Starting from the lifting of human restrictions

Chapter 56
"The Lord is here."

Yang Chu looked at Xiahou Wu standing on the fence and slowly stepped aside.

Although he had just made two moves with that Fu Shengtai earlier, this stage today is obviously not his.

He came here to watch this competition, just to see the skills of these people, to enrich his "database" about human combat.

He can actually design many moves aimed at the weaknesses of human beings himself, but these handed down, it can be said that they have been tempered, and the power-generating skills improved by generations can still bring him inspiration.

Yang Chu is also full of curiosity about the limits of the human body and how far it can go.

What he is curious and fanatical about is never simply "kung fu", but the exercise method that humans have mastered to improve their own combat power, as well as the fighting skills to bring these combat power into play.

After Yang Chu stepped aside, the seven people present first looked at Yang Chu, and then turned their attention to Xia Houwu standing on the fence.In the eyes of these masters of leg skills, Yang Chu's identity is no longer a challenger, but to help Xiahouwu challenge tonight.

This time, it was no longer Tan Jingyao, who was called the "King of the North Legs", but the man with tall legs and long legs, wearing sportswear, with a good temperament and appearance, and the tone was not as polite as before. He said coldly: "That's what you asked for? Who are you? Where did you get the information about us?"

"Unity, Xiahou Wu!"

Xia Houwu watched everyone look at him, his expression gradually glowed, he clasped his fists and saluted, his eyes swept across a person's face, and said one by one: "Tan Jingyao is authentic, poking king Tong Zhengting, King Kong chuō (chuō) legs. Cao Zian, Fu Shengtai with gossip and dark legs, Fang Wenxi with nine palaces and eighteen legs, Ruan Qingyang with cross-legged Tai Chi, Fang Liude with Cangzhou legs, all of you are masters of Hong Kong Island martial arts who specialize in leg work. I invite all the masters to come over. He means, just want to see some of your old style."

"what--"

Fu Shengtai, who was thrown out by Yang Chu, threw his braids off the back of his head and sneered, "Well, you have no other intentions, you sent a challenge letter, and also attached our life and past divisions, we don't come here. no."

"Young people, what's the age? Most of us are no longer in the martial arts. Except for a few apprentices, the martial arts hall is too lazy to open."

Standing behind the crowd, the brawny barefooted man in shorts and a singlet vest said in a muffled voice. There was not much of a competition in his tone.

"Yeah, I haven't practiced very much in recent years. On Hong Kong Island, you can speak loudly if you have money, and if you are good at kung fu, can you still be worth a gun?" Another man in a shirt and trousers also shook his head.

"My teacher has training, I have practiced the cross-legged Taijimen, one is not bullying the weak, the other is not performing lion dances, and the third is not making a profit. "

Next to the man in shirt and trousers, the unremarkable man in short sleeves spoke again.

The eyes of the others were also different, but it was obvious that several of them came to make an appointment this time. In addition to Xia Houwu's challenge letter, he also mentioned something about them and their teachers in the challenge letter.

"Masters, you are all famous leg users. If I have any other rudeness, I will also ask Haihan."

Xiahou Wu also seemed to sense the emotions of the crowd, but he spoke politely, but the expression on his face did not change at all.He found someone to get the information of these people, and naturally it took a little thought to get them together to accept his challenge.

Otherwise, unless it is a matter of life and death, it is not so easy to challenge these people.

"Don't talk nonsense, you invited so many of us in one go, just because you want us to give you our reputation, then you can come and get it directly."

Tan Jingyao, who was still quite gentle in front of others, didn't talk about other things, and said directly to Xiahouwu.

Xiahouwu slammed, jumped off the fence, walked to Tan Jingyao, clasped his fists again and saluted: "Heyimen, Xiahouwu."

"Tan legs, Tan Jingyao."

Tan Jingyao crooked his neck, clenched his fists and bowed back.

"It seems that these people who came tonight are actually not very interested in Xiahouwu's challenge."

Yang Chu could see clearly from the side that most of the people who came tonight were not interested in Xiahouwu's challenge.

Even Fu Shengtai, who fought against him in front of him, was actually not so ruthless with his feet when he first attacked him, and it meant more testing.

It was Yang Chu who really showed his skills when he recovered the two-legged account from the other party, but unfortunately he was far from Yang Chu's opponent at this time.

Only Tan Jingyao, known as the King of the North Legs, still has a blood in the crowd.

This is also normal. Tan Jingyao is the youngest in the crowd and can be praised by other famous leg masters unanimously. He is called "North Leg King".

Among them, there are other people who don't want to be burdened by fame anymore. Since Tan Jingyao is willing to take on the responsibility, they praise him.

A screeching sound—

Just as the thoughts in Yang Chu's mind were spinning rapidly, Xia Houwu and Tan Jingyao both kicked up at the same time, without the slightest fancy, their calves slammed together.

Bend knees and low kicks, whip legs with high feet, kick sideways, flat kicks, flying kicks... In the blink of an eye, the two of them moved and jumped, and they had more than ten moves.

Suddenly, Xiahouwu swayed from side to side, his footsteps were blurred, and he quickly rushed in front of Tan Jingyao.

With a sway of his feet, it seems that in order to avoid Tan Jingyao's ultimate move, he made a sudden mistake and lost his focus.

Tan Jingyao kicked Xiahouwu's lower abdomen when he saw the machine, Xiahouwu hurriedly turned sideways to avoid it, turned his back to Tan Jingyao, and seemed to want to escape.

Tan Jingyao followed with one step, and was about to stretch his legs to hook Xiahouwu, when he suddenly saw Xiahouwu turn around and kick back, hitting Tan Jingyao's chest with a slap, and the whole person fell down.

"Yuhuan step, mandarin duck legs!"

The braided Fu Shengtai who had fought against Yang Chu earlier couldn't help but screamed after Xiahouwu kicked Tan Jingyao away.

"Really good work!"

After Tan Jingyao was defeated, Tong Zhengting, who was tall and long in sportswear, walked out and looked up and down at Xia Houwu, "You use the legs of a mandarin duck, it's not worse than me poking at the foot door."

Xiahouwu watched Tong Zhengting come out, and clasped his fists again: "Heyimen, Xiahouwu!"

"Poke the foot door, Tong Zhengting!"

Tong Zhengting, who is tall, legs, and a square face, followed with a fist, suddenly shouted violently, jumped suddenly, raised his feet and flew up.

Ding, kicking, turning, clicking, kicking, wrong, kicking, grinding... Eight legs, one step at a time, one after another, fled in circles, the attack unfolded, left and right attacked, the speed was as fast as lightning, and the offensive was maddened by the wind. rainstorm.

This is the mandarin duck chain leg in the poke.

Under his attack, Xiahouwu flickered from side to side for a while, and seemed unable to fight back.

However, his footsteps changed strangely and quickly, sometimes swinging lotus leaves like the wind, or like a magpie climbing plum, and he actually used the number of ways in the pool's legs to deal with Tong Zhengting's poking.

"Huh?" Tong Zhengting poked his feet all the way and put long, strong and powerful serial legs. He couldn't do anything to Xiahou Wu when he met. He suddenly made a sudden move, no longer chained high feet, but moved with the shadow, sticking to Xiahou. In martial arts, the softness of the bunt is combined with the rigidity, and the techniques of wrapping, spreading, cotton, and sticking are used.

Of these two styles of play, the former is open and close, agile and vigorous, and is a style of poking Wu Luzi in the foot.The latter is small and compact, with needles hidden in the cotton, and it is the stuff of Wenwenzi.

Tong Zhengting is known as the king of poking feet. In terms of leg skills, he is still better than Tan Jingyao, but he is too lazy to fight for this name on Hong Kong Island.

The two people's bodies changed, and in an instant they made several moves. Xiahou Wu, who was just dodging the defense, suddenly turned his body and swept Leng Zi's whip on Tong Zhengting's right shoulder. The huge force kicked him all over. flew out.

"A whip in the first place."

Everyone present made a move by Xiahou Wu, and naturally recognized his martial arts skills.

In fact, this is not the kung fu of other families, but the tan legs used by Tan Jingyao in the front.It's just that after Xiahou Wu used it, no matter the timing or power, it was far from being comparable to the other party.

"Acceptance!"

After Xiahouwu landed, he clasped his fists again at Tong Zhengting, who barely stood up not far away.

　Turning back, the two chapters are updated together.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)