Chapter 25: Hung Fist
Chapter 25: Hung Fist
February 2, Ruyi Temple
I saw that the eight four-meter square arenas on the road had been replaced and replaced by a large arena of eight meters square.
In the private room beside the arena, Qin Huai stood behind Li Shuwen as usual. When he saw the judge drawing lots on the stage, he couldn't help but feel nervous and secretly looked forward to it.
"Master, do you think I can make further progress in this martial arts?"
“Although you are only one step away from completing your external training, bone training is a stage that requires the most luck.
Some people may be able to achieve great physical fitness after a good sleep, but some people may have to be beaten to the point of breaking bones and tendons, and only after they have been broken and rebuilt can they barely cross this hurdle. This is something that cannot be rushed."
"Master is right, but I don't know if my chance will be among these people. Who do you think I will get?"
"Don't worry. With these guys on the field, as long as you don't pick the one using Wing Chun, you still have a chance."
Perhaps because he saw that Qin Huai was going to fight to the death on stage, Li Shuwen also said a lot of useful things that were rare.
Listening to his master's instructions, Qin Huai was also a little confused and looked at the old man deeply.
"Master is right. I just don't know why that old man came to participate in this martial arts performance. Logically, he should have long passed the stage of pursuing fame and fortune."
"Don't underestimate him. Although his nickname is 'Zhao Qianhua', I met him when I was traveling around in the early years.
He is not a person who seeks fame and fortune, so there may be some deeper meaning behind his martial arts performance this time."
"Master, if I draw that Baturu, can we really decide the winner without using weapons?"
Looking at the giant man on the stage who was catching the tiger like a giant spirit, Qin Huai also felt eager to try.
"He can't take one punch from me anyway, as for you, if one punch isn't enough, then hit me with a hundred."
Master’s words are always so simple yet effective.
Yes, there is nothing to be afraid of with scraping. As long as you scrape quickly, even the thickest blood can be scraped away.
While the master and his disciple were pointing fingers at these warriors from the sidelines, the judge on the stage had already drawn lots and checked the two contestants.
Tsarist Russian Romanov versus Hung Gar Lin Ku!
Baji Qinhuai versus Yagyu Shinkage Ryu Yagyu Takizo!
Wing Chun Chen Huashun versus Tai Chi Yang Chengfu!
Tiger Pouncing Barutu vs. Muay Thai Sharma!
Bagua Wang Xiongfei versus Xingyi Fu Jianqiu!
"I heard that this martial arts competition was made possible by a group of Western merchants who provided money and effort behind the scenes. This Russian prince dared to come to Tianjin alone for the martial arts competition, so he must have some support."
"Yes, it would be a good idea to let the Hong Quan master test the strength of the Russian prince."
The conversation between the old martial arts masters nearby entered Qin Huai's ears, causing him to narrow his eyes slightly.
Putting aside the possibility that he was an old Wing Chun practitioner who came to play around in the human world, this Russian prince should be his biggest opponent in this martial arts performance.
After the judge finished drawing lots, he held up the sign with the words "fist" and "foot" on it.
Lin Ku on the stage was the Hung Gar master who defeated A Ge. When he saw Romanov coming up, he stared at the notorious Russian prince.
Looking at the body that was three times stronger than his own, Lin Ku did not dare to be careless at all and clasped his hands together.
"please!"
Romanov curled his lips and clasped his fists in a formal manner.
Hearing the judge's signal, Romanov moved and threw a fierce right jab at Lin Ku's heart like a dragon.
Lin Ku did not dodge. His left hand formed a tiger claw and he blocked Romanov's attack with one strike.
Looking at the Tsarist prince who was temporarily forced back by his tiger tail front kick, Lin Ku gathered strength in his legs, and his body suddenly jumped up like a leopard cat, and his tiger crane flying knee hit Romanov's fair and handsome face directly.
However, he did not expect that Romanov's reaction speed was also inhuman. With a swing of his fists, Lin Ku turned from offense to defense under his knee-pressing defense.
Left hook! Right hook! Front jab!
Black fist shadows appeared around Lin Ku like fine lightning.
Seeing Lin Ku struggling to defend himself in front of Romanov, Qin Huai felt something was wrong.
"Master, it seems that this Russian prince is almost as fast and powerful as you."
"Why, you are allowed to be gifted with extraordinary powers, but others are not allowed to be born with supernatural powers?"
Seeing that his master also confirmed his guess, and remembering the strange phenomenon he had seen on this foreigner on the day of his apprenticeship, Qin Huai also secretly raised his vigilance. "Okay!"
Hearing the audience cheering, Qin Huai quickly turned his attention back to the ring.
However, Lin Ku took advantage of the moment when Romanov's punch was exhausted and used the throwing punch technique from the Iron Wire Fist to temporarily force the Tsarist prince to retreat.
He took advantage of Romanov's unstable lower body and dodged his front jab like a dragon, and then hit Romanov's left rear rib heavily with a powerful Arhat Three-Strike Cannon.
"what!"
The scream did not come from Romanov who was hit hard, but came from Lin Ku's mouth.
Not only the audience did not expect this, Lin Ku himself did not expect this either. After testing each other before, he did not notice anything wrong.
It was not until I punched this foreigner in the ribs hard that I realized that not only were his muscles as thick as rubber, but his bones were even as hard as steel.
Feeling the pain, Lin Ku had no choice but to move his fist upwards and deliver the remaining two shots into the foreigner's shoulder sockets.
Seeing that Romanov was under pressure, Lin Ku changed his right fist into an elbow, and Luohan hit Romanov's forehead with the bell, intending to kill him while he was sick, calculating to win with one strike.
Romanov is not stupid. As the best fighter of the younger generation in the West, how could he only know how to fight hard?
He lowered his head along Lin Ku's elbow and threw a hook punch from a strange angle, instantly knocking Lin Ku's head down.
Lin Ku felt uncomfortable after receiving such a heavy blow, so he had to muster up his strength, lower his head and body, and stretch his arms forward like a monkey.
Arhat hands holding up the sky!
Seeing that his right rear ribs were hit hard again, Romanov had to use a left hook to force Lin Ku to retreat, and then retreated to leave the battle circle.
Although his physique is not that of a human, Lin Ku is also a strong master who has achieved success in physical training. If he continues to attack like this, things will be bad.
Romanov thought to himself, his eyes closed and opened, and a layer of vertical pupils that were invisible to ordinary people slowly opened.
While the two men were catching their breath, the spectators beside the ring became a little anxious.
"Master Lin, cut him in the middle!"
"Master Lin, attack him from the bottom three ways! Let this foreigner have a good taste of the power of Kung Fu!"
Seeing Romanov leaping forward, Lin Ku suppressed his surging blood, jumped and turned, using his hips to lead his waist, and his waist to lead his shoulders, and swung the big whip with the sound of wind straight at the foreigner's brow.
Romanov dodged slightly, and his fists fell like raindrops. His continuous jabs and swings accurately offset Lin Ku's tiger claws one by one.
"Damn it, you only know how to fight with your strength, do you really think I'm a loser?"
Lin Ku also made up his mind. He dodged the straight punch and suddenly accelerated. He bent his body and kicked Romanov's crotch with a tiger tail kick quickly and fiercely.
Romanov seemed to have anticipated Lin Ku's move. He suddenly jumped up and slammed his knees into Lin Ku with a tiger-crane move.
"Oh!"
Seeing Lin Ku being knocked flying and the blood spraying all over the sky, the onlookers couldn't help but get angry.
"what!"
"How could that foreigner have such a trick!"
"Steal the skills!"
The judge saw Lin Ku lying on the ground unable to get up, and his blood seemed to be mixed with fragments of his internal organs, so he hurriedly called for the bonesetter to come and treat him.
Looking at Romanov who was looking smug on the stage, Li Shuwen turned around and glanced at Qin Huai.
"That foreigner is weird, you have to be careful."
Qin Huai was about to reply when the judge on the field shouted,
"The next match is between Baji Qinhuai and Yagyu Shinkage-ryu Yagyu Takizo!"
(End of this chapter)