Still, Wait For Me

After Ling Xiao finished his speech, two people took Xu Tiansheng's phone from the table.

Xu Tiansheng certainly wouldn't be foolish enough to resist.

Ling Xiao lifted his wrist and looked at the watch and said: "Don't worry, it won't take long, just have some more tea. If your friend's hurt, there's a doctor at home. ”

On the other hand, it seems to have a rhythm with Ling Xiao's heart, or it has been fully tested. Knowing that he cannot take his opponent with the current method of fighting, the young man came to rejoice, and borrowed Zhong Wusheng's direct punch to steadily and steadily take a few steps back...

Clamping sheep horse, hand changed from a double-fisted grip to palm, draining force from the midline of the chest outward, right palm in front, elbow bent, finger slanted upwards, kissing beast, left hand behind, palm facing inside right arm, hand guarded.

It's a start, ask the passerby.

“Fuck me... Ip Man?” Xu Tiansheng was foolish at first sight, because he had seen it, in the movies, “is the question really true? ”

Not far away, the young man opened his mouth for the first time and reported to himself: “Wing Chun. ”

Xu Tiansheng obviously saw Zhong Wusheng in front of him over there also stunned.

Zhen Zidane's "Ye Qian" series first came out in '08, Wang Jiawei's "Generation Master" was even later. Yuan Ping shot a "Wing Chun" in' 93, starring Yang Ziqiao... but anyway, in 2006, the word Wing Chun has not yet exploded as completely as in '08 state.

“I don't know if it's really that good...” Xu Tiansheng thought.

Zhong Wusheng over there may think the same way, but the difference is that Xu Tiansheng found his eyes glowing and thrilled... began to actively probe...

Again, the two sides fought.

As an outsider, watching or watching a movie, Xu Tiansheng doesn't understand any small thoughts, stalls, bladder, voltage, inches... What you can probably see is that once the young man's whole temperament has been changed, the diamonds are harsh and become dazzling, as if he had more than a swimming edge.

Clearly it looks like he is the boss, but with the sensitive perception and movement of one hand and the combination of walking methods, Zhong Wusheng gave people the feeling of impervious ventilation. Zhong Wusheng was repelled once by his seemingly understated hit back, looking at the face, the situation is not much worse than just now.

“Coming!”

As a movie party, Xu Tiansheng, like most people, was most impressed with Wing Chun by the series of stormy, mercury lagoon-like punches. If this moves only once, looking at the mother for sure, but a string of firecrackers burst into flames, there really is a different kind of pound.

Just now, in order to avoid close proximity, Zhong Wu Sheng, who had difficult legs in the past, used more whipping legs.

He flanked his whip leg, the young man bent his elbow down, his palm blocked while smoothly going down a sticky area, the force in the third direction, took away Zhong Wusheng's center of gravity, making his upper body move forward a clasp...

That's it, they're close.

In the blink of an eye, a Japanese punch was thrown in the chest.

More than a dozen fists.

Zhong Wusheng lived in less than half. The body was continuously ejected until it was near the door.

The young man retreated and quit. Zhong Wusheng shaken his body slightly, lowered his head and overflowed with blood at the corner of his lip.

“This punch is heartbroken. Is that it?” Ling Xiao asks Xu Tiansheng.

“Jun Man, come on.” There are also voices coming from upstairs, and there are a lot of satisfied young people who have drunk up their figure and will move forward again.

Xu Tingsheng hurried up and walked to Zhong Wusheng, reaching out to help him, "Brother Zhong, how can you go? If that's okay, we'll go back today. ”

Zhong Wusheng smiled and patted Xu Tiansheng on the shoulder. He said: "You forgot what I said before. My biggest skill is not to beat people, but to carry them. He carried it out alive for four years. Nothing...”

“I'll try again.” Zhong Wusheng shouted, both to Xu Tinsheng and to his opponent, upstairs and downstairs watching people.

Again.

“Jun Man, take it easy.” Ling Xiao said aside.

Zhong Wusheng said: "No, I won't be strong, but don't let go later. I happen to have learned something from others in the past few years, I don't know if it's true or false, and I haven't used it. I think I've come across authentic statesmanship today, I want to take this opportunity to try it... I can't hold it in my beginner's training, so don't take it. ”

Young man applauding, "Fortunately. I won't let go. ”

Zhong Wusheng caught everyone's attention, but the scene of the rematch… looks almost the same as just now.

Until once again, the young man across the street grabbed a chance to punch in the Japanese string, opened the way with a fist and flushed it in.

After eating once, Zhong Wusheng couldn't avoid or even stop, his left foot went backwards and forward, his right foot followed, one slip, he looked like a person, but only walked half a step, the second half of his strength lived and his body trembled with one of them, at the same time, his right fist twisted, from the chest abdomen of the middle plate, straight to the other side's middle door.

This fist is short, powerful, fast-paced, and gives you the feeling of being born and stopped.

The archery has the statement of the end of a strong crossbow. The crossbow comes from the force on the string and will fade as the distance travels away. It is also far more dangerous for a person to be hit by a leadball that has just left his hand than when it has started to trend downward,...

Zhong Wusheng gave the impression that the crossbow arrow was just not far from the string and was hitting the enemy at its strongest point.

This is a fist-for-fist fight, with both sides facing each other in the chest.

“Bang, bang, bang!” For a moment, Zhong Wusheng took two punches and one across the street... He had just been injured. Xu Tiansheng stood up for a moment and was ready to call a halt.

But back on the field was the other side.

Slip back half a step with your other toe grinding and stop fighting naturally.

Zhong Wusheng consistently followed suit. No, it was still half a step. It was as if he was just stubborn to repeat what he had just done, except to replace his right fist with his left fist.

Another punch.

The other hand made a mistake, but Zhong Wusheng's fist burst like a boulder. He slapped his hands back into his chest, clapping his hands and entering his chest.

The young man groaned, his upper body tried to lean forward to keep his body intact, and the two forefoot palms of the slippery floor were grinding the ground bluestone... “Squeak” and then retreat.

Zhong Wusheng went half a step further and switched back to right boxing out.

The other party bites his teeth and staggers his arms again...

“Pour it! If you fight it again, you'll be ruined...”

The sound came from upstairs. The battle has been settled.

Zhong Wusheng tried to retract his boxing.

The young man named Junwen also did not succeed, his arms just touched Zhong Wusheng fist, then he fell down, avoided most of his strength... as the voice upstairs said, he did not dare to harden again this time.

In fact, Xu Tinsheng hasn't really seen it yet. In his eyes, Zhong Wusheng's actions clearly look a lot more than the other party's rigid board. As for being beaten, naturally he also suffered more,...

But in any case, the situation on the scene has already yielded results: the other side is down and Zhong Wusheng is still standing.

Xu Tingsheng didn't have time to make a sound. Ling Xiao had just stood up and a slightly old figure came through the bamboo forest trail by the garden.

“Jun Man, don't move.” The young man, who seems not to be too young, walks fast and is ready to struggle to climb as he speaks out.

The young man dared not move again and lay down honestly.

Someone came to him, took a brief look, and then squatted down, reaching out to him and beating him continuously...

“Pfft!”

Finally, the young man named Junwen bled out, and the old man grew out of breath, slowly lifting him up.

“Half-step punch break?” The old man said.

Zhong Wusheng caressed his chest and smiled bitterly with blood at the corner of his mouth. "Probably, but I don't really know... I just learned it from others by accident in the previous years, and practiced it for a few years when it was all right... with all my strength. See, smile. ”

“Alone? You know, you almost got rid of Jun Man.” The old man spoke loudly.

“So serious?! Well, how do I know?” Zhong Wusheng still smiled, slowing down, “I don't even know what number of roads this is, and I don't know how deep it is. Senior, since you have the wisdom eye, why don't you fight for me and see for yourself? ”

“... hum!” Fearing for his strength, the old man snorted cold and angry, but finally didn't catch Zhong Wusheng's sentence.

At this time, Zhong Wusheng himself had been shaken, so he gambled that the other party would not dare to fight him.

He's betting right.

Upstairs, he said, "Shaw, bring Xiao Shu upstairs for tea. ”