huang Feihong and others who are also among the Ten Tigers.
Why, on the one hand, because he is strong, even if he is old, he is still hanging around in Ming Jin's circle, but with his iron hands, even if Grandmaster Hua Jin touches him, he will be killed or injured.
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On the other hand, he is a generous and generous person. In a popular word, he has three correct views.
Is there no other Huajin Grandmaster in this huge Guangdong?
No, yes, why are they not one of the Ten Tigers?
Or three views.
From ancient times to the present, people have always only liked heroes and not villains. This is the mainstream.
Let me ask you, there are two people who are equally good at martial arts. One is generous and benevolent, and will draw his sword to help when there is an injustice. The other is sullen and selfish, full of evil, and does all kinds of bad things. He will do whatever it takes to achieve his goals.
If you had no grudges against these two people, who would you choose as your friend?
There is no need to choose at all. Even if you have never crossed paths with the first person in your life, no one will choose the second person to be your friend.
Because no one wants to be friends with bad people, even those who are bad people themselves.
Therefore, the Ten Tigers of Guangdong are actually just the spiritual benchmarks of Guangdong. They represent the spirit of Guangdong Wulin, and they are beings admired by most people for their martial arts and character.
What Jiang Li is looking for is not only the Ten Tigers of Guangdong, but also those who are at the same level as the Ten Tigers.
If you find them, you will naturally want to fight.
The energy of the Sihai Chamber of Commerce cannot be overstated. In the afternoon of the next day, Ah Fu walked into Jiang Li's room with two bags.
"Master, this is what you want." Ah Fu put two bags on the table.
"Yes." Jiang Li waved to him and asked him to go out.
Picking up a bag containing a black night jacket, Jiang Li took a look and put it on the table.
The other bag contained sheets of white paper, nearly twenty in total.
Guangdong Wulin.
When I opened the first piece of paper, I saw four big characters.
Then, there were martial arts masters one after another. The information above was very detailed, including their names, ages, addresses, Kung Fu stunts they had used, and even their connections in Guangzhou City, all of which were presented to Jiang Li in front of Jiang Li.
Wang Yinlin, also known as Wang Feilong, special skills of Xiajiaquan, Xiajiaquan weapons, address, Huangsha Street, Guangzhou...
Then there are the Nine Dragon Fist Huang Chengke, Iron Sand Palm Su Heihu, Soft Palm Zhou Tai and other ten tigers.
Under the Ten Tigers are other martial arts masters.
"The first one will be you." After a long time, Jiang Li closed the papers in his hands, pulled out a piece of paper, and his eyes fell on the portrait.
Nine Dragon Fist Huang Chengke.
Speaking of which, Huang Chengke has some relationship with him, because he was taught kung fu by Huang Qiying in his early years.
Moreover, Huang Chengke is kind-hearted, kind-hearted, and willing to help others. He is an out-and-out good person. Jiang Li also wanted to be on the safe side when he wanted to fight with him.
Time flies and night falls.
For some reason, the moon is very bright today. The cool moonlight spreads across the sky, illuminating the earth.
Suddenly, in the sky above the city of Guangzhou, a dark figure streaked across like a shooting star.
"Hiccup, Third Brother, why did I just see someone flying over above?" Two drunkards walked out side by side from the door of a restaurant. One of them looked up and saw the black shadow flying above, and couldn't help but rub his eyes.
, said to another person.
"No one can fly. Stop joking. Second Brother, you drank too little. Come on, take another sip to refresh yourself." The man next to him looked confused, hugged Second Brother's shoulders, and raised the wine jar in his hand.
Gave him a sip.
"Come, take a look again."
"No, I'm really dazzled. Come on, keep drinking." The two drunkards were lying in front of the restaurant, drunk.
Heaven.
"It's cool, it's so cool." Jiang Li was wearing night clothes, except for his eyes, which were all wrapped in black cloth. He was flying in the sky as if he had wings.
This is the first time that he has used telekinesis to wrap his body in the sky, and I have to say that this feeling is so great.
In the movie, the three protagonists who received superpowers were able to fly using their superpowers within a few days.
It’s just that Jiang Li used to focus on practicing martial arts, but now this is his first time trying it. No wonder people want to fly in the sky like a bird. I have to say, this feeling is simply great.
After a while, a brightly lit martial arts hall appeared in front of Jiang Li.
"Nine Dragon Fist." Three large golden characters came into Jiang Li's eyes under the night light.
"We're here." Jiang Li's heart moved, and he wrapped his body with his mind and flew over.
Over there.
Suddenly, a figure fell into Jiang Li's eyes in the backyard of the boxing gym. His eyes lit up, he stepped on the wall and landed in the yard with a bang.
"Who is it?" His voice was not loud, but it was very loud in this quiet courtyard. Someone immediately noticed him, shouted loudly, and more than ten people walked out of the room, surrounding Jiang Li.
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"Who are you and what are you doing in my Kowloon boxing gym?" A middle-aged man with a kind face waved his hand to stop other people who wanted to make a move and asked Jiang Li.
Jiang Li said nothing.
"Senior Brother, this man is sneaky and is wearing night clothes. If he can do any good, we'd better take him down first and ask him questions later, so as not to alert the master." At this time, the middle-aged man appeared.
, a man in fine clothes said.
After glancing at him, the man called Senior Brother looked slightly hesitant.
"Changze." At this time, a vigorous and powerful voice sounded, and the man known as the senior brother quickly turned around and immediately saw a sturdy old man with white eyebrows walking out.
"Master." Mu Changze and more than ten people shouted at the same time.
"Yes." Huang Chengke nodded and walked forward with his hands behind his back. Although he was old, he still walked with brisk pace, his face was rosy, and he was wearing a small mandarin jacket, just like an ordinary old man.
"My friend, I don't know where I, Huang Chengke, have offended you. Please tell me clearly why I came here today." Huang Chengke looked at Jiang Li, who was wearing night clothes, and said with anger, cupping his fists.
"I've heard for a long time that Mr. Huang's self-made Nine Dragon Fist has endless magic and no one can stop it. I came here today because I wanted to learn about it. I can't reveal my identity, but please forgive me." Jiang Li said to Huang Chengke.
"Wantless, who are you? What qualifications do you have to fight against my master? You want to see the Nine Dragons Fist, right? Take the move." As soon as he finished speaking, Huang Chengke's disciples next to him suddenly glared angrily, and one of them shouted loudly and waved his hand.
