"Dragon Snake Combined Attack? What kind of kung fu is this? I have only seen Xiong Ying combined form in Xingyiquan. Where did Dragon Snake Combined Attack come from?" Hearing Yan Yuanyi's words, Liu Mubai was stunned for a moment, as if he was searching for everything in his head. Martial arts information, I only said it after confirming that there is no such move in the boxing methods I know.
"Of course you don't know, because this set of martial arts should have taken shape fifteen years ago, I just have a little impression. I think this set of martial arts should have been established and perfected." Yan Yuanyi, a woman His eyes flickered, as if caught in the memories of more than ten years ago.
"Who created it? Do you know this person?" Liu Mubai raised his head and raised his eyes to look at the young woman in white clothes in front of him.
"You know Tangmen, a large-scale gang organized by overseas Chinese." Yan Yuanyi pinched a hair on her face, and this movement showed a unique temperament, like hot spring water, with a natural feeling Feel.
"I know, this is a large-scale gang established in the 1970s and 1980s. It was originally called the Chinatown Alliance. After 2000, it was renamed the Tangmen. Over the years, it has developed into a super-large organization that is almost comparable to the Hongmen. However, the international voice is not How good, it is listed as a terrorist organization by the United States. Hasn’t there been a large-scale armed conflict with the government forces in Indonesia recently? I heard that some people from the Sixth Army have already conducted secret negotiations with the senior leaders of the Tang Sect. The day before yesterday, I also heard that during the selection competition in the gymnasium, Zhao Guangrong, the president of the Nanyang Tangmen Martial Arts Association, came over and competed with a martial artist invited by Liao Junhua."
Liu Mubai spoke as if reciting a book, sitting still, each word spit out like machine gun bullets from his throat.
"Okay, okay, Liu Mubai, I know the history of the Tang Sect ten thousand times better than you, so you don't need to memorize the information in front of me." Yan Yuanyi said, "I just want to tell you that the kung fu of Dragon Snake Combined Strike is the current one. The chief creator of the Tang Sect, like me, is a woman."
"The Sixth Army has always been responsible for some associations of overseas Chinese. We don't know some specific information. As for who the leader of the Tang Sect is, I don't want to know. I'm here today to share with you this time. I have experienced martial arts competitions. After all, the other party is the martial arts instructor of the fangs, I am the martial arts instructor of the sword, and you are the instructor of Changfeng. The three of us have always fought openly and secretly, but the fangs have a solid foundation, but these years, Excellent fighters are seriously aging, there is no fresh blood, and there is no outstanding instructor, so they have been photographed behind us. I think if this continues, the higher-ups may consider revoking the designation of this unit. But now they have trained An outstanding master, this has to be said, is very competitive to us. You know, our three aces have a comprehensive quality competition every year, and if they fail for three consecutive years, the title will be revoked."
Liu Mubai sat still, speaking with a serious expression.
"Besides, I have no doubts about women's abilities. Back then, Wing Chun wasn't invented by women."
It turns out that this Yan Yuanyi is actually the instructor of the "Changfeng" unit, which ranks first among the three major special forces! It turned out to be a woman!
"Oh, I thought you always had opinions on me." Yan Yuanyi raised his eyebrows and raised his hand slightly.
"If you are interested, meet that opponent named Wang Chao. This man's martial arts are unfathomable. Only by knowing yourself and the enemy can you be victorious in every battle. I shot a gun yesterday and lost a hand, and I will get it back sooner or later. Let's study Study this opponent, so as not to encounter it in time, you will be caught off guard." Liu Mubai looked at Yan Yuanyi, and as he spoke, there was a hint of a smile that was not a smile.
"No need. I know much more about the martial arts of the Tang Sect than you. You'd better practice your Yin Talisman Spear well, and ask that brat to get back the situation." Yan Yuanyi became cold: "It's late, You'd better go back early, I'm going to rest."
Seeing Yan Yuanyi's sudden eviction order, Liu Mubai didn't mind, and stood up straight at once: "I'm just letting you know that Wang Chao is now Liao Junhua's guest."
After seeing Liu Mubai leave, Yan Yuanyi narrowed his eyes and sneered: "Tang Zichen, you are really generous. It is not enough to stir up wind and rain abroad, and now you have sent people to infiltrate the domestic military system! When we were learning Kung Fu together, I I'm not as good as you. Ten years ago when the Tang Sect was fighting for power, I was not as good as you. Could it be that I'm not as good as you now that you have sent someone down? Unexpectedly, this little kid from Wang Chao is actually Tang Zichen's person. It's beyond me Unexpectedly. Even a master like Liu Mubai lost a hand with a spear, I really want to see how good the boxing skills are?"
After sneering, Yan Yuanyi chewed on Liu Mubai's words: "What? Zhao Guangrong is here too? He followed Tang Zichen wholeheartedly back then. What is he going to do when he comes to Beijing this time? Is it true that the Tang Sect really wants to infiltrate the domestic military system, or is it foreign? Having a hard time? Looking for a backer?"
"No! By the way, this time the Indonesian Tang Sect seems to have undergone large-scale changes. Zhao Guangrong has been entrenched in Indonesia for ten years. This time Tang Zichen may have moved his position. It seems that the form of the Tang Sect is also complicated. Very soon, I have to take some time to meet Zhao Guangrong."
Wang Chao got up from the sofa early the next morning, and Zhu Jia was still sleeping soundly in the room.
It didn't disturb Zhu Jia either. After washing up, Wang Chao was thinking about waiting for Zhu Jia's uncle and Liao Junhua's father to settle the issue of his files, and then go abroad swaggeringly after not being arrested by the fangs. On the other hand, he went downstairs and walked casually in this community, stretching his body.
The community where Zhu Jia lives is very large, but very quiet. The ground is so clean that it turns white. Outside there are patches of protective forests and man-made ponds the size of small lakes.
Moreover, this large residential area is not close to the road, and the sound of cars coming and going can't be heard at all.
The residential environment here is like the Tianxinghu community in S province, and the emphasis is on quietness amidst the hustle and bustle. The forest park model in the city, with elegant natural environment as its selling point.
Nearly a month has passed since the Spring Festival, and the weather is getting warmer. However, the morning in Beijing is still very cold before the sun rises, and a thin layer of ice is condensed in the pond. Although it is so cold, there are still scattered people in this community getting up to exercise, running and running , circling in circles, and punching. However, boxing is basically of the nature of playing tickets, and they are all soft 24-style Tai Chi flower racks.
After walking for a while, the sun slightly jumped out from the horizon. Wang Chao faced the sun and breathed a sigh of relief. Stand in Wuji pose, then take a step forward, stand in Baodan pose, put your left hand in front of your eyebrows, as if loose and loose, hook your five fingers together to form a five-star string, your right hand naturally hangs on the midline of your abdomen, turned outwards, and the palm is sunken. The bulging palm muscle is exactly the "wish-fulfilling seal" that Huo Linger put on when facing the challenge of Wang Hongji and Luo Xiaomeng.
However, compared with Huo Linger, the "wish-fulfilling seal" placed by Wang Chao has some inexplicable charm in the middle.
Facing the line of the sun, the golden sunlight shone on him, and reflected from his skin, making his whole body golden, just like the mighty Amitabha Buddha in the dark, full of power. May seal, to satisfy all the good wishes of all beings in the world.
This kind of action of drawing meaning from pictograms has been expressed to an unprecedented extreme in Wang Chao, and it is also the highest state of form, meaning and mind.
The shape and posture of the wish seal, and the artistic conception of satisfying all good wishes. Such a vast shape, such a vast artistic conception!
Facing the sun, Wang Chao didn't use any force at all and remained motionless, completely different from other pile methods. But when the sun rises and rotates, his body seems to be pulled by the power of the sun, like a cloud that rotates slightly, as if it is revolving around the sun by the rotation of the earth.
This pile is one of the highest secrets in the Tangmen Bagua boxing method created by him. It is based on the Baodan frame in Xingyi boxing, the five-star linking ball in the five-element boxing, Taijiquan Wuji frame, and yoga. The Ganges Mahamudra in the practice method, Yang's Taiji drawing power, the Dragon Stake in the combined attack of the dragon and the snake, the eight trigrams slamming the stele hand, and the ox tongue palm. Combine them together, extract the essence and remove the rough, combine your own experience, and synthesize Such a five-star Lianzhu wish-fulfilling shelf pile. It is also the most vigorous and violent start from scratch.
Wang Chao himself named this pile "Heart Printing Potential". The heart is connected with the heaven and the earth, with his own vitality, with all living beings, and with all good wishes. It is a fist frame as big as the void, the supreme way to see God.
It can be said that this boxing post is the summary and comprehension of all his martial arts, including his comprehension of walking for a year, and the sympathy for Tang Zichen who misses him so much.
"Young man, what kind of martial arts are you practicing? I saw you standing here, motionless for more than half an hour."
Just when Wang Chao felt the rotation of the ground under his feet and the two forces attracted by the sun in the sky, which were subtler than ants, and faintly felt, a voice rang in his ears.
"Practice indiscriminately, exercise and exercise."
Wang Chao faced the sun and said a word without looking back.
In fact, with his sensitivity, he had known for a long time that someone was watching him stand, and the person talking not far from him was an old man in his fifties, with slightly gray hair, but he was very energetic, and he seemed to be well received The maintenance and medical treatment, the appearance is much younger than the age. This form is evidence that a person's pampered status has been tried and tested.
But this person does not have any official authority and imposing manner. He talks casually, as if an old man from Beijing is chatting with you. .
"You are not practicing random moves. Although I don't know anything about martial arts, I can tell from the aura you stand here. You have a big, big, big aura. It seems that you can satisfy all your needs. The taste of someone's wish." The old man made gestures and smiled heartily, his voice was slow but resonant.
"Oh?" Wang Chao stopped his body, relaxed his posture, and looked at the old man who was talking not far away. There are absolutely no more than one hundred people in this world who can see the things contained in the middle of his shelf. It can be said that even a master like Liao Junhua, when he is standing on the shelf of the heart seal, he will never see the reason for it.
But the old man in front of him is in good health, but Wang Chao can feel that this person is full of energy and blood, but his muscles and bones are very messy. Obviously, he has not practiced kung fu, but he can see the hidden truth in it. meaning
Although the last time I was teaching Cao Jingjing Kung Fu in the park, Zhou Binglin peeked at him and came out to give pointers. The two sides had a bloody fight because of their fame, but today this old man does not know martial arts, so he is obviously not a famous practitioner. Besides, Wang Chao is no longer a martial artist who could not lose any reputation back then, so facing the old man's question, Wang Chao also answered in a leisurely manner in the form of chatting.
"I practice Baguazhang. Actually, it's just mediocre."
"Oh, Baguazhang? Baguazhang, I know a person named Li Jinshu who also practices Baguazhang." The old uncle thought for a while.
"Li Jinshu?" Wang Chao's eyelids twitched twice. This Li Jinshu was none other than Mr. Li's real name.
Just when Wang Chao was about to inquire further, two Hongqi cars drove in from a distance, stopped about a mile away from here, and then got out of the car. The guards trotted all the way to the old man.
"Young man, practice slowly." The old man greeted Wang Chao casually when he saw his guard coming. Walk to the inside of the Hongqi car outside.
"Good to go." Wang Chao greeted. Looking at the car going away: "The license plate Beijing AG6? Where is the brand? This old man seems to have a lot of history, but it has nothing to do with me. I am the King of the Mountain of Tangmen. I have gone abroad. Even the president of the country has nothing to do with me."
Wang Chao didn't care about this little episode in the morning.
Zhao Guangrong was very depressed.
"What kind of efficiency is it all about? It is said that the domestic army is strong, but it has been so long, and even the whereabouts of individuals have not been found?"
He lived in a luxurious hotel, roaring in his heart, but on the surface he remained majestic and calm, drinking tea and chatting with Lin Tingfeng and Jiang Hai master and apprentice.
He was well aware of the power of Wang Chao and Tang Zichen, and it was a desperate trip back and forth this time, but he never thought that Wu Wenhui and his gang still failed to catch Wang Chao, and instead he fought a lunatic with surprisingly high martial arts skills, Ba Liming. He almost lost the fight, which added to the annoyance in his heart.
"Old Zhao, are you thinking of arresting Wang Chao? Don't worry, he can't run away. He was not caught in the gymnasium yesterday. It was his luck. General Wu has already set up a net to wait for him." Lin Tingfeng See through Zhao Guangrong's mind.
"It doesn't matter, I can wait for two days." Zhao Guangrong forced a smile.
While talking, the door suddenly opened without a sound, and a person walked in!
"who!"
Zhao Guangrong and Lin Tingfeng and Jiang Hai all turned their heads, terrified.
With their hearing and insight, after the door was opened, people came in and found out, if this doesn't frighten them
The person who came in was all wearing snow-white and spotless ski jackets, with a slender figure and steps as light as clouds. A burst of fragrance blows into people's nose with the wind, it is the fragrance of a woman.
"Who are you?" Zhao Guangrong stood up and looked at the slender woman with almond eyes and peach cheeks who suddenly came in, wearing a white ski jacket. Although she was wearing modern clothes, there was something about this woman. The taste of the classical female swordsman is like Yue Nu and Hong Fu Nu.
"More than ten years have passed in a flash, Zhao Guangrong, you really don't recognize me." The woman in the white snow jacket raised her eyebrows, indicating that she smiled.
"You are..." Zhao Guangrong looked at this woman, puzzled for a long time, and then suddenly surprised: "You are Yan...? Why are you in China?"
"Back then I went abroad to study in middle school. Isn't it natural to return to China? But you can't even call me by name. Fortunately, my appearance has not changed much. Otherwise, you would have no image at all." Yan Yuanyi raised his eyebrows Picking up again, his face was still icy.
"What do you want to do?" Zhao Guangrong seemed to be very vigilant, stood up abruptly, staring at Yan Yuanyi's eyes with sparkling eyes, and with a wave of his hands, he even put on a fist pose like sitting on Jinluan!
"Oh, have you mastered your Taizu's Changquan? These eyes are much more dazzling than before. I don't know how much the current boxing method is different from Tang Zichen's?" Yan Yuanyi moved his body as if he was rolling on the ground while speaking. A gust of wind blew up, shook it, stepped on it so small that even the shadow could not be seen, put the four fingers of the right hand together, and stabbed Zhao Guangrong's temple like an Emei thorn.
Her four fingers are actually even. The middle finger, index finger, ring finger, and little finger are all the same length.
"Emei chasing wind bunt!" Zhao Guangrong's heart skipped a beat, he blocked with a divine fist, stepped on the Qixing posture, and tilted his head to avoid the chasing wind bunt.
Yan Yuanyi didn't relax, she pulled her hand down, like a breeze chasing after her, and pinched Zhao Guangrong's waist and kidneys, her hand was like a ghost, her fingernails popped out in the process of grabbing! Zheng! It makes a loud noise, which is more ferocious than the most vicious leopard's sharp claws.
If Bai Quanyi, the "white leopard", was present and saw Yan Yuanyi's probing claws chasing the wind, his jaw would drop to the ground in surprise.
Because Yan Yuanyi's fingernails retracted violently, the moment the nails popped out, there was a clanking sound, as if he was slamming a steel skin, and he had already reached the highest level of Leopard Fist, which is equivalent to stepping on the cloth.
"Not good!" Zhao Guangrong's heart skipped a beat, his waist and eyes were numb, he turned his hands and pulled all his strength towards his waist, just like an ancient person, tying the hem of his clothes to his belt.
This lazy untiing of clothes blocked the hand pinching his waist. Zhao Guangrong twisted his waist and turned sideways, throwing his hand outwards. His long arms were like a big iron whip, carrying a sharp wind, like a guillotine. Rushing over Yan Yuanyi's forehead.
"Okay, it really is lazy to tie up clothes and stand tall, and the ghost is busy even after throwing down the single whip." In the instant of fighting, Yan Yuanyi was able to speak!
Lazily tying up clothes and standing tall, the ghost is busy even after dropping a single whip!
Zhao Guangrong's Great Ancestor Chang Fist was indeed perfect. Under the attack of Yan Yuanyi's ghostly shadow, he was able to defuse the counterattack.
"Okay, stop fighting!" Yan Yuanyi went to the rack with one hand, raised his arms high in the simplest way, and caught Zhao Guangrong's ferocious whip. With a slight lift, the force was sent out, and his body did not move. He raised his head and said stop.
Zhao Guangrong also stopped, his face was very ugly.
In the two gestures just now, although he was not defeated or at a disadvantage, the opponent stopped when he called to stop, and he was still able to speak, obviously with ease.
Originally thought that his martial arts were rare in the world, and he was a top master, but Zhao Guangrong has been unlucky for the past year. He was defeated by Wang Chao first, and after returning to China, he met Baliming again and was almost killed. A Yan Yuanyi, understatement, beat him to the point that he couldn't gain any advantage with all his strength, which dealt a huge blow to his confidence.
For a moment, he was suddenly a little disheartened.
It makes such a master of Baodan feel disheartened. It can be said that misfortunes never come singly. Purely a matter of luck. Not to mention Wang Chao's martial arts, Bali Ming is the king of martial arts, and Yan Yuanyi is also the number one ace special long-style martial arts instructor. In less than a few months, it was Zhao Guangrong's own fault that he encountered this powerful man with infinite martial arts and far apart. If he didn't come to Beijing, nothing would happen.
"What the hell are you trying to do?"
"Don't worry, let's sit down and talk." Yan Yuanyi raised his forehead.