The Heavens: Cross the World

Chapter 91 Discussion

Hongquan belongs to the traditional Chinese boxing and is one of the representatives of the Southern School of boxing. Together with Liu, Li, Cai and Mo, they are called the five famous boxing in Guangdong.

It is rumored that this boxing style is inherited from Hongmen housekeeping boxing style, and it is said that it was created by Hong Xiguan.

Hongquan has ten shapes, namely "dragon, snake, tiger, leopard, crane, lion, elephant, horse, monkey, and buffalo", among which the three shapes of "dragon, tiger, and leopard" are fists that focus on strength.

At this time, what Hong Yihu used was the tiger-shaped fist!

But seeing Hong Yihu stepping forward with one step, his five fingers clenched into tiger claws, roaring towards him.

Feng Ji wanted to steal a lesson, so he released the water and used Youlong Baguazhang to fight against the enemy.

Stepping forward, his figure suddenly became short, avoiding the tiger's claws.

Hong Yihu only felt that Feng Ji had disappeared in front of his eyes.

He was startled, and suddenly there was a whistling and piercing sound in his ears.

Hong Yihu's expression changed immediately, and he hastily punched in an "H" shape and hit the right side shortly.

Bang!
A palm pressed Hong Yihu's tiger paw.

Hong Yihu immediately flipped his wrist, grabbing his hand in the shape of a tiger!
He grabbed it with one hand, and immediately followed up with the other hand, and he had caught Feng Ji's joints in two or three strokes.

Just about to use the grappling technique, he suddenly felt Feng Ji's muscles swell, and with a bang, a dark force burst out from the muscles.

The tiger claws that Hong Yihu held in vain broke instantly, and his energy and blood collapsed.

He couldn't help but his face changed slightly, and he exclaimed: "An Jin?!"

Immediately, the qi and blood in the body circulated quickly, the muscles and bones trembled, and the dark energy stammered, dispelling Feng Ji's energy immediately.

Feng Ji couldn't help laughing too: "What a tiger-shaped Hong fist, brother Hong has also penetrated the method of dark energy."

Hong Yihu's face was full of surprise, and he laughed loudly: "I didn't expect, brother, you have already stepped into the dark energy at such a young age. You have the eight trigrams palm, and you really have the essence of it."

Feng Ji smiled and said, "Brother Hong, don't hold back, come again!"

The two fought again, this time, Hong Yihu shot with all his strength and did not hold back.

Feng Ji still only used [-]% of his strength to learn from the opponent's Hong Quan.

All these discussions between the two of them were like a stick of incense!
During this period, Hong Yihu repeatedly used the tiger-shaped and crane-shaped boxing techniques, which were mixed with the three grasping techniques of dragon, tiger and leopard.

From the beginning to the end, Feng Ji used Baguazhang to deal with it.

His steps were weird, You Long turned around, he was really elusive, Hong Yihu had no way to figure it out.

Once in contact with Feng Ji, Feng Ji's dark energy will immediately break away.

After a stick of incense, he was sweating profusely, and then he saw Feng Ji's face was not flushed and he was not panting, and his expression was composed and leisurely.

He couldn't help being stunned, and stopped with a wry smile: "No more fights, no more fights!"

"What's wrong?" Feng Ji was taken aback and asked strangely.

"I can see it, brother, your martial arts are superb, much better than me. I tried my best, but I couldn't move an inch. Now that your energy and blood are declining, you haven't sweated at all. What are you fighting for?"

Feng Ji glanced at the attribute panel, and the double form of Hong Fist, Tiger and Crane had already appeared, but it was a pity that the double form of dragon and leopard had not been fully learned, so he could not get started.

But he doesn't care, he knows too many punches, and now even if he adds points to the punches, he still can't break through the 10-point attribute mark.

He is more concerned about how to step into Huajin.

Feng Ji smiled, and said: "Brother Hong won the prize, I just rely on the gossip and body skills, I can't count it as great, but Brother Hong's Hongquan kung fu is strong and feminine, and it is the essence."

Hong Yihu laughed loudly, and said quite complacently: "Hongquan has a complicated inheritance, and there are many styles of boxing. I am only good at the two forms of tiger and crane, and some grasping skills of the three forms of dragon, tiger and leopard."

Feng Ji tentatively asked: "Brother Hong is a member of the Hong family?"

Hong Yihu's expression changed slightly, he smiled, and said: "Since you and I are sworn brothers, I won't hide it from you, yes, I am indeed a member of the Hong family."

Feng Ji stood in awe, clasped his fists and said, "It turns out that elder brother is still a hero of the Hong family, why did elder brother join the Qing court?"

Hongmen always aimed to fight against the Qing Dynasty and restore the Ming Dynasty. Feng Ji wondered why Hong Yihu joined the Qing court.

Hong Yihu shook his head: "It's not that I won't tell you, it's just that I have a special status and I have tasks, so it's hard to explain clearly."

Feng Ji understood immediately that Hong Yihu might have sneaked into the Qing court with the secret order of the Hongmen to act as an internal response.

Stop asking questions now, and talk about Hong Quan instead.

During the conversation, Hong Yihu could hear that Feng Ji seemed to be very interested in Hongmen.

Thinking of some rebellious remarks made by Feng Ji again, his heart moved slightly, and he asked: "Brother, I don't think you are a mediocre person. Sooner or later, you will be soaring into the sky. How about joining my Hongmen?"

"Join Hongmen?"

Feng Ji's heart moved slightly, Hongmen will be an important organizational force against the Qing court in the future, if he joins, he can gradually grasp the influence of Hongmen.

In the troubled times, there is a force of his own, coupled with his martial arts, no one dares to touch him lightly.

Seeing Feng Ji thinking, Hong Yihu couldn't help laughing and said, "Brother, what's the problem?"

Feng Ji came back to his senses, shook his head and said with a smile: "I heard that the Hongmen has a strict organization, and if you want to join, you need someone to guarantee, and the identity of the guarantor is not ordinary."

Hong Yihu burst out laughing immediately: "You and I are married to Jinlan, am I not a ready-made guarantor?"

Feng Ji smiled and said, "Okay, let's do something great together with Big Brother!"

Hong Yihu was overjoyed, patted Feng Ji on the shoulder, and said a little excitedly: "Good brother! If you can join the Hongmen, my Hongmen will have a general."

Among the Hongmen, Feng Ji's skill is one of the few.

Of course Hong Yihu was happy, with such a master of dark energy around, Hongmen's strength was even stronger.

Feng Ji's heart moved slightly, and he asked: "Brother, among the Hongmen, are there any masters of energy transformation?"

Hong Yihu was surprised: "Brother, why do you ask this?"

"I have been in the dark energy for a while, and my muscles and bones have been polished to the extreme. I have always wanted to break through the energy, but I still can't find the direction. I want to seek advice from an expert."

Hearing the words, Hong Yihu couldn't help touching his chin, and immediately said: "So, when you arrive in Guangzhou, you and I will visit a senior with me, maybe he can give you some advice."

Feng Ji suddenly became excited and asked, "Which senior is it?"

"Hahaha, let me keep it a secret for now."

Hong Yihu laughed out loud.

The two entered Shaoxing together and found an inn to settle down.

Hong Yihu was in charge of checking luggage and ordering food in the inn.

Feng Ji went out to purchase dry food in preparation for the next trip to Fujian by sea.

Hong Yihu stood on the second floor of the inn, looking at the bustling streets of Shaoxing, feeling filled with emotion.

"It's just such a hinterland of the south of the Yangtze River, and there is still such a prosperous and prosperous age."

He felt very uncomfortable when he thought of the smog and soil flooding in Guangzhou and the foreigners bullying the market.

After taking a sip of his drink, suddenly a noodle stall downstairs caught his attention.

But when they met, there were two young people at the booth, both of them were seventeen or eighteen years old.

Both of them were dressed as foreigners, in western clothes and foreign watches.

This appearance is very rare in Shaoxing.

But what attracted his attention was not their outfits, but the movements of their hands!
"Oh, show me the trick again!"

"Is the old man's kung fu better than that girl's?"

The tall young man pestered the short young man to ask.

The short young man shouted: "You know how to play me all day long."

"I really didn't mean to."

"Speaking of kung fu, the kung fu of their father and daughter is really the same."

"How powerful? Tell me quickly."

"Oh, don't rush, that's it..."

The short young man was remembering something, and suddenly he pushed the knife in his right palm, and in the process of pushing, his palm suddenly turned into a claw, then the claw turned into a fist, and finally the fist withdrew his wrist and pushed!
Hong Yihu on the second floor shrank his pupils when he saw this scene!
"Four moves in one palm!"

The tall young man was a little overwhelmed by the gesture of the short young man, obviously not understanding the power of it.

He said confusedly: "What are you doing?"

The move of the short young man also came from stealing his teacher, but he just learned it in a way.

But he has obviously practiced martial arts, and he has extraordinary energy and blood. Although he is only similar in appearance, he still has a bit of strength.

Seeing that the tall young man didn't understand, he had to pick up a bowl: "You take it."

The tall young man held the bowl subconsciously, the next moment, the short young man suddenly punched out, and once again hit the four strokes of one palm!
With a click, the white porcelain bowl exploded, and the tall young man was startled.

Immediately he became excited: "Wow, it's amazing, what kind of trick is this?"

The short young man giggled and was about to speak.

Hong Yihu couldn't bear it anymore, he stood upstairs and shouted: "Little brother, did you hit the Four Forms of One Palm?"

The two youths heard the words and looked back to the second floor. Before the tall youth could speak, the short youth said proudly, "Who are you?"

Hong Yihu suppressed his excitement and said with a smile: "Little brother, who is your teacher?"

"Why should I tell you?" The short young man was very arrogant.

"You might as well tell me." Hong Yihu tried his best to show a kind smile.

The short young man rolled his eyes, suddenly became proud, and shouted: "Master Wenbiao taught me, how is it? Isn't it amazing?"

Hong Yihu's eyes lit up instantly, and he murmured, "Hard Monkey Fist Wen Biao? Isn't he dead?"

Hong Yihu quickly asked, "Where is he now?"

"Why should I tell you?" The short young man snorted.

Hong Yihu didn't say anything else, he jumped directly and jumped from the second floor.

The second floor is not short, about five or six meters above, and he landed on the ground easily without shaking.

Such skill immediately aroused the amazement of passers-by.

"Amazing!"

"Hey, run away, run away."

"Is this a fight?"

……

The short young man suddenly became vigilant, jumped up, jumped on the table, and shouted: "Want to fight? Come, come, come, I'm afraid you won't make it?"

He bent down and retracted his hands, looking like a monkey. He shook his head and shook his head, reminiscent of a monkey in the mountains.

It's just that Hong Yihu looked up and down, and he saw that although this short young man had practiced kung fu, the monkey boxing was obviously not authentic, and he seemed to be a beginner.

Hong Yihu's heart moved slightly, and he wanted to test it out.

Immediately kicked it out, and with a bang, the table under the short young man's feet exploded instantly.

The short young man was flexible like a monkey, jumped up, somersaulted in the air and landed, with a playful smile on his face, he scratched Hong Yihu with his paw!
Hong Yihu didn't move, he raised one hand, and with a bang, it blocked the short boy's monkey paw.

The short young man felt as if his fingers were caught on the steel and iron frame, the pain was excruciating, and he was about to change his moves immediately.

Hong Yihu suddenly caught him with his backhand, grabbed his palm and squeezed it lightly.

"Ouch!"

The short young man immediately wailed and struggled hastily.

It's a pity that his strength, even against a master of dark energy like Hong Yihu, he couldn't struggle at all.

Seeing this, the tall young man who was busy recording something hurriedly ran over and shouted: "Uncle, uncle, he just learned it, you are good at kung fu, haha."

He hastily pulled the short young man away.

Hong Yihu didn't make things difficult for the other party, but said: "Please take me to meet your master."

The short young man was still not convinced, and kept struggling, but was hurriedly dragged away by the tall young man. While walking, he shouted loudly: "Master Wen Biao's whereabouts are erratic, we must notify him when we see him, sorry, sorry .”

He hastily pulled the short young man into the crowd.

Hong Yihu frowned, intending to chase after him, but worried that if he left, the luggage in the inn would be lost.

He didn't have any important things, but the things in Feng Ji's box were not light, and they were probably valuables.

Looking at the two young men who had disappeared, Hong Yihu murmured to himself: "After going to Guangzhou, ask the people from the Zhenyuan Escort Bureau."

(End of this chapter)