Chapter 282 No fight, just one

"Master, do you also know Bajiquan?"

After hearing Ye Tian's words, Zhou Xiaotian's eyes lit up. He was fed by his father until he was eight years old, but after his father's death, he practiced alone and never played with others again. Many people's acquaintances around him didn't even know that he could do martial arts... However, a birch forest not far He ruined a big tree up to his waist. I don't know how much he has destroyed it. This "hold-to-body" kung fu is practiced in this way.

Ye Tian nodded and said, "I used to visit a famous Bajiquanist in Cangzhou with your master. He was born in practicing foreign boxing, but after practicing foreign boxing to the extreme, he actually had a dark energy. I was not his opponent in those years.

By the way, if you meet someone who practices kung fu to the dark in the future, you can hide as far as you can. Don't do it with the other party..."

The most obvious feature of dark power is the bulging of the temple. Most of these people are good at nourishing qi.

When people are active, every action must generate energy heat, which contains vitality.

People's pores are blocked, sweat can't flow out, the heat can't be volatilized, and the body blood energy will be transformed into this calorie energy and sweat are released through the pores. This is the reason for practicing qi, that is, dark energy.

Whether you can hold this anger or not is the standard of dark energy. Although Zhou Xiaotian is both internal and external, if he meets a dark power master, he is far from his opponent.

The person Ye Tian and Lao Dao visited was a junior of Li Shanyuan from his early years to his friendship. At that time, Li Shanyuan asked the man to fight with Ye Tian, just to exercise Ye Tian's actual combat ability, but Ye Tian was only thirteen years old at that time and was not the opponent of that person at all.

But from this, Ye Tian has a deep understanding of Bajiquan, and he took a look at Zhou Xiaotian's posture. I know that he has a solid foundation.

If there is no such person in this martial arts school who practices foreign boxing to the extreme or internal boxing to the dark, Zhou Xiaotian alone can sweep the martial arts school.

Zhou Xiaotian had seen Ye Tian's means with his own eyes. He was convinced of this young master. After hearing Ye Tian's words, he nodded seriously and said, "Yes, Master, I know!"

Standing at the door of other people's martial arts school, Ye Tian taught his apprentice a lesson. I didn't pay attention to the four or five men who rushed out of the door at all, which also made those who figured out what had happened angry in their eyes.

A strong man in his thirties said in a bad tone, "Kid, did you smash the scene?"

"What do you think?"

Although Zhou Xiaotian didn't have much experience in actual combat, he just put down two, and Ye Tian was pressing the array next to him. His spirit was not ordinary, and he had the feeling that Chen Zhen was angry and broke into the Japanese Taoist temple.

"Shaotian, we are here to learn from each other. Don't talk nonsense!"

Before Zhou Xiaotian's words fell, he was interrupted by Ye Tian. He took out a post from his hand. Ye Tian said, "I've heard that Qiu Ba is a generation of gossip masters in the capital. Ye brought his apprentices to learn one or two. Ladies and gentlemen, is it possible that's how Ande Hall treats guests?"

Jianghu naturally has the rules of Jianghu. Although they are here to make trouble, the scene still needs to go. Ye Tian wrote a greeting post yesterday, but now he took it out.

"Damn it, smashing the scene is smashing the scene. Why are you so nice?"

Few martial arts practitioners have a good temper. The person who follows the strong man rolled up his sleeves and wanted to do it. The other people also rubbed their hands and shouted that they were about to rush forward.

"Four, don't worry, go, call the master!"

The older strong man stopped him. He had been following Qiu Wendong for some years. When he saw Ye Tian, he took out a worship post and knew that the other party was from the world. If you rush up on your side, it's really bad rules.

After stopping the crowd, the strong man took a look at the post, arched his hand at Ye Tianyi, and said, "Please, both of you. My master is not here, but he can come back in half an hour at most. Can we ask for advice first?

Although the strong man was very polite and impeccable in etiquette, the anger in his heart also went straight to his forehead.

Although the Ande Martial Arts Museum has only been open for two years, it has a very good relationship with people in the martial arts community in Beijing. In addition, Qiu Wendong has many friends from all over the world. This is the first time I have encountered this door-to-door kicking.

Ye Tian looked at the man's hands and said casually, "Are you the iron sand palm you learned first with the art pitcher, and then the gossip palm? From the outside and from the inside, it has also practiced a little heat.

Ye Tian can see that this man's hands are thick, like the old bark of a dead tree, faintly showing a stream of black, which is the appearance of the iron sand palm after a little heat.

Iron sand palm, also known as black sand hand, is a hard skill and strong, which belongs to the strength of masculinity. When practicing, you need to use iron sand and medicinal materials as auxiliary materials for practice. After practicing for a long time, it has the ability to open bricks and crack stones.

Ye Tian also wanted to remind Zhou Xiaotian that after all, he did not have much experience with the enemy. If he was really hit on the body by this strong man, not to mention the broken tendons, a mouthful of blood could not run away.

"Both of you, please!"

After hearing Ye Tian's words, the strong man narrowed his eyes and arched his hand again. His attitude was much more respectful than before. The person who could see his kung fu at a glance was definitely not a vain person.

This man's name is Wu Chen. He is thirty-five years old. He is from Cangzhou, Hebei Province, the hometown of martial arts. He has learned iron sand palm kung fu from people since he was a child. However, due to his family situation, he did not have enough medicine to practice, so he almost abolished his hands.

Later, by chance, Wu Chen met Qiu Wendong. Qiu Wendong saw that he was a good boy for practicing martial arts, so he put him by his side. After five or six years of conditioning, his hands slowly recovered.

And Wu Chen is also the eldest brother of this martial arts school. Usually, when Qiu Wendong is away, he takes care of the martial arts school, and it is neither humble nor arrogant to receive Ye Tian.

"Hey, this place is good!"

After entering the martial arts school, Ye Tian's eyes lit up. This place was rebuilt by a quadrangle courtyard. The other party knocked down the hanging flower gate between the front yard and the middle yard, forming a wide yard.

The ground in the middle of the yard is paved with bluestone bricks. Because some people have been practicing martial arts on it for a long time, many bricks are broken, which seems to be a little uneven.

On both sides of the yard, there are two rows of weapon racks, on which are hung with spring and autumn knives, war body guns, serial swords, serial pure Yang swords, serial dragon sticks, five elements sticks, Kunlun shovels, gossip knives, etc.

In the corner of the yard, there is also a gossip pile, which is used for practicing footwork.

The gossip palm is to walk first. When a good hand does boxing, it is like a wandering dragon, as fast as the wind, looking forward to the front, and suddenly in the back, which often makes the opponent feel dizzy, so it has extremely high requirements for footwork.

Looking at these guys, Ye Tian nodded. It seems that this martial arts school has a little foundation. At least there are people with inheritance to teach art, and ordinary people can't play so many ways.

"Both of you, please have tea!"

Wu Chen did not underestimate them because they were young. After letting Ye Tian and the other two go to the yard, he asked someone to bring tea and said, "I have been with Qiu Shi for six years. Can you teach them first?"

Wu Chen has been immersed in the iron sand palm for nearly 20 years. Although he has changed the gossip palm, the palm of the iron sand palm is still there, and he is at the peak of his physical strength. Although Ye Tian is good-sighted, he is not afraid in his heart.

Ye Tian looked at Zhou Xiaotian and whispered, "Shaotian, give full play to your strengths and attack his weaknesses!"

Baguazhang pays attention to the body's method. It takes walking first. The requirement is like a flag, the air is like a cloud, and the rolling drill is wrapped up. It will not fight with people at all. It can be regarded as the nemesis of the short boxing, so Ye Tian reminded Zhou Xiaotian.

"Yes, Master!"

Zhou Xiaotian had been eager to try there for a long time. After agreeing, he went to the middle of the yard, arched his hand to Wu Chen, then opened his feet back and forth, one hand to Wu Chen, and the other hand was in his arms and put out an eight-pole frame.

"Kid, be careful!"

Others came to the door and smashed the field, but Wu Chen was no longer polite. He stepped on the footwork and turned around Zhou Xiaotian. Since he was the descendant of Qiu Wendong, it was naturally not easy to use the iron sand palm to fight against the enemy at the beginning.

After practicing the gossip pile for several years, although Wu Chen's footwork has not reached the point of "walking like a dragon, moving like a monkey, and changing momentum like an eagle", the rotation is also extremely fast. When Zhou Xiaotian reveals a flaw, he will rub himself up and knock it down.

However, he was not good at footwork in Bajiquan. After listening to Ye Tian's words, Zhou Xiaotian stood there and hugged Yuan Shouyi. The soles of his feet were not messy. The left hand stretched out in front of him always faced Wu Chen's body, waiting for the other party to attack.

After a few laps around Zhou Xiaotian, Wu Chen finally couldn't help it. The soles of his feet slipped like lightning to Zhou Xiaotian, and hit the rib raised by Zhou Xiaotian's left hand with one palm.

In order to show the color of these two years, Wu Chen's palm used his whole body. He believed that even if Zhou Xiaotian sank his left arm to block, he could break his arm and fall down on the spot.

After seeing Wu Chen's movements, the disciples of the martial arts school who were watching around were already boiling with blood, so they only waited for Zhou Xiaotian to make it out loudly after the end.

However, at the moment of Wu Chen's palm and body, Zhou Xiaotian's body suddenly turned one side, and his whole body seemed to be a little shorter. Then he stamped his forefoot on the ground. Before Wu Chen changed his move, his left shoulder hit Wu Chen's arms fiercely.

Although Zhou Xiaotian's movements were simple and unpretentious, the force just now was so strong that he had the momentum of "shaking his arm and hitting the sky, stamped his foot to shake Kyushu". With a shout in Zhou Xiaotian's mouth, Wu Chen's body flew back without any suspense.

If you don't fight, it's just that the "mountainkao" has been played vividly by Zhou Xiaotian... The third update, I'm not in good health, and it's very difficult to write. Ask for a monthly ticket recommendation ticket, um, and free evaluation tickets. Let's vote for

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