Mu Hong looked at his wrist carefully, and a ray of light suddenly came out of his eyes, "This guy has practiced internal martial arts, and his skills are quite good. He is only about twenty years old, how could he have such deep internal martial arts?"
Mu Hong thought gloomily for a while, then suddenly stood up and walked to Lin Tao, putting his hand gently on his shoulder. Lin Tao trembled violently and wanted to stand up from the chair, but his body could not sit on the chair.
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Mu Hong took the hand on Lin Tao's shoulder and slowly walked back to his seat and sat down. "Did that boy feel as weak as he did just now when he held your hand?"
Lin Tao looked at Mu Hong with admiration, "Yes, when that kid grabbed my hand, I wanted to throw him away, but suddenly I felt as weak as before. What kind of kung fu is this? Why didn't I do it before?
I’ve heard of it”.
Mu Hong's expression changed, and he slowly said to Lin Tao, "This is the real internal Kung Fu. It is a kind of energy that is produced under the premise of an explosive attack of Qi or mental power, which can be transmitted inside the human body and gradually accelerate."
A great way to use strength. I don’t know what kind of kung fu he practices, but it must be a form of internal martial arts. But judging from the redness and swelling on your wrist, he hasn’t mastered it yet.”
Lin Tao's face changed when he heard this. He asked in a respectful tone, "Teacher Mu, what kind of kung fu do you practice? I couldn't exert any strength just now." "I practice a type of Xingyiquan, which is also a kind of
Internal martial arts," Mu Hong replied.
Lin Tao said a little discouraged, "How can we compete at night? It doesn't matter, just avoid that kid, I will deal with that kid." Mu Hong's eyes flashed.
Mu Hong was afraid of affecting Lin Tao's fighting spirit and did not tell the truth. As far as he knew, there were many people practicing internal martial arts, but there were only three or five people like him who could use Qi in actual combat, and
They are all over 60 years old. And I have never heard of anyone reaching the point of actually hurting people with their anger. It can be said that the real internal martial arts has been basically lost. To practice internal martial arts well, not only does it require excellent
Internal skills and mental methods also require the practitioners themselves to have superhuman talents. Ordinary practitioners can only achieve longevity and have no effect on martial arts.
Mu Hong is not worried about Wan Lin now. He is worried about Wan Lin's apprenticeship. That such a young child can actually control his breath in martial arts shows that this is an unheard-of school. What if his master comes to visit him in the future?
He was going to be in trouble. He thought for a while, took out his phone and called his local senior brother.
At almost 8 o'clock in the evening, Lin Tao, Mu Hong and Lu Zhongming and their parents walked into the college gymnasium. Following them were Liu Haibo, a senior brother in his 60s who accompanied Mu Hong and his two apprentices. Gymnasium
The lights were brightly lit inside, just like daytime. There were only Wan Lin, four girls, Xiaoya, Lingling and the others in the gymnasium of Nuo University, and the rest were a few college staff.
The college security company has tightly guarded the gymnasium door, and non-related personnel are not allowed to enter. This is a temporary measure taken by Dean Wan to worry about causing disturbances.
At 8 o'clock sharp, Dean Wan walked into the gymnasium accompanied by four energetic and straight-backed 70-year-olds.
Seeing Lin Tao and Mu Hong clasping their fists in greeting, Dean Wan smiled and asked everyone to sit down. He walked to the venue and said loudly, "This is a martial arts competition. I want to make it clear here that it is Lin Tao and Mu Hong."
The master challenges the students of my academy. You two have no objection to this, right?" He turned his eyes to Lin Tao and the two of them, and they looked at each other and nodded.
Dean Wan Neng then said, "Since it is a martial arts competition, there must be a referee. I have invited Mr. Lu Ji, the president of our provincial martial arts association and the director of the National Wushu Association, from the provincial martial arts association. I wonder if you will also have a referee."
Mu Hong stood up and said, "Okay, we are having a martial arts exchange, and of course there must be a referee. This is my senior brother Liu Haibo, and I recommend him." Liu Haibo stood up and gave everyone a fist.
Dean Wan nodded and said, "Okay, the next game will be handed over to the two referees." He walked to the sidelines and sat on a chair.
The two referees had a brief exchange. Lu Ji, the president of the Wushu Association, stood up and said, "I just discussed with Mr. Liu that this is a martial arts competition with a practical nature, so we will not set a time and let one party subdue the other."
One side will decide the winner. But no one is allowed to hurt people without reason, and no weapons are allowed to be used. Do you have any opinions?" Then he looked at Wan Lin and Lin Tao, and several people nodded in agreement. "Now we are ready to start, each side will send 2
People can freely choose their opponents and play in turn."
According to what was discussed in advance, Wan Lin suggested that Zhang Wa go up. Zhang Wa has been practicing Wanjia Qigong for a long time and is extremely flexible. He can quickly win by trick. At this time, when they heard the referee's shout, Wan Lin and Zhang Wa quickly stood up.
Lin Tao and Mu Hong also stood up. Lin Tao looked at Wan Lin with some fear, turned around and pointed at Zhang Wa and said, "That's him." Wan Lin and Mu Hong hugged each other and walked to the sidelines.
Zhang Wa and Lin Tao moved their fists and kicks on the court, and the referee called "the game begins." Lin Tao stepped forward regardless of his identity, and swung his right palm at Zhang Wa's neck. Zhang Wa took a step back to let the opponent's knife pass.
Lin Tao followed up with a forward kick with his left leg and a hook kick with his right leg. A series of movements came at Zhang Wa like a storm. Zhang Wa just raised his hands to quickly block and dodge nimbly with his feet.
Lin Tao's movements were extremely fast, without any pause between movements. Zhang Wa moved back and forth on the court. Seeing his opponent's attacks getting faster and faster, Zhang Wa took a deep breath. With luck on his arm, he cut sideways into Lin Tao's side.
, his right arm directly faced the right leg kicked by Lin Tao. With the sound of body contact, Zhang Wa turned around and ducked behind Lin Tao.
Lin Tao didn't expect that his opponent would dare to take a kick that could break a 30cm thick wooden stake. He was stunned for a moment before he could take follow-up protection. His opponent had already dodged behind him. He quickly turned around, turned his leg and turned back.
Kicked away. With a sound of wind, Zhang Wa suddenly jumped more than 2 meters from behind him and flew over his head. He kicked back with his right foot and kicked Lin Tao hard on the forehead. Lin Tao screamed and staggered towards him.
Then fell down.
Wan Lin was already standing three or four meters away, looking coldly at Lin Tao who fell to the ground. After a while, Lin Tao shook his head and climbed up from the ground. He fell to the ground again just halfway up. Lu Ji, the president of the Wushu Association, glanced at the fellow
Liu Haibo, Mu Hong's senior brother, was the referee. Liu Haibo nodded to Lu Ji. Lu Ji immediately stood up and announced, "In the first game, Zhang Wa wins."
Lu Zhongming and Wang Ming's father awkwardly walked to the stage and helped Lin Tao down. Rongrong and Lingling also ran to the stage and happily pulled Zhang Wa down.