In the era of martial arts, the boiling anticipation

Chapter 2 Red Blood and Black Bones, Destroyed

05:30 in the afternoon.

Central area of ​​Yangcheng.

Although Yangcheng is not big, at this moment, the business district in the city center is still very lively.

Smoke filled the air, noisy human voices, the charming smell of perfume, mixed with the smell of gasoline from vehicles rushed out far away.

The Second Colosseum stands in the center of this bustling street.

As the capital of martial arts famous for its martial arts competitions, Jingchuan Island will naturally have various arenas, even if Yangcheng is only a small city, it is no exception.

The scale of the second fighting arena is not too big, and it can only accommodate a thousand people watching at the same time, but the specifications of the facilities in it are not low, enough to accommodate two professional martial arts masters certified by the martial arts association to fight in it without damaging the venue a cent.

Except for Ge Li and Gu Heng, most of the people sitting here watching the battle today are famous people in Yangcheng.

Due to the complex pattern of confrontation between the major forces on Jingchuan Island, the leading forces do not want to spend their own manpower and material resources to deeply control those small cities that are on the fringes and do not have any special industries.

All they want is the taxes paid by these cities - which has given many small gangs the opportunity to rise.

The Red Blood Society and the Black Bones Gang are such gangs.

Today's battle can be said to affect the entire chain of interests in Yangcheng. No matter which side loses, it will lead to a series of reshuffles, and these "big shots" can't help but not care.

Halfway through the entrance passage, Gu Heng suddenly coughed violently again.

After several hours of getting along with each other, Ge Liduo got to know Gu Heng more or less. Although he is taciturn and has a gloomy temper, he is not a bad person.

So, seeing how he bowed and coughed, Ge Li couldn't help asking worriedly:

"Brother Gu, what's the matter with your illness?"

Gu Heng covered his mouth and replied intermittently in a low voice:

"Lung disease, born with it."

"You still fight in the ring with lung disease?"

Gregory rolled his eyes.

Practicing boxing and boxing is the most important thing. He has never heard of anyone who can fight in the ring with a lung disease, let alone practice a good martial arts.

At this time, he could only rejoice secretly in his heart:
"It's a good thing that Uncle Wang wants to challenge Yin Hun, otherwise, this man might have lost his life in vain."

Gu Heng coughed a few times and waved to Ge Li.

"Okay, it'll be fine after a while, you go in first, I'll go out and stand for a while."

After saying this, without waiting for Ge Li to answer, he turned around and walked out of the passage.

Leaning against the passageway, Gu Heng slowed down a little, and took out a brand new cigarette case from his trouser pocket.

The 31 boxes of cigarettes were purchased with the deposit given by Ge Li. Without this money, Gu Heng would have struggled to smoke a five-yuan "Blue Whale".

With a flick of his wrist, he opened the cigarette case, popped out half of a cigarette, picked up the cigarette again, and lit it.

Smoke obscured his figure.

Looking from behind, one can only see a solid outline with hard lines, like a knife and an axe, like a shrine.

When Gu Heng returned to his seat, Ge Li couldn't see anything unusual, he could only smell the smoke all over his body. He asked in surprise:
"Can smoking still be useful for lung disease?"

"It's useless, get used to it."

After finishing speaking, Gu Heng stopped answering, but focused on looking at the center of the arena.

Right now, it's wartime.

In the eyes of everyone, a tall man with only a sleeveless jacket and bare chest, abdomen and shoulders came out from the left.

His figure is extremely stalwart, nearly two meters tall, with protruding muscles, smooth and solid, with well-defined blocks, like rocks washed by waves for a long time.

This is the current president of the Red Blood Society, Wang Chen.

He folded his arms across his chest, standing upright naturally, with a resolute face, and awe-inspiring coldness in his brows.

After he came out, a hooded man in a sweater slowly walked out from the right passage.

Although he is not as tall as Wang Chen, his back is still straight, his sleeves are rolled up, revealing two iron arms like fine steel, his muscles are tight, and the wide sweater is bulging.

Walking out of the passage, the man lifted his hood, revealing a vicissitudes of life, about forty years old, with a smile on his lips.

This is cloudy! ?
How can it be!

Most people in the auditorium have seen this leader of the Black Bones Gang, but isn't this man old and frail, with an outbreak of secret injuries, and he has lived a few years better?

Why does his body seem to have returned to 20 years ago?
Especially Ge Li was the most shocked.

He remembered very clearly that a few days ago, when the leader of the Black Bones Gang came to him to sign the agreement, he still looked like a rickety old man, why did he become like this today?

That's why Ge Li didn't notice that Gu Heng suddenly narrowed his eyes the moment Yin Hun came out.

— Rejuvenation?
——Damn it, is it you again?
After realizing this, Gu Heng only felt a tearing phantom pain in his chest and abdomen, and an even bigger surprise!
He gritted his teeth and pulled out a ferocious smile.

good good!
Finally, let Lao Tzu catch you!
Ge Li suddenly felt cold all over his body.

Seeing Gu Heng's slightly ferocious face, he suddenly came to his senses, leaned over, and asked carefully:
"Have you seen this situation?"

"I haven't seen it, but... I've heard of it."

After finishing speaking, the corners of Gu Heng's mouth curled up, forming a somewhat sharp arc.

The two people on the stage looked at each other.

Yinyun's eyes are small, but extremely sharp, and the two eyeballs are always turning, like a falcon looking for prey, and there is an evil temperament in his bones, which is very mysterious.

No matter who is stared at by these eyes, they will feel terrified in their hearts.

Wang Chen remained unmoved.

After a brief shock, this combat master immediately entered the most complete fighting state.

He pinched a pinch of teeth, his eyes filled with excitement.

"It's not a waste of time."

For an ambitious warrior like him, bullying an old man who is old and frail is the most boring thing.

If it wasn't for the fact that the two families had enmity for a long time and accepted the entrustment of that one, Wang Chen really didn't want to fight Yinhun.

Of course, what he was referring to was the dry, sick old man of prey.

Although the current cloudiness surprised Wang Chen.

But it surprised him even more!

Yin Mu raised up a finger, shook his head, and said calmly:

"President Wang, believe me, today's battle will be very boring."

Wang Chen raised his thick eyebrows, bursting into anger.

"you!"

The sound of the word "you" is only halfway through, and it has already moved.

Yin's movements were extremely fast, and as soon as he took a step, his whole body seemed to turn into a shadow, and jumped out of the ground!
With the help of the momentum, he gathered all his strength, swung his claws violently, raised his five fingers, and the strength penetrated steadily. Each finger carried a sharp force, tearing several strong winds in the air.

Wang Chen's eyes blurred, and his fingers reached the front door.

This is a big killer move that combines the Yin energy of the eagle claws and the shape of the eagle, and it is called "Eagle King Breaks the Sun".

In today's era, the power of boxing is mostly linked to fame.

The reason is very simple, the more people practice, the more people will participate in the deduction of this boxing technique. With the strength of everyone, naturally there will be fewer and fewer flaws and greater power.

Eagle Claw Kungfu and Xingyiquan are typical examples of this kind of kung fu.

And Yin Hun, the "Eagle King Breaking the Sun", who recruited the directors of the two families, is naturally extremely tyrannical.

Even ten or so layers of tough old cowhide would be pierced through by his five fingers, and a large piece would be torn off.

But after all, Wang Chen is also a Yangcheng boss-level figure who has experienced many battles. He has rich combat experience and is not lacking in maneuvers when he is in battle.

He didn't panic, he lowered his shoulders and twisted his waist, with his five fingers together, he slashed out with the knife in the air, with precision and speed.

There was a tearing cry in the air.

This knife has forced out the full potential of his body.

As an outsider martial artist who has practiced his physique and used his body as a weapon to injure people with sharp force, he has already practiced his kung fu with unique slapping and soaking in secret potions, tempering his limbs until they are as hard as steel, sharp and sharp. Like a knife edge.

Wang Chen let out a muffled snort, moving his whole body, the veins under the skin bulged out, and his skin also turned blue-black.

It is the horizontal training martial art secretly handed down by Tieyimen, Tieyi Jin.

He wants to exchange injuries with Yinhun!
The sharp claws struck Wang Chen's shoulder, making a clanging sound.

A gleam of color flashed in Wang Chen's eyes. This body that is stretched and trained is the support for him to dare to fight hard.

After receiving this claw, his confidence increased even more.

Sure enough, it's not bad, if it's just like this, you can't hurt me at all!

Before Wang Chen could fully reveal his smile, he heard a muffled voice drink!
Click!

In the past few decades, he has practiced hard skills to the level of "wrapped in iron", but his shoulder blades were smashed to pieces.

This was not over yet, the force was like hitting a nail, hammering his whole body into the ground, with his heels sunk deeply.

Yin Hun squeezed his hands into eagle claws, and used the secret trick created by the ancestor of their school after combining the eagle claw kung fu of various schools.

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Xingyi Eagle Claw, Tantric Eagle Claw, Shaolin Vigorous Eagle Claw, Eagle Claw Fanziquan, Yuejia Sanshou and other dozens of eagle-clawed eagle-shaped kung fu essences are gathered between Yinhun's hands at this moment!
Vigorous and vigorous like an eagle shaking its feathers, the gray sweater clings to the skin, his fingers cut through the air, hissing, making a clear and sharp sound like a sword being unsheathed, the strong wind whipped, piercing Wang Chen's body everywhere.

Before Wang Chen could react, he felt severe pain in his chest, arms, shoulders, waist and abdomen.

In front of Yinhun's fierce and fierce eagle claws, Wang Chen's horizontal hard work is like a thin piece of paper, which will collapse at the touch of a touch.

While his mind was in a trance, he heard Yin Yun regretfully sigh.

"Your horizontal training is disappointing."

After saying this, Yin Hun didn't take the opportunity to chase after him. He retreated a few steps generously, with his hands hanging by his sides, giving Wang Chen enough opportunity to adjust his body shape.

His meaning is clear:

If this defeats you, it's too boring, if you have any means, let's do it.

Wang Chen's eyes were as red as blood.

He straightened up abruptly, exhaled loudly, and took a sudden step!
Wang Chen's thigh seemed to have steel bars protruding under the membrane, and the whole leg seemed to grow by about a foot.That stalwart body swelled more and more, like a big bear standing upright.

In just one step, Wang Chen was already approaching Yinhun.

Wang Chen gritted his teeth tightly, stepped forward, twisted his waist, and punched!

The force of the fist was like a boulder rolling and falling, and his muscles and bones exploded with a series of bangs, like a heavy hammer hitting an anvil.

Different from Yinhun's sharp claws, Wang Chen's straight-forward punch only has the word "hard".

What he practiced was hard horizontal kung fu, and suppressing people with Shen Xiong's strength and solid physique was what he was best at.

Before the fist came, the skin was already irritated, the whole body trembled, the cold hair stood on end like a spear, and even the eyes seemed to be squinted by the strong wind.

"Good punch!"

Ge Li was finally able to breathe a sigh of relief, he squeezed the armrest suddenly, and roared in a low voice:

"Won!"

Gu Heng shook his head, and before he could speak, the situation on the court had reversed!

Yin Hun's legs were bent, his body was bent down, and his whole body was suddenly a head shorter, causing Wang Chen's fist to brush against his scalp and knock him out.

After this punch was empty, Wang Chen's posture immediately froze.

At this time, Ge Li heard Gu Heng sigh leisurely:

"Fist to the four ends, yin and yang grasp, very deep eagle claw kung fu."

After Gu Heng said these words, Wang Chen staggered back a few steps, and it could be seen that his heart was pierced by a spike, his skin and flesh disintegrated, and blood flowed profusely.

In the blink of an eye, the outcome has been decided.

Just like the thunder chasing the electric light, until this moment, the shouts of other people in the field were long overdue.

Like Ge Li, most people's faces were full of unbelievable expressions.

They couldn't even imagine what happened to Yin Hun.
How did this dying old thing become young again, and how did he defeat Wang Chen utterly?
Amidst the tsunami-like voice of the mountains, Yin Hun kept opening and closing his five fingers, laughing arrogantly and recklessly.

Looking up at the glaring light above his head, he squinted his eyes, feeling extremely happy in his chest.

He even regained the feeling of going to Zuixing Tower for the first time when he was 15 years old.

Excited, excited, and even a little apprehensive.

After annexing the Scarlet Blood Society, their Black Bones Gang will become one of the largest gangs in the Eastern District.

The ambition and ambition of his youth seemed to come alive at this moment.

Feeling the surging power filling his body, he was extremely gloomy and intoxicated.

If there is more of this medicine, even if it is true rejuvenation, it is not impossible...

At this distance, although Ge Li couldn't see clearly, Gu Heng could see the cold sharp light on his cloudy fingers.

The most important thing for a boxer to practice martial arts is to practice strength, and to develop the strength of boxing. It can be called a martial arts fighter, which is the pinnacle of fighting style.

Wang Chen is at this stage.

In the future, it is necessary to use fighting methods to cultivate physical fitness.

Among them, the most important passes are called the four major exercises, which refer to the four steps of kung fu: cramping, skinning, cutting flesh, and deboning.

When the refining method reaches a certain degree of heat, the four tips will change, which is regarded as the stepping stone to complete the "four major refining".

The tongue is the tip of the flesh, the teeth are the tip of the bone, the nail is the tip of the tendon, and the hair is the tip of the blood. The so-called punching into the four tips generally refers to one of the achievements.

And what is cultivated in the dark is the tendons.

I have counted the entire Yangcheng, but I can't find many masters who can "fist into the four ends" in the practice method. No matter which one, it can be said to be a city of power.

If one goes a step further and completes the "Tongjin body training", one will be able to refine Qi and nourish blood, refine blood and nourish marrow, and develop the potential of the human body to a new level.

At this level, every punch and kick weighs more than a thousand jun, the strength is long, and there are various abnormalities, it is simply inhuman.

If it were placed in ancient times, all of them would be unrivaled generals and unparalleled heroes who could easily defeat the enemy's head with a thousand spears and thousands of blades.

Ge Li took a deep breath, inhaling the scorching air into his lungs, and then he felt the coolness coming from the back of his spine little by little, and crawling all over his body.

He slumped on the seat, turned his head, looked at Gu Heng, and said with a wry smile:
"Today, I counted my back. This time, let's give up..."

Ge Li didn't have a cold-blooded personality at all, and Gu Heng helped him get out of the siege again. He really didn't want this kid to be on stage and be beaten to death by Yinhun for no reason.

Maybe it's because of my soft and indecisive nature that Dad doesn't want to take care of me.

Thinking of this, Ge Li smiled wryly to himself.

Gu Heng pondered for a moment, then asked:
"Pension, can you give me more."

"Are you really him? Oil and salt don't get in!"

Desperate Ge Li laughed angrily at Gu Heng's words, and his anger rose from his heart, burning from the soles of his feet to the top of the sky.

He pointed at the field, stomped his feet, and roared in self-defeating manner:

"If you want money, you don't want your life, okay! If you stand up now, I will give you 30!"

Yin Hun, who was standing in the field, seemed to have noticed the movement here, and when the people from the Scarlet Blood Society came up to carry Wang Chen away, he turned his head to look at Ge Li.

He asked with a dark smile:

"Hey, Boss Ge? How do you say, our business, or should we end it now?"

Most of the audience had already stood up and were about to leave. When they heard this sentence, they all turned their heads and cast their eyes on Ge Li and Gu Heng.

He looked at Gu Heng again, showing two rows of white teeth, and said with a sinister smile:
"Is this kid the 'master' you picked up when you made a special trip to a place like the Southern District?"

On the word "master", Yin Hun deliberately emphasized the sound.

Originally, although he wasn't really a top player in the bustling area of ​​the Eastern District, he wasn't a soft persimmon that anyone could grab a handful of.

The brand name of the Black Bones Gang was created with one punch and one kick.

Not to mention, now that he has punched four ends, he defeated Wang Chen head-on? !
Now, a mud-legged guy who crawled out of the Southern District, who dares to fight against him at such a young age, is crazy about money, and he doesn't know the heights of the sky and the earth!

The four words "poor, rich and military", in today's era, are originally undeniable truths.

It's really not that you look down on the Southern District. It's mainly people who have money to practice martial arts. Who would live in that kind of place?

Do you really think that cheats can be picked up in the junkyard or what?

Gu Heng looked down at Yin Hun, and said seriously:
"I'll fight you."

His voice was not loud, but it was heard clearly in Yinhun's ears.

Yin Hun was amused by this attitude, and laughed.

"So brave."

He who had just defeated Wang Chen was full of energy, and when he was elated, his words were a little more flying.

Gu Heng didn't speak, but moved his arms, slowly got out of the auditorium, and walked towards the middle of the venue.

While walking, Gu Heng spat out slowly.

The long and slow breathing gradually sounded.

Gu Heng's expression continued to relax, and his chest and abdomen swelled endlessly, as if something was brewing, rolling away, and rising in his body.

Hearing the sound of breathing, Yin Hun suddenly became solemn and solemn.

As soon as he heard it, he knew that this was some kind of breathing method, which was extremely profound.

The other party is obviously a master of the inner family with pure skills and energy penetrating his whole body.

He asked with a dark and serious look:

"name?"

Gu Heng clasped his fists in both hands, locked his eyes on the opponent in front of him, and said calmly:
"Sun Bin Fist, Gu Heng."

Sun Bin Boxing was born out of military weapons, also known as long-sleeved boxing. It uses the art of war to enter the martial arts. It is fierce, sharp and strange, and unpredictable.

Although the person in front of him is sick and haggard, but his eyes are dark and his face is cold, he looks like a master of the three tastes.

It's just that which Sun Binquan has such a unique breathing method?

Darkness frowned, although Sun Bin was famous for boxing, he had never heard of it, and there was no fighter who practiced it in Yangcheng.

After thinking for a moment, his eyebrows suddenly loosened again. Although he couldn't figure out the details of the other party, Yinhun had full confidence in himself.

He assumed the posture of a senior, stretched out a hand, and said proudly:

"I don't bully you either, let me give you a hand first?"

The cloudy palm is extremely broad and thick, the back of the hand is black, engraved with textures, the five knuckles are thick, and the fingertips are slightly curved, like Zhang Feizhang, like an eagle claw, sharp and sharp.

Although he knew that the other party had practiced Eagle Claw Kung Fu hard all his life, he had developed tendons, and his nails were even more sharp, enough to pierce through decades of kung fu.

But Gu Heng still didn't back down.

He nodded and held out a hand as well.

Gu Heng's fingers and palms are quite white, and dark blue blood vessels can even be seen. His five fingers are slender and his wrist bones are thin, just like a girl's slender hands.

No one would think that such a hand could have any power.

Two palms clasped tightly.

Veins stretched out from the cloudy arm, and Gu Heng's face was flushed with red blood. When the flesh and blood collided, there was a clanging sound comparable to the impact of metal and iron.

Suddenly there was a sharp roar in the field!
A stab.

Yinhun retracted his hand first.

On his strong and powerful palm, which was cast like copper and iron, there was a deeply sunken five finger print, as if it had been scalded by a soldering iron.

On the back of Gu Heng's hand, there were only a few faint red marks, which were fleeting.

Everyone was shocked!

No one could have imagined that this thin and unremarkable man could actually compete head-to-head with the Yin Hun who seemed to have been reborn.

Even better!
With such strength, it is enough to firmly sit in the position of Yangcheng's first-line master!

How could such a master be unknown?

After his temper calmed down, Ge Li, who wanted to find someone to replace Gu Heng immediately, sat down on the ground and couldn't help but swear:

"I hate you, uncle, so fierce?"

Taking a deep look at Gu Heng, he said:

"A master like you, why would you stay in the South District?"

He understands that this kid seems to be a character who has mastered the four limbs, but what he has cultivated is not the tendons, but the bones.

But Yin Hun really couldn't figure it out, how could such a great master be willing to hide his name and hide in the Southern District to make a living by boxing?
Could it be that he provoked some powerful enemies?
Gu Heng put out his fists and only asked one sentence:

"The feeling of 'feathering' is so good?"

(End of this chapter)