Chapter 283 Qiu Wendong

"Good!" Seeing Zhou Xiaotian's move, Ye Tian, who was standing aside, couldn't help shouting.

Zhou Xiaotian relies on the essence of Bajiquan, not to mention Wu Chen, even if Ye Tian is really reliable, he also needs to remove this strength with energy.

With Ye Tian's shouting, Wu Chen's body soared three or four meters away. After his feet fell to the ground, he stepped back more than ten steps and sat on the ground.

Although Bajiquan is not as poisonous as the iron sand palm, it is strong and unparalleled, and his whole body can exert force. Wu Chen's face, sitting on the ground, turned from red to white, and from white to red. After enduring for a long time, a mouthful of blood finally spewed out.

"Brother Wu!"

"Brother..."

This sudden change made the onlookers' martial arts disciples dumbfounded. Why did Wu Chen walk around Zhou Xiaotian for a long time, but was knocked down and spit out blood without even catching a move?

Most of these people are new to the martial arts school, and some of them are sent by Qiu Wendong Security Company for training. In fact, they don't have much time, let alone their eyesight.

These people usually watch those martial arts movies in TV movies. They are all swords and shadows. At least they have to fight for dozens of rounds to win or lose, but what happened in front of them stunned everyone.

In fact, the master Xiangbo is not an exhibition game. It is not as good-looking as they thought at all. Seize the opportunity to defeat the enemy with one move. This is really the master's demeanor.

Especially the Bajiquan, its movements are simple and simple, strong and crisp, and heavy without heavy movements. The head, shoulders, elbows, hands, tail, crotch, knees and feet can be used to kill the enemy.

"Master, he is a monk halfway to practice gossip palms. He pays too much attention to hand work, and the next game is not very stable!"

Compared with Wu Chen's embarrassment, Zhou Xiaotian didn't breathe. After knocking down the other party, he closed the eight-pole frame... and returned to Ye Tian.

"Well, Xiaotian, your outer kung fu has been practiced to the extreme, so... you can move to my yard and concentrate on practicing the internal skills handed down by your family. I can't see it for a year, and your kung fu can enter the dark power!"

Ye Tian was so discerning that he could see Zhou Xiaotian's achievements in the Bajiquan at a glance. If he could go further, it would not be too much to call him a master.

Ye Tian followed his master to visit many famous martial artists... In addition to himself, Zhou Xiaotian's talent is the best, but Ye Tian has been soaked by medicine since he was a child. In terms of hard work, he is still not as good as Zhou Xiaotian.

It's just that Bajiquan is too fierce. After practicing to the extreme, the internal loss of the body is also very serious. Although Zhou Xiaotian has internal skills and mental methods to complement each other... However, there are also hidden diseases in the dirty meridians. Ye Tian asked Zhou Xiaotian to live in his quadrangle courtyard, which is to use Injury.

And whether the vitality is strong or not... It has great benefits for the cultivation of the inner family. Even if the Zhou Xiaotian family's transmission skills are incomplete, there is a high chance to enter the dark power, that is, the realm of refining and refining qi.

This is also the reason why many qi practitioners lived in seclusion in the deep mountains and forests in ancient times. It is because in those places, there can be enough heaven and earth for them to practice their skills.

"You are too cruel. It's just a competition. How can you beat my brother like this?" Just as Ye Tian and his apprentice were talking as if no one was around, a young man who helped Wu Chen stand up.

"He is not seriously injured. He will be fine after half a month of recuperation."

Ye Tian took a look at the man... and said, "Besides, it is inevitable that there will be death and injury in the competition. What's so strange about this? Afraid of getting hurt, just give up martial arts..."

In the martial arts, the reason why there are so many grudges... is from this. If you are not good at learning, you can't stop your strength when you start. It is easy for death and injury, and hatred will slowly accumulate.

The young man was blocked back by Ye Tian's words, and his face turned red. He shouted in a hurry, "You................... You bully people too much, brothers, copy the guys and fight with them!"

Just now, Zhou Xiaotian's shouting was like a tiger roaring mountain forest, which almost scared the courage of these gossip palm beginners, but at present, someone led it, and those young people suddenly ran to the weapon rack one after another.

"Damn it, it's a group fight!"

Ye Tian was stunned for a moment, his face became serious, and then rolled up his sleeves. As the saying goes, knives and guns have no eyes. If someone accidentally stabbed a hole or cut a knife, it would not be fun.

Although Wu Chen, who was half lying on the ground, had the intention to stop it, he didn't shout out a word, and the smell of blood in his throat came up again, so he could only wave his hand in vain.

Just as the group of people touched their weapons and were ready to rush to Ye Tian and Zhou Xiaotian, two people came in at the gate of the quadrangle courtyard. When they saw the chaotic scene in front of them, they were stunned.

"Stop, do you want to rebel?"

A strong man in his forties walking in front of him shouted loudly. His voice was full of breath, which made the hot-headed disciples wake up.

"Master, Master is here!"

"Master, they came to smash the field and hurt the eldest brother!"

When a group of disciples saw the person coming, their faces showed joy. They ran to the man with the weapon in their hands and told him what had just happened.

"Xiao Wu, are you all right?"

When Qiu Wendong saw Wu Chen lying on the ground, he quickly walked over and reached out to give him the lower pulse. He felt that the pulse was still relatively stable, so he was relieved and stood up.

Wu Chen sat up with a wry smile and said, "Master... Master, I'm not good at learning!"

"It's okay. Master, I'll find the place for you!" Qiu Wendong patted his disciple on the shoulder and asked someone to help him to sit down in a chair.

When Qiu Wendong looked at Ye Tian and the other two, his eyes were already full of anger. He had been in Beijing for more than 30 years. He was the only one who had ever beaten people and had never been bullied.

Moreover, Wu Chen is his eldest disciple. After several years of **, Qiu Wendong was ready to pass on the mantle to him. Seeing that Wu Chen was beaten like this, his right fist had already clicked.

You know, this personal disciple is sometimes more close than his son, because people always get old, but in the martial arts, some descendants like to step on the elders to become famous. This is the time for the disciples to fight on behalf of the teacher.

Wu Chen's injury is much more serious in Qiu Wendong's heart than Ye Tian's smashing the scene.

"Brother Feng, I'm really sorry to let you see the jokes. Please sit down. I'll take care of the affairs here and then accompany you!"

Although his heart was full of anger, Qiu Wendong first greeted the guests around him. This is a famous boxer in Cangzhou martial arts, named Feng Hengyu.

Feng Hengyu's teacher and Qiu Wendong's father are the friends of the previous generation. The two have also had a lot of contacts over the years. Originally, Qiu Wendong was inviting Feng Hengyu to drink morning tea. Hearing that someone smashed the scene, the two rushed over together.

"Master, the one who wears sportswear practices Bajiquan. His kung fu is very deep. You should be careful!" Wu Chen, sitting in the chair, reminded Qiu Wendong.

Wu Chen is a master of art. His own skill is not much weaker than Qiu Wendong's, but he didn't even have Zhou Xiaotian's move. He was afraid that his master would suffer if he was not careful.

"Bajiquan?"

Qiu Wendong was stunned when he heard the words and looked at Feng Hengyu beside him with a strange face, because he was a famous Baji boxer in Cangzhou, and he was also the direct faction of the sharpshooter Li Shuwen. He was a well-known figure among the contemporary eighth-level famous family.

So when he heard that Bajiquan was used to smash the scene, Qiu Wendong also unconsciously looked at Feng Hengyu with inquiring eyes. The relationship in the martial arts is complicated, and maybe there will be any connection between the two.

Looking at Qiu Wendong's eyes, Feng Hengyu smiled bitterly and said, "Brother Qiu, I can't recognize all the disciples handed down by my ancestors."

The ancestor mentioned by Feng Hengyu is the magic gun Li Shuwen.

Li Shuwen has been open and aboveboard all his life. His disciples have been introduced to tens of thousands of people at home and abroad. Every year on the eve of Tomb-sweeping Day, admirers from different countries and colors often fly to Cangzhou and go to Li Shuwen's cemetery to worship.

Therefore, although Feng Hengyu is the direct descendant of Li Shuwen, he may not know so many descendants of Bajiquan at home and abroad.

After hearing Feng Hengyu's words, Qiu Wendong nodded and said, "Well, Brother Feng helped me suppress the array. I'll meet this young man. For the sake of his study of Bajiquan, I'll just let him spit a mouthful of blood!"

This is the sadness of not having good disciples. Otherwise, at the age of nearly 50, how can Qiu Wendong do it by himself? However, his age is the heyday of the inner boxer, and his qi and blood are not as bad as Zhou Xiaotian's.

"Strange, why is that middle-aged man so familiar?"

Just as Feng Hengyu was drinking Qiu Wendong's conversation, Ye Tian frowned, because he looked very familiar with Feng Hengyu in a white kung fu suit, but he couldn't remember where he had seen him for a moment.

This is extremely rare for Ye Tian with amazing memory, but Ye Tian is sure that he must have seen this person when he followed the old road.

"Both of you, I, Qiu Wendong, also have a good reputation in the capital. I ask myself and act correctly. I don't know if you two bullied me. Are you instigated by others or did something wrong with me, Qiu?"

Qiu Wendong had a hot temper in his early years, but after being in prison twice, he had already sharpened his character, so although he was furious at this time, he still followed the rules of the world.

"Do you act right?"

Ye Tian sneered when he heard the words and said, "Well, let me ask you, you are a martial arts person. Why do you take action against ordinary people? I just couldn't see it, so I came to ask for advice!"

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