Tianting WeChat Spokesperson

Chapter 217 Fighting against Liu Qingsong
Ye Lin is very clear that there are still many things to do, but if you want to play, you can play big.

Earn some merit by eliminating some criminal gangs.

It is better to change a world, change the earth.

This kind of merit value should be more.

Soon, he got in touch with Liu Qingsong and met at the place where he had dinner yesterday.

He walked into the restaurant and saw Liu Qingsong. After sitting down, he started talking with Liu Qingsong.

What he needs Liu Qingsong to do is to tell Ye Lin the information he found.

He will execute the rest of the martial artist organizations that come forward to fight against evil, or other criminal organizations.

After hearing this, Liu Qingsong frowned, looked at Ye Lin seriously, and asked, "Why are you so sure that you can do better than me?"

Ye Lin hooked his mouth and said, "Because my strength is far stronger than you imagined."

Then, he said again: "Besides, I still have technological power in my hands that ordinary people cannot possess. What do you think?"

Liu Qingsong couldn't help but nodded secretly, but he still had certain doubts about Ye Lin's true strength.

He smiled and said, "In that case, I need you to defeat me, otherwise, it would be too dangerous for you."

Ye Lin smiled and said: "Okay, after dinner, let's find a place, and I will convince you."

Liu Qingsong was also full of fighting spirit. He knew that Ye Lin was more talented than himself, but practicing kung fu still needed time to settle.

He nodded and said, "The place where the association registered yesterday."

Ye Lin made an OK gesture, followed, the waiter served the food, and the two ordered another bottle of Feitian Moutai.

They ate, drank, and chatted.

Both of them are young people, and they have the same interests and hobbies in fighting and martial arts, so they had a good chat.

Although Ye Lin was a few years younger than Liu Qingsong, Liu Qingsong was sincerely impressed by his speech.

After dinner, Liu Qingsong got up and said, "You can become the most influential entrepreneur in Liucheng at this age, you really have your own uniqueness."

Ye Lin twitched his lips and said, "Actually, the main reason is because I'm handsome."

Liu Qingsong laughed.

Ye Lin paid the bill, but Liu Qingsong didn't compete with Ye Lin for the payment, because Ye Lin was originally a local tyrant, and he didn't need to fight for face in front of Ye Lin.

The two left the restaurant and came to the Wushu Association next door.

At the moment, there are quite a few people in the Wushu Association. Apart from the staff, they are the people who come to go through the formalities and understand the situation.

Ye Lin learned from Liu Qingsong that the Martial Arts Association was a non-governmental organization ten years ago, but now they are regarded as public institutions and incorporated by the government.

It is precisely because of this that they have the right to hold the Liucheng Martial Arts Exchange Competition.

They came to the hall where they signed up for the exchange competition yesterday, and there were a few tables here and there.

Liu Qingsong closed the gate, and the two took off their shoes and walked to the open space in the middle.

Liu Qingsong said with a smile: "I am 27 years old, Anjin, and there is still a long way to go to the limit of Anjin, but my Xingyiquan has been passed down by a master of Chinese martial arts. I hope you will be careful."

Ye Lin cupped his hands to Liu Qingsong and said, "I'm 21 years old. I don't know what strength it is. Anyway, I have great strength. I learned basic routines and postures from Uncle Wang, as well as Sanda. In addition, I have been trained on professional equipment."

The two met and smiled.

Liu Qingsong said: "How about clicking until the end?"

Ye Lin nodded and said, "Okay."

Then, Liu Qingsong was lying down on the mud step, with the soles of his feet almost completely attached to the ground. This was not only to prevent people from grasping the opening of the lower plate, but also sensed the vibration of the ground through the soles of his feet, and roughly reflected the opponent's next move. offensive.

This is the unique skill he learned from the master of martial arts, just like the listening power of Tai Chi, the moment before someone makes a move, his mind has already reflected the move that the other party will use the next moment.

In an instant, he had come to Ye Lin, and with a bang, he punched out his right fist from his waist, a ferocious punch, as fast as an arrow, went straight to Ye Lin's chest.

Ye Lin even felt that Liu Qingsong's fist was not a fist, but a sharp spear.

However, the moment Liu Qing loosened his mind, he had already calculated more than a dozen moves that the opponent might use next.

He hurried forward and punched Liu Qingsong's punch from the side, in order to deflect Liu Qingsong's punch.

Sure enough, Liu Qingsong smiled, and then a series of Bengquan, Paoquan, Zhangzhang, etc. rained on Ye Lin.

The whirring sound showed the power contained in Liu Qingsong's fist.

Although it would not break a monument, but it is completely no problem to injure a person's five internal organs through the person's body.

His fists are exquisite and concise, completely different from the Xingyi boxing routines Ye Lin has seen.

When looking at the routine, there are traces to follow, but when fighting, there is no trace of viciousness.

This is how to practice and how to play.

Without a master to teach, you can practice routines, strengthen your body, and strengthen your foundation and talents.However, if you want to learn how to play, you must be taught by a master.

For each type of boxing, there can be only one routine, but there can be thousands or hundreds of styles of fighting.

This is also the reason why Xingyiquan and Taijiquan can be divided into many schools.

While Ye Lin was thinking, he reacted instinctively and fought against Liu Qingsong. His punches were ordinary straight punches, uppercuts and other combinations.

Among them, there are some ordinary grappling hands.

However, Liu Qingsong felt that at any moment, he might be injured by Ye Lin, or even be locked by Ye Lin's grasping hand.

He clearly felt that Ye Lin's moves were extremely ordinary, and it could even be said that there were not many subtle moves.

However, every time he attacks, he will be forced back by Ye Lin, and it will put him in a great crisis.

The movements between them were very fast, but within 2 minutes, the two of them had come and gone, making more than [-] moves.

Almost a few attacks per second, so fast that it is dizzying, and the movements are even more fluid.

This is not seen in the fighting ring.

In this real fighting, the frequency of blows is basically very high, and most of the time it is fighting instinct and how long one can hold one breath.

If a person is weak and his reaction is slow, even if he wants to rest while fighting, the opponent will not give him a chance.

This is very different from ordinary sports events.

Sports events have rules and strategies. You can stop and find the opponent's loopholes.

why?
Because they know that this will not kill people!

In the real life-and-death struggle, no one tells you these things, and life and death often happen in an instant.

Although Ye Lin and the others are not fighting for life and death now, and they haven't let go, but in their view, fighting is fighting.

The crackling sound was the collision of fists and feet, sometimes crisp and sometimes dull.

After 3 minutes, Liu Qingsong was already sweating profusely. This kind of high-intensity, non-rest fighting requires physical strength.

Sweat ran down his hairline, forehead, and onto his face.

He took a deep breath, exerted force on his waist and abdomen, straightened his body forward, accumulated strength secretly, and punched Ye Lin with a super powerful punch.

Ye Lin laughed loudly and said, "Good job!"

With a bang, Ye Lin didn't hesitate to punch him. He was just an ordinary straight punch. The way he exerted his force was very different from the Beng Quan, and the nature of the force he released was also very different.

One point of Bengquan, the penetrating force is in the front, the moment the force is exerted, the strength in the legs, feet, waist, shoulders, and dantian are all twisted into one.

This is Liu Qingsong's ultimate move, the Lightning Punch Fist, because of the high-speed movement, some afterimages will be produced.

Therefore, from the outside, his Bengquan is in the shape of a 'Z' lightning.

Ordinary people may not be able to block this punch at all.

Ye Lin's eyesight is so good, he punches him head-on, and he is most proud of his physical fitness.

Liu Qingsong heard a muffled sound in his ears, followed by a sharp pain in the face of his fist.

Afterwards, his whole body was thrown out and fell heavily to the ground.

He yelled: "Not good."

Enduring the pain, he jumped up hastily, regretting so much, he also used this move in a momentary desire to win.

Unexpectedly, Ye Lin used his punches to resist directly. He is a person with dark energy, so his ability to resist blows is naturally much stronger.

He hurried to Ye Lin and asked, "Is your hand okay?"

Ye Lin shook his hands and said with a smile: "Vice President Liu, your punch is so powerful that my bones almost broke."

In fact, he only suffered a bit of pain and didn't suffer much injuries, and it was also to take care of Liu Qingsong's face.

Liu Qingsong breathed a sigh of relief, and said, "It's good that you're fine. Let me see your hands. You hurt people secretly. You destroy them from the inside out, so don't be careless."

Ye Lin quickly waved his hand and said, "Vice president, don't worry, my body is stronger than a cow."

He moved his fingers and said: "To be honest, if your strength was three or four times stronger just now, my hand bones might be broken."

Liu Qingsong couldn't help but twitched the corner of his mouth, he was three or four times stronger than him, isn't that how powerful a person at the peak of a master is?

He couldn't help laughing and said, "I made a fuss over a molehill. I didn't expect you to be so talented. Not only is your learning ability strong, your fighting talent is amazing, you're even physically strong. I'm really envious."

Ye Lin took out a silver needle and said: "Vice President, by the way, although my fist has no hidden strength, it is quite strong. You see that your hand is swollen. Let me give you a needle. "

Liu Qingsong didn't feel the tearing and burning pain coming from the bones of his hand until this time, and he saw that his hand was swollen very high.

He knew that if he continued to fight, he would definitely lose.

He hurriedly said: "Mr. Ye can also acupuncture? It's really amazing, so I'll trouble you."

Ye Lin smiled, pricked a few needles near Liu Qingsong's fist, and then massaged slightly.

Liu Qingsong only felt that the burning sensation was weakened, the tearing sensation was weakened, and his hands were not so swollen.

He was shocked and said: "Your medical skills are so good?"

Ye Lin smiled and said, "It's a good way to worship the teacher."

Liu Qingsong admired Ye Lin even more. This guy is simply a perfect existence.

After this fight, Liu Qingsong also understood that Ye Lin's strength was higher than his, and with the technological power that Ye Lin said, then he could indeed leave these things to him with confidence.

He smiled and said, "Go, sit over there."

(End of this chapter)