Romance of Dragons and Snakes

“Dragonsnake strike? What kind of kung fu is this? I've only seen Italian boxing with bear eagle in it. Where did the dragon snake strike?” Liu Mubai heard Yan Yuanyi's words and was stunned for a moment, as if searching all martial arts materials in his head, knowing that there was no such technique in the boxing technique known to him before saying it.

“Of course you don't know, because this set of martial arts was supposed to have a prototype 15 years ago, I'm just a little under the impression. I think the method used in this vigorous way, this set of martial arts should be well created.” Yan Yuanyi's eyes flashed as if she had fallen into memories more than a decade ago.

“Who created it? You know this guy?” Liu Mubai leaned back and raised his eyes to look at the young woman in white in front of him.

“You know a big gang of overseas Chinese organizations now, don't you?” Yan Yuanyi pinched off one hair on his face, and this action showed a unique temperament, like hot spring running water, with a sense of naturalness.

“Yes, it is a large club founded in the '70s and' 80s, formerly known as the Chinatown Alliance, renamed Tangmen after 2000, and these developments have become super large organizations almost comparable to Hongmen. But international voices are not very good, and the United States is on the list of terrorist organizations. Wasn't there a massive armed conflict in Indonesia recently with the Axe Army? Some people from the Six Armies have been told that secret talks have been held with senior leaders in Tangmen. I also heard the other day that Zhao Guangrong, president of the Nanyang Tangmen National Arts Association, had come to the gymnasium during the selection competition, and a martial artist invited by Liao Junhua had made a comparison. ”

Liu Mubai spoke like an endorsement, sitting still, one word as if a machine gun bullet came out of his throat.

“Okay, okay, Liu Mubai, Tang Gan's history, I know 10,000 times better than you, don't have to back information in front of me.” Yan Yuan Dao, "I just wanted to tell you that the dragon snake knocks on this set of kung fu, which is now created by Tangmen Gate, like me, is a woman. ”

“The Sixth Army has been responsible for some of the associations of overseas Chinese, and we are not aware of any specific information. I don't want to know who Tangman's leader is. I'm here today to share my experience of martial arts with you. After all, the other side is the martial arts instructor of Fangfang, I am the martial arts instructor of Li Jian, and you are the instructor of the Great Wind. Our three troops, who have always fought in clandestine battles, are only fangs, though thick in the bottom, but in all these years, great warriors have aged severely, without fresh blood, and without an excellent instructor, so they have been photographed after us. I think if we go on like this, I'm afraid it's going to consider removing the number of this unit. But now that they have developed a brilliant master, it cannot be said that it is very competitive for us. You know, our three Ace cards, every year, have a big battle of comprehensive qualities, and if they fail for three consecutive years, the number will be revoked. ”

Liu Mubai sat still and spoke in a very serious way.

“And I have no doubt about women's abilities. Wing Chun was not created by a woman. ”

Turns out this Yan Yuan Yi is the number one instructor of the three Ace specialties in the "Great Wind" army! It's a woman!

“Oh, I thought you always had an opinion on me.” Yan Yuan's eyebrows turned and his hands slightly raised.

“If you're interested, meet the opponent named Wang Chao. This man's martial arts are unpredictable, and only by knowing each other can he win hundreds of battles. I shot him yesterday, lost a hand, and sooner or later I'll get it back. Let's study this opponent before it's too late.” Liu Mu Bai looked at Yan Yuanyi and said, revealing a slight smile.

“No, Tang Mun, I have more martial arts than you know. Better practice your punctual gun and find the kid to get back to the scene.” Yan Yuanyi is getting cold: “It's late, you should go back early, I'm going to rest. ”

When Yan Yuanyi suddenly gave the order to evict the guests, Liu Mubai did not mind. He stood up with a stroke: “I am to inform you that Wang Chao is now a guest of Liao Junhua's seat. ”

After seeing Liu Mubai go, Yan Yuanyi squinted his eyes and smiled coldly: “Tang Zidu, you are such a big pen. It is not enough to stir the rain in foreign winds. Now, someone is sent to infiltrate the military system in China! When we studied kung fu together, I was not as good as you. Ten years ago, when Don Gan fought for power, I was not as good as you. Now you send one of your men, and I am not as good as you? Unexpectedly, this Wang Chao child is actually Tang Zidu's person. What a surprise. Even a master like Liu Mubai has lost a gun. I'd really like to see it. How high is the boxing skills? ”

After a cold laugh, Yan Yuanyi chewed Liu Mubai's words: “What? Zhao Guangrong is here too? He followed Tang Zidu to Yanjing. What was he doing this time? Is Tang Gan really going to infiltrate the domestic military system, or is it going to be difficult to mix abroad? Looking for a mountain? ”

“No! By the way, this time Dongmen in Indonesia seems to have undergone massive changes. Zhao Guangrong spent 10 years in Indonesia. This time Tang Zidu may have moved his position. It seems that the form of Tangmen is also very complicated. I have to take a moment to meet Zhao Guangrong. ”

Wang Chao woke up from the couch the next morning, and Zhujia was still in the room whining and sleeping.

Nor did he impress Zhu Jia. After washing, Wang Chao thought while waiting for Zhu Jia's uncle and Liao Junhua's father to finish their own files. After not being captured by Fangfang troops, he left the country. Walk downstairs on the other side, stroll freely in this neighborhood and stretch your body.

The neighborhood, where Zhujia lives, is large, but very clear, with clean, white floors, a patchwork of protected forests out there, and small, artificially excavated lake-area ponds.

And this large part of the house is not close to the highway, and you can't hear the car coming and going.

The residential environment here is like the Starling Lake neighborhood in s province, it's about quiet and quiet. Forest park models in cities, with elegant natural environments as a selling point.

Almost a month has passed since Spring Festival, when the weather began to warm up. However, in Yanjing's morning, it was still cold before the sun came out. A thin layer of ice cream was condensed in the pond. Although it was so cold, there were still scattered people in this neighborhood who got up and worked out, ran, circled, and boxed. But boxing basically belongs to that kind of ticket name, and it's all a soft type 24 Tai Chi flower stand.

After a short walk, the sun jumped slightly from the horizon, Wang Chao turned to the sun and took a sigh of relief. Standing polarless, then stepping forward, standing in a hug Dan style, left hand standing in front of the eyebrow, like loose, five fingers hooked into a five-star bead, right hand naturally hanging on the middle line of the abdomen, external flip, concave palm, palm muscles raised, is exactly the "full wish mark” put by Ho Linger in the face of Wang Hongji and Luo Xiaomeng's challenge.

However, this “full wish stamp” by Wang Chao has more ambiguous flavors in the middle than by Holly.

Faced with a line of sun, the golden sun shined all over him, reflecting from his skin, making his whole person, a piece of golden yellow, really like the powerful Amitabha Buddha in the underworld, full of the mark of wishes, to satisfy all the wonderful wishes of the heavens and the earth.

This kind of pictorial action, on Wang Chao's body, has expressed an unprecedented polarity, and is also the highest realm of semantic law.

Complete the shape and posture of the wish stamp and take the desire to satisfy all good wishes. Such a huge shape, such a huge ambition!

Against the sun, Wang Chao's body was completely powerless, immobile, and completely different from the other piling methods. But when the sun rises and spins, it seems that his body is also drawn by the power of the sun, as if a cloud is spinning slightly around the sun by the amount of earth spinning.

This pile, one of the highest secrets of his own Tangmen gossip fisting method, is to take hold of the Dan frame in a shape-shaped fist, smash the diamond cannon across five rows of fisting five star beads, Tai Chi punchless pole, Yoga cultivation Hang He big hand stamp, Yang's Tai Chi drawstring, the dragon pile in the dragon snake joint, the gossip big faller, the beef tongue palm, combine, extract precision and thickness, combine with one's own mind to synthesize such a five star bead full wish frame pile. It is also one of the most violently printed from scratch to scratch.

This pile, named “Heart Impression” by Wang Chao himself, is stamped with Heaven and Earth, with his own vitality, with all creation, with all good wishes. It is a boxing stand as empty as a void, the supreme gateway to the divine.

It can be said that this martial arts pile is a summary and understanding of all his martial arts, including his year-long walking awareness, and a heartfelt impression of Tang Zidu's immense misgivings.

“Boy, what martial arts are you practicing? I've seen you standing here, motionless for half an hour. ”

Just when Wang Chao felt the earth spinning under his feet and the sun in heaven attracting two more tiny strands than the ants, a voice sounded by his ears when there was no power.

“Practice the lower knob and exercise. ”

Wang Chao said nothing back to the sun.

In fact, with his sensitivity, he knew that someone had seen him standing on a pile. He spoke not far away from a 50-year-old man with slightly whiter hair, but with extreme spirituality, he seemed to have received good care and medical attention, which was much smaller than his age. This form is proof that one is upset to see one's privileged status in one's upbringing.

But this person doesn't have any official authority and momentum. It's like talking freely. It's like an old man in Yan Jing and you're pulling home all the time. Normally, it's common. The feeling of the elder next door makes people unable to eat their identity.

“You're not practicing nonsense. I don't know anything about martial arts, but I can tell by the way you stand here, there's an atmosphere, a great deal of momentum. It's like being able to satisfy the wishes of everyone.” This boss uncle style man made a better gesture, smiled softly, sounded slow, but bright.

“Oh?” Wang Chao paused his body, relaxed his posture, and looked at the boss who was speaking not far away, who could see what was in the middle of this shelf. There are absolutely no more than a hundred people in the world. It can be said that even a master like Liao Junhua, when he stood on this heart-impressed shelf, could never see all of them.

But this boss uncle style person in front of him, although his body is good, but Wang Chao can feel it, this popular blood and feet, but the musculoskeletal is very scattered, obviously has not practiced kung fu, can you actually see the meaning of the hidden?

Although the last time he also taught Cao Jing to practice kung fu in the park, Zhou Binglin peeked out and pointed out that both sides caused a big blood battle due to fame, but today the old man is not a martial arts practitioner, obviously not a famous practitioner, and Wang Chao was not a martial arts artist who could not lose any reputation at that time, so in the face of this elder uncle's question, Wang Chao also replied in the form of a chat with La Jia regular not slow.

“I practice gossip. Actually, it's common. ”

“Oh, gossip? Gossip clap, I know a guy who also practises gossip clap called Li Jinshu.” Big Boss thought for a second.

“Li Jinshu?” Wang Chao's eyelids jumped twice. This Li Jinshu is either someone else or Master Li's real name.

Just as Wang Chao was about to ask further, he drove in two red flag cars from afar, parked about a mile from here, and then got out of the car and dressed in plain clothes, but it was obvious that the guard was the one who was running all the way to the old man.

“Boy, you take your time.” The old man saw his guard coming and greeted Wang Chao casually. Xinbu walked into the red flag car outside.

“Good to go.” Wang Chao said hello. Watching the car go away: "License plate Beijing AG6? Where's the brand? This old man seems to have a big history, but it's none of my business. I'm King Tangmen Shan. I'm out of the country. Even the president of the country has nothing to do with me. ”

Wang Chao doesn't care about this little interlude this morning.

Zhao Guangrong is depressed and depressed.

“What kind of efficiency? They say the domestic army is strong, but after all this time, we can't even find out where the individual is? ”

He stayed in a luxurious hotel, roaring in his heart, but still appeared dignified and chatted with Lin Tingfeng, Jianghai Master.

He was deeply aware of the power of Wang Chao and Tang Zidu, and this time back home was a lonely throw, but he didn't think that Wu Wenhui's people still didn't catch Wang Chao. Instead, he had a fight with Baliming, a lunatic with great martial arts skills, and risked losing, which in turn increased his anger.

“Old Zhao, are you trying to catch Wang Chao? Don't worry, he won't get away. He was lucky that he was not caught in the gym yesterday during the day, and General Wu has set up a Tianluo network to wait for him.” Lin Tingfeng saw through Zhao Guangrong's mind.

“It doesn't matter. Two days, I can wait.” Zhao Guangrong smiled reluctantly.

Just as we were talking, the door suddenly opened silently and a man walked in!

“Who!”

Zhao Guangrong and Lin Tingfeng Jianghai turned their heads and were terrified.

With their hearing, their insight, when the door opened, people came in and found out, what if it didn't shock them?

The person who came in was wearing a snow-and-white, dust-free ski shirt, a slim body and a light cloud-like stride. A fragrance blows into a person's nose as the wind blows. It's a fragrance on a woman.

“Who are you?” Zhao Guangrong stood up and looked at the woman who suddenly came in, wearing a white ski shirt, a slim figure, an apricot peach cheek, but had a smell of yolk. Although she was wearing modern clothing, this woman smelled like a classical swordsman, like a Vietnamese woman and a red bride.

“More than a decade later, Zhao Guangrong, you really don't recognize me.” The woman in the white ski shirt moved her eyebrows, indicating she smiled.

“You are...” Zhao Guangrong looked at this woman and was puzzled for a long time. He was astonished: “Are you strict...? How come you're in the country? ”

“I used to study abroad to go to secondary school, wouldn't it be natural to return home? But you can't even call me by my name. Fortunately, my appearance hasn't changed much. Otherwise, you don't have any images.” Yan Yuanyi's eyebrows were picked again, and his face was still cold and cold.

“What do you want?” Zhao Guangrong seemed very vigilant, stood up violently, his eyes sparkled, stared at Yan Yuanyi's eyes, his hands swinging, actually put out a boxing shelf in a golden jar!

“Oh, is your ancestral boxing furnace pure green, these eyes, much more dazzling than they were. I don't know how much different boxing is now than Tang Zidu?” Between the words of Yan Yuanyi, his body moved, as if a breeze rolled up flat, shaking, small steps can not even see the shadow, his right hand four fingers together, like an eyebrow prick stabbed Zhao Guangrong's temple.

Her four fingers, which are generally all the same, middle finger, index finger, nobody finger, little finger, are all the same length.

“Emei chasing the wind!” Zhao Guangrong's heart beat, Shen Zheng blocked, his feet stepped on the seven stars, and his head dodged this short chase wind.

Yan Yuanyi was not relaxed, his hands pulled down, and it was like the breeze chased after him. He grabbed Zhao Guangrong's waist and kidneys. His hands were like ghosts. His nails popped up in the process of grasping! Making noise is tougher than even the toughest leopard shrink mat popping out of the claws.

If Bai Quan Yi's “white leopard” were present, he would surely be surprised to see Yan Yuanyi's hand chasing the wind to pinch his paws, and his chin would fall to the ground.

Because Yan Yuanyi's fingers stitched flesh and flesh contraction, the moment the nails popped up, the sound, like in the fierce bullet steel leather, has reached the highest level of leopard boxing, which is the equivalent of tread cloth.

“No!” Zhao Guangrong jumped in his heart, his waist eyes numb, his hands turned to his full strength, slamming towards the waist, as if he were an ancient man, put his clothes under his belt.

This lazy suit blocked the kneading hand, Zhao Guangrong twisted his waist side, threw his hand outward, long arms like a large iron whip, carrying a sharp wind, sword grass rushed towards the heart of Yan Yuanyi's brain.

“Well, it turns out it's lazy clothes that stand tall, and it's busy leaving a single whipper behind.” In a moment of confrontation, Yan Yuanyi can still talk!

Lazy clothes stand tall, leaving a single whipper behind is also busy!

Zhao Guangrong's Tai ancestral fist is truly pure green furnace fire. Under the same attack as Yan Yuanyi's ghost shadow, it can still defuse the counterattack.

“Okay, no more fighting!” Yan Yuanyi single-handedly mounted, raised his arms with the simplest display, held Zhao Guangrong's fierce hand whip, lifted slightly, sent out vigorously, and his body did not move. Look up and say stop.

Zhao Guangrong also stopped looking very ugly.

In the comparison between the two, although he did not fail or was in the downwind, he stopped when the other party shouted and could still talk, obviously there was more than a swimming blade.

Thought that his martial arts, rarely in the world, were the top masters, but Zhao Guangrong was so unfavourable this year, he was defeated by Wang Chao first, returned to the country, encountered Baliming, nearly killed, now he encountered a strict yuan yuan instrument, lightly understated, so that he couldn't take any advantage of all his efforts, which hit his confidence greatly.

For a moment, he was suddenly a little discouraged.

To make such a hugger, frustrated. It's a disaster. It's just a matter of luck. Wang Chao's martial arts do not say, the king of Baliming martial arts, Yan Yuanyi is also the martial arts instructor of the first Ace special long wind. Less than a few months later, I encountered this martial arts high enough, and the powerful man from all sides of the heavens, purely Zhao Guangrong himself, did not come to Yanjing, nothing.

“What the hell do you want? ”

“Take it easy, let's sit down and talk.” Yan Yuanyi raised his forehead.

(To be continued)