martial arts explosion

Chapter 19

"Xingyi, Cui Shanying!"

Looking at each other, said cupped hands.Cui Shanying was not in a hurry to make a move, since the other party had reported his name, no matter whether he was good or evil, he had to follow the rules of the martial arts.

"Hey, I know. I defeated Wang Zhenggang with one move. I heard that it's not good. There is no one else tonight. Brother, I will still say the same thing. Walk halfway up the road, okay?" Wang Longhu asked with a smirk. , the momentum is gloomy and cold. In the fight just now, Cui Shanying didn't take advantage, and he didn't take advantage either.

Cui Shanying looked at him and shook his head!

"Do you really want to share half of the money with you?" Wang Longhu frowned and asked back.

Cui Shanying still shook his head, and said calmly: "People have good and evil, and things are divided into right and wrong. Sometimes things can't be changed without benefit. Today, there are only two outcomes. I will leave you behind, or I will fall down. Stop talking nonsense. , do it!"

"I don't know how to flatter you, do you think I'm really afraid that you won't succeed?"

He didn't move, but Cui Shanying did.

Stepping forward, he waved his empty fist, and his back fist went straight to Wang Longhu's heart.

Wang Longhu stood on the spot, spread his legs apart, put his hands in front of his chest, and squatted down, formally "King Kong Standing" in the iron cloth shirt.

bump!
Muffled!
The punch hit him, but he stood there as if he was fine.

Cui Shanying approached quickly, retreated even faster, and only punched a 'beng fist', but the punch was sincere and impartial, which was imprinted on Wang Longhu's chest.

"Hey, that's all it is!" Wang Longhu smiled sinisterly. Although he was ruthless, his kung fu had been practiced really hard. He had been immersed in iron cloth shirts for more than 30 years. But he didn't care about fists, feet and sticks. Just now when the other party punched him, he only felt numb at the tip of his heart. He didn't feel anything else, so he didn't care.

Cui Shanying stood five meters away from Wang Longhu, nodded and said: "The iron cloth shirt is indeed unique. It looks like an iron shirt, and the air wraps your whole body. Your iron cloth shirt can be regarded as well-trained!"

"Haha!" Hearing Cui Shanying's praise, Wang Longhu raised his head and laughed triumphantly, and said, "It's up to you to say, the Cui family is nothing more than that, don't say you are a brat, you are still young, it's your father Cui Sanjie who came over, can you call me?" I'm not going to say anything about it."

Hearing the other party's big talk, Cui Shanying still shook his head and didn't speak again.

Wang Longhu thought this kid was afraid, so he sneered and said: "You can't impress me, open the way for me to go, you give me face today, and I, Wang Longhu, will never forget each other in the future!"

"Hey!"

Cui Shanying sighed, and said: "You can't leave today. Xingyi is an internal boxing technique, and you practice horizontal kung fu from an external style. Entering the body, hurting the inner palace, if you don't move, maybe you can live for three hours, otherwise... for a quarter of an hour, don't blame me for being cruel, life and death are equal, there is always someone who will lie down, today I leave you, except Harmful."

"What did you say?" Wang Longhu's face changed drastically. He knew that there was kung fu in martial arts. He was called Geshan Daniu, a master of domestic boxing, and slapped the watermelon. The skin of the watermelon was fine.But he didn't believe that this kid could reach that legendary level at such a young age.

"I don't believe it, you are bombing me, are you waiting for rescue?" Wang Longhu asked with a sneer.

Cui Shanying shook his head: "Before I was 16 years old, I never fought with anyone outside. What I hit was the thick poplar stump at home and the iron sheet covered with bricks on the wall. After I was 16 years old, my father and the old man took me outside to meet people. Hands-on with people is also a lot of hands-off, just click and stop.

My grandfather said, my hands are black, if I can't hold back my hands, I will die.Practicing martial arts and mind, practicing martial arts and cultivating morality means that no matter how deep the kung fu is, there cannot be no martial arts. The connotation of martial arts is only a matter of time. When winning or losing, people will be enchanted. "

Hearing Cui Shanying's words, Wang Longhu's face paled for a while, and he spoke after a long time: "Maybe you are right, but you are rotten. How long can you live? You have to enjoy yourself, thinking too much is your bondage, man, the first one." What I think of must be myself, and then others, this is selfishness, people don't kill heaven and earth for themselves, I have lived a good life in this life, I have lived freely and happily."

Cui Shanying said, "Do you have any regrets?"

"Pity?"

Wang Longhu frowned, his viscera was tingling, and he felt like it was cracking. He knew what the other party said was right, the punch just now had penetrated his inner strength and shattered his internal organs.

"Haha, it's amazing, it's really amazing, what a Bengquan, what an inner strength into the body to beat a cow across the mountain, I, Wang Longhu, have never conquered anyone in my life, but today I did, and I lost in your hands. It's not a loss, kid how old are you?"

"eighteen!"

Wang Longhu nodded: "You have such kung fu. It's really unexpected. You are already a master of the generation. I'm afraid there is no one in the younger generation who can stand shoulder to shoulder with you." Looking up at the sky, the moon is not round tonight, and there are not many stars. Seems a bit bleak.

"Perhaps, the only regret is that I have lost my kung fu. I have spent a lot of time in the past few years, and I have already lost the energy to pursue the highest level of the iron cloth shirt. One, I'm afraid it won't fall to today's situation, right?"

Turning to look at Cui Shanying, he said with a smile: "Actually, I shouldn't touch fists. I'm a kung fu practitioner. This thing is poisonous. I have all the blessings from the pagoda today. It's also my fault that I didn't control myself. Boy, you punch me. Let me give you a sentence, watch the bright moon with sincerity, this sentence is what the old master told me back then, now I finally understand why he sighed when he watched me leave."

For a while, the scenes of practicing boxing and kung fu when he was young, and being taught and scolded by his master flashed before his eyes. Even a person with a dark heart has a clean side.

Fist is always clean!
There are some things in my heart, I can't remember them, and I don't know what they are until I close my eyes.

People who are about to die are also good at their words!

Cui Shanying and Wang Longhu sat on the mountain and chatted for a long time, chatting about boxing, life, and realm. It was not until late at night that Wang Longhu stood up, smiled, and punched a set of punches in front of Cui Shanying. Halfway through, the mouth was already coughing up pieces of meat, turned his head to look at Cui Shanying, and said with a smile: "This set of boxing is the first set of boxing that the master taught me, and it is also the set of boxing that I remember most in my life. , never left it.”

Spitting out blood, he fell to the ground with his head up.

Cui Shanying sighed, feeling a little uncomfortable, was there anything wrong with him?At that time, if the Bending Fist hadn't been ruthless... what my grandfather said when he taught me how to punch again appeared in my mind.

This martial arts is all about winning or losing.

Before doing anything, be reserved, talk about right and wrong, and talk about right and wrong.

But after doing it, don't think too much about it.A fist is a fist, a hand is a hand, there is a winner or loser, life and death are about life and death, keep your hands and divide the person, and when you want to kill, raise your hands mercilessly.

Good and evil in the rivers and lakes are divided according to morality and will eventually dissipate with life and death.

(End of this chapter)