When the two men, who were also panting, stood up again and faced each other with knives, their heartbeats must have been rapid!
They experienced the same moment of life and death, and they were both in the relaxation stage. The shock in their minds was still the same, and even the cold sweat on their heads was exactly the same.
This is a life-and-death fight, a life-and-death fight between masters. There is no back-and-forth of tricks or pretense. A shot will cost you your life, and you must use your full strength because you don’t know what the result will be if you retain your strength.
This amount of force will cost you your life.
Therefore, in the eyes of the Japanese officer, this fight was far less exciting than the one in the martial arts school. Dry and thrilling is the best way to describe this fight.
"Do you think he has other unique fighting skills?"
This is what Japanese people say when asked about a translator, and it sounds like an amateur.
"Tricks are different from a chef's skills. A famous chef may have two or three special dishes in his life, and a more powerful one may have four or five. But the masters in the world spend their whole lives practicing.
One move serves as a unique skill."
"It will take him a lifetime to feel the difference in power at each stage of the moves, and a lifetime to understand the benefits this move can bring to him when fighting others."
"Taijun, if a master attacks whoever he catches and shows off his special moves to whomever he sees, is he still a master? For such a master, there are very few opportunities to use special moves, and even fewer opportunities to understand them.
It’s not easy to use, and it’s a lifetime of hard work. Otherwise, why would there be so many disobedient and angry people in the world, who want to gesticulate with everyone they see?”
"Don't worry, that fake bandit has no other tricks up his sleeve."
The Japanese pointed at Xu Ruifeng again: "Then what is his trick?"
The translator's eyes darkened: "Taijun, at most I know how to read, not even how to practice. I don't know what tricks they have."
"However, I can see that the posture he uses is quite similar to Bagua, but I don't see the most basic 'mud step' in Bagua..."
The Japanese raised a finger and said: "I remember 'Walking in the Mud'. You told me about a celebrity from Shandong who promoted the Eight Diagrams in the Northeast. His name was Gong..."
"Kiyaboda."
Hearing these three words, Xu Ruifeng turned around instantly, his eyes full of anger!
At this moment, Lao Hu seized the opportunity, rushed over with a knife, and stabbed his shoulder and neck twice. Xu Ruifeng leaned back, and when he swayed back, he could feel the tip of the knife digging into his bones in his shoulder socket.
Lao Hu was also a ruthless person. The knife was not done even if it was pierced in. He raised the blade and slashed outwards. A piece of flesh and blood was immediately lifted from Lao Xu's shoulder. Fortunately, he was not right-handed, otherwise the knife in his hand would have been thrown to the ground.
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It hurts so much!
Swish.
It takes place in the blink of an eye, as fast as lightning.
The next second, Lao Hu held the knife again, risking his life to expand his advantage. He stabbed him once in the heart and twice in the abdomen, and the blade kept flashing.
This means he will risk his life because he knows when to risk his life.
After Lao Xu was distracted for a moment, he immediately readjusted himself and stretched out his right hand to pat Lao Hu's wrist. When the two met, the other party suddenly withdrew his wrist. If he was stunned and grabbed the other party, he would only hold it in his hand.
It could be a sharp edge, so Xu Ruifeng chose to give up; for the second knife, Lao Xu raised the dagger outward to hold the opponent's knife tip. When the knife tip collided with the knife tip, Xu Ruifeng raised it outward, and the opponent's knife edge immediately deflected.
out of the body; for the third knife, Lao Xu turned sideways to avoid it without even thinking.
Why turn sideways?
Because Bagua comes from the sword, and he is good at attacking sideways. When he turned his body sideways, he was standing next to Lao Hu. This was his world.
Xu Ruifeng fought back, stabbing out his shoulder, neck, and eyes with three knives from bottom to top. He was ruthless!
The opponent's three swords were aimed at his heart, liver, and kidneys respectively. Lao Xu was even more ruthless, and he struck at his arms, arteries, and his eyes. The moment the two of them fought, although it seemed that Lao Hu had taken advantage, he
But he knew in his heart that, in fact, it was him who was unsure.
After all, he doesn't have any special tricks in his hand, and Xu Ruifeng's special skills haven't been demonstrated yet.
puff!
A knife stabbed into Lao Hu's shoulder, who had no time to dodge. Xu Ruifeng wanted to grab him by the collar and grab him and his clothes together, then use a few knives to end the fight completely, but it was as if Lao Hu had just been caught out of the water.
The fish was oily all over, and it didn't resist even after being stabbed. At that second, only he knew the cold sweat on Lao Hu's body. In his eyes, Xu Ruifeng's protruding hand was like a devil's claw. If his life was held, he would be in danger.
It’s gone, can you not return it?
Even if he had to pull out the dagger stuck in his shoulder, he still had to retreat!
This directly caused Xu Ruifeng to miss the opportunity. At this time, the two men returned to facing each other again, with blood dripping from their shoulders.
As for the man surnamed Gong who distracted Lao Xu, he was a high mountain. Isn't there a saying in the world of martial arts? See the high mountain, see all living beings, and finally see yourself. It means that you have to see the stronger one to know why you lost.
, you have to be able to see the weaker ones to know why you won. When you finally look at yourself, you are already a master, and you don't care whether you win or lose.
And this person named Gong is the mountain in Xu Ruifeng's eyes. In addition to respect, he also has hatred for this mountain.
When it comes to gossip, there are two most famous ones in this land. One is the Han family, which is spreading in Tianjin, and the other is the Gong family, which is famous in the Northeast.
The Han family is Han Jinyong, who is from the same hometown as Huo Daxia, and is known as a master of both Xing, Yi and Bagua. The Gong family is Yin Fu, Dong Haichuan's disciple, and Gong Baotian is admitted to the family.
Xu Ruifeng's master, Golden Sword Protector Gu Xiong, has a very deep connection with this man named Han, but old Xu's master took away a lot of gossip, and only slightly understood the form and meaning; Gong Baotian, studied under the Dong family
The true biography of Bagua Youshen Baguazhang.
Even though they both practice Bagua, these two practices are completely different.
Later, the gangsters in Xu Ruifeng's family were wiped out by the Zhang family. Old Xu was obsessed with revenge. For the first two times, the old man named Gong was in the handsome man's house and was the handsome bodyguard!
With this obstacle, Xu Ruifeng could only think of all kinds of evil ways. Faced with this man named Gong, he was not sure of victory.
Otherwise, why would the fire in my heart arouse as soon as I hear this name?
Lao Xu stood in the courtyard, blood dripping from his shoulder along the hem of his clothes. A piece of flesh from his shoulder was just hanging on his body. The translator was stunned. He probably couldn't figure out how someone could be so seriously injured.
Still standing.
But Xu Ruifeng not only stood there, but also got really angry and cursed: "Looking for death!" It had been many years since anyone had beaten him so hard. Old Xu seemed to have lost face and became angry.
A person like him who has orthodox inheritance and has learned unique skills honed by generations of experience cannot be the same as those who have made a name for themselves in the world. This is why Tuo Longyi entered Bei Manchu and was so confident.
reason.
Xu Ruifeng stepped forward with his left hip, caught Lao Hu's eyes with his right hand, and turned around while his eyes were dazzling. There is a bright hall in Bagua, called flowers hidden under leaves, where fake tricks are
Above, the real guy is below. Lao Hu was not fooled. He glanced at the hand above. Isn't it just an empty hand? What else can he do? What's great is a mouth, and the most terrible thing is a knife!
The question is, can Lao Hu let the knife get close to him?
He raised his hand and it was a flat stab!
But when Xu Ruifeng started to move again, his body got lower and lower. He raised his right hand towards the hand that was stabbing him, and the flat stab slid past his shoulder. He rotated his body and pressed his back directly against Lao Hu's chest.
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At the same second, Lao Hu closed his eyes.
He knew that he was finished!
puff!
Xu Ruifeng thrust the knife into Lao Hu's lower abdomen, put the opponent's knife-wielding hand on his shoulder, and then used the knife-wielding hand to grab the opponent's shoulders and clothes. At this moment, the whole body suddenly lifted up, and Lao Hu suddenly flew into the air.
When he got up, the only point of focus on his whole body was right next to Xu Ruifeng. At that second - he took off his helmet from behind his head!
Snap!
Xu Ruifeng was so neat and tidy that Lao Hu threw the bag on his back and it was so fragile.
However, the real outcome of winning or losing has already appeared the moment Lao Xu reaches Lao Hu’s eyes with his hand. Unless you retreat, every next move you make will not be a judgment made by yourself, but a subconscious decision.
Behaviors that are stimulated by the other party in response to an emergency. For example, the moment Lao Hu Ping stabbed a flower under a leaf.
This is definitely no problem. What's the problem with not letting the other party get close?
But here's the problem. If you don't draw your knife, they won't be able to lift your arm. What if you draw your knife and pick it? Then you'll be even more fooled. The flower hidden under the leaf will reach your diagonal stab with a side step, here.
But the world is full of side attacks.
And Xu Ruifeng raised the opponent's arm and crawled under his armpit, which meant that Lao Hu had completely lost the chance to counterattack. It was equivalent to using a cannon to suffocate the palace line, and he was also preparing to send out a damn horse.
No matter how you go, you will lose.
The first move is gone!
Old Hu was thrown down and lay down, with a bayonet without a handle stuck in his abdomen. Generally, such a person would not be able to get up.
The Japanese clapped as if they had already seen the winner and loser, and even the translator felt that the winner was decided...
Only Xu Ruifeng stood still and did not move.
"You don't have a knife anymore?"
Lao Hu lay on the ground and vomited out a mouthful of blood. He supported the ground and stood up tremblingly.
Xu Ruifeng looked at him and said, "How about living a little longer?" He knew very well how serious his attack was. After suffering such an injury, he would be left alive at most. He really couldn't understand why the other party kept fighting despite being trapped.
"Do you know why I am the fourth cannon?"
Bloody foam flowed down the corner of Lao Hu's mouth: "Because I am more ruthless than others. Even if I die, I will have to bury you with me."
He raised his knife!
The knife, under the moonlight, blooms with a different luster than before...