new kung fu king

Chapter 389 Learning Xingyiquan

Mentioning silent words made Wang Xiaohu think of Shen Guohao, the 14K boss who once blocked a knife for himself and died. I don't know if the silent words were out of some kind of hatred towards him, or if he was frightened by himself at the beginning. , this godson has not been to the house in two years, let alone had any negotiations with him.

Out of some kind of guilt in his heart, Wang Xiaohu went to visit Shen Zhong alone the next day. Although Shen Zhong was a 14K veteran of the dynasty, he lived in a very simple place, and it was located in the countryside of Yuen Long, where the transportation was inconvenient. Wang Xiaohu spent a lot of money. It took a lot of twists and turns to find Shen Zhong's house, there was no way, who told Shen Zhong not to install a phone in his house.

Shen Zhong's house in the country is a courtyard, the courtyard walls are short, and the courtyard door looks old. If it wasn't for the big "Fu" on the courtyard door, it means that there are still people living in this courtyard. If so, Wang Xiaohu really regarded this place as a wilderness.

Pushing open the door, one can see a small-scale vegetable field in the courtyard, in which are planted such as white radishes and carrots, and a greenhouse has been carefully set up in the vegetable field. It can be seen that Shen Zhong is very leisurely and comfortable. How about playing casual games of growing vegetables in the countryside?

Wang Xiaohu shook his head with a smile, and shouted loudly: "Is there anyone at home? If you don't come out, the food will be stolen!"

As Wang Xiaohu said that, he really moved to the vegetable field and bent down to pull out a carrot. He removed the soil with his hands, stuffed it into his mouth and chewed it.After eating one, I still didn't feel satisfied, so I pulled out two more. While I was digging into the dirt, I suddenly felt slight footsteps behind me.

Before Wang Xiaohu could turn around, the good perception he had cultivated over the years told him that this person had no good intentions, didn't he? That is to say, after a second, this guess became a reality, and there were bursts of energy in his ears. Wind, Wang Xiaohu hurriedly took a big step forward, and at the same time turned around, looking at the attacker.

"Uncle Zhong, why are you sneaking up on me?" Seeing that the person who came was Shen Zhong, Wang Xiaohu frowned and complained, "I drove all the way here from Kowloon City, and your poor place is easy for me to find. You don't need to be served with a lot of wine and meat, but you can sneak attack as soon as you meet, is there anyone like you as a master?"

"Hey! You're still a villain, and you're going to sue first!" Shen Zhong was anxious when he heard the words, and pointed at Wang Xiaohu's nose and cursed: "Grandma bear, you son of a bitch came to my place when it was Chinese New Year, and stole my house without saying hello to my master." Carrot, I beat you lightly, do you have such a guest?"

"Who said I didn't say hello? I yelled for a long time when I entered the door. You are deaf and wronged the good man." Wang Xiaohu said in a loud voice, chewing a carrot in his mouth.

"You, you, you!" Shen Zhong pointed at Wang Xiaohu three times: "You kid actually beat me around and scolded me, okay, I won't beat you up!" While speaking, Shen Zhong followed quickly, and he had already arrived in front of Wang Xiaohu. Immediately afterwards, Jinjin smashed his fist at Wang Xiaohu's face: "I'll beat you a thief!"

Wang Xiaohu chewed the radish and took continuous shots with his left and right hands. In just one second, he shot three times in a row. He hit Shen Zhong's wrist, elbow and shoulder with spreading his hands, pinching his hands, and clapping his hands respectively. Ji Jinjin completely dispelled Bengquan, but he was hit on the shoulder by Bengquan.

"Damn it, Uncle Zhong, you're really fighting!" At first, Wang Xiaohu thought it was a duel, but he didn't know that there was a huge pain in his shoulder. If he didn't find it early and took a step back in time, his shoulder would definitely be collapsed by this plan. Fist dislocated.

As soon as Shen Zhong succeeded, he couldn't help but smiled complacently: "Nonsense, when Ah Wen was still alive, I wanted to have a real fight with you, but who would have known that you were busy making movies, or would go to the United States every now and then, It’s so hard to deliver the goods to your door today, how can you take advantage of it, come on, come on, I haven’t done anything with anyone for a long time, play two hands with me.”

Seeing the excitement on Shen Zhong's face, Wang Xiaohu couldn't help but smile bitterly, "Uncle Zhong, you are so old, why are you still so impulsive? If I break your old arms and legs, wouldn't you Ask me to take care of you!"

"Bah!" Shen Zhong spat fiercely on the ground, "I haven't reached the point where I can't bear it, today you have to fight if you fight, and you have to fight if you don't."

"Okay, okay, today I will risk my life to be with the gentleman!" Wang Xiaohu stuffed the last half of carrot into his mouth, chewed and swallowed it, clapped his hands and said, "It's Chinese New Year's Eve."

"How can there be so much nonsense at such a young age!" Shen Zhong yelled, and leaned against his body again, still in the air of advancing Bengquan. Powerful, there was once a saying that the half-step collapsed fist can beat the world, and it can emit very powerful power when combined with the three-body pose.

Shen Zhong's Xingyi boxing is very upright, regardless of his age, he is very calm when facing the enemy, the Bengquan he fought this time is slightly different from the one just now, the elbow is not completely straightened, it seems Without any strength, Wang Xiaohu knew that this Beng Quan had some similarities with Wing Chun's Inch Fist - the penetrating power was strong, and the moment it touched the target, it could often cause multiple concussion damage to the opponent's internal organs.

Therefore, under normal circumstances, Xingyi masters will never make a move easily, nor dare to make a move easily.It is really rare in the Hong Kong martial arts circle that Shen Zhong can maintain such vigor at the age of seventy.Of course, it doesn't rule out the existence that Wang Xiaohu doesn't know about.

At this time, you can see the difference between traditional martial arts and fighting skills such as Sanda and boxing. Traditional martial arts seem to take a long time to train, and the effect will not even be seen within three to five years. Novices often have no patience and perseverance to persevere, but If you choose the fast-paced Sanda and boxing, who will be able to fight in real combat after a few months of serious study of such fighting skills as Sanda and boxing?

However, if you stop training in the middle or your physical strength declines as you grow older, this kind of actual combat ability will gradually decline, while traditional martial arts start very slowly. After laying a solid foundation, they can play even at an advanced age. Ye Wen and Shen Zhong are living examples.

Facing Shen Zhong's Beng Fist with all his strength, Wang Xiaohu didn't dare to be sloppy in the slightest, so he mustered all his energy to deal with it. Then he heard the sound of fists and feet touching in the courtyard, and the dust on the ground also flew up with the escalation of their movements. with.

Shen Zhong seems to have a special liking for Bengquan, and several rounds of attacks are either progressing Bengquan or obliquely stepping Bengquan. So much so that a sensitive player like Wang Xiaohu got hit a few times.

Except for Bruce Lee, this is the first time Wang Xiaohu has been suppressed like this since his debut, and he can't help but feel a little annoyed at the moment. If it's wrong, the skin under the clothes has already started to bruise, "Grandma, since you don't keep your hands, I won't keep them either, no matter what kind of old man you are!"

After making up his mind, Wang Xiaohu came up with the method he used to deal with Shen Guohao back then, using Wing Chun and Jeet Kune Do's preemptive opportunities to directly intercept Shen Zhong's Bengquan, who knows that Shen Zhong is more than a few times stronger than his son Shen Guohao Times, several times Wang Xiaohu clearly blocked his attack with his hooked hand, but the old guy's Bengquan was still able to pass through, and as the number of fights increased, Wang Xiaohu found that the old guy's strength touched his own body. At the time, it was just getting stronger, and the strength burst out of shape.

This should be the skill of Neijiaquan. Wang Xiaohu has opened his eyes today. Unlike Wing Chun's continuous inch strength, Xingyiquan has three different changes in tension. Wang Xiaohu can only distinguish one of them. It is Ming Jin, as for the other two, there are only vague concepts.

While thinking about the mess in his mind, Shen Zhong was hit by several Bengquan punches on his body. The old guy's Bengquan punched out with all his strength, one after another, making Wang Xiaohu overwhelmed. Fortunately, Bengquan, a big killer, is a waste of energy , Shen Zhong was getting old again, he was out of breath after punching twenty times in a row.

"Grandma bear, stop beating, I'm exhausted." Shen Zhong stopped and took a few steps back, pointing at Wang Xiaohu and said, "Ah Wen also said how good your boy Wing Chun is, in my opinion, you It takes more than ten years of practice to reach his level."

Wang Xiaohu chuckled, and didn't feel the slightest blush or embarrassment, "Uncle Zhong is right, I've only been studying for a few years, and Uncle Zhong is still going strong!"

"Don't flatter me." Shen Zhong sat down on the bluestone slab, and after thinking for a long time, he said: "The life is peaceful now, although you persist in exercising every day, after all, you still have too little actual combat experience. You see That baby Huang Chunliang has fought countless times because of his youth, if I fought with him today, he would not take your defensive measures, he would take a step faster than me."

"So what if it's fast, you won't fight or fight, and you still have to get punched." Wang Xiaohu rubbed the pain all over his body and said, "Practical experience is something you can't force, and besides, my main career is making movies. I can make a lot of money from fighting!"

"Hmph, look at you, the stench of copper all over your body, you don't have the slightest elegance of a martial arts practitioner."

"Fengya can't be eaten as a meal. Could it be that Fengya has been reduced to a street performer?" Wang Xiaohu retorted.

"You." Shen Zhong shook his head with a wry smile, and said after a long while: "Little lady who is not at home with you today, what would you do with a bad old man like me?"

"I originally wanted to ask you for a red envelope for New Year's greetings. By the way, I want to tell you that I want Yan Zai to make a movie." Wang Xiaohu said, "But after I had a fight with you just now, I have a new idea."

"What do you think?" Shen Zhong narrowed his eyes and asked.

"I want to learn Xingyi Quan from you. I don't know if you have any bad rules."

(End of this chapter)