Dream Journey from Shaolin

Chapter 316 Red Stick and Double Bonus Red Stick

He is indeed interested in martial arts performances, even though he is now an immortal, but he knows that unless he reaches the level of Da Luo Jinxian or above, combat skills related to close combat are still very useful.

Even in the Heavenly Court, many top Taiyi Golden Immortal level masters will, to a large extent, engage in close combat,

Because at that level, unless there are very powerful spells or magic weapons, ordinary long-range magic attacks are not as effective and deadly as melee combat.

For example, Nezha who plays with a pointed gun, Yang Jian who uses a three-pointed two-edged knife, and Monkey King who uses a wishful golden cudgel.

Of these three, which one is not the top expert in Taiyi Jinxian's cultivation base, but when they really encounter an evenly matched opponent, most of them will go up to fight with weapons,
However, no matter whether it is the physical fighting skills used by immortals or the fighting skills used by ordinary mortals, there is actually not much difference in principle.

The only difference is that the immortal body is stronger, the immortal lives longer, and is more proficient in fighting skills.
Jiang Ming is the same now,

Although he has learned a lot of powerful spells now, and even created a powerful spell that hurts and explodes,
But it doesn't mean that he gave up his close combat skills,
He has still used the boxing, sword, saber, stick, and spear skills he learned from Shaolin Temple to this day, and even combined with the use of Anjin to create the extremely destructive move of "Killing God" melee boxing,
However, when he was practicing martial arts in Shaolin Temple, it was still in the Tang Dynasty, and many exquisite martial arts had not yet appeared, such as Taijiquan, Balevelquan, Wing Chunquan, Baguazhang, etc. that he knew in his previous life.

Now that he has such an opportunity, he can just observe and study it, and learn some useful skills from these boxing and palm techniques to further improve his own close combat system.
"Uncle, this is what I told you, my classmate Jiang Ming who helped me before!"

"Jiang Ming, this is my uncle!"

Under the stage of the martial arts performance in Chinatown, in front of the viewing platform at the front,
Chen Congwen took Jiang Ming and introduced to an old Chinese man in his 50s sitting in the center,

The old man was wearing a white exercise uniform. Although his hair was half white, his body was unusually tall. Just sitting there could give people a great sense of oppression.
And when he saw Chen Congwen and Jiang Ming, he immediately put away his somewhat majestic expression and revealed a doting smile,

"Meet uncle!"

After Chen Congwen's introduction, Jiang Ming first said hello to Uncle Chen Congwen,
"Okay, okay, okay, since you are Congwen's classmate, you don't have to be polite, it's like going home when you get here!"

Uncle Chen Congwen turned his head to look at Jiang Ming, with a very gentle tone,
"Okay, thank you uncle!"

Jiang Ming replied politely,
"There are two seats reserved for you here, sit and watch the show!"

Uncle Chen Congwen pointed to the two vacant seats on his left, and motioned to Jiang Ming and Chen Congwen,
"okay!"

Chen Congwen was also polite, and directly took Jiang Ming to sit next to his uncle.
After sitting down, Chen Congwen glanced at the performance stage, and explained to Jiang Ming in a low voice:

"Brother Jiang, let me tell you, our Red Clan's martial arts performance in Chinatown every Spring Festival is actually an annual martial arts competition for the Red Cudgel disciples in the Clan. The person who wins the last one can be promoted from Red Cudgel to Double Bonus Red Cudgel! "

"What's the difference between a red stick and a double bonus red stick?"

Jiang Ming asked,

He really doesn't know much about the things in these gangs,
"The red stick refers to the group of people with the best skills in the gang. They are all masters of martial arts. It's no problem to block ten with one.
And the double flower red stick refers to the one with the highest kung fu among the red sticks. When my uncle was young, he used the double flower red stick. He has an eighth-level fist and is extremely fierce. He is invincible in all New York! "

"That's all old stuff, now that I'm old, my body can't move anymore!"

Uncle Chen Congwen was sitting next to Chen Congwen. Of course he could hear what Chen Congwen said. Although he said he was old, the smile on his face showed that he was very useful to what Chen Congwen said just now.

"Uncle, look at your body, it's stronger than mine, how old you are!"

Chen Congwen raised his arm and put it next to his uncle's arm for comparison. It was like a gap between an arm and a thigh.
"Stinky boy, who told you not to practice martial arts well, you are so skinny that you are almost as thin as a chicken!"

Uncle Chen Congwen said angrily,
"Uncle, I'm too busy studying those formulas and theories every day, how can I have time to practice martial arts!"

Uncle Chen Congwen sighed helplessly after hearing this:
"You're right. Times have changed now. Martial arts training can't save the country. It's right to study hard. It's fine if you don't follow our path. When you finish studying and return to China, it will be more useful than us!"

"Uncle, look at what you said, you are also trying to find ways to raise funds to support the country, and the effect is much stronger than that of a nerd like me!"

Chen Congwen hurriedly comforted him,

Uncle Chen Congwen patted his chair and sighed:

"Hey, I can't kill the enemy for the country, I can only do these things within my power, for the comfort of my heart!
If not...forget it..."

Speaking of which, Uncle Chen Congwen suddenly realized that Jiang Ming was still by his side and shouldn't have said these things, so he quickly changed the subject and said with a smile:

"You see, people tend to complain when they get old. What are you talking about for the New Year? By the way, Xiao Jiang, I heard from the text that you are also a martial arts practitioner. You are practicing Shaolin capture hands?"

"Yes, the master who taught me Kungfu used to be a monk in Shaolin Temple, so I know some Shaolin Kungfu!"

Jiang Ming replied with a smile,

"Uncle, brother Jiang's Shaolin grappling hand is a unique one. I don't think it's much worse than the common red stick in the gang!"

At this moment, Chen Congren also remembered the scene where Jiang Ming removed all the joints of the white student's arms like flowing water.
Hearing Chen Congwen's praise, Uncle Chen Congwen obviously didn't believe it.
In his opinion, a college student who can be admitted to Columbia University must be like his nephew, who spends his time studying in books. How can he have time to practice martial arts?
You know, to practice martial arts, you need to practice in winter and summer in summer. It takes energy and time, and you have to be accompanied by a master to practice something.
His nephew's kung fu was practiced by his younger brother every day when he was a child, but it is also wasted now.

As for the red sticks in their gang, which ones have not been practiced since childhood, and often have actual combat, even life and death fights, how can they compare,

He reckoned that Jiang Ming was better than his weakling nephew, and he couldn't compare with Ken, the red stick in the gang.
(End of this chapter)