"Master Nephew, if I can do this, am I qualified?" Fang Jun looked at Wu Zhixiong and said.
"Qualified, qualified, so qualified!" Wu Zhixiong said with a wry smile.
If Fang Jun's movements are not up to par, then Wu Zhixiong's training for all these years would be in vain...
"Uncle Junior, you are really a genius!" Wu Zhixiong immediately praised.
"You've said this several times, I know I'm a genius!" Fang Jun said proudly.
"Now that you have memorized all the moves and routines of this set of Taizu Changquan, my uncle, the next step is the actual combat training. Why don't we give it a try?" Wu Zhixiong looked at Fang Jundao.
He didn't believe it. No matter how genius or monster Fang Jun was, he could memorize everything after just one look at Taizu Changquan, but he could still apply it so easily?
Although he hasn't put much effort into Taizu Changquan, he has practiced it for more than a year as a basic boxing technique. It should be more than enough to deal with Fang Jun.
Moreover, with this little uncle's progress, I'm afraid it won't be long before he is no match for him at all. Being able to beat him up when he is weak and take it out later will definitely be something to show off!
"Actual combat drill?" Fang Jun was stunned when he heard this. Isn't that just a fight?
"Yes, it's just the two of us. You have already learned the basic routines and moves, and of course the next step is actual combat!" Wu Zhixiong said matter-of-factly.
"Okay, let's do it!" Fang Jun nodded.
He always felt that Wu Zhixiong seemed to have some selfish motives, but he didn't know what he was thinking. Anyway, he probably didn't have any ill intentions towards him.
"Then, little uncle, are you ready? I'm going to start... The first move: Please give me your hand."
As he spoke, Wu Zhixiong made a move to ask for a hand, and Fang Jun also made the same move.
"Fourth Style: Exploring Horse!"
As Wu Zhixiong shouted loudly, his hands began to attack Fang Jun.
Fang Jun, on the other hand, retreated and dodged.
"The sixth form: Seven Star Fist!"
"..."
Wu Zhixiong attacked, Fang Jun dodged, and carefully observed Wu Zhixiong's offensive movements, which transformed into his own understanding of Taizu Changquan.
Soon, after dozens of moves, Wu Zhixiong jumped away from the battle group and said to Fang Jun: "Uncle Master, why don't you fight back? It's so boring to compete like this..."
"Fight back? Okay, let's do it again!" Fang Jun nodded after hearing this.
Just now, Wu Zhixiong almost used all the thirty-two moves of Taizu Changquan. Under the influence of the hatred value, Fang Jun not only absorbed all Wu Zhixiong's sending moves, but even improved some of them.
"Come on, let's do it again!" Wu Zhixiong said excitedly.
In fact, he still had a few hands left just now, and when attacking, he only used ordinary strength and speed, and his internal strength was not used yet.
"Tanma!"
"Golden Rooster Independence!"
"Seven Star Fist!"
"Ride the dragon backwards"
"Elbow pads!"
"catch!"
"Zhongsiping!"
"..."
The two started going back and forth, and after about a dozen moves, Wu Zhixiong's face turned dark...
This is completely different from what I guessed...
I originally thought that this young uncle had just learned the routines and moves, but I didn't expect that he would progress so quickly. After just playing a few moves with me, he actually became so proficient in these moves and other moves, and he was even more sophisticated than me...
It only took a dozen moves, but he felt like he couldn't hold on any longer.
What a fool... Could it be that in the past ten years of practicing martial arts, I have learned something like a dog?
Wu Zhixiong, who couldn't bear it anymore, finally got angry...
He no longer only used his own strength and speed, but also used the internal strength that he had cultivated for seven or eight years...
Internal strength is like a cheating device, which can greatly improve a person's strength, speed, flexibility, etc.
Fang Jun and Wu Zhixiong were fighting back and forth, and the fight was lively. However, after Wu Zhixiong used his internal power, his speed and strength increased greatly, and Fang Jun was having a hard time.
After a few more moves between the two, Fang Jun couldn't help it anymore and used his inner strength.
This time it’s even worse...
Fang Jun has eaten the fruit of physical fitness, and his strength, speed, flexibility, etc. are much better than ordinary people. He is comparable to those who have undergone special training, and is slightly better than Wu Zhixiong.
Now the internal power is used again, and it just so happens that this internal power is slightly higher than Wu Zhixiong...
The most important thing is that Fang Jun's understanding of Taizu Changquan, after the strengthening of hatred value, has surpassed Wu Zhixiong. After several additions, Wu Zhixiong naturally fell into an absolute disadvantage!
Moreover, it is even worse than before when I didn't use my inner strength...
Wu Zhixiong became more and more desperate as he fought, and finally Fang Jun hit the vital point with a twenty-two move - pointing to the crotch...
"Little...little uncle...you...you...you are too cruel..."
No matter how low Wu Zhixiong bowed, his whole body curled up like a cooked prawn, and cold sweat broke out...
"This...nephew, I'm so sorry...I didn't mean it..." Fang Jun said embarrassedly when he saw this.
When you point at someone else's vital points, it seems like it's a bit too much. If you can't use any moves, you have to use the trick of pointing at the crotch, although this move is really easy to use...
"Little... little uncle, master, he is definitely lying to me. I won't play with you anymore. I want to settle the score with him!"
Wu Zhixiong, with a dark face, held his vitals with both hands, bowed his waist, and walked out of the second secret room, leaving Fang Jun standing there alone at a loss.
"What did your master lie to you? Why don't you stop playing with me? I didn't mean it..."
Fang Jun feels very innocent...
The finger he pointed just now was just his instinctive reaction. At that point in time, this move was the most appropriate and could subdue the person at once. The Taizu Changquan proficiency with enhanced hatred value has turned these moves into his own.
Conditioned reflex, no need to think about it at all...
After leaving the door, Wu Zhixiong covered his crotch with one hand and began to wipe his tears with the other hand...
When a man sheds tears, he doesn't shed them easily, but they are not hurt deeply!
Wu Zhixiong is already a representative of tough guys in the eyes of many people, but when Fang Jun pointed at his crotch like this, he couldn't help but shed tears.
After leaving the training room No. 2, Wu Zhixiong did not go directly to his master to "settle accounts." In fact, those words were just bragging in front of Fang Jun, and he probably did not have the courage to question Heita. (To be continued.