Hong Kong comprehensive begins, seek the law from the heavens

Chapter 59
"Okay, let's get started."

As Lin Mosheng nodded and said, Gan Zitai punched suddenly, he ignited a drop of blood essence, and now the power of blood essence was evaporating every moment.

The wind of the fist is hot, and it goes straight to the middle door.

What is surprising is that Lin Mosheng opened his palms slightly, half empty and half full, one front and one back, one high and one low, and he let go of the middle door.

Lin Mosheng's right palm wrapped around Gan Zitai easily like a boneless snake, and then he took a step back.

"impossible!"

Liu Zhanhua, who was watching the battle from the sidelines, turned pale with shock. An amateur watched the excitement, while an expert watched the way.

Although he had already regarded Lin Mosheng as a monster, even though he had only personally tested Lin Mosheng more than half a month ago.

But it was precisely because he had figured out some of Lin Mosheng's roots that he was so surprised that he lost his composure.

Gao Jin, who was next to him, looked at the two people who were suddenly motionless and asked, "Brother Hua, can you explain it to me, a layman?"

Liu Zhanhua glanced at Gao Jin, this is the guest of the Governor of Hong Kong, even he has three points of respect.

"Wen has Tai Chi to secure the world, and Wu has eight extremities to set the world."

"Bajiquan and Taijiquan are both literary and martial arts. In fact, they refer to the two styles of fighting. Taijiquan is the softness of the soft, and Bajiquan is the hardest. What A Sheng did just now is Bajiquan. The basic fist frame Hunyuan pile, taking the eight poles of Hunyuan, has the meaning of reaching everything."

"Even if you are defending against the opponent, you should fight fast with speed, and fight hard with fierceness. In an inch, life and death will be judged."

"But Ah Sheng has just practiced 'soft' Bajiquan."

In the last sentence, Liu Zhanhua said almost with a sigh, "It's like practicing Taijiquan 'just', I'm not as good as him."

Although Gao Jin didn't have any martial arts attainments, he understood what Liu Zhanhua meant.

Hard can't be long, soft can't be kept.

Therefore, the Chinese people's research on martial arts since ancient times has centered on rigidity and softness, yin and yang, and even reached the state of Tai Chi where there is softness in the rigidity, and rigidity in the softness.

And Lin Mosheng practiced Bajiquan as 'soft', of course, it's not that he practiced it wrongly, but that he has gradually broken away from the framework of Bajiquan and stepped into a certain wonderful state.

Compared with bystanders, Gan Zitai who swung his fist felt more intuitively.

Lin Mosheng seemed to take a step back after punching just now, but the strength of his fist was transmitted to the ground along the muscles of his arms, muscles of his waist and abdomen, and muscles of his thighs.

So he took a step back.

But how can human muscles be as precise as machinery, and can transmit power perfectly?
Gan Zitai stared fixedly at Lin Mosheng. Suddenly, he exerted strength on one leg, his right leg was like a battle axe, and slashed at Lin Mosheng who was close at hand.

Lin Mosheng was not in a hurry to attack.

First of all, this is not a battle of life and death.

Secondly, he is now much stronger than Gan Zitai.

Thirdly, he wanted to feel the uncertain mood through Gan Zitai.

Lin Mosheng's left hand became a claw, and he wanted to grab Gan Zitai's right leg in the same way.

In fact, Liu Zhanhua was wrong just now.

Lin Mosheng really doesn't have the ability to practice Bajiquan until it is firm but soft.

But incorporating yoga and Bajiquan into his boxing is exactly what he is doing.

But just when Lin Mosheng thought he was going to grab Gan Zitai's right leg.

Gan Zitai's whole body suddenly 'flyed', using the right hand that was entangled with Lin Mosheng as a support, the right leg that came first was just a feint, and the hidden left leg was like a poisonous snake breathing, fiercely hitting Lin Mosheng's waist.

In the blink of an eye, Lin Mosheng had no time to change his moves, he could only tighten his waist and abdomen muscles, and resisted the blow of the leg axe.

He let go of the right hand that was entangled with Gan Zitai, stepped back two or three steps, and rubbed his waist. He was not injured as he imagined, and Gan Zitai had just held back his strength.

"Brazilian war dance?"

Lin Mosheng looked at Gan Zitai with interest and asked.

He didn't expect that this Chuanquan successor could practice the Brazilian war dance to such an extent.

This kind of martial skill is famous.

When black slaves were enslaved by whites in Brazil, they had to wear chains on their hands and feet, making it inconvenient to move.

Originally, the white people thought that they would completely lose the ability to resist.

But I don't know which martial arts genius combined the original African sacrificial dance and killing skills to form the current Brazilian war dance.

This martial art has two major characteristics, the first is 'false'.

Because of the bondage of handcuffs and shackles, Brazilian slaves need to hide their murderous intentions and moves before resisting.

They balance their bodies through points of force you thought were impossible, and kicks you can't guard against.

The second is 'Meng'.

Since it was a death-fighting technique, each slave who resisted might only have one chance to move, so the leg ax of the Brazilian war dance was like a real axe, almost killing him with one blow.

Seeing that Lin Mosheng was repelled again, the young and Dangerous boys around Hongxing couldn't help cheering like a mountain.

Before Lin Mosheng set up the ring, he won consecutive battles and even killed twice in one night, which really frustrated them.

But today Gan Zitai stood up and gained an 'absolute advantage' from the very beginning, which gave them a feeling of rediscovering their pillars.

The pheasant next to Chen Haonan also had a somewhat excited tone, "It seems that guy is not a monster."

Chen Haonan remained silent, staring at the two people in the arena. He had a feeling that the real duel was just beginning now.

Gan Zitai, who defeated Lin Mosheng, was not as happy as he imagined, but said angrily, "If you want to give up, you don't have to, I practice Baijia boxing, if you don't use all your strength, you might die here today! "

Lin Mosheng let out a heck, stretched his neck, and took off his shirt, revealing pale golden, almost perfect muscles.

He casually threw the clothes to Ye Guhong, not because he wanted to explode the clothes, but if he really went all out, the shirt would really affect his performance.

Lin Mosheng put away the casualness on his face, and looked at Gan Zitai seriously, "Then you have to work harder, don't die here."

His right hand forms a fist, and his left hand forms a palm. They are held flat in front of his chest, and the two meet.

The next moment, he was like a fierce tiger baring its claws, pounced on Gan Zitai.

Lin Mosheng's speed was too fast.

If the speed of Gan Zitai in the state of burning essence and blood is 18, then Lin Mosheng's speed is 20.5. Although the difference is only 2.5, it is not at the same level anymore.

Bang.

Gan Zitai received Lin Mosheng's punch with Brazilian jiu jitsu, and he took three steps on the hind leg.

Lin Mosheng's fist was not only faster, but also far stronger than his own. Even if he hit it hard with soft strength, it would be dangerous.

But while retreating, Gan Zitai suddenly spun like a windmill, turned upside down, his legs turned into two battle axes, and one of them struck Lin Mosheng's forehead.

Snapped!Lin Mosheng punched like a hammer, directly hitting Gan Zitai's leg axe, and even knocked him down again.

However, at the moment of falling, Gan Zitai used his strength to find a balance point in an instant, and the other leg of the ax slashed towards Lin Mosheng's neck at an extremely tricky angle.

The fierce wind howls, if this blow hits, it will be either dead or maimed.

(End of this chapter)