In the era of martial arts, the boiling anticipation

Chapter 15 What is an old dragon?

From the point of view of an ordinary martial artist, Gu Heng's high sweeping kick with one foot on the ground is too big and too high, which can be called full of flaws.

But he only used two words to make up for all these shortcomings.

It can be called super fast!
As heavy as a meteor!

Before this leg accelerated to the limit, it was already like a cold, dark and deep arc, the loose martial arts pants were close to the thigh, the tendons were knotted with bones, wrapped in flesh, and the strength was sharp and strong, even better than the blade of an axe heavy hammer.

With Ge Shugen's forward speed, he was almost certain of the blow!
When there was no time left, Ge Shugen's left foot, which was about to land on the ground, suddenly withdrew, as if the sole of the foot was slipping, and switched to kicking the ground behind him. At the same time, his right foot vacated and moved forward. With the help of the falling gravity when the center of gravity was out of balance, his body shot obliquely like a strong arrow, dangerously Dodge the blow.

"Good posture!"

Gu Heng's kicked right leg hit the ground heavily, using this leg as a fulcrum, he twisted his waist and straightened his back, his tough and thick back muscles bulged like a mountain, and his fists screamed out.

There are tendons like iron wire twisted on his arms, his boxing skills are refined and pure, his strength is domineering and tough, and a raging storm is rolled up within a few feet.

Facing such a violent attack, Ge Shugen stepped on dragon-like steps, his body was erratic, like an ethereal solitary shadow and ghost, moving and turning in a square inch.

After dozens of punches, Gu Heng's upper body trembled slightly, and the punch stopped immediately.

He looked strange.

Ge Shugen stopped, patted his clothes, and smiled slyly.

"As I said, one size fits all. This is my thank you."

Gu Heng cupped his fists and said in a deep voice to Ge Shugen:

"This ceremony is too heavy."

In the test hands just now, Ge Shugen completely displayed the essence of his dragon shape transformation without reservation.The path of moving energy and exerting energy is almost completely revealed.

Since ancient times, martial arts has been said to be closed-door disciples. Closed-door disciples have obtained the true teachings. When practicing, they have to hang up curtains to cover them, and even their family members cannot see them.

It shows how solemn warriors treat the inheritance of boxing techniques.

Therefore, martial arts is also called hangzixing.Even in modern times, the principle of "the law is not passed lightly" still applies.

A traditional martial artist with a square personality like Gu Heng naturally knows how deep the passion for passing on the arts is.

Seeing Gu Heng's expression, Ge Shugen let out a long sigh with a desolate tone.

"It is also my wish to pass on this boxing technique, and..."

Before he finished speaking, Gu Heng understood Ge Shugen's meaning, he nodded, and said solemnly:

"Ge Li, I will help."

Ge Shugen smiled.

Since his appearance until now, the leader of Tongde Hall seems to be smiling all the time.

But only this time's smile made Gu Heng feel a kind of "truth".

On that round face with delicate pores and fair skin, there were two narrow nasolabial folds. He smiled very lightly, lightly, and lightly.

He smiled and answered.

"Then please."

Gu Heng felt that something was wrong, because he could hear an ominous hint of trusting Gu in Ge Shugen's words.

Indeed, with their size, even if they were only going against one of the Yuhua Group's tentacles, they had to prepare for the worst.

Ge Shugen smiled bitterly and said:

"I have learned from Mr. Qian for so many years, but I still haven't learned how to be decent. Brother Gu laughed."

Gu Heng couldn't help raising his eyebrows, a little startled.

"The old dragon hall?"

The old dragon Qian Chengang, one of the masters of Jingchuan Island and the consecutive holder of the title of "Dragon Head", is a true legend.

Over the years, although Jingchuan Island has been claimed to be jointly ruled by the five dragon heads, among them, Zhaoyao Mountain and Zunshengneng Temple belong to Taoism and Buddhism. Long Whale Group.

Laolongtang occupies the west side of the island, covers nearly [-]% of the port business, and invested in the construction of almost the entire western city.

Yang Cheng is also one of them.

"Old Dragon" Qian Chengang only relies on a pair of iron fists to conquer the world, never pretends to be foreign objects, and hates guns the most in his life.

Under his influence, except for the City Defense Bureau affiliated to the coalition government, firearms were banned in the entire Jingchuanxi Island.

Even a martial artist like Gu Heng, who has little contact with outside information and concentrates on practicing boxing, has heard of his great name!

Ge Shugen looked at his palm and said with emotion:
"I have only met Mr. Qian once. He is a big man who can eat well, and I am a poor man who sleeps on the bridge. But in my heart, I regard him as a friend."

Noticing Gu Heng's eyes, Ge Shugen smiled and said:
"Why, want to hear a story?"

Gu Heng said frankly:
"On Jingchuan Island, there may not be many people who are not interested in the old dragon."

"Then I'll tell you."

Ge Shugen raised his brows and eyes, vaguely as if he had returned to his youth.

When he was young, he was also fearless. He left home at the age of twelve or thirteen and came to Tiandu, the core city of Jingchuan Island.

He has no money to go to a martial arts school, so he wants to try his luck here to see if he can find a master to learn Kung Fu.

Ge Shugen's roots are not good, and in Tiandu, a place where heroes gather, they are even more mediocre, so naturally they cannot be favored by martial arts masters.

But he has a stubborn temper, even if the conditions are difficult, he has to grit his teeth and stumble forward amidst the thorns everywhere.

He went to the Martial Arts University in Tiandu during the day to watch the students practicing martial arts on the playground, and at night he went to the wharf to help people unload goods and earn a meager salary.

Ge Shugen knew that his comprehension was actually very poor.

No matter how hard he tried, he could only imitate the appearance, unable to capture the true spirit, let alone the ingenious spirituality of those geniuses.

But Ge Shugen still insisted on dismantling the cocoon and stripping it, and even if there was only a little harvest in the end, it was enough to make him happy.

It's just that the longer he stayed in Tiandu, the more depressed Ge Shugen became.

In Yangcheng, the blue sky can be seen everywhere. In Tiandu, there is only a long and narrow skyline between the tall buildings, and the wires are intertwined, which cut the remaining sky to pieces.

As soon as Ge Shugen raised his head, he felt that his chest was congested and he couldn't breathe. The bridge hole he lived in was narrow and damp. Even so, it was crowded with people every night, and the space left for him was only enough to hug his legs and curl up. .

Familiar faces are constantly being replaced by new ones, and there will always be an inexhaustible flow of fresh blood pouring into the city.

Some people couldn't stay away, and more people stayed here forever, nourishing this colorful prosperity with their flesh and blood.

In this city, everything can be traded. Whether it is boxing skills, body parts, or life, they are just consumer goods in the eyes of the rich, and they have no meaning except for the price tag.

Even the air was filled with madness.

The traditional values ​​of warriors seem to be torn apart by this madness. Can we really learn pure boxing here?

Ge Shugen didn't know, but he really wanted to vomit.

When he thought of those expensive body training medicinal materials and secret boxing manuals, and looked at his crude martial arts, he could almost hear the sound of his dreams being broken.

In the hard struggle, he met a person.

This person changed Ge Shugen's life.

On that day, Ge Shugen was unloading at the dock, and his brother unintentionally provoked the "Wharf Bully".

There was a disagreement, and the two parties immediately fought.

Although Ge Shugen is not good at boxing, he is a hero of loyalty. Seeing his brother injured, he immediately took out a desperate posture. Two fighters who are proficient in boxing.

Just when Ge Shugen was knocked down on the ground, his eyes blurred like a black cloth, a stalwart figure occupied all his sight.

In a daze, he felt something hit him, and based on the feeling, Ge Shugen judged that it should be a book.

A voice rang in Ge Shugen's ear.

At that time, he couldn't describe what kind of voice it was.

Ge Shugen has only one feeling.

When the man spoke, the world was silent.

"Stand up, this book is for you."

Ge Shugen barely raised his head, struggling to hold up his eyelids.

He saw the man.

A majestic man, that man's hands, that man's figure, and that eye-catching expression that is beyond words, all these things are mixed together to form a unique temperament.

That's called self-confidence.

The moment he saw this person, Ge Shugen's heart shuddered.

This man simply stood there, and he already looked up to him.

Ge Shugen supported the ground with one arm, stood up staggeringly, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his left hand, and pinched the book with his right hand, the paper was wrinkled, and his knuckles turned white.

The man casually smiled and said:
"A boxing book, is it worth your attention? Is it promising?"

Ge Shugen suddenly raised his head, his eyes were fierce, but although his hand was loosened a little, he still didn't let go.

The man pointed to the jade pendant on his chest, smiled and said:

"Why don't you come and get this?"

Ge Shugen snorted coldly and said with disdain:
"This is robbery!"

The man laughed and said:

"In this city, who is not robbing?"

Ge Shugen was about to say something, but when the words came out, out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly caught sight of the brothers lying on the ground, howling and writhing, and couldn't help being short of breath, unable to refute.

If these words were spoken by others, Ge Shugen would only smile coldly, but when said by this person, there is a strong temptation and convincing force.

Seeing Ge Shugen's appearance, the man restrained his smile, and just sighed:
"You are a good man. But a good man is not suitable for this place, go back."

After saying this, he turned around and walked out of the pier.

Looking at his back, Ge Shugen suddenly felt that his chest was hot, as if something hot was surging, and he couldn't vomit.

With all his strength, he tore the book into shreds, and said loudly:
"I don't care about this thing!"

Am I crazy? !
This is boxing score!
In the next second, these doubts were overwhelmed by intense pleasure.

Fuck it, it's so fucking cool!
At this time, it was the happiest moment after Ge Shugen came to Tiandu.It was as if all the torture he had suffered before was paving the way for his current venting.

The man didn't look back, just raised his arms high and waved at him.

"Good ambition."

That night, Ge Shugen had a dream.

He seems to have witnessed a rugged cliff rising from the ground, reaching the sky.

There is even more dull thunder sounding from the distant sky, rolling in from far and wide.On the cliff, there is something huge hidden in the clouds and mist.

Suddenly, the huge thing soared into the air, carrying dripping water vapor, broke through the clouds and smoke, and went straight to the sky.

That's a dragon!

After waking up, Ge Shugen found that he had mastered a set of boxing skills without a teacher.

A boxing technique called Panlongquan.

After hearing the story, Gu Heng remained silent.

Ge Shugen asked expectantly:

"How do you feel after hearing this story?"

His current appearance is no different from those fans who promote their idols.

Gu Heng let out a breath, nodded and said:

"Meeting by chance, the kindness of knowing you, is also a good story. But I don't want to be people like you."

Having said that, he shook his head.

Ge Shugen was surprised and said:

"Why?"

Gu Heng's eyes were firm, and he said word by word:
"I admire Qian Laolong's temper, but warriors use the mountains, rivers and the earth as their dojo. Since ancient times, they have been seeking nothing less. A body of seven feet is enough.

The rise of gangs depends on the number of people and power, and they rely on coercion and temptation to do things. I can't do this kind of thing, and I won't do it. "

Ge Shugen didn't expect him to say such a thing.

After a while, he smiled and said with emotion:
"Young man, you have great courage."

Although there was approval in Ge Shugen's tone, there was also some indifference.

Living alone in the world, no matter how good the martial arts are, how easy is it to break free from this big net called "the world's love and heart"?

Compared with the life-and-death fight between a hard bridge and a hard horse, this method of cutting flesh with soft knives is undoubtedly more concealed and more dangerous.

Gu Heng only replied one sentence.

"There are no ghosts and gods in the Tao, and you come and go alone."

Being a loner, Ge Shugen smiled lightly, but did not refute.

He knows that a warrior like Gu Heng has a strong temper and has his own principles in doing things, so it is difficult to win over.

Today, Ge Shugen gave enough of the face and liking that he should have given, and got a promise from Gu Heng. In his heart, this is considered a great success.

As for anything else, just listen to it.

"If you really believe this, why don't you let Ge Li take over from your class?"

Ge Shugen narrowed his eyes, and his expression darkened unconsciously.

He was about to speak, when there was a delicate laugh outside the door.

"Uncle Ge, this kid has such a bad temper, please take care of him."

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When the two tried their tricks,
A sturdy off-road vehicle is coming from the North District.

The whole vehicle has a rough shape, a simple and tough structure, and the most eye-catching thing is undoubtedly the wide and wide tires, which are full of strong sense of strength.People can't help but think of extremely violent words such as "ravaged" and "crushed".

The compressed mechanical structure runs at extremely high speed, like a roaring steel giant, bursting out with strong and ferocious vitality.

In the car, sat a huge man with a swollen beard and a broad face.

He is more than two meters tall, his arms are thicker than ordinary people's thighs, his neck is almost as wide as his head, his shoulders are high, and his entire back is extremely broad and thick, like a natural giant rock.

The space in the back seat of this car is already extremely wide, enough for several people to sit side by side, and it doesn't appear to be crowded at all, but it still can't accommodate him.

The giant put his hands on his knees, with a serious expression and a very majestic look.

He is one of the three major martial arts gyms in Yangcheng, the master of Tieyimen, Huang Shanhao.

Wang Chen, the president of the Red Blood Society, is currently sitting in the driver's seat, driving the car for his mentor.

Every time he thinks of that battle, Wang Chen still feels a little palpitated.

Wang Chen understands that Yinhun can take his own life easily and effortlessly.

But he let go of himself like a stinky rag.

It is himself who makes Wang Chen feel ashamed and even resentful the most.

The moment he escaped with his life, the first thing that rose from the bottom of his heart was not anger, but secret joy.

Thinking of this, Wang Chen squeezed the special steering wheel with slight force, making it creak.

Immediately afterwards, it was at a loss.

An old man who was dying could be insulted so easily just because he took some medicine.

Then... he, Wang Chen, has practiced kung fu all his life, what is the significance? !

From that day on, there was a change in Wang Chen's heart that was hard to calm down.

Huang Shanhao raised his eyes slightly.

"Ok?"

Wang Chen woke up immediately. He quickly straightened the steering wheel and concentrated on watching the road.

From the rearview mirror, Huang Shanhao observed Wang Chen's expression.

He closed his eyes.

Perhaps, what was shattered that day was not only Ah Chen's horizontal training, but also his pride and persistence.

Wang Chen may be able to face life and death calmly, but he absolutely cannot accept that everything in his past is just a waste.

You must know that a master like Wang Chen who has developed unique strength in boxing can be regarded as a top-notch person even after several times in Yangcheng.

Behind each of these masters is decades of hard training, hundreds of years of martial arts accumulation of a school.

But now, they are not worth a single pill.

For every warrior who practiced hard day and night and was proud of this skill, this was almost an unacceptable heavy blow.

The master of the Iron Clothes Sect sighed inwardly.

Huang Shanhao knew that Wang Chen had already had contact with them in private.

This old-school warrior, although he was indifferent on the surface, secretly sighed in his heart:
How can a person who has achieved success because of others be able to go far in martial arts?

I hope tonight, I can make you understand this truth.

At this moment, a low-lying black shadow appeared in front of the headlights.

The man at the head is stooped.

Huang Shanhao's eyes suddenly tightened like needles.

"Old farmer?!"

　In the past few days, my family is undergoing surgery and they are all in the hospital. The update may be a little slower

　　
　
(End of this chapter)