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07. Kick the hall

Iron Sand Palm is an ancient Han boxing technique that originated from Shaolin.

It is a unique skill in the martial arts world. It has always been taught orally by the master. There are very few people who are good at this skill. The iron sand palm technique can make the hands extremely powerful, strengthen muscles and bones, smooth qi and blood, improve the functions of the internal organs, and cure diseases and prolong life.

It belongs to the category of hard qigong.

However, this martial arts is really difficult to practice, including the method of copying hands, how to soak hands with medicine, how to nourish qi, how to make iron sand bags, etc., all have strict regulations. Once you make a mistake, it will hurt your body. If you are light, you will have blood urination. Therefore, you need guidance from a teacher. If you do not have the guidance of a famous teacher, you will easily destroy your body.

Hong Kong is a place with very developed martial arts, with various martial arts schools as numerous as cows.

There are also several martial arts schools related to Iron Sand Palm.

Wang Bo took a bus to one of the martial arts halls where he taught iron sand palms. After walking in politely, he saw many students who came here to learn iron sand palms.

There are still many teachings, but these teachings disappointed Wang Bo a little.

Because these teachers' hands seemed to be swollen and looked very ugly.

Many people will deform their hands when practicing iron sand palms, which are manifestations of wrong practice of iron sand palms.

When you first practice the real iron sand palm, your hands are harder. When you reach the advanced stage, you will lose a layer of old skin and your hands will become as delicate and smooth as a woman's hands.

The hands of these teachers were swollen like pig's trotters. Obviously, how powerful can they be if they made the iron sand palms wrong?

Wang Bo couldn't help but shake his head and smile bitterly, but he did not leave.

After all, Wang Bo did not come here to learn about iron sand palms, but to kick the hall.

Yesterday he had defeated the Black Bear at the Global Elite Sports Center. Today, he plans to kick all the martial arts schools where the professors iron sand palms are taught and exchange them for other martial arts sects tomorrow.

In the next period of time, Wang Bo will kick all the martial arts schools in Hong Kong aside and dominate the Hong Kong martial arts world.

I believe that this should unlock hidden achievements.

Wang Bo strode forward, stopped a teacher, and said, "Call out your curator, I want to kick the restaurant."

"What did you say?" The teacher was stunned.

"I want to kick the house."

The teacher looked at Wang Bo a few times and said, "You want to kick the kids, do you know the rules for kicking kids?"

"I don't know, I'm not interested in knowing it. I just want to kick the restaurant, so I can call out your director, is that okay?" Wang Bo said calmly.

Other students were so excited when they heard someone kicking the hall. They probably hadn't experienced such a scene.

The teacher looked at the excited students around him and waved his hand and said, "You all retreat."

The students took several steps back and gave up a clearing.

The teacher said: "Since I want to play a kiosk, let me try your ability and whether I am qualified to challenge our curator."

Seeing that Wang Bo is young, his skin is smooth and callous, he doesn't look like a martial arts practitioner at all, he thinks he is the one who comes here to make trouble after learning a few days of learning flirting.

He has seen many such people, so he wants to defeat Wang Bo and shake his majesty.

Wang Bo couldn't help but sigh in response to this, and there was a saying that the King of Hell could not hinder the little ghost.

So he nodded and said, "Come on."

The teacher shouted angrily, waved his deformed palm, and slapped Wang Bo's shoulder hard.

Wang Bo did not dodge or avoid, letting the other party's palm slap his shoulder, and then raised his hand to grab the other party's collar in a shocked look, and threw him away seven or eight meters away, and threw him to the ground with a plop.

"Now, can you call your curator out?"

The other teachers looked at each other and couldn't help but be glad that they were not the ones who came on stage, otherwise they would be the ones who couldn't get up now.

A few flexible-minded teachers ran into the yard and called out a middle-aged man in a short while.

When the man saw Wang Bo, he bowed his hand and said, "I have met this little brother in Guyang. I heard from my apprentice that my little brother wants to kick the house?"

Wang Bo looked at the other party's hands, and what surprised Wang Bo was that his palm was not swollen like a pig's trotter, but was similar to that of an ordinary person, but his skeleton was a little thicker than that of an ordinary person.

Especially the skin, it is a little darker.

"What an iron sand palm."

Wang Bo was slightly surprised. The palms of several apprentices were as thick as pig's trotters, but the person in front of him was obviously practicing the authentic iron sand palm.

In the advanced stage, the iron sand palm will lose a layer of old skin, and the hands will become as delicate and smooth as women's hands.

But before this, long-term exercise of iron sand palms will make the skin red or even black, which is a manifestation of rust entering the skin. At this time, medicinal wine is needed to maintain the balance between hands and rust.

After you are successful, you will return to nature and be as delicate as a woman.

"Thank you, my little brother, for your praise." Gu Yang said with a smile.

"Your surname is Gu, who is Gu Ruzhang?"

Gu Ruzhang was a martial arts master in the late Qing Dynasty. He was particularly proficient in Iron Sand Palm and was known as "Iron Sand Palm Gu Ruzhang".

His palm is usually as soft as cotton, not unusual, but when it comes to practical use, his hair will have the ability to break the stubborn stones and cast iron can be broken.

His palm power is so strong that he controls it properly, which is incredible.

Many old Guangzhou have seen him stack fourteen bricks together and one palm down. He saw that the two bricks on the bottom were intact, while the twelve bricks in the middle were all broken. Their palm power was so strong and flexible that it was jaw-dropping.

Gu Yang's surname is not only Gu, but also proficient in Iron Sand Palm, which reminds Wang Bo of Gu Ruzhang.

Gu Yang shook his head and said, "I misunderstood my little brother. Although I have the same surname as Grandmaster Gu, I am not a descendant."

"It doesn't matter, I'm here to play the kiosk today."

Gu Yang smiled discontently and said, "Even so, then little brother will take action."

Gu Yang has seen such things as kicking a house. In the martial arts world, such things are really common. He has been in the martial arts school for so many years, and has kicked someone else's, but he has also been kicked.

In his opinion, Wang Bo is just a young boy and doesn't have much real skill in his hands.

So he was not afraid.

As for Wang Bo's throwing his apprentice away, he didn't care even more. Although these people were his apprentices, they did not obtain their true teachings. They were more than enough than ordinary people, but they were far inferior to those who had practiced authentic martial arts.

Even though Wang Bo has authentic martial arts, how could he practice kung fu to such a young age?

So Gu Yang was not in a hurry at all.

Wang Bo saw Gu Yang's contempt, but was not angry. He took a step forward and came to Gu Yang in an instant, slapped Gu Yang in the chest.

What?

Gu Yang was shocked. He and Wang Bo gathered about four or five meters away. He felt a flash in front of him. Wang Bo approached him. His originally disregarded mentality was extremely tense in an instant.

With this trick alone, he never dared to underestimate Wang Bo again.
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