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Chapter 320 Give You One Hand

Chapter 320 Let You Hands Up
"beat?"

Liu Jiahui was a little confused.

When did he say he wanted to fight? He just saw Yang Mi and Tang Yan practicing a set of kung fu and thought it was a bit interesting, so he came over today to ask.

Did not say to fight.

In addition to practicing martial arts, he is also from a family of actors. He has lived in Hong Kong Island for decades, so how could he not know how powerful Ding Xiu is.

This is an existence that can penetrate the martial arts of Hong Kong Island by one person. Competing with him is not looking for abuse.

Ding Xiu said seriously: "Yes, didn't you ask me to make gestures?"

"I didn't say gestures." Liu Jiahui had a toothache, supported his waist and said, "I'm not very good at kung fu, and I'm not your opponent. I saw Yang Mi practicing a set of kung fu yesterday, and I was a little curious. After knowing it was taught by you, I wanted to come and fight with you Hello."

Don't beat, don't beat me, Ding Xiu was immediately bored: "Your skills should not be bad, Zhao Zhilin is quite powerful, and his Hong fist is very strong, Master Liu, don't be humble. "

A few years ago when he was a cameo in kung fu, he had fought against the Hong family's Iron Line Fist. Zhao Zhilin's Hong Fist was really powerful. His disciples were all over the world, and he was also a big celebrity in the domestic martial arts circle.

Zhao Zhilin's father is a disciple of Lin Shirong, and Liu Jiahui's master is also a disciple of Lin Shirong. Speaking of which, the two are still brothers of the same school. It makes no sense that there is a big difference in skill.

"I really can't." Afraid of being beaten, Liu Jiahui quickly waved his hands and said with a wry smile: "Brother Zhao is the leader of our generation, I can't compare with him."

"I practiced for a few years when I was young, but I didn't practice much after I entered the entertainment industry. I didn't practice for more than ten years, and I would have given up. Now, even if you let me go, I can't beat you."

For their kung fu, if Huang Qiying is the first generation and Huang Feihong is the second generation, then Lin Shirong is the third generation.

The experience of this "Pork Rong" is no worse than that of Huang Qiying and Huang Feihong.

When he was young, Lin Shirong was accepted as a disciple by a famous Hongquan master. At the age of 17, he went to Guangzhou and taught in Li Fulin's Black Banner Army. Later, he won the No.1 in the Guangzhou Wushu Competition.

He was once praised by the father of the nation, who personally awarded him a medal.

He studied under Huang Feihong for more than [-] years, summed up the experience of predecessors, and created his own Huhemen. The Huhe Shuangxingquan written by him is still used in the National Higher Sports Martial Arts Academy.

His disciples spread all over the country, with more than 1 disciples at their peak.

Zhao Zhilin's father was one of Lin Shirong's disciples, but Zhao Zhilin was more youthful than others.

Among the disciples of this generation, the most outstanding one is Zhao Zhilin, who has passed on his kung fu to the fullest. His Hongquan martial arts gym has been opened overseas, and he has hundreds of thousands of disciples.

Liu Jiahui thought he was no match for Zhao Zhilin.

Whether it is martial arts or achievements.

"It's okay, I'm here now, so I'll just have one hand." Being idle was idle, curiosity aroused, Ding Xiu easily didn't want to let Liu Jiahui go.

Pants are off, you tell me this?

You have to do it today, and you have to do it if you don’t.

Hearing these insulting words, Liu Jiahui narrowed his eyes and gradually lowered his smile.

He said that Ding Xiu could hit him with one hand, and that was a polite word. He said that he was indeed no match for Ding Xiu, but with one hand, he was still very sure.

Traditional martial arts are not martial arts novels. There is no such thing as Yang Guo who can become more powerful after breaking a hand.

Kung fu has a practice method and a play method, whether it is between offense and defense, it requires the cooperation of two hands.

It is not an exaggeration to say that without a hand, there is no fighting power.

You let Tyson lose an arm, and the lightweight and flyweight champions can kill him.

"How about I let you go?" Ding Xiu simply put his hands behind his back.

Lying down!

No matter how good-tempered Liu Jiahui was, he couldn't listen to such words.

"Okay, okay, two hands are two hands, I will discuss with Master Ding today."

Ding Xiu gave him two hands, and only his feet can be used. His combat power is more than one out of ten. Now he may not be a student opponent of the Physical Education University.

An average adult can take him down.

It's very simple, it's done by rushing up and hugging and throwing.

Ding Xiu grinned and took off his shoes, revealing his black socks: "This way please."

There is a special place for martial arts in the training hall, and there is an area where the soft ground is laid, and it will be fine if you fall on the ground.

Not wanting to take advantage, Liu Jiahui also slipped on his shoes, cupped his hands and said, "Master Ding, then let's finish the order."

"Good talk, good talk."

Ding Xiu, with his hands behind his back, took a few steps back to make room, looked at Liu Jiahui a few times, and was already thinking about a move in his head for a while.

"call!"

Liu Jiahui took a deep breath, clenched his fists, a different aura emanated from his body, and the expression in his eyes was also different.

He adopted Lin Shirong's apprentice Liu Zhan since he was a child, so Liu Zhan is his father and master to him, and he didn't hide anything from him when he taught martial arts.

The essence of Hongquan, the key points of the tiger-crane double form, the training method, and the fighting method are all taught by the master.

When he was young, he was very interested in martial arts, and he was also an invincible fighter among his peers. It was only by chance that he saw the entertainment industry before he started filming.

In the past ten years, he really didn't practice martial arts much, and his focus was on family and work.

Maybe he can't reach Zhao Zhilin's level, but it's not a big problem if he just beats Ding Xiu who only has one pair of feet.

On the opposite side, Ding Xiu jumped on the spot and said, "Come on, let me see your Hong fist."

"as you wish."

His feet were like wading in the water, Liu Jiahui came to Ding Xiu in a few tiger steps, with a long bridge and a big horse, with long hands and long strikes, he punched out, very fast.

Ding Xiu just took a step back and dodged the punch by leaning back with his upper body.

In an instant, the fist turned into a claw, and Liu Jiahui's five claws grabbed Ding Xiu's face with a sharp wind.

His legs were longer than his hands, Ding Xiu kicked him, kicked his hands away, turned around and kicked Liu Jiahui in the chest, kicking him back a few steps.

"Master Liu, don't hold back, I can withstand this level of attack."

If he didn't guess wrong, the claws just now grabbed the eyeballs, which is the ultimate move, but Liu Jiahui changed his claws to face because he was afraid of hurting others.

Because of being unsteady, the movements of his hands changed and slowed down, which was full of flaws in Ding Xiu's eyes.

After shaking his sore arm, Liu Jiahui looked serious and didn't say a word.

He didn't expect that Ding Xiu's reaction was still so fast without his hands, and he almost overturned the car.

Staring at Ding Xiu carefully, this time, the posture of his hands has changed, one hand is tiger claw, the other hand is lightly gripped with five fingers, showing a pointed mouth.

It is the famous tiger and crane double shape.

The tiger is brave and the crane is light and nimble. The two are both rigid and soft.

From Huang Qiying's generation, to Huang Feihong, Lin Shirong, and to today, the tiger and crane double form has been continuously improved, and the skills in all aspects are not inferior to those of a hundred years ago.

Hong Quan is indeed not as good as Zhao Zhilin, because he is not majoring in Hong Quan.

Since I was a child, I majored in the double form of tiger and crane.

Like a roc spreading its wings, Liu Jiahui came to Ding Xiu's body in a flash, grabbed Ding Xiu's neck with one claw, and landed on his lower abdomen with the other hand to make up the knife.

"That's interesting."

Watching the sharp claws coming towards his neck, Ding Xiu didn't panic at all, and even imagined that if this move was done by himself, it would definitely tear the enemy's throat off.

At this time, from the corner of his eye, he could still see Liu Jiahui's throbbing crane shape, which had already protruded out, and the target was his temple.

Ding Xiu squatted down violently, and at the same time swept across with his foot.

Liu Jiahui seemed to stand tall like a real one, he raised his front foot just in time to miss Ding Xiu's whip kick.

But in the next second, a sharper whip kicked over again.

A black shadow flashed in front of my eyes, and before I had time to think too much, I hurriedly backed away, taking four or five steps in a row before kicking out with lingering fear.

As long as he reacted a little slower just now, he would already lie down now.

Fortunately, Ding Xiu didn't chase after him, and he was still smiling with his hands behind his back.

At this time, a lot of people had come to the training ground, martial arts and martial arts instructors were there. At first, they didn't care when they saw the two of them talking and laughing. Unexpectedly, the fight started within a few minutes.

At first, I thought it was a trick, but after a closer look, it was not.

There is no tiger and crane double fist in Xianxia drama.

Ding Xiu said lightly: "Continue, Master Liu."

Not daring to underestimate the enemy, Liu Jiahui continued to attack with a tiger in one hand and a crane in the other hand, but this time it was different from before, and kicked with one foot instead.

Ding Xiu's legs are longer than his hands. If he keeps using his hands, it may be difficult to get close. Using his feet is different, and he can cooperate with his hands at any time to catch him by surprise.

Facing Liu Jiahui's foot, Ding Xiu chuckled, turned around and kicked it out.

Because of the extra turning action, his foot direction is the same as Liu Jiahui's. From the perspective of a bystander, his legs are chasing after Liu Jiahui's legs after drawing a circle.

And also caught up.

In an instant, the legs touched together.

Not surprisingly, Liu Jiahui was paralyzed, his physical strength and age were not as good as Ding Xiu's, and the opponent came later, so he was even more unable to exert his strength, and kicked the cotton.

When Ding Xiu touched him, his calf almost cramped.

It wasn't over yet, Ding Xiu's legs wrapped around his calves, and then he leaned forward, his body fell, and he knelt on the ground together with his legs.

Taking a deep breath, the corners of Liu Jiahui's mouth twitched, he didn't care about any moves, and slapped Ding Xiu with his backhand.

Ding Xiu didn't have hands, and he couldn't use his feet at the moment, so he rolled his body backwards and hid.

Lying down!

Liu Jiahui stood up dragging his painful and numb feet, cursing inwardly.

My legs were shaking, and I couldn't even stand up straight, so how could I beat him.

How about throwing in the towel?

From the corner of the eye, he glanced to the side, at least a dozen people were watching, so many people, it's not easy to spread the word.

Or just hold on a few more times.

This time, Liu Jiahui continued to attack with crane legs. Not to mention, his legs were elegant and nimble, but he was a bit older, and due to lack of martial arts training, he was a little more beautiful, and a little less fierce and murderous.

After Ding Xiu played for a while to confirm Liu Jiahui's true level, he knelt twice in a row and kicked sideways, bringing Old Liu down.

Walking forward, Ding Xiu stretched out his hand: "Master Liu, are you all right?"

"It's okay." Grabbing his wrist, Liu Jiahui got up and patted his butt: "I'm old, if you were young, you really might not be my opponent."

With so many people, if you don't say a few awesome words, today's troubles will be difficult.

Ding Xiu didn't get used to him at all: "Why don't we practice again, this time I'll..."

"Forget it, there is still work, let's do it another day." Liu Jiahui hurriedly interrupted Ding Xiu's words.

He could see that if Ding Xiu tried his best, he wouldn't be able to walk a round.

I don't even know how this freak did it.

If we talk about the old society, it is not uncommon to practice martial arts to be very strong, because it is for survival and to stand out.

In modern society, how many young people are willing to practice martial arts for ten years, even if they are willing, can their family members agree?
Study hard, and in the future you will be a civil servant, a teacher, a doctor, or go to work in a big company, which one is better than practicing martial arts?
Do you practice Sanjiu in winter and Sanfu in summer, what are you doing, and you come back from learning martial arts to be a security guard?

This is also the reason why many martial artists have practiced martial arts for more than ten years, and they are unwilling to persist after making money, because it is unnecessary.

Can earn several million a year, who would suffer like that?
But Ding Xiu did it.

With his coffee position, it's more than a few million a year, tens of millions is fine, with so much money, there is no need to practice martial arts.

You can't beat people, and you can't kill people.

There is no need for self-defense. With martial arts skills, spending some money to hire a few bodyguards is enough.

If you really meet a gangster with a gun in his hand, no matter how good your martial arts are, it's useless.

Ding Xiu clasped his fists together: "I'm sorry, Master Liu, I thought you were joking before, but I didn't expect that all your kung fu in your school is on Brother Zhao."

Again rubbing salt in the wound.

Liu Jiahui said: "It is indeed on him. I suggest you find him to practice when you have time. Brother Zhao is much better than me."

Ding Xiu shrugged: "I have already compared with him a few years ago."

Liu Jiahui's eyes widened: "The result?"

With his hands behind his hands, Ding Xiu said calmly, "It's okay."

good?

Liu Jiahui's head was buzzing, the evaluation that the strongest members of their school got in front of Ding Xiu was actually not bad.

No wonder he can't beat Ding Xiu, even Zhao Zhilin, it's normal that he can't beat him.

"It's a pity, Lao Zhao is getting old, if he can be 20 years younger."

Ding Xiu shook his head and sighed.

Among the modern martial arts practitioners he has seen, there are few masters, and some are older.

Chuanwu is really in decline.

He has a kind of martial arts feeling of being alone at a high place.

Seeing Ding Xiu's lonely eyes, Liu Jiahui's words got stuck in his throat and he couldn't speak, nor could he comfort him.

He can understand Ding Xiu.

At his level of martial arts, not to mention invincible, there are indeed few opponents. It should be something to be proud of, but because he has no opponents, he seems even more lonely.

There is no dragon slaying technique, but there is no dragon for you to slay.

"Ah!" Patting Ding Xiu on the shoulder, Liu Jiahui limped to the chair beside him and sat down.

Ding Xiu's situation made him feel that it was right to give up martial arts at the beginning.

This line is really hopeless.

A few years ago, you could still be a dragon and tiger martial artist. Who cares about you now?

It doesn't matter if you become number one in the world, just like Ding Xiu, he is not alone and has no meaning at all.

Looking at Ding Xiu's back, Liu Jiahui sighed sadly.

"Brother Xiu, Teacher Liu, were you guys in a martial arts competition just now?"

"No, learn from each other."

"That kung fu is so cool, Mr. Liu, can you teach me two hands?"

A few young martial artists came over to learn Kung Fu, Liu Jiahui was a little dazed, in his opinion, this industry has declined, and few people can learn it.

"Go find Ding Xiu, he's amazing."

"Teacher Ding, can you teach me, just the whip leg."

"I'm sorry, the master's unique knowledge, pass on from female to male."

Liu Jiahui: "..."

(End of this chapter)

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