An old man burst into tears. Moreover, his movements had a sharp cock-like feeling... Zhang Wufeng's face suddenly flashed with a strange look, and then he felt a tightness in his anus.
Zhang Wufeng felt slightly ashamed at the two men and women who rushed towards him as if they were on stimulants.
They probably knew that Zhang Wufeng was coming, so the young man and woman had a look of fanaticism in their eyes. Their mentality of defeating the legendary genius monster and becoming the boss was completely revealed.
This look is so familiar. Zhang Wufeng once had such a look. This look contained enthusiasm and yearning for martial arts, and also contained a kind of enthusiasm to defeat the strong and replace him.
Zhang Wufeng was so observant that he even saw what the purple-clothed beauty thought, "Let you know how powerful this beauty is, and I guess you are just wasting your reputation."
Zhang Wufeng was a little embarrassed, but he was a little merciful to these two "angry youths" and ordinary boys and girls.
The future junior brothers and sisters, of course, have to take good care of them. Otherwise, it would be bad if they were tortured so badly that they would have nothing to play with.
Zhang Wufeng smiled coquettishly and did not refuse the attacks from the two men.
The two of them moved in unison, as if they were furious, as smooth and fast as a chicken pecking at rice, and when they swooped over, they were equally quick and powerful. Although their movements were the same, their points were Zhang Wufeng's head and chest respectively, and almost at the same time, Zhang Wufeng
His body dodged. At the same time as he avoided it, his right hand grasped the purple-clothed girl's arm on the left like lightning. At the same time, he pulled her in front of him and blocked the other person's chest attack.
The young man punched down, almost hitting the girl's chest, but when he pulled back violently, Zhang Wufeng kicked him in the lower abdomen, causing him to roll and fall to the ground, screaming in pain.
As for the girl in purple, Zhang Wufeng grabbed her arm and pushed her out. She stumbled a few times before she stood up awkwardly.
The outcome of this competition was almost instantaneous. The boy who fell on the ground secretly glanced at the girl on the other side, then closed his eyes and continued to cry out in pain.
As for the girl in purple, her face was red with embarrassment, and she was huffing and puffing like a child who had not grown up.
"Tsk, tsk, you two pig heads are really useful. You two can't hit a single move. No wonder Old Shen didn't teach you the dragon shape and the snake shape. With your abilities, I'm afraid you won't be able to master the dragon shape twice.
You will have to cut off your descendants!" The old man said with a look of contempt, and then he stared at Zhang Wufeng carelessly, with an expression on his face that said, "I want to torture you."
"Grandpa, you are He Zuxuan He who is proficient in the chicken shape, right? I am"
Before Zhang Wufeng could finish saying his name, the old man suddenly shouted: "You brat, where did you get all this nonsense? Let's fight first!" He was about to take action.
Zhang Wufeng chuckled and did not hold back at the moment. His speed suddenly exploded and he took action at the moment when the opponent was about to take action.
While a progressive punch with strong wind forced He Zuxuan away, Zhang Wufeng ignored the opponent's attack and directly turned his hand to intervene and hit the crotch with his knee.
This move came from a combination of moves that Suru thought about deeply. Zhang Wufeng suddenly struck out at this moment. Even the strong He Zuxuan was caught off guard and his expression suddenly changed.
"Damn it, I don't want to play anymore! Old Shen, you are an old bastard. It's really unlucky for you to train a disciple who does the same frustrating thing of picking buttholes like you!" After jumping away, He Zuxuan's old face seemed to be wiped clean.
Rouge turned red, he wiped his forehead casually, and said with a curse: Boy, you passed the test. I know you called Zhang Wufeng, and you can call me Da** or Master in the future. Also, you are the same as the two of them every day.
, I have one and a half hours of class time every day, you can go visit your other teachers.
"Thank you, Master!" Zhang Wufeng bowed and saluted. Although He Zuxuan agreed to become his disciple on the surface, this was just a superficial recognition. This was different from the real recognition. Can he truly convey the true meaning of the project?
Kung Fu depends on whether the other party sincerely accepts him as his apprentice.
"Don't be polite anymore. You went to Bajimen today. How did things go?"
He Zuxuan was more serious at this moment, and when he said this, the man and woman beside him also hurriedly came to his side, no longer daring to show off their carelessness.
From this point, Zhang Wufeng also felt that he was a loner in words and deeds, and such a person was very emotional, sometimes crazy and sometimes serious.
Such people are the most difficult to deal with, because in the eyes of ordinary people, such people are crazy.
"Well, today Grandpa Sun and Grandpa Sun and I went to the Bajimen together. There was no conflict, and the battle was scheduled for half a year." Zhang Wufeng said thoughtfully.
"If that's the case, then you go to Old Shentou now. He is in the martial arts field below. There are a few other old guys and a few disciples there, Master Ding of the Baji Sect and Taoist Qingshan of Wudang.
Here you go. Go and have a look."
He Zuxuan nodded slightly and said with a smile.
"Okay, master." Zhang Wufeng nodded, then clasped his fists, turned and walked towards the martial arts field below.
After Zhang Wufeng left, He Zuxuan looked at Zhang Wufeng's retreating back and sank slightly."
At this time, the man and woman respectfully called "Master".
"Zi Yi, Chen Chen, are you curious? Lao Shen asked me to stop this kid, why did I let him go down?" He Zuxuan asked with a smile.
"Master, this disciple is stupid and doesn't understand!" Chen Chen said with some shame.
"You idiot, you still don't understand. Master wants that boy to come to our sect because he was bullied, so that he can feel a sense of belonging!" Qin Ziyi said with contempt on her face.
"Oh, junior sister, what you are saying is that it is like this, the master is really smart!" Chen Chen suddenly understood and nodded, and said with great approval. The fist hit his chest just now, so junior sister probably has a grudge, so Chen Chen is extremely honest at this moment.
"You believe her nonsense, you don't know how to use your brain! Since there is no way to avoid it, there is no need to avoid it! Originally, Wudang didn't want to get involved, but since he did, let him see for himself.
Wudang Taoist, so arrogant and prejudiced
He Zuxuan said in a deep voice.
"Master, why did Wudang get involved? Aren't Wudang and Baji Sect two different sects?" Qin Ziyi asked indifferently.
At this time, Chen Chen also became curious.
"Well. I'm in a good mood now, so I'll tell you what I know. You also know that Bajiquan and Bajiquan were taught by Wu Zhong. In fact, Bajiquan and Bajiqiang were not
Both are acquired from the same door, but the former acquires it later than the latter.
You can learn spear from your teacher, and learn Bajiquan from your friends. They will be discussed in detail below.
Wu Zhongzhi's big gun is called "** Gun". It was created by Qi Jiguang, the national hero of the late Ming Dynasty who was fighting against the rheumatoid arthritis. The so-called gun is actually the combination of the six surnames of Yang, Liu, Gao, Luo, Ma and Jiang. Qi Jitou gathered various families.
The strengths and essence of all the schools were combined into one, so it was called "**Qiang". This was the beginning of *** and was passed down later.
Wu Zhong, courtesy name Hongsheng, was born in Wulin County, Shandong Province, in the 51st year of Kangxi, which was the year of Kou Kou. He liked martial arts by nature. He first worshiped Ma Shengbiao as his teacher and practiced martial arts for many years. The teacher was ill and said to him, "You
If he wanted to further his studies, he had to go to Suoluo to let his master pass away, so Wu Zhong rushed to Suoluo Mountain and joined Lai Kuiyuan's family. Zhong went to the mountains to practice spear for six years, and when he was about to become a master, Lai said to him, "I'll let you go to the north of the Yellow River.
The south of the Yellow River belongs to the Xia family. Remember! When Zhong asked him why, he found out that the marksmanship he learned was the first half, and the second half had been passed down to the Xia family in Henan. After Wu Zhong came down from the mountain, he traveled north and south, looking for teachers and friends. They competed with each other and found nothing.
Those who can defeat him. Later, Wu Zhong visited Xia surname in Henan, which allowed the gun to be combined into one. At that time, there was a saying that "from Nanjing to Beijing, Wu Zhong was the most powerful gun." It can be seen from the above that the gun was created by the Qi family.
According to the legend, Wu Zhong is already the seventh generation disciple.
After Wu Zhong became famous, he settled in Xianshuigu in the south of Tianjin and set up a church. He set up a flag in front of the door and wrote "The best shot in the world". At that time, famous people often visited him. One day, a man named Liu Sanlai came and competed with Wu with his bare hands.
, Although Wu was armed with a gun, it was not easy to win. Wu Zhong was amazed and praised him as "good boxing" and asked what boxing he was in, and the answer was "Baji". When asked where he came from, he said "Wudang". The two admired each other's skills and became brothers.
, teach and learn from each other. This is the source of Wu Zhong’s Baji.
From this we can also learn that Baji Quan came from Wu Bai
It can also be concluded from this that the Bajiquan that has been circulated throughout history belongs to Shaolin, and it is not advisable to say that "Shaolin opens the door to Bajiquan."
On the cover of the Bajimen Bajiquan manual, there are also four eye-catching characters - "Wudang Gaozhao". Therefore, it should be said that Bajiquan belongs to the Wudang sect and is an internal boxing.
Since Baji Quan belongs to Wudang, it is certain that Wudang and Baji Sect are related. Now there are people from Wudang, and Master Wen Chan from Shaolin came to persuade him the day before yesterday. From this, it can be seen that this battle is inevitable.
If you lose, Xingyimen will definitely decline; if you win, Xingyimen may not be able to survive, because once you win, Wudang will definitely make an excuse to take action.
Therefore, I ask you to practice kung fu hard. When the time comes, the second generation will still rely on you to support the appearance. It is an indisputable fact that the second generation of the Xingyi Sect, Wei Ling, you must work hard!"
He Zuxuan pondered, his voice a little vicissitudes of life.
But after saying this, his face smiled playfully again, and then returned to his cheerful look.
"Master, we will definitely defeat that stinky Taoist priest from Wudang if we work hard!" Qin Ziyi said through gritted teeth.
"I believe that Brother Zhang will definitely kill them all and leave no trace behind! Look how brave and invincible Brother Zhang is!" Chen Chen dreamed longingly.
"You pig head, you think you are the master of extinction. If you don't leave any traces, go ahead! Practice hard, I will practice the role of eagle and bear with you later! Yes, you are made to play the role of a bear
, no need to put on makeup!”
Qin Ziyi said coquettishly.
Chen Chen suddenly had a grimace on his face when he heard this.
"Bajimen has always had a good relationship with Shaolin and Wudang. Shaolin does not dare to stand up for justice. We, Wudang, naturally have to do this! There is no rule without rules. Wulin has its own rules. Although martial arts people are outside the law, they are free from chaos.
Killing innocent people will also be punished by martial arts people!
Zhang Wufeng is a disciple of the Eight Elders of Xingyi, but it is said that he has not become a disciple yet, right?
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