Chapter 24: Martial Arts Performance in Beijing
Chapter 24: Martial Arts Performance in Beijing
The seventeenth day of the first lunar month, Ruyi Temple.
The pedestrians and vendors on the street had long been driven away by the court, and were replaced by eight tall, wide and solid arenas.
Closely next to the sturdy pillars of the arena are five or six bone-setting medicine stalls and seven or eight Tianjin snack shops.
Although the cheers around the arena were a bit noisy, Qin Huai stood behind his master's seat and watched with great interest.
The first few rounds of competition were only about boxing and kicking, so the ring was not big, only about four meters in radius.
Eight competitions were held simultaneously. Even though the judges were all experienced martial artists with many years of fighting experience, they were still so busy that they were almost beating their heads.
Next to the ring, a group of black men were listlessly maintaining order.
"Boss, do you think our medicine shop can make money?"
Seeing that the boss was happy, Hei Pi, Jin Er's subordinate, came up and asked with a grin.
"Go away, go away. I told you to hire a bonesetter, but you got a few apprentices back. Who are you trying to fool?!"
"Boss, the better bonesetters are all there. Although we apprentices are not as good as Master Huang, we can still prescribe some red wound medicine and straighten the bones for those poor guys."
"I knew I couldn't count on you. Luckily, I bet two thousand dollars on Lord Baturu in advance. Otherwise, if I wanted to make money from you, I would have to wait until my next life."
Just when Jin Er was daydreaming about getting rich, a big man flew out from the ring and smashed the black-skinned people who were talking and laughing into pieces.
"What are you looking at? Hurry up and carry the person down. If you delay my fight to the end, you will have a hard time when you get back."
The black men were just about to cause trouble for the people on the stage, but when they heard Baturu's voice, they hurriedly responded dejectedly, claiming that they were carrying the people away.
Sitting on the high platform, Qin Huai also noticed this particularly majestic Manchu man.
"Master, the technique that person used doesn't seem to be the boxing style we usually see. Instead, it looks a bit like Mongolian wrestling."
What should I do if I have questions? The master is sitting right in front of me, so it would be useless not to ask.
"Little brother, you have good eyesight. That man is the brave general of the Shanpu Camp. He has been taught by Manchu masters since he was a child. He is the last martial arts champion of the court. There are not many people in the world who can beat him with bare hands. I didn't expect him to come too."
Before Li Shuwen could speak, a man in military uniform sitting next to him turned to Qin Huai and answered his question with a smile.
"Why don't you thank Nei Shi Ruan for clearing up my doubts?" Although Li Shuwen remained serious, he pointed out the identity of this person to Qin Huai in his words.
He was wearing military uniform, and his master knew him. He was also very familiar with the imperial court masters. Could it be that
Qin Huai thought about it in his heart, but his face remained calm. He slightly stepped back and clasped his fists, "Thank you Ruan Neishi for your advice!"
The man in military uniform was about to continue speaking, but was interrupted by cheers from the audience.
"Baguazhang is still the best. Those foreigners' fights are too straightforward and boring!"
"Master Wang is indeed very skilled. Look at the demeanor of this master who remains calm and composed!"
The three of them turned their attention back to the arena. Qin Huai took a look and couldn't help but smile. Isn't this an acquaintance?
Wang Xiongfei, standing on the stage, still had a wooden look on his face, with no emotion at all. At his feet, a Tsarist Russian soldier was lying on the ground with a red cheek, waiting for the black men to carry him away for treatment.
Don't be fooled by this kid's harmless appearance. When he starts to attack, Qin Huai will feel inferior to him.
"Ah Huai, A Ge is about to go on stage, go down and take care of him."
As if he didn't want Qin Huai to have too much contact with the man in military uniform, Li Shuwen found an excuse to send Qin Huai away.
Next to the arena, watching the two sides fighting on the field, Qin Huai secretly worried about his junior brother.
Unlike Qin Huai, who had inhuman progress, A Ge, like Li Bingwu, had practiced martial arts since childhood, but his strength was only average. A Ge was facing a tall, strong, ruddy-faced young man.
Qin Huai glanced at his arm, which was almost as thick as A'ge's leg, and then glanced at his bulging temple.
Well, he is a tough guy who has achieved great success in physical training. My junior brother is going to get a beating.
On the stage, fist shadows were scattered and kicks were whistling.
"Bang" "Ah"
"Stop! The winner is decided!"
Medicine shed for trauma
Qin Huai was wiping A Ge's red and swollen cheek with a gauze soaked in medicated wine. Looking at his junior brother who was in a low mood and didn't say a word, he couldn't help but comfort him.
"Age, do you want to know why you lost today?"
Feeling the eager eyes of my junior fellow apprentice and the unyielding spirit in them.
Qin Huai said seriously,
"You were already very proficient in the Bajiquan stance in the ring today, and you were more than capable of handling ordinary martial artists. But the opponent was also a master, and his bridge hand technique was very good at using Hongquan. In addition, you were still young, and your physical training progress was slightly behind. Even if you lost, it was understandable. Didn't you see the end of the match? Didn't the Hongquan fighter feel that his victory was unfair?"
Unfortunately, fighting is different from other things. Whether it is fair or not, most warriors just want to win. As for the insidious and vicious means? Anyway, the person lying on the ground is not him.
"Hahaha, Shenzhou is so big, but there is no one who can defeat me?"
Looking at Yagyu Takizo who was laughing wildly on the stage, the onlookers were extremely angry but they were afraid of the ruthless methods of the Yingzhou warrior and did not dare to go on stage to challenge him.
"Let me do it." A big man couldn't stand it anymore and went on stage to challenge.
"Whoosh" "Bang"
"You are despicable." After saying that, the big man covered his lower body, rolled his eyes and fainted in pain.
"Hahaha, I really am invincible!"
Seeing the crazy appearance of the Yingzhou warrior on the stage, the audience below hurriedly scattered and went to the other side of the stage.
Unlike the champions of other arenas who are in their twenties or thirties, the one guarding this arena is an old man in his sixties.
Seeing a challenger coming up on the stage, the old man bowed slightly. When he saw the other party return the greeting, he stood still and made a gesture with his hand, indicating that the other party should attack first.
Butterfly palm! Sun-shaped punch! Horizontal palm strike to the jaw!
The old man looked at his opponent lying quietly on the ground, brushed off the corner of his clothes, and bowed slightly, "Thank you."
Seeing the old man's ferocious punching power and rich experience, the remaining boxers all felt that it was difficult to deal with him and had to look for other opponents.
"Yang style Tai Chi, please teach me."
Looking at the warriors being thrown out of the ring, the boxers had no choice but to turn their attention to the last ring.
There is no way. All the masters in other arenas are from famous families, but the defender of this arena is just an unknown little guy.
After a brutal fight, with countless amounts of blood shed on the ring, this short Thai man finally managed to hold on to the end, gasping for breath.
There were eight arenas, with contestants of both old and young, Chinese and foreign, and after several days of fierce fighting, the final list of the ten contestants was revealed.
Romanov of Tsarist Russia, Qinhuai of Baji, Chen Huashun of Wing Chun, Bahu Barutu, Wang Xiongfei of Bagua, Yagyu Shinkage-ryu Yagyu Takizo, Yang Chengfu of Tai Chi, Sharma of Muay Thai, Fu Jianqiu of Xingyi, and Lin Ku of Hung Gar.
Although there are still many future warriors, these ten people are undoubtedly the strongest warriors in Tianjin at this time.
On the second day of the second month, the dragon raises its head and all martial artists perform martial arts together!
(End of this chapter)