Chapter 87
Roaring, shouting, and screaming are not appropriate in a considerable part of the time when fighting.Because shouting loudly will disturb the breathing rhythm, it will be discouraged, and if you are discouraged, you will lose your strength.

People who really know kung fu basically don't beep when they move their hands. They concentrate on holding their breath, and strike with all their strength, knocking down the opponent in an instant.

Of course, if you know the legendary "lion's roar skill", it's another matter if you can knock people down with a single roar.

The purpose of a fight is to bring down and subdue the opponent, and most of the results are won in an instant, like in martial arts novels where you fight for three days and three nights, just watch it, and treat it as a joke.

Li Xinzhu put down two people in an instant, and Yang Xianhua's face was so gloomy that he could drip water.

"This, this won't work. Curator Yang is your student. You have a good reputation and your teaching skills are not good. You have to teach them something serious!"

Li Xinzhu was very disappointed by the abilities of these two people. He set his sights on Yang Xianhua. Those two just now were at most appetizers, but this one in front of him was a real talent. He subconsciously turned on the mocking mode.

"Are you here to find trouble?" Yang Xianhua gritted his teeth, looked fiercely like a jackal, secretly moved his palms and shrugged his shoulders a few times.

"You have to understand that you were the ones who made the move first, so don't file a complaint first." Li Xinzhu said so, but Li Xinzhu had already started accumulating energy and was ready to launch an attack at any time.

"Wang An, I remember you. You still learned Tai Chi in my martial arts gym." Yang Xianhua turned to look at Wang An.

"Yes, I have met the curator a few times." Wang An calmly said, after he had been in contact with Yang Xianhua a few times, he no longer had any good impressions of this person, not to mention his skills, his character was too bad.

"Did I have any trouble with you? Why do you have trouble with me? Why do you all have trouble with me? Why?" Yang Xianhua became obviously emotional while talking.The expression on his face was angry at first, and then became ferocious.

"Are you going crazy? Do you want to call an ambulance for you? How many people have been harmed by you doing those shitty things? Is it reasonable for you to kill people?" Li Xinzhu said coldly.

"I killed someone. She committed suicide. It has nothing to do with me. She was just a bastard, so why pretend to be noble! She just wanted to extort money, and I gave it to her!
What does this matter have to do with you?Do you know her mother, or is she your mother? "

"Hsinchu, come on, beat him up." Wang An's eyes turned cold after hearing this.

"okay!"

Li Hsin-chu strode forward, his form and meaning collapsing, and he punched hard.

Yang Xianhua used Taijiquan to parry, Taiji Yunshou, one fight and one turn, unloaded Li Xinzhu's punch, but the second punch was already close to him, one punch after another.

Xingyiquan, fast forward and fast strike, like a violent storm.

Yang Xianghua kept drawing circles with his hands, he was already angry, and Taijiquan seemed to be full of anger, not so harmonious.

The contest between the two of them didn't look beautiful at all, and it didn't have the chic and elegant style in action movies.

Li Hsinchu's boxing method is simpler, step forward, collapse the boxing, be blocked, directly rush away, then advance, then hit, one step after another.Strong and straight.

Yang Xianhua used Taiji Cloud Hands to parry, and he was able to block a couple of times at first, but Li Xinzhu's punches got faster and faster, and he couldn't stand it any longer, and he lost his temper in a panic.

Dongdong two punches landed on the ground, one on the chest and the other on the abdomen, thump, thud, Yang Xianhua stepped back three steps, and slammed into a car with a bang.

"You're not very good at this skill!" Li Xinzhu's words were equivalent to stabbing someone with a knife and then sprinkled a handful of salt on his wound.

Yang Xianhua was about to burst into tears, took off his outer coat and threw it away, seeing that he was about to fight Li Xinzhu desperately, Li Xinzhu's face not only did not show the slightest fear, on the contrary, he became even more excited.

Crack, there was a crisp sound on the ground.

Yang Xianhua stomped his feet on the ground, and rushed towards Li Xinzhu all at once, his boxing style changed instantly, from the softness just now to the fierceness.

The Three Emperors Pao is also a hard hit.

The two are head-to-head now.

Yang Xianhua didn't hide in his anger, he only attacked but not defended. Looking at it like that, he wished he could beat Li Xinzhu to death on the spot.

The same is true for Li Hsin-chu. Ever since he learned Zhi Jin, he can only hit sandbags and can't let go of beating people. Now he finally has the opportunity to find someone who is similar to him.

Boom, boom, boom,
The fists of the two collided or fell on each other.

As the saying goes, when you hit someone, you don't hit the face, but Li Hsinchu punched Yang Xianhua's cheeks two times in succession, his nose was bruised and his face was swollen, and his otherwise handsome face immediately disfigured.

Yang Xianhua didn't care, he just kept beating him like crazy.

After a while, Yang Xianhua suddenly jumped away, raised his hand to wipe his nosebleed, put his right hand into his trouser pocket, scratched it twice quickly, and then stuck out quickly.

"You can't beat the crotch, you are so disgusting!" Li Xinzhu said disdainfully.

At this time, Yang Xianghua had already rushed over, aggressively, punching like a cannon, and the Three Emperors Cannon punched.

wrong!

With a sudden kick, Wang An came in front of him, stopped Yang Xianhua, raised his hand to hold his arm, and caught his punch.

He smoothly dissipated the rushing force, and with a kick, Yang Xianghua turned his body consciously, raised his hand and pushed, Yang Xianhua flew out, and crashed into a car with a bang.

The whole process was very easy, just like an adult fiddled with a child.

He has been pushing stones weighing more than 4000 catties these days, and pushing a person weighing [-] catties is not like playing.

"What are you doing, I can deal with this guy!" Li Xinzhu on the side was taken aback when he saw this.

Wang An didn't speak, he stepped forward and grabbed Yang Xianhua's right hand and twisted it.

"Look at what this is?"

Li Xinzhu followed the trend, and saw that Yang Xianhua was actually wearing a black knuckle on his right hand. It was so delicate that he couldn't see it unless he looked carefully in the dark night.

It is quite painful to hit the body with this thing, and it can even directly break a person's bones.

When he stretched his hands into his trouser pockets just now, Wang An felt that something was wrong. Anyone who stretched his hands into his trouser pockets during a fight must have something to do. When he looked closely, there was an extra knuckle on Yang Xianhua's hand.

"Hold the grass, you don't talk about martial arts! That's right, scumbags don't have martial arts."

"Wang An, why the fuck are you against me everywhere, I'm your master anyway!"

"I did learn something from you, but I can't be called a master. What's more, your virtue is really bad!"

Yang Xianhua struggled hard, Wang An turned and twisted his hand, and there was a sharp pain, he immediately calmed down a bit, his body was still heaving violently.

"Let go of me, forget about this matter, and I will never trouble you in the future." Yang Xianhua suddenly begged for mercy.

"Hiss, your face changed really fast enough, but I can't believe what you said at all! You scum is too insidious." Li Xinzhu said.

"I'm telling the truth."

"Well, I'll record a video for you, and you can say it again."

"I hate you!" Yang Xianhua stood up suddenly, bent his arm and raised his elbow, and hit Wang An's throat directly.

Wang An raised his hand and pressed it, and that elbow was instantly held down by him. With a slight force, Yang Xianhua was stuck to the next car with a bang, unable to move, like a mischievous child being held down by an adult.

Raising his hand, he punched several parts of his back a few times with the bone of his fist, and then released him.

"Let's go!"

At this time, there were already more people nearby, gathering around and pointing.

"Ah, let's go now?" Li Xinzhu was obviously a little reluctant.

Wang An dragged him, and the two got into the car and left.

"Why, why are we leaving, I haven't fought enough!?"

"With so many people watching, it's meaningless to continue fighting. Could it be that you still want to kill him?" Wang An wrote lightly.

"How is it possible? I just want him to make a fool of himself in public. If it's not against the law to kill people with the shitty things he did, I want to kill him directly.

He even uses knuckles in a fight, why doesn't he use a knife, this guy is too insidious. "Li Hsinchu said harshly.

"He doesn't use a knife because he didn't bring it with him. If he had brought it, he would definitely use it. I found that your hostility has increased a lot." Wang Andao, "Do you still have nightmares at night?"

"I still dream about the two of them, but I'm not afraid anymore. I even slapped the evil spirit twice, but he didn't respond. I'm thinking about practicing boxing with it in my dream." Li Xinzhu was driving. sideways.

"Furthermore, I'm not hostile, I'm upholding justice, and that kind of scum has to be dealt with."

"Well, your sense of justice surprised me a little. Seeing how violent you are today, I thought you had this disease again." Wang Andao.

"What did you say when you fiddled all of a sudden just now? We seemed to be very relaxed and freehand, and we sent Yang Xianhua flying out all of a sudden."

"Actually, it's just two words, strength and skill." Wang An said simply.

"If you are strong enough, with ten thousand catties of strength all over your body, and you can pull up weeping willows like Monk Hua, then no matter who hits someone, you can punch them one by one, grab and throw them, and whoever can stop them is called a Force down ten meetings.

Many masters in history have the kind of natural supernatural power. Since ancient times, they have been practicing kung fu by lifting stone locks to build strength. However, many martial arts now pay too much attention to routines and ignore strength training.

As for skills, it is to let you fully display your various abilities. If you have fifty catties of strength, you can hit the effect of one hundred catties.

To put it bluntly, this is the real kung fu, and there is the most famous four-two-throwing thousand-jin, but if you want to move a thousand-jin, you must at least have the strength of more than a hundred catties, otherwise you won't be able to move at all, and you will be crushed directly. "

During this period of time, Wang An practiced pushing stones at home, and gained some experience and insights in practicing.

"Tsk tsk tsk, what you said is indeed reasonable, and I have learned a lot from you."

"Drive well, watch the road, don't hold the steering wheel with one hand, you are speeding."

"Hey, don't you feel angry when you look at Yang Xianhua?" Li Xinzhu turned to look at Wang An and asked in confusion.

(End of this chapter)

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