Chapter 17 Compe with Teacher Wu

Stretch your left hand forward and take a small step back with your right leg. Teacher Wu put on a standard Taiji fighting move.

"Come on, give me a hand!" Teacher Wu raised his arm and said to Qi Yue.

Whenever a senior Tai Chi practitioner encounters someone questioning their kung fu, they will first put on a shape and then let the other party push themselves. Using the other party's power to push themselves, Taiji practitioners used their strength to put those who dared to question them to the ground. Usually after a few rounds, the questioner will be convinced.

There is no doubt that Mr. Wu also wants to let Qi Yue know the power of Taijiquan in this way.

Qi Yue is very strange to this way of "taching" master martial arts. In his mind, since two masters are fighting martial arts, it should be a real battle. As the saying goes, "real kung fu on the battlefield" can only be separated by practicing in actual combat.

But since Mr. Wu asked Qi Yue to push him, it's not good for Qi Yue not to push him. So Qi Yue took a step forward, stretched out his right hand and grabbed Mr. Wu's arm stretched out in front of his chest. When he was about to push Mr. Wu again, he suddenly saw that Mr. Wu was slightly on one side and used his lower disk to support Qi Yue's knee. Then Mr. Wu pulled back the arm that had been caught by Qi Yue, trying to take the opportunity to throw Qi Yue away.

Qi Yue didn't expect that Mr. Wu asked Qi Yue to push himself, and there were so many movements on his hands and feet. Fortunately, Qi Yue has been on the battlefield for a long time and can immediately see the instantaneous changes in the battle. So Qi Yue immediately stepped forward with his right foot and stabilized himself. Then he let go of Mr. Wu's hand and push it to Mr. Wu's chest.

This move changed as fast as lightning, and Mr. Wu couldn't react at all. As soon as Qi Yue's right hand arrived, Mr. Wu staggered several times and retreated more than a dozen steps back.

At this time, Qi Yue is still 18,000 miles away from his strongest strength. The body has not fully recovered secondly. The most important thing is that the soul attached to this body is already scarred. You should know that the soul of Xiang Yu, the king of Chu, has suffered great destruction in the reincarnation well, and his soul almost disappeared. Now the remaining soul body has less than one ten thousandth of the original power!

If you are physically injured, you can also quickly repair it through advanced medical resources in modern society. But if the soul is injured, it can only be slowly repaired by the essence supplied by Qiyue's own body. Although the "Heaven and Earth Nine Transfer Great * Method" he learned from Fan Zeng in his previous life can accelerate the recovery of the soul body, its repair speed is still very slow.

But Xiang Yu, who is less than one in 10,000, is enough to give Mr. Wu a headache!

Mr. Wu tried his best to stand firm and came back step by step. In front of the whole class, Mr. Wu was staggered several times by a hairy boy, which made Mr. Wu feel very faceless. And if this matter spreads, it will really damage his reputation as the champion of the World Martial Arts Competition. In this case, he can only save his face if he pulls back another city and makes Qi more embarrassed.

So, Mr. Wu smiled at Qiyue and said, "Young people, there is a future!" I didn't expect to see you for a while, and your martial arts have been much better..."

Teacher Wu's smile not only covered up the surprise and embarrassment just now, but also gave people a very generous feeling. It's really killing two birds with one stone.

Qi Yue looked at Mr. Wu and said, "That round just now doesn't count! Mr. Wu only defended but did not attack, and did not show all his strength to compete, which is really unfair!"

Qi Yue is a man who advocates force and strength. After the competition with others, if the opponent has reservations, even if he finally has the upper hand, he doesn't feel anything worthy of glory. On the contrary, he believes that the opponent despises himself.

"Do you really want to be fair?" Mr. Wu was worried that he couldn't find an excuse to save his face. After listening to Qi Yue's words, of course, he had to "kick his nose and face".

"Of course!" Qi Yue said coldly, "The comparison between men should be fair!" If the opponent intends to give in, it doesn't matter if such a competition!"

Mr. Wu smiled proudly and said, "Okay! Since Qi Yue sincerely asks me for advice, of course, as a teacher, I have to teach him! However, the fist and foot test is not a dance. If you can't stand it later, don't hold on. Mr. Wu doesn't want to hurt you..."

"It doesn't matter!" Qi Yue said, "If we have agreed to have a fair test, we should do our best and can't have any scruples. Otherwise, it's not interesting to shrink your hands and feet because you don't want to hurt me!"

"Okay, happy! Then you're welcome!"

Half of Mr. Wu's last sentence is still in his throat, and his fists have frequently attacked Qi Yue's chest. This time, Mr. Wu did not use the Taijiquan to attack instead of defense, but the fierce and aggressive mantis fist.

The posture is gorgeous and elegant, fierce and fast. Mr. Wu is really a martial arts master!

However, no matter how beautiful Mr. Wu's moves are, and no matter how enthusiastic the shouts of the students off the scene are, Qi Yue looked forward calmly. It was not until Mr. Wu's fists attacked him that Qi Yue raised his right hand and punched Mr. Wu's fist.

Simple and straightforward, without any fancy. Qi Yue's punch was punched out rudely and domineeringly!

"Ping!"

On the one hand, there is a well-known martial arts teacher, and on the other hand, there is an emerging junior. The two fists were connected, causing dozens of students to open their mouths and stare over.

"Bang!"

Suddenly, Mr. Wu's body glided back ten meters like a thrown shot put, and then fell heavily to the ground!

"Oh!" Mr. Wu screamed and couldn't get up on the ground.

The students in the martial arts class were scared and rushed up. Niu Du, Zhong Ma, Tang Zhu and Fu Lei in dormitory 308 are at the front - after all, Mr. Wu was beaten out by Qi Yue this time. As Qi Yue's roommates, they don't want anything to happen to Mr. Wu.

"Wu...Mr. Wu, are you all right?" Fu Lei was small and squeezed to the front from the seams.

Mr. Wu turned slightly, then pointed to his back and said with a painful face, "The spine... the spine may be broken..."

"Is the spine broken? ..." A group of people asked in unison.

You know, spinal rupture is not an ordinary minor injury, which is likely to cause lifelong paralysis! If so, this is undoubtedly an unacceptable blow to a middle-aged man under 40 years old!

"Mr. Wu... Mr. Wu, please bear with it first. I will carry you to the school hospital immediately..." Niu Du squatted down, copied his muscular arm behind Mr. Wu's back, held Mr. Wu's body and threw it to his broad back.

"Don't...don't!" Teacher Wu complained repeatedly, quickly stretched out his hand to stop Niu Du, and said, "It hurts, it hurts..."

Niu Du was so scared that he immediately panicked when he heard Mr. Wu's painful cry. He let go of his hand, and Mr. Wu fell to the ground again.

"Ah..." This time, Mr. Wu's cry was simply terrible...