Chapter 109 I don't know what it feels like

Wang Chan looked at it casually and vaguely felt that the girl's practice of the gossip knife was a little familiar and familiar.

After thinking about it for a moment, I remembered that it was a little similar to the gossip hobbing knife that Hongmen Tang Niu evolved from Liang's gossip palm, but the movements are much more exquisite and more suitable for girls to practice.

Before the girl took action, she always had to put the knife under her lower abdomen and put one hand on her waist. When she stabbed forward, she felt as if she was throwing something forward with all her strength, just like the practice of a hidden weapon "hand-throwing arrow" in the world.

And at this time, she opened her feet, twice as much as her shoulders, buckled her toes, bent her knees and sat on her crotch. She stood on a typical "high-level horse" shelf step. Her thumb was closed and hidden in her palm. As she exhaled, her shoulders drooped, her arms were slightly rotated, her elbows fell down, and her breath sank. The force rose from the ground. When she attacked, her whole body was extremely fast. After twisting and twisting, the arm was shaken, and then there was a crisp sound, and the palm knife broke through the air and tore the air.

It was as if she had held a large flying knife in the palm of her hand, with her waist and hips, shoulders and elbows like whips, and then the strength of her whole body was smoothly transmitted to the five fingers of her palms. With a swish, she shook her palm and split in the empty space in front of her. It was really like she had been stabbed by a sharp wrist knife.

Although this girl obviously has no practice, and her boxing [***] husband is not first-class, this kind of method of sitting on her wrist and shaking her hand and drawing a knife is a real secret skill of the sect. When hitting people, the force is completely condensed on the fingertips of the palm and the edge of the palm. If you practice it well, then this "palm knife" kung fu can really be used as a short knife. If you fight close to your body and poke it on your body, you can break your stomach and dig your heart and liver.

Ten perfect killing skills!

However, the palm knife practice along the way is not a secret biography of the Eight Diagrams, but a "bladder hand" in the famous "golden knife for palm" kung fu spread in the Shaolin Temple in Putian a hundred or two hundred years ago.

In those years, Nan Shaolin was burned and robbed by the army of the Qing Dynasty. Naturally, there were many secrets of scriptures in the Tibetan scriptures. Since the ancestor of the old man could secretly bring out a few scriptures in private, in the chaotic army, he must be greedy like him.

Shaolin Temple's "golden knife for palm" and the world-made iron sand palm, cinnabar palm and other palms have some similarities. After refining, the palm is like a sharp blade, hurting people like a knife and axe, which is very powerful. However, this kung fu is not a simple way to practice the palm. In addition, there are also important kung fu that specializes in practicing hands, eyes, body and steps. The strong road is masculine and feminine, and it is also very complicated to practice. One of the steps is to "hang the knife through the body".

108 steel knives are hanging in front of them. People have to swing the blade in turn and practice boxing. They have to go inside and outside the body. The knife light is continuous, and people can still walk dangerously. The knife does not touch the body, and the hair is not hurt at all, so that they can be able to pass. Therefore, this way of changing the golden knife is also known as the most difficult and dangerous skill in Shaolin Temple.

Wang Chan himself has not practiced this skill, but the old man has a rich collection of books, among which there are special descriptions. Although the words are unknown and there is no detailed practice, what kind of person Wang Chan is now. The boxing martial arts are almost successful. Looking at the girl practicing martial arts, I just felt a little familiar, and the next moment I found the answer in my heart. The case was recognized.

It's a pity that the girl's practice of "golden knife for palm" is not complete. She only got the "knife hand" all the way by her ingenuity, mixed into the gossip palm, and the practice is far from the heat. In Wang Chan's eyes, she can't even count as "skin".

However, in modern times, people are impetuous. It is not easy for a girl in her teens and twenties to brake her heart, practice boxing and martial arts, and practice the palm knife of the gossip palm to this extent.

Although her kung fu and knife technique are far less fierce than that of Tang Niu, her movements are exquisite and very fast. She already have a little appearance and weather. If she can really spend more than ten years of hard cultivation, she will be much more powerful, so Wang Chan didn't stop after a few glances.

I only looked around the beacon for a week and looked at the place where I had been working hard for more than a month. Then I smiled and turned my head and left.

In the martial arts in the world, it has always been regarded as a taboo to peek at people behind their backs to practice boxing. Even before, Wang Chan fought with Yue Po's master and apprentice. Finally, Song Jie's right hand to practice sword was abolished and pinched the five fingers of the metacarpal bone into a pile of rotten meat. More than ten years of kung fu was in vain.

Now that it's his turn, Wang Chan will certainly not lose his value and keep watching behind his back.

Moreover, Wang Chan is not interested to look down at it at this moment. He is originally a martial arts master figure with great boxing. His eyes are like electricity, and he can see people practicing martial arts. It is clear at a glance that unless he is at the level of Yue Poru and Ye Tianshi, he can also absorb some unique things from it and gain something. Otherwise, even if he practiced a thousand times in front of him, he would feel as if he were drinking boiled water.

Although this girl who practiced the knife has already got the true biography of the gossip palm, and practiced the sharp hand in the palm of the Shaolin golden knife, which made him feel a little surprised, but at a glance, it was not enough to make Wang Chan moved. He paid attention to it, of course, he disdained to peek.

On a trip to the capital, although there were many thrills, Wang Chan also gained a lot in the end. He got the second half of the method of horizontal kung fu, clearly knew the way of soldiers who had been lost for hundreds of years, and practiced the secret of seven killing blood knife. Since then, the world has been great to go, and he will no longer be affected by any fetters.

This also strengthens the mind and pursues a higher level beyond boxing!!

"There is no armor in the mountain, and I have passed so many times inadvertent. The capital is always a place to stay for a long time. Let's go back to my Hutouling! I don't have time to waste any more..."

Wang Chan walked down the beacon and walked all the way north. The sun fell on the edge of the sky. The red glow was like fire, and the mountains were red, and the forests were stained. At the foot of the Great Wall, the smoke was curling. The students' camp not far away had lit up a light. The laughing and funny voice was sent to the ears along the mountain wind, but it became more and more quiet. The machine is unlimited.

As soon as he went three or five miles away, Wang Chan was about to work harder and hurry up.

At this time, three or four figures suddenly emerged from a beacon in front of them. They were tall and healthy and walked like the wind. In a blink of an eye, they were not far away. "Strange, the sun is setting. Why do people still come to climb the Great Wall?" Wang Chan was stunned and stared at it.

But I only saw that these people were very tall. The first one was a young man in his early twenties, wearing a light gray suit, his hair was meticulously combed, and his roots were behind his head. His facial features were quite handsome, his skin was fair, and his whole body was very clean and spotless. Some creamy taste. It tastes fresh.

Behind this young man and on the left and right sides, they are also following a big man who is at least 1.8 meters tall, wearing a uniform black suit, shiny bald head, and the muscles on his body make the clothes outside tightly. The speed under the feet is very fast. Obviously, he is also a personal bodyguard.

It's just a short face-to-face kung fu, and the three big men surrounded the young man in the middle and passed by Wang Chan with a blank face. And the young man may still have a little cleanliness. Facing the Great Wall, naked, unkempt, like the sharp brother circulating on the Internet, beggar Wang Zen, the disgust in his eyes at that moment could not be concealed.

At this time, he still had a toothpick in his mouth, and his gloomy face seemed to be able to drip water down. The moment he passed by, he spit the toothpick on the ground fiercely and muttered in his mouth, as if he was cursing something.

However, these four people obviously only regarded Wang Chan as homeless and wandering people. They passed by and didn't even bother to look at them carefully. From beginning to end, they raised their chins high, just like a proud little rooster.

"Is it me?"

Wang Chan's ears trembled, and he clearly heard the sound from the young man's mouth. He suddenly stopped, stood still, frowned, and looked at several people who were far away, with a thoughtful face.

Although he speaks Chinese and Chinese, he can't speak any other languages at all, but he has never eaten pork and has seen pigs run. As soon as his voice enters his ears, he immediately judged that these people are speaking.

"What are they doing here? Is it for the students in front of you?

Although he has not personally experienced the past war years, Wang Chan is a man who lived in the past. Everything about him comes from the old man Wang Daliangzi, and also inherits the bad perception of himself in the old man's heart. Although the war is already over, the "hate" in the hearts of generations is not so easy to let go.

National hatred has nothing to do with politics!

This is only the most direct and natural reaction in Wang Chan's heart!

Then, Wang Chan narrowed his eyes, turned around, and followed the direction of the four people.

Sure enough, before they got close, not long after, there was a noise in the student camp under the Great Wall.

Condescending, he looked down. Through layers of fire and lights, Wang Chan saw that the four people had gone down the Great Wall and came to the front of the students' camp. The young man shouted something loudly. Then a tall bodyguard beside him suddenly took action and grabbed a student's chest on the edge of the camp. Clothes. .

"Who are you?"

"Hurry up and let go!"

The sudden change suddenly disturbed the calm of the whole camp. At the moment, a group of college students emerged from dozens of tents, shouted loudly, and surrounded them in all directions.

"I have never had a fight with myself. I don't know if the feeling of the knife cutting off the heads of the devils is really as happy as what the old man said."

Wang Chan quickly came down from a collapsed wild Great Wall. While the students in the camp were in a mess, the guys gathered around. People also quietly stood not far away, waiting for the development of things.

(to be continued)