Chapter 298 Wu Family has a son
The second palm of the incoming man is not strong at all, but the speed has suddenly increased several times.
Ren Jingcheng's reaction was also extremely fast. The Shen family quickly punched, blocked the top and bottom, and abruptly held a pair of flesh palms of the other party, and then looked up at the attacker.
It doesn't matter. At this moment, Ren Jingcheng was stunned. The man's face was covered with a colorful towel, covered with sweat stains. It was thought that he had just wiped his sweat with this towel after doing exercise.
It certainly doesn't taste good...
Ren Jingcheng suddenly felt funny and said to himself.
Ren Jingcheng is not afraid of the evil intentions of the other party. This is a modern society, not the martial arts era of fighting the world by martial arts. Is it possible that he still wants to use martial arts to kill and rob people? Even if it's really a robber, there are many people exercising around here. They can't run away with hundreds of pairs of eyes!
I think it's just that the same martial arts practitioner saw him practicing boxing here for a while and was happy to come and play with two hands.
The next behavior of the comer also confirmed Ren Jingcheng's speculation, because the opponent has received internal strength.
Shen Yan once told Ren Jingcheng that Ren Jingcheng does exist, but it is not as magical as novels or TV movies. Its biggest role is to cooperate with tricks to enhance its power and then destroy the enemy's body from the inside.
If there is no internal strength, those moves are just an empty shelf, at most to make others suffer a little bit of skin and flesh. If you don't hit the key point, you can't kill people, but with inner strength, you can hurt the internal organs of the human body, killing people only at your fingertips.
The Weishan Martial Arts Museum established by the Shen family actually survived in this era. It is just like a fitness club. Naturally, it will not teach any internal strength. Ren Jingcheng's happy boxing is taught by Shen Yan, but Shen Yan dares not spread the internal strength practice, so Ren Jingcheng's happy boxing is just a fancy boxing, which is enough to defend himself. But it is definitely not enough to hurt the enemy.
The person who attacked was different. When his first palm came, Ren Jingcheng knew that he was a real martial arts person, because his palm contained internal strength. Although it would not hurt people, it was inevitable that the place where he was beaten would be red and swollen for a few days.
After two hands, the other party found that Ren Jingcheng's happy fist was good, but he had no internal strength. He immediately put away the internal strength of his palm, just unfolded a set of delicate watery palm and attacked Ren Jingcheng.
Ren Jingcheng usually has two hands with Qin Zhengshi, but Qin Zhengshi, the son of an authentic martial arts family, does not like to practice martial arts. His kung fu is really loose. With Ren Jingcheng's Shen family's happy boxing gradually become pure, he is no longer Ren Jingcheng's opponent. Later, the two have never practiced again.
Now Ren Jingcheng suddenly felt very happy when his opponent came to the door. He spread his fists head-on, brought up the wind around him, and hit the other party's paws with two fists.
There is no internal strength support for both palms and fists, and it has become a competition of physical strength.
"Bang!"
With a soft sound of meat hitting meat, the two of them shook together and took a few steps back. It turned out to be a situation of half a catty and eight taels.
But Ren Jingcheng knew in his heart that his strength was not as good as that of the other party.
"Ok, it's over, and you've finished watching the excitement. Let's go quickly. We're not an artist!"
The man's words were not to Ren Jingcheng, but to the onlookers around him.
The surrounding audience looked at each other when they heard this and left silently for fear of angering the man and giving themselves such a slap. Their small bodies could not afford it.
It's just that some curious people seemed unwilling to take a few more photos of the two before running away.
"I said, Wu Jiacheng, tear off the thing on your face. It's almost summer. You're not hot!"
Ren Jingcheng looked up at the opponent who was still standing there and said with a lot of joke.
When the man heard this, he was slightly stunned and hesitated for a moment before reaching out and pulling off the towel covering his face, revealing Wu Jiacheng's childish baby face.
"How do you know it's me?"
Wu Jiacheng looked at Ren Jingcheng strangely and said curiously.
"Come on, your eyes are unique to the whole school, and the fool can't recognize it."
Ren Jingcheng grinned when he heard Wu Jiacheng's question and explained.
Wu Jiacheng nodded knowingly when he heard the words, and then did he know that he had betrayed him.
Oriental people's eyes are generally black and brown, while Wu Jiacheng's eyes are different. His brown eyes are mixed with a little blue, and the color is unusually light and particularly conspicuous. No second pair of such eyes can be found in the whole campus of P University.
Ren Jingcheng heard Qin Zhengshi say that Wu Jiacheng's ancestor was a bandit more than 100 years ago. Later, Wu Jiacheng's great-grandfather robbed a foreigner's horse team. There was a foreign girl in it. He didn't know if it was a French or an Englishman. Originally, he wanted to extort some ransom, but he didn't expect that after the ransom arrived, the foreign girl instead Wu Jiacheng's great-grandfather insisted on marrying him.
So later, the Wu family's bloodline has some European and American characteristics, but as time goes by, this feature has become weaker and weaker. By the Wu family's generation, only Wu Jiacheng himself can still see a little, and his other cousins can no longer see it.