Violators Club

Chapter 89 Leopard Fist!

Chapter 87 Leopard Fist!
In the practice room on the second floor of the milk tea shop, Chen Changqing, a strong and strong man with his upper body naked, was lying limp on the ground, staring at the ceiling with blank eyes, and matched with the glistening and oily sweat on his body surface, and his intermittent breathing?
People can't help but think of philosophy!

Hong Zhen, the owner of the milk tea shop next to him, rolled his eyes and kicked Chen Changqing:
"Okay, don't pretend to be dead."

Don't look at the light kick, but it hurts the heart when it kicks someone.

Feeling like being pricked by a needle, Chen Changqing sat up abruptly, subconsciously glaring and shouting:

"Am I pretending to be dead...huh?"

Before he finished speaking, Chen Changqing couldn't help flashing a look of surprise in his eyes.

I don't know if all kung fu is like this?
Obviously, it seemed like a very simple set of punches, but Chen Changqing felt extremely tired physically after finishing the set.

Every movement of the body muscles has been effectively exercised, it feels like exercising under a weight-bearing state, the blood is surging, the muscles all over the body are swollen, and even the bones and internal organs become hot.

In this state, the cells exhausted very quickly, and even Chen Changqing's body was slightly affected.

To be honest, it's also exercise, running a 42-kilometer marathon, I guess I didn't get tired from practicing boxing for half an hour.

The reason why he was lying on the floor was, on the one hand, that the old fellow Hong Zhen was really ruthless, making Chen Changqing scream.

On the other hand, it is tiring, and I don't feel it when I practice boxing.

After stopping, the muscles are swollen and sore, not to mention how sore it feels.

However, after being kicked by Hong Zhen, the pain was a bit painful, but Chen Changqing, who sat up, felt his body relaxed for a while, which made his eyes a little more surprised.

Looking at Chen Changqing's curious eyes, Hong Zhen glared at Chen Changqing angrily:
"Do you really think I'm trying to deal with you? The dragon fist you just punched was too hard. I pushed back all the muscles and bones you had removed. Don't you feel your body is very relaxed?"

Chen Changqing moved his body and replied truthfully:
"Yes, but I feel a little tired."

Hong Zhen nodded, he didn't say much, but said: "It's normal, this problem won't be there when we practice Zhuang Gong in the future."

From ancient times to the present, among boxing techniques, Bajiquan must be the most powerful.

Otherwise, there would be no saying that Taiji did not go out for ten years, and Baji killed people for three years.

But if you want to say that the one with the most momentum is Hong Quan!
Hong Quan looked at the situation, and there must have been a shout at the moment of punching, the trinity of energy and spirit.

The old Hongquan master punched out, and the fist hadn't landed yet, just that loud shout was enough to scare the enemy's guts!
Chen Changqing only practiced the five-way boxing method of the external boxing, and he didn't touch the stance and breathing method of the internal boxing, so just now when the dragon fist was blasted, he used too much force.

The full version of Hong Quan was shouted out with Qiao Jin instead of being forced out like Chen Changqing just now.

Because today was the first day of apprenticeship, Hong Zhen didn't have time to teach Chen Changqing many things.

In fact, according to his initial thinking, he planned to let Chen Changqing practice foreign boxing for three years.

After the spirit and spirit are polished, I will slowly teach Chen Changqing the Zhuang Gong.

But unexpectedly, it was only the first day, and Chen Changqing threw a punch that even the old Hongquan master might not have punched.

Chen Changqing didn't know this, he simply realized that his boxing skills were not complete, so he asked directly:

"When will you teach me Zhuang Gong?"

Hong Zhen glanced at Chen Changqing, he waved his hand, and did not answer the question:

"Learn to crawl first. You have a problem with Leopard Fist. I'll practice it for you."

With that said, Hong Zhen walked to the middle of the practice room. While rolling up his sleeves, he explained: "Look, the tiger fist is strong and the leopard fist is nimble. What are you hitting? It's a lame old cat. That's called Leopard Fist!"

As the words fell, Hong Zhen made a Leopard Fist gesture.

In an instant, his eyes changed!

Stepping out with one foot, the footsteps are nimble and quick, and the spine is like a curved bow.

With boiling blood and sharp eyes, Chen Changqing even had an illusion when he met Hong Zhen's eyes.

What stood in front of him was not a human being, but a top predator in the jungle—a leopard!

And as the opponent punched, this feeling became more and more intense.

The leopard's agility, ghostliness, and swiftness were displayed one by one in the opponent's punches, especially the last punch mixed with violent drinking.

In an instant, Chen Changqing's hairs stood on end.

A layer of goose bumps appeared on his body, because he really felt that a leopard was about to pounce on him and tear his throat open.

As Hong Zhen withdrew his fist, he looked at Chen Changqing who was standing there dumbfounded and couldn't help asking:
"Do you understand?"

Chen Changqing shook his head: "I don't understand."

If you understand it, you understand it, if you don't understand it, you don't understand it. This is what makes Hong Zhen happy about Chen Changqing.

The teacher taught the apprentice not to be afraid of being stupid, but to be afraid of the apprentice pretending to understand. This is the most troublesome part, so Hong Zhen made another starting gesture: "I will do it again, don't just memorize the movements, imagine yourself as a leopard , pay attention to my posture."

Hong Zhen is worthy of being a master of martial arts, he fought three times in a row, each time gave Chen Changqing a different feeling.

After playing the last time, looking at Chen Changqing's brighter eyes, Hong Zhen asked:
"What about this time?"

Chen Changqing scratched his head, with an eager expression on his face: "I don't know, why don't I call it again?"

Hong Zhen gave up an empty seat to Chen Changqing, looking full of energy, he couldn't tell that this was a 58-year-old man:
"Come on, let me see what's wrong."

No better than not knowing, one is scared.

Hong Zhen's Leopard Fist gave people the feeling of a ferocious leopard, the real overlord of the jungle, a top beast!
Chen Changqing's Leopard Fist?

It was an old cat with a lame leg before, but now it is much better, but it is still an old cat.

However, Hong Zhen was very satisfied. After all, he was just getting started. He patted Chen Changqing on the shoulder: "It's not bad, it's much better than before. Just practice according to this feeling. After practicing for three to five months, you can almost teach you the skills gone."

Chen Changqing was taken aback: "Three to five months?"

Hong Zhen glanced at Chen Changqing, and raised his eyelids: "Otherwise? A normal person may not be able to get started after 20 years of practice."

At the beginning, Hong Zhen planned to let Chen Changqing practice for three years.

But I have to say that this kid is really a good seed for martial arts, whether it is understanding, talent or mentality, he is simply too righteous!

Looking at Chen Changqing who was about to do it again, Hong Zhen hurriedly called to him:
"Don't practice, it's almost the same today, eat more when you go back, martial arts practice has high dietary requirements."

A flash of hesitation flashed in Chen Changqing's eyes:
"Stop now? I just found the feeling."

Hong Zhen shook his head, a look of seriousness flashed in his eyes: "Too much is too much, your body hasn't adapted yet, this intensity is just right."

After thinking about it, Chen Changqing felt the same reason, so he picked up a towel not far away to wipe his body, but he couldn't help but joked:
"I didn't realize that you, an old fellow, actually know how to love others."

Hong Zhen blushed, glared angrily, and shouted in disgust:
"Put on your clothes and get out!"

Half an hour later, as she pushed the door and walked in, Sister Ali, who was loading coins at the front desk, couldn't help but smile:
"Boss, are you back?"

Chen Changqing smiled and handed over the egg tart in his hand.

Wearing a straight suit, wearing gold-rimmed glasses, elegant and easy-going temperament, and the muscular beast who practiced boxing half an hour ago, he is a completely different person:
"Well, I bought some egg tarts, and I'll share them with the guys later."

Sister Ali took the egg tart with a smile, as if she had thought of something interesting, she said casually:

"Boss is arrogant, by the way, boss, a very strange person came this morning, and he said he wanted to find you."

Chen Changqing frowned, with a little puzzlement in his eyes:

"Very strange person."

Sister Ali nodded, and she described the situation at the time: "In her 30s, her face looked a little gloomy. She said that she gave you cigarettes in prison before and asked you to wait for him in the store at night."

Chen Changqing rolled his eyes: "Is this person crazy?"

Sister Ali responded with a smile: "I think so too."

As for the middle-aged man who came in the morning?
Sister Ali didn't like her very much. She knew that her boss went to prison at the end of last year, and her boyfriend Sha Qiang met the boss at that time, but a middle-aged man in his thirties would be arrested and sent to prison.

What does this mean?
It shows that this person is irresponsible, whether it is to parents or family members, this kind of person is extremely irresponsible.

As the ancients said, one stands at thirty!

What Ali looked down on the most was this kind of man, besides his bad attitude.

Who do you think you are, I really don't know who gave him the confidence, a dead guy who just got out of prison, just opened his mouth and asked our boss to wait for you?

It's just that what Sister Ali didn't see was the moment Chen Changqing turned around?
A cold light flashed under Chen Changqing's gold-rimmed glasses!
Cigarettes are hard currency in prisons, and no one will give their cigarettes to others if the relationship is not very good.

In Chen Changqing's memory, there was only one person who often gave him cigarettes, and that person was Xiangjiang inspector - Huang Zhicheng!

(End of this chapter)