Li Yiru, who was chatting with Zhang Heng, suddenly changed his expression. He didn't have time to say hello to Zhang Heng, so he ran towards the old man. It looked like the old man looked very bad. He stomped his cane angrily and said tremblingly, "Xiao Ru, Help me out! I still don’t believe they dare to change the world!”
Zhang Heng watched everything secretly, turned around and told Zhang Xin and Yang Yang to follow him, then held their hands and followed everyone out of the villa.
I saw seven people standing in the yard of the villa community about ten meters away from the door of the villa. Except for an old man who was about the same age as Mr. Li, the rest of these people were all young adults in their twenties and thirties.
However, unlike the disciples in green shirts and cloth coats in front of Mr. Li, these people were all bare-chested, exposing their tendons, and their fists were tightly wrapped with strips of cloth. They were dressed in such a bold and uninhibited way. Zhang Heng immediately thought of the name of a foreign martial art—Muay Thai!
In front of these people, Li Jianguo was holding his nose angrily, his hands covered with blood.
"Old Wang, what do you mean?" Mr. Li's face was as dark as water, and he looked at the old man in front of him who was also gray-haired. "You are an old man who is not willing to give up even when you are about to die. You still want to prove your new Muay Thai skills." Are we, the White Apes, strong with our arms and fists?”
"Hey, there's nothing I can do about it. Who keeps you huddled at home all the time? I couldn't compete with you, so I had to take advantage of your eightieth birthday to come." The old man known as Lao Wang chuckled, a little fondly. He touched the hair of the Muay Thai boxers around him and said, "These children are all abandoned children that I spent more than ten years adopting from Thailand. I let them train my improved new Muay Thai day and night, just to defeat your Bai Yutong." Arm boxing, let you know that my new Muay Thai is invincible in boxing!”
"You old man, why are you doing this..." Mr. Li sighed, "There is no strongest martial arts, only the strongest individual. Don't you still understand this wise saying?"
"I don't understand, why should I understand?" There was a hint of reminiscence and emotion in the old man's eyes, and he sneered, "I only know that as long as I use the disciples I trained to knock down all your disciples, I can prove my new skills. Muay Thai is better than your White Ape Arm Fist!”
"Fart, how can this kind of imported product from foreign countries be comparable to our ancient martial arts with a long history, you idiot who loves foreign things!" One of the young men in cloth coats suddenly cursed.
"Shut up, Wen'er, there is no room for you to interrupt here!" Mr. Li glared at the young man fiercely, and the young man immediately shrank his head and did not dare to speak.
"Hahaha, what about imported products from foreign countries? I want to create a martial arts method that can accommodate all the martial arts in the world and collect the essence of hundreds of schools of thought. How can the boundaries of the country stop me?" Lao Wang was not only not angry, but laughed. It seemed that He actually looked a little crazy.
"Typical symptoms of senile paranoia." Zhang Heng shook his head and murmured in a low voice while hiding in the crowd.
"Let's go. If you don't leave, I will call the police." After all, Mr. Li is old and doesn't like to fight and kill people, just like driving people away.
"Okay, you can call the police. The time it takes for the police to arrive is enough for my disciples to beat all your disciples down. Are you sure you want to do this?"
"you… "
"In that case, let me teach you your new Muay Thai, Senior Wang!" Just when Mr. Li was hesitant, one of the middle-aged men in his forties walked out directly and raised his hand to the opponent, "Senior Wang , do you still recognize me?"
"I know you. More than ten years ago, you injured my eldest disciple and lost one of his legs." The old man surnamed Wang narrowed his eyes, and a cold light suddenly appeared in his eyes, "Today is the moment for me to avenge my eldest disciple, Ba Song, go deal with him!"
"Yes!" A young man in his twenties walked out of the team, clenched his fist, and looked at the middle-aged man naked, "I will break your skull with my elbow!"
"Hmph, I want to learn from you and see how much your new Muay Thai has improved over the years!" The middle-aged man sneered, leaning his body slightly, pressing his chassis down, and assuming a defensive starting position.
The young man known as Basong tightened the cloth wrapped around his hand, suddenly shook his feet, and pressed towards the opponent at an extremely fast speed!
Suddenly, the physical collision between the two people sounded like a drum, causing the people around them to scream in surprise!
"That's great, it turns out there are real martial arts masters in the world!" Zhang Xin stuck her head out from behind Zhang Heng and said excitedly, "Brother, are you as good as anyone else?"
"I can hit ten." Zhang Heng returned his hand and pushed his sister's head back.
But Zhang Heng did not expect that his words would be heard by the other party. The old man who came to provoke him glared at Zhang Heng fiercely, and then turned away.
But Mr. Li and Li Jianguo, who were surrounded by everyone, looked very unhappy. A waiter brought a towel and put it on Li Jianguo's nose, barely stopping the nosebleed. "Damn it, Wang Shengkang is so crazy. Dad, let's call the police!"
"Fart! This is a matter for our martial arts community. What does it have to do with the police?" Mr. Li glared at Li Jianguo. Although Li Jianguo had great power outside, he could only endure it in front of his father.
"But boxing is afraid of young people. Xiao He is not young anymore. He has long passed the peak of physical fitness. The opponent's Bassong fist dances like a wind. Xiao He may not be a match!" Li Jianguo said anxiously.
"It doesn't matter. Muay Thai has a fierce offensive and focuses on knocking down the opponent with one blow. However, it focuses too much on all-out attack, too few clever strikes, and there is no wrestling. Our boxing style focuses on defense. Brother He will be fine." At this time, a man in blue shirt in his thirties said.
But just as the two were talking, there was only a hoarse scream. The middle-aged man named Xiao He was hit by Basong with an elbow on the Tianling Cap. A large amount of blood flowed out like a pillar, and he fell to the ground with his head covered. , completely unable to get up!
But that Basong didn't stop. Instead, he stepped hard on the middle-aged man's leg, trying to destroy one of his legs!
"stop!"
Everyone was shocked, and the six green-shirted disciples in front of Mr. Li immediately rushed forward to stop the opponent. Seeing the opponent swarming forward, the six Muay Thai boxers who came to challenge them also immediately kicked their feet and rushed forward with a swish. !
Suddenly, the two parties were in a complete struggle!
Zhang Heng frowned. In his opinion, Mr. Li’s disciple’s White Ape Thread Arm Fist was indeed superb, but it was not strong enough. Muay Thai is a naturally aggressive martial art, using the hardest part of the human body to attack the opponent’s body. Weakness, a little carelessness can cause serious casualties!
The movements of White Ape Tongjiquan are refined, and the wisdom of many generations has been condensed here. It can be said to be a health-preserving boxing method that is not inferior to Tai Chi. Muay Thai is a martial art that constantly squeezes the body's potential. Most practitioners will not live past the age of forty. .
If the two are comparing who is better at maintaining health, then Baiyuntong Arm Boxing can indeed blow the shit out of Muay Thai. However, if it is purely about combat effectiveness, then the combat effectiveness of Baiyundong Arm Boxing is really not as good as Muay Thai, which is full of life-seeking skills.
Sure enough, the two sides were fighting each other, but within half a minute the disciples on Mr. Li's side were defeated. On the other side, all of them looked fierce, with blood shining in their eyes. These Muay Thai disciples were all desperadoes who had seen blood!
No wonder the combat capabilities of both sides are not at the same level at all!
Even after these enemies knocked down their opponents, bloodthirsty eyes flashed. Bassong, the first one to stand up, even set his sights on Mr. Li at the front of the crowd!
"Grandpa, let's go!" Li Yiru on the side felt something was wrong, and quickly stepped in front of Mr. Li. Almost at the same time, Basong roared, stepped down, and rushed towards Li Yiru like lightning!
"Danger!"
Mr. Li was shocked and immediately wanted to push Li Yiru away. Although he was once a master of Chinese martial arts, now at the age of eighty, he could not even push away a weak woman. At this time, his face showed a look of sadness and regret!
At this critical moment, a flash of light flashed before Zhang Heng's eyes, as if he was teleporting in front of Li Yiru. At the same time, he raised his right leg high like a giant axe, and then slashed it down!
Blood surges!