Cultivating From Obtaining Experience

  Chapter 87 This guy doesn't talk about martial arts

   When fighting, roaring, shouting, and screaming are not appropriate most of the time. Because shouting loudly will disturb the breathing rhythm, it will be discouraged, and if you are discouraged, you will lose your strength.

  People who really know kung fu basically don't beep when they move their hands.

  Of course, if you know the legendary "Lion's Roar Skill" and can knock people down with a single roar, that's another matter.

  The purpose of a fight is to bring down and subdue the opponent. Most of the winners and losers are won in an instant, like those in martial arts novels that fight for three days and three nights at every turn.

   Li Xinzhu put down two people in an instant, and Yang Xianhua's face was so gloomy that he could drip water.

   "This, this won't work. Curator Yang is your student. You have a good reputation and your teaching skills are not good. You have to teach them something serious!"

  The abilities of these two people disappointed Li Xinzhu. He set his sights on Yang Xianhua. Those two just now were at most an appetizer, but this one in front of him was a real talent. He subconsciously turned on the mocking mode.

   "Are you here to find trouble?" Yang Xianhua gritted his teeth, looked fiercely like a jackal, secretly moved his palms and shrugged his shoulders a few times.

   "You have to understand that you were the ones who made the move first, so don't complain first." Li Xinzhu said so, but Li Xinzhu had already begun to gather strength and was ready to launch an attack at any time.

   "Wang An, I remember you, you still learned Tai Chi in my martial arts gym." Yang Xianhua turned his head to look at Wang An.

   "Yes, I have met the curator a few times." Wang An calmly said, after he had contacted Yang Xianhua a few times, he no longer had any good impressions of this person, not to mention his skills, his character was too bad.

   "Did I have any trouble with you? Why do you have trouble with me? Why do you all have trouble with me, why?" Yang Xianhua became obviously emotional while talking. The expression on his face was angry at first, and then became ferocious.

   "Are you going crazy? Do you want to call an ambulance for you? How many people have been harmed by those **** things you did? Is it reasonable for you to kill people?" Li Xinzhu said coldly.

   "I killed someone, she committed suicide, it has nothing to do with me, she was just a bastard, so why pretend to be aloof! She just wanted to extort money, I gave it to her!

  What does this matter have to do with you? Do you know her mother, or is she your mother? "

   "Hsinchu, come on, beat him up." Wang An's eyes turned cold after hearing this.

"okay!"

  Li Hsin-chu strode forward, his form and meaning collapsed, and he punched hard.

  Yang Xianhua used Taijiquan to parry, Taiji Yunshou, one fight and one turn, unloaded Li Xinzhu's punch, but the second punch was already close to him, one punch after another.

  Xingyiquan, fast forward and fast strike, like a violent storm.

  Yang Xianghua kept drawing circles with his hands, he was already angry, Tai Chi seemed to be full of anger, not so harmonious.

  The contest between two people doesn't look beautiful at all, and it doesn't have the chic and elegant style in action movies.

  Li Hsinchu's boxing method is simpler, step forward, collapse the fist, be blocked, directly rush away, then advance, continue to punch, step by step. Strong and straight.

  Yang Xianhua used Taiji Cloud Hands to parry, and he was able to block two times at first, but Li Xinzhu's punches became faster and faster, and he was a little bit overwhelmed. He lost his temper and became confused.

  Dongdong two punches landed on the ground, one on the chest, one on the abdomen, thump, thud, Yang Xianhua took three steps back, and slammed into a car with a bang.

   "You're not very good at this skill!" Li Xinzhu's words are equivalent to stabbing someone with a knife and then adding a handful of salt to his wound.

  Yang Xianhua was about to burst into tears, took off his outer coat and threw it away, seeing that he was going to fight Li Xinzhu desperately, Li Xinzhu not only did not have the slightest expression of fear on his face, but was even more excited.

   Clap, there was a crisp sound from the ground.

  Yang Xianhua stomped his feet on the ground, and rushed towards Li Xinzhu all at once, his boxing style changed instantly, from the softness just now to the fierceness.

  Three Emperor Pao Chui is also hard hitting.

  The two are head-to-head now.

  Yang Xianhua didn't cover up in his anger, he only attacked but not defended. Looking at it like that, he wished he could beat Li Xinzhu to death on the spot.

  The same is true for Li Hsin-chu. Ever since he practiced Zhi Jin, he can only hit sandbags, and he can't let go of beating people. Now he finally has the opportunity to find someone who is similar to him.

   Bang, bang, bang,

  The fists of the two people either hit each other or fell on each other.

  As the saying goes, you don't hit someone in the face when you hit someone, but Li Hsinchu punched Yang Xianhua's cheeks two times in succession, his nose was bruised and his face was swollen, and his otherwise handsome face immediately disfigured.

  Yang Xianhua didn't care, he kept beating like crazy.

   After a while, Yang Xianhua suddenly jumped away, raised his hand to wipe his nosebleed, put his right hand into his trouser pocket, scratched it twice quickly, and then stuck out quickly.

   "You can't beat the crotch, you are so disgusting!" Li Xinzhu said disdainfully.

   At this time, Yang Xianghua had already charged over, aggressively, punching like cannons, and the Three Emperors Pao punched.

   No!

  Wang An kicked suddenly, and he came in front of him, stopped Yang Xianhua, raised his hand to press the arm supporting him, and caught his punch.

  Smoothly dissipated the rushing force, and with a kick, Yang Xianghua turned his body consciously, raised his hand and pushed, Yang Xianhua flew out, and crashed into a car with a bang.

  The whole process was very easy, just like an adult playing with a child.

  He has been pushing stones weighing more than 4,000 catties these days. Pushing a person weighing 160 to 70 catties is not fun.

   "What are you doing, I can deal with this guy!" Li Xinzhu on the side was stunned when he saw this.

  Wang An didn't speak, but stepped forward and grabbed Yang Xianhua's right hand and twisted it.

   "Look at what this is?"

   Li Xinzhu looked along the situation, and saw that Yang Xianhua was actually wearing a black knuckle on his right hand. It was so exquisite that he couldn't see it unless he looked carefully in the dark night.

  It is quite painful to hit the body with this thing, and it can even directly break a person's bones.

  When he stretched his hands into his trouser pockets just now, Wang An felt that something was wrong. Anyone who puts his hands into his trouser pockets during a fight must have something to do. When he looked closely, there was an extra knuckle on Yang Xianhua's hand.

   "Hold the grass, you don't talk about martial arts! That's right, scumbags don't have martial arts."

   "Wang An, why the **** are you against me everywhere, I'm your master anyway!"

   "I did learn something from you, but I can't be called a master. What's more, your virtue is really bad!"

  Yang Xianhua struggled hard. Wang An turned and twisted his hand, and there was a sharp pain. He immediately calmed down a bit, and his body was still heaving violently.

   "Let go of me, forget about this matter, and I will never trouble you in the future." Yang Xianhua suddenly begged for mercy.

   "Hey, your face changed really fast, but I can't believe what you said at all! You are too insidious, a scumbag." Li Xinzhu said.

   "I'm telling the truth."

   "Well, I'll record a video for you, and you can say it again."

   "I don't care for you!" Yang Xianhua stood up suddenly, bent his arm and raised his elbow, and hit Wang An's throat.

  Wang An raised his hand and pressed it, and that elbow was instantly held down by him. With a slight force, Yang Xianhua stuck to the next car with a bang, unable to move, like a mischievous child being held down by an adult.

  He raised his hand and beat several parts of his back a few times with his fist bone, and then released him.

   "Let's go!"

   At this time, there were already more people nearby, gathered around and pointed.

   "Ah, let's go now?" Li Xinzhu was obviously still a little reluctant.

  Wang An dragged him, and the two got into the car and left.

   "Why, why are we leaving, I haven't fought enough!?"

   "With so many people watching, it's meaningless to fight. Could it be that you still want to kill him?" Wang An wrote lightly.

   "How is it possible, I just want him to make a fool of himself in public. If killing him is not illegal for the **** things he did, I want to kill him directly.

   He even uses knuckles in a fight, why doesn't he use a knife, this guy is too insidious. "Li Hsinchu said harshly.

   "He doesn't use a knife because he didn't bring it with him. If he brought it, he would definitely use it. I found that your hostility has increased a lot." Wang Andao, "Do you still have nightmares at night?"

   "I still dream of the two of them, but I'm not afraid anymore. I even slapped the evil spirit twice, but he didn't respond. I'm thinking about practicing boxing with it in my dream." Li Xinzhu said while driving.

   "Furthermore, I'm not hostile, I'm upholding justice, and that kind of scum has to be dealt with."

   "Well, your sense of justice surprised me a little. Seeing you being so violent today, I thought you had this disease again." Wang Andao.

   "What did you say when you fiddled with me just now? I looked at it very relaxed and freehand, and immediately sent Yang Xianhua flying."

   "Actually, it's just two words, strength and skill." Wang An said simply.

   "If you are strong enough, with ten thousand catties of strength all over your body, like Monk Hua, who can pull up weeping willows upside down, then no matter who hits someone, you can punch them one by one, grab and throw them, and whoever can stop them is called a one-strength drop.

  Many masters in history have the kind of natural supernatural power. Since ancient times, they have practiced Kungfu by lifting stone locks to build strength. However, many martial arts now pay too much attention to routines and ignore strength training.

  As for skills, it allows you to give full play to your own abilities. If you have fifty pounds of strength, you can achieve the effect of one hundred pounds.

   To put it bluntly, this is the real kung fu. There is also the most famous four-two-stroke thousand catty, but if you want to move a thousand catties, you must at least have the strength of more than one hundred catties, otherwise you will not be able to move at all, and you will be directly crushed. "

  Wang An practiced pushing stones at home during this period of time, and gained some experience and insights in practice.

   "Tsk tsk tsk, what you said is indeed reasonable, and I have learned a lot from you."

   "Drive well, watch the road, don't hold the steering wheel with one hand, you are speeding."

   "Hey, don't you get angry when you look at Yang Xianhua?" Li Xinzhu turned to look at Wang An and asked in puzzlement.

  (end of this chapter)