Ye Qingyang had also just arrived at the hotel. Hearing from the hotel staff that a group of people were coming towards the woods, he used his magical talisman and chased them like a gust of wind.
At this time, facing several vicious gangsters, Ye Qingyang's face was as dark as water, and there was no wave in the ancient well.
He stood with his hands behind his back, standing in front of Shu Qing, like a god, majestic.
"How can China, the vast country of China, allow foreign barbarians like you to be so arrogant and domineering?"
Ye Qingyang shouted loudly, his voice deafening and his momentum like a rainbow.
Several Nantai people felt a dull pain in their eardrums, and were immediately frightened.
"Who are you?" the dark man asked.
"Break your throat!" Ye Qingyang shouted.
"Broken throat?"
The swarthy man and his accomplices looked at each other, no one had heard of such a strange name.
Ye Qingyang raised his eyebrows and smiled: "Didn't you just say that no one would come to save her even if she broke her throat? What a coincidence, I just broke my throat, and you called me here!"
"Forehead!"
The dark-skinned man was stunned for a moment, and then realized that the other party was obviously teasing him.
He suddenly became angry.
"There are really some people who are not afraid of death. Since you are here, I will send you to hell together!"
The dark-skinned man stared at Ye Qingyang fiercely, like a hungry wolf ready to attack at any time.
"Ye Qingyang, leave quickly!" Shu Qing shouted: "You are no match for them!"
She knew that there was no escape today, and Ye Qingyang was able to come to save her, which moved her very much. She didn't want to implicate Ye Qingyang anymore.
However, Ye Qingyang smiled calmly: "How do you know that I am not their opponent? Do you just look down on ancient boxing techniques so much?"
"Ancient boxing? Kung Fu? Humph, it's just a fancy fist and embroidered legs!"
When the swarthy man heard Ye Qingyang talking about ancient boxing techniques, he immediately smiled contemptuously.
When the other accomplices heard the swarthy man say the word "Kung Fu", they shook their heads and chuckled, their eyes full of contempt and amusement.
There was a skinny gangster who jumped up and down like a monkey: "Kung fu...hey ha...kung fu...hey ha hey ha...
"
The other accomplices were so amused by him that they leaned forward and laughed.
This group of people is nakedly insulting Kung Fu and trampling on the dignity of ancient boxing.
Shu Qing looked desperate, shook her head and sighed.
I shouldn't have talked about ancient boxing techniques, but before I died, I had to be laughed at by these foreigners in front of my ancestors.
I won’t be able to rest in peace for these people who were stabbed a thousand times, I’m so unwilling!
However, Ye Qingyang smiled coldly and said forcefully: "You barbarians are ignorant, I don't blame you! Today, grandpa will let you see what real Kung Fu is!"
After saying that, Ye Qingyang put one hand behind his back and the other hand, palm up, said to the swarthy man: "Black monkey, you come first!"
"Nima!"
The dark-skinned man was furious. Seeing Ye Qingyang actually provoking him in public, he looked ferocious and flew towards Ye Qingyang and kicked him fiercely.
This kicking move can be said to be a very cruel move in Muay Thai. If it is hit, the internal organs may be damaged and the ribs may be broken.
In severe cases, he may vomit blood and die.
However, Ye Qingyang refused to hide.
"Bang!"
There was a muffled sound of flesh and bone colliding, and Ye Qingyang was kicked firmly in the abdomen.
"ah!"
Shu Qing exclaimed, feeling cold in her heart.
I thought Ye Qingyang would bring a surprise, but in the end, he couldn't even dodge a move!
However, the next second, a shocking scene appeared.
But he saw Ye Qingyang motionless, as solid as a rock.
But the dark-skinned man was shaken two to three meters away and fell heavily to the ground.
"Ouch, ouch!"
The dark-skinned man was lying on the ground, rolling around in pain while holding his calf.
When everyone looked around, they saw that his calf was bent in a weird arc, and it was suddenly broken. The broken bones and flesh were clearly visible, and it was terrible to see.
"hiss--"
All the people in Nantai gasped.
The other party didn't even make a move, but just relying on his body, he was beaten to fractures.
This is too overbearing. What kind of kung fu is this?
"Officer Shu, look at it, this is the ancient boxing technique Zhan Rusong!" Ye Qingyang smiled calmly: "You can press me to the top of the mountain, I have the Qi Luck Dantian, this is the great method of Qigong!"
"ah!"
Shu Qing exclaimed, her beautiful eyes suddenly lit up with a gleam of light, and her originally gloomy look became extremely exciting for a moment.
"Is the ancient boxing technique really so powerful?"
Because she was so excited, Shu Qing's delicate body trembled slightly, and she stared at Ye Qingyang intently, with a look of disbelief on her face.
When the Nantai man named Chachai saw this scene, he put away his playful smile and said a few words of Nantai to his two men with a fierce look on his face.
Two of his men, one on the left and one on the right, rushed towards Ye Qingyang.
These two Nantai men seemed to have higher combat power than the dark-skinned man, because they were very powerful. One of them was the first to punch them, like a heavy hammer, as if it could blow someone's head off.
However, Ye Qingyang was as fast as a ghost. He dodged the man's punch, used the momentum to sweep his legs, blocked his waist and lifted the man upside down. He fell to the ground and vomited blood.
"It moves like the wind, this is Xingyiquan!" Ye Qingyang stood with his hands behind his back, as pale as a distant mountain.
"Wow!"
Shu Qing's blood surged instantly, and she screamed because she was so excited!
"This is so handsome!"
Defeat the enemy with one move, leaving the opponent unable to fight back.
Ancient boxing techniques can be so powerful!
This... completely subverted her understanding of ancient boxing techniques.
The next second, another Nantai man kicked Ye Qingyang with a high sweep, and was about to hit Ye Qingyang's temple.
However, Ye Qingyang unhurriedly reached out to take the man's foot, made a big loop, sent it to his side, and actually threw the man directly.
With a "pop" sound, the man rode hard on the tree trunk, and his crotch suffered tons of damage.
The egg is broken without leaving a trace!
"Ah - ah -"
Holding his crotch, he howled in pain like a slaughtered pig!
Ye Qingyang waved his hands lightly, stopped his movements, and said calmly: "Two instruments give rise to four images, and four images give rise to Bagua. Using softness to overcome hardness, this is Tai Chi!"
"Wow, that's great!"
Shu Qing could no longer control the admiration in her heart and instantly transformed into Ye Qingyang's little fangirl, squealing excitedly.
Let these short-sighted people look down on our ancient boxing skills. This time it will make you miserable. It's such a relief!
"Ye Qingyang, great, great!" Shu Qing gave a thumbs up.
"Hey, calm down! Calm down!" Ye Qingyang looked indifferent and said in a very pretentious manner: "In ancient boxing techniques, you must guard against arrogance and impetuosity in order to move forward!"
"Yes!" Shu Qing nodded like she was pounding garlic.
The ancient boxing technique is so awesome!
I will definitely give up Western free fighting and learn ancient boxing techniques in the future!
At this time, only Na Chachai was left, and he was also the strongest among the four.
When Cha guessed that Ye Qingyang easily defeated several other people, he couldn't help but panic and ran away.
"Want to run? Haha, it's not that easy!"
Ye Qingyang easily caught up with him, knocked him down with a punch from behind, then straddled him, and hit the back of his head with fists like raindrops.
"knock off!"
After beating the opponent to the point of dying, Ye Qingyang stood up and dusted himself off.
"I know the boxing technique you used this time!!" Shu Qing replied quickly: "Wing Chun, Ip Man, right?"
"Ahem, that's not right!" Ye Qingyang said.
"What's wrong?" Shu Qing asked very puzzled.
Ye Qingyang raised his eyebrows and smiled: "It's Wing Chun, Ye Qingyang!!"