Romance of Dragons and Snakes

Now everyone knows that Shanxi is famous for producing coal mine owners.

But many forget that Shanxi was once famous for its martial arts homeland, and countless martial arts masters are all Shanxi people. Tai Chi's great master Wang Zongyue, Xin Ji Longfeng, Dailong Bang, Li Luoneng, Che Yishai, Song Shirong, none of them are the prestigious herself, Kung Fu is divinely indoctrinated, and God practiced to reach the realm of transformation.

Shanxi Taigu County and Hebei Cangzhou are famous boxers martial arts holy place.

Daihong is a leader in Shanxi boxing, and pride is inevitable for such a martial arts master. But the arrogance and arrogance, he also has the reputation of Wang Chao's number one Asian martial artist.

But such as Lei Gwang Ear does not mean that he is tempered.

This time, the Sports Committee convened martial arts celebrities from all over the country to lead the Chinese and Korean martial arts exchange conference. Ninety percent of the martial arts celebrities were very offended by Wang Chao.

The first is that Wang Chao's name is too big, the tree is very windy.

The second is Wang Chao in Yanjing Yi Boxing Museum wheel battle eight masters, beating them all down injured, those eight masters all have a large social circle, connected, has already offended a large group of people. Many of the martial artists present today are friends of the eight men, and they are all thinking about how to recover the scene.

Daihong came this time to find Wang Chao's tester.

In Daihong's heart, Wang Chao is a master in the army, Liu Qing is also from the army, and Liu Qing and Wang Chao have both studied gossip at Master Li's place. In the eyes of some martial artists, these two are almost the same master brother.

Now Wang Chao doesn't know why he didn't attend, Dai Hong naturally found Liu Qing.

“Yoo-hoo!” Liu Qing looked at Daihong in front of him and used to touch his nose again. "Master Dai wants to help me, so come on, let's not talk nonsense. ”

A party between martial artists, and anger, that's impossible. It was more than 30 years ago, in the 1970s, some old martial artists gathered in Yanjing. Sun Lutang's daughter Sun Jianyun and Wu Tunan all had mouth corners and then passed.

Teachers of both sexes are disproportionate, not to mention now.

The dialogue between the two attracted the attention of many martial artists present.

When Liao Junhua saw the two of them close the meeting, he made a corner of mouth. Three words and two words actually got to the point of confrontation. He just wanted to stop it. But hesitated, never mind.

“That's good.” Between the words of Daihong, it has been activated, three finger inner buckle, bent like a chicken claw, in the eyes of the others, all carrying a shadow, to Liu Qing's right wrist.

This type of "golden chicken rice" capture technique, he made it seem like a bullet.

As soon as Liu Qing looked at the technique, he knew that Daihong Kung Fu was pure and deep.

“This shit is amazing.” Liu Qing's heart jumped and reacted quickly. He treaded on his left foot, his body twisted, his hands flashed, and he avoided capture. Then, with the force of twisting, he bounced back and pulled himself back with his feet, chopping his hands. The palm of his hand was like a knife, and he threw it towards Dai-hung's back head.

Gossip flicker! Reverse arm spatter!

Liu Qing's gossip is flexible, his hands are squeezed into knives, and he is even more powerful. He specializes in hitting the key points. This note “back-arm spatter” is borrowed from the diagonal flying one shot, back-smoking the back of his head, hit him. No matter how powerful the person, he must immediately serve the street.

He came out of the army, gossip had no flower shelves, pure combat killings.

Dai Hong's eyes shrunk and his eyelids turned into a gap, with a bright crystal inside, suddenly turning around, his legs twisted forward, and his hips snapped.

His buttocks seemed to blow up a car tire, his waist muscles clearly drummed up, and this muscle seemed to be a frightened live python, rushing up against his back.

In an instant, his entire spine was also driven by the bang of his buttocks, one bow and one surge, two large muscles on his back, across his clothes, giving a sense of explosion!

Full body strength, driving hands, his right hand lifted, bent elbow inside hug, a type of "single tiger head" block Liu Qing's knife, left hand spiral, fiercely forward, actually used the wearable secret heartbeat in the “giant bear collapse mountain”.

He's so lucky, he's so powerful, he's full of explosives! Every muscle, like a barrel of gunpowder! Amazing!

Liao Junhua looked into his heart and shocked: “Turn your legs and cross your hips. This Daihong's heart is beating and he has practiced his buttocks. Such a force explodes, Liu Qing is afraid to resist! ”

It's called "Valley Road Lift, Lidar Quarter, Legs Spin, Butt Flesh Crossing! ”

When Daihong pushed hard, the two large buttocks could touch each other, clamping and exploding. And by anal mention, the vertebrae emerge like dragons, obviously floating on the back. This kind of kung fu is already after the "tiger hips, dragon tails”. Just one step further, is "hugging Dan in the crotch."

Liu Qing's reverse arm spattered the knife. He threw it towards Daihong's head and was blocked by the "single tiger head" block. He felt that the other party's whole body was blocking an explosive force. He cut his own hand knife on his elbow. Two or two collided. His body was actually a little unstable. The slanted flying shelf of the gossip palm showed signs of scattering.

“Awesome.” Liu Qingchang took a breath and stabilised his body violently. He was about to strike back. Suddenly, he felt the strong wind pounding his face. In his eyes, after Daihong “single tiger hugging” opposite him, he punched when his chest collapsed, his left foot took half a step, and his right foot heeled in. The air shakes, the ground shakes, the power is like a landslide, can't resist!

Liu Qing did not anticipate, Daihong said to work with him, before he had reached the two styles, he exhibited all his own killing tactics. This style of authority, hard spelling is no longer possible. Just dodge.

Fortunately, his swimmer practiced divinity, and at the time of the thousand shots, a "robe detachment", the heel spinning, a large circle walked past this collapse.

Daihong didn't blink a second. As Liu Qing rotated, he mounted his hand and stepped halfway on his left foot. He followed his right foot. It was another type of "nail heart smash”.

Crumbling like an arrow, he didn't stop. Looking at what he meant, he was actually going to kill Liu Qing under his fist with lightning bolt.

Daihong's twelve consecutive thumps are indeed like a storm, like the thousands of troops killed together. Liu Qing fell into the wind and it was difficult to pull it back.

Just after two moves, all of a sudden, the figure flashed and a palm sliced in, accurately shooting on Daihong's crumbling.

Dai Hong snorted heavily in his nose and took a few steps back. His eyes looked at Wu Quannan, who had made a move.

Turns out it was Wu Quannan who did it. He cut Taihe's fist across the palm and forced Daihong to retreat.

“What, you want two together?” Dai Hong's heart was shocked and his eyebrows wrinkled. Wu Quannan's palms were soft just now, but the cross cut was clever, as if it smelled like a roller crushing him, causing him to stop immediately. Do not fall into siege between the two.

As soon as Daihong spoke, several Shanxi martial artists also surrounded him and stood beside Daihong to help him, as if to develop into a group of beatings.

“All right, let's do it together, let's do it together. Don't be so desperate.” Liao Junhua hastily played the roundabout, “we fought in the nest before even communicating with the said Han Wushu community. It's amazing. It's time for dinner. Let's go to dinner. ”

Dai Hong's face was gloomy and uncertain, and he thought to himself, "Where did such a wild Taoist come from? It's a shame today. Otherwise, let Liu Qing take a big loss. See if Wang Chao comes out or doesn't come out. ”

“I have another dinner today, so I won't eat with you. Tomorrow I'll be there on time for the physical examination.” Dai Hong yang his head, nodded at Liao Junhua, stared hard at Liu Qing and Wu Quannan, and went straight with a group of martial artists in Shanxi.

Liu Qingnan looked a little pale. In fact, he had just fallen into the wind. If Wu Quannan hadn't helped him, he would probably have suffered a huge loss.

“Unfortunately, Wang Chao is not here, otherwise it will not be Dai Hong's turn today. ”

“This Dai Hong's mind boxing has reached the point of 'Tiger Hips, Dragon Tail', which is really impressive. If he can go any further, to the extent that he can practice abdominal restraint, I can't go on with that series of knockouts just now. But don't worry about Liu Qing. You're under thirty. He's seven or eight years older than you. It's almost forty.” Wu Quannan looked back at Daihong.

“I didn't do it because of this. Dai Hung beat me by surprise. He really fought. He tried to kill me and he was going to be crippled himself.” Liu Qing smiled coldly: “What worries me is that there is an American jujitsu, Morgan. Tang shredded the cloud. But there's no such thing as an American jujitsu. This man is actually the Brigadier General of the Special Forces of the Military Intelligence Terminator. Once with him, there was a real master named Wharton. Tanglian Creek. But he's been killed by some of Tangmen's best men. If you encounter that American in Tang Hua Yun while communicating, be careful. I see none of us here are his opponents. Too bad Wang Chao isn't here, otherwise... ”

“Is that Wang Chao really that good? I heard that he and Zhou Binglin did not agree. Although Zhou Binglin's arm was ripped off, he was also seriously injured. It should be the same. When I saw Zhou Binglin, it wasn't necessarily better than me. But this time Shaolin Temple monk, Yong Xiaolong, Yong Xiaoti didn't come? It's a strange thing.” Wu Quannan clearly doesn't believe it.

“You can tell when you see Wang Chao..." Liu Qing shook his head. The thing about Shaolin's top three masters is a secret, and he can't tell it.

At this time, Wang Chao was still wearing makeup and lecturing Cao Jingjing in a house in Yanjing. Meanwhile, I was thinking about how to get to see Liao Junhua.

As a provincial chief of public security, Cao Yi naturally has a house in Yanjing.

(To be continued)