Romance of Dragons and Snakes
Chapter 246: Ancestral Fist Cactus Sleeps
Zhao Guangrong, though the skin under the occipital bone of the cervical vertebrae was punctured by Wang Chao's nails, dotted the mute point, resulting in damaged vocal cords, unable to control his own voice, luck such as drinking heavily, making the sound of a hissing weird like a torch box, like a thick sputum stuck in the throat.
But he didn't lose his fighting power.
Because his “wolf rush" was too fast, Wang Super delicate cloud dragon probe grabbed, only nails were rubbed to the back neck dumb point, while muscle and dark force did not dot in, so that the injury was not serious.
But by now, the results are clear.
It can be seen from the image of the two.
Zhao Guangrong's upper body clothes were all damaged, while his lower body shoes and legs were also diluted, moving a piece of western hanging at the knee joint, the whole image was no different from the name Hanako.
His image, and his initial appearance in a luxury Rolls-Royce sedan in a bright yellow tang suit, was like an emperor, underground, in the sky.
In comparison to Zhao Guangrong's wolf, Wang Chao tolerated a lot. His clothes were intact, even clean and tidy, and he didn't even have any dust on him. He was so hard, his whole body was shaking, the wind was pounding, what dust couldn't shake off?
“Master Zhao, promise. ”
Zhao Guangrong, a type of "wolf rush", after walking away, quickly turned around, the "golden" shelf flashed, changed to “flag drum strength” ready to fight the enemy vigorously, but it was surprisingly discovered that Wang Chao did not come after him, but stood still on his feet, reaching forward in his right hand, unable to speak from the beauty and tranquillity.
This is not a battle between life and death. There is no death warrant signed for your death. To that extent, it can indeed be said that victory is divided.
Besides, Wang Super knows that Zhao Guangrong's martial arts martial arts is never idle, and his vitality is amazing. It is also difficult to shoot him in one go, or to injure him without losing his fighting power.
Even though they just took advantage of it, it was just that the “spider tread" step they had created was too mysterious and dull, and the other party had never seen it before, so that it could not cope properly.
If he continues to fight, the other party is psychologically prepared to deal with it, it will be difficult for him to suffer.
However, if the other party is to struggle for life and death, Wang Chao is not afraid. He has confidence that after half an hour, Zhao Guangrong will be completely overwhelmed with strength and strength to kill him.
But for that, I also lost a lot of energy, and it took me at least a few days to recover. And this is Tang Gan's inner battle, there is no need, Chinese boxers, now can practice martial arts to Jindan's inner realm is called Phoenix Mao Lin Horn, it is a shame to die one less.
Masterful fights, every punch in one form, all hands and feet, spine, head, everywhere, massive exercise, more than ten times the size of international professional athletes, ordinary boxers, it is very good to last three or five minutes in intense fights.
It's rare to fight for ten minutes.
For half an hour, that's the best.
So real fights are all about killing, never dragging mud into the water and consuming energy.
In the face of Wang Chao Yingrong's withdrawal, Zhao Guangrong has completely understood that his martial arts are indeed lower than that of this First East Asian Art Master, the curator of the Kushanai family boxing hall, and if he persists, he will surely lose even more.
“I had no idea there was such a skill in the country. This kind of martial arts, this kind of realm, called the first, is true.” Zhao Guangrong only smiled bitterly, but said nothing.
His mute spot was slightly wounded and his throat seemed to be clogged with a thick sputum. He couldn't say how bad it was. Where else could he say half a word?
He not only has a clogged throat, but his heart is also clogged. His juvenile family's fist technique has stood on horseback since he was three years old. The first word he knew was “fist”. Later, he learned culture. It was also a classic of backboxing. For example, "Arms Record", "Green Dream Hall Gun Law", "Dragon Book", "Armament Journal", "New Book of Performance", "Cao Jiwu Ten Law", "Shapely Fist Handbook", etc., both basic kung fu and theoretical knowledge were very solid. Later, by the age of 13 or 4, the bones grew up and began practicing boxing. By the age of early twenties, he was a young master of the reputable side. Later kung fu, he was invincible, and never defeated. Now you've lost, and you've lost so completely.
If a mysterious youngster fought him like this, he would surely be unbearable to commit suicide. But now he doesn't have the idea of suicide because he can't stand it.
Because Wang Chao is not an unidentified minor, but has a reputation. He has the first title of Greater East Asian National Art. In the martial arts world, it is much louder than his name.
He said that he had faded out of martial arts for a long time, that he saw something of great fame but did not see it as his last name, and that he valued interests.
“Master Zhao, if we fight, we don't know whether to win or lose. We really need to separate wins and losses. It is also estimated that it will take a few hundred hands later. Thus, Master Zhao's clothes are broken, so we can work together some other time. Today is a happy day for our sincere relatives in Tangmen, Nanyang. Don't let the two of us delay each other's consultations. ”
Wang Chao closed his fist, gently bounced his sleeve twice, and took two steps back again. His eyes stared at Zhao Guangrong's eyes to pay attention.
He wore a purple gold dress today, an old fabric button, with slightly wider sleeves and a very old-fashioned style of boxer.
Such a costume, coupled with the fact that Jiang Hai had just spoken of his identity, the First National Archdeacon of Greater East Asia, clouded his image with a halo of light. In all eyes, he now moves with an invisible charm and style.
Big and holy is called holy and holy is called god.
Zhao Guangrong's ears listened to Wang Chao and counted. His heart had settled down for less than a minute.
At that moment, Tang Zidu sighed and finally gave him a chance to step down.
“Brother Zhao, why do you have to split up with my brother? When we first founded Tang Gan, our purpose was to protect all Chinese from bullying and abuse, but now Tang Gan in Nanyang has become an individual warlord organization, losing its temper and blood surname. ”
Tang Zidu sighed: “Brother Zhao, of course, you and I, Brother Lin Shifeng and more than twenty others, appeared to have killed the head of the Indonesian army, what a grand maid, then Tang Gan seized power, it was also nine deaths and a lifetime, but more than 10 years have passed, the two strong pride has vanished, both have families, have children. We at Tangmen had originally relied on a blood name and pride, losing our blood name and pride in Tangmen, and I couldn't think of anything else worth having. ”
Zhao Guangrong's eyes flashed. Indeed, he is now much weaker in the Philippine. He has a family, children, and is afraid to go to Tang Zidu like this, and the political axe army has a massive armed conflict, encounters and political axe confrontation, always wants to make things small and small.
“As soon as my brother arrived, he was assassinated by Suharni's father and son, and his head was cut off in honour of the dead spirit who had died that year. I am confident that under his leadership the blood name will remain unchanged. ”
“Brother Zhao, Brother Lin, I think you misunderstood a lot of things. Let's talk about it in detail.” Tang Zidu concluded by walking into a small conference room next to the auditorium.
When Tang Zidu spoke, Wang Chao's attention had been focused on Jianghai, but he found that Jianghai's eyelids were sagging, and he spoke closely to Zhao Guangrong's little daughter next to him, as if Wang Chao's identity was not at all his.
Zhao Guangrong silently changed his clothes in the car, then swept away the decadence and restored his temperament in the beginning.
Lin Shifeng's eyes flashed, and everything just now, he did not expect, Tang Zidu designated this Nanyang Tangman Rudder, a seemingly unexpected young man, to be the head of the family boxing curators in the mountains, called the Immortals by many of Hongmen's elders a generation of national art teachers.
He was looking at Zhao Guangrong's idea to make plans. He didn't think of a real confrontation with Tang Zidu.
When Zhao Guangrong was seen changing his clothes and Tang Zidu, Wang Chao walked into the small conference room beside the auditorium, and he followed.
Several people entered the small conference room and sat down. Wang Chao just said: "Master Zhao, you just got offended.” Then he followed Huo Zheng behind him: “Go get the potion for the throat. ”
Shortly afterwards, Hobel brought a vial of potion. Wang Chao took it. He stood up, stretched out his index finger, took off the disk around a gold needle and shook his luck. Straight away, he walked behind Zhao Guangrong, licked the medicine in the bottle with a needle and twisted it on his cervical spine for a few times.
Zhao Guangrong didn't move either. He watched quietly.
With Wang Chaozha for more than 10 minutes, he only felt itchy throat, coughed, spit out a strong sputum, and suddenly felt refreshed. Speaking out: “You are a master of technology, Zhao is admirable. ”
“Thank you, I was recently uniting our boxers in Nanyang to create a set of the finest boxing techniques of my Tang Gan. It is as popular as Tai Ancestor's Fist. I wonder if Master Zhao is interested? ”
Originally from Zhao Guangrong family, there are a lot of routines. In addition to the many secret hands and walking methods, Zhao Guangrong's ancient "cactus sleep” practice method, combined with massage, can get himself into deep sleep. One hour of sleep is much better than seven or eight hours for ordinary people.
When Song Taizu Zhao Quanxian met Huashan Chen Ancestor, he got such a “Immortal Sleep” Qi practice method. He had plenty of energy every day, and studied boxing more than twice as long as others. Only then did he create a set of "Taizu Long Fist". Later, he worked with the army to learn martial arts strangers, boxing masters, day and night exploration, pondering.
This set of long fists focuses on the wisdom of many people, the health skills of the Rong Dao family, Qi practice, military technique, battle fighting skill as a furnace, is the top boxing technique.
What Wang Chao is going to do now, just like what Zhao Quanxuan did, is a huge feat in the history of national art. It was also a big event at Tangmen.
Zhao Guangrong's Tai Ancestor Fist, has the practice of "Immortal Sleep”, has the "Eye of the Giant Spirit”, and has the seven star steps, which is very helpful to Wang Chao.
(To be continued)