Pan Yunsheng's level is not so high, but looking at Zhang Cheng's unfathomable boxing skills, he was also stunned for a while.
This set of punches does look like the Wing Chun I just played, but when I looked closely, I found that there were many things that were a little different.
After all, in a harmonious society, martial arts are more often used for performance and display in addition to strengthening the body, so the main focus is on beauty and momentum.
But what Zhang Cheng is using now, although it seems to be a gentle movement, is actually a hidden killing machine, and there are countless backhands hidden behind each move, and the move is deadly, which is completely Chiguoguo's fighting technique, and he feels chills in his heart.
But Pan Yunsheng is a martial arts man, otherwise he would not have left hundreds of millions of family assets to learn martial arts.
Seeing such exquisite boxing skills, where could he still hold it, and greeted him with a loud shout.
"Watch out for the punches" Zhang Cheng still closed his eyes, and with only a little strength, he reached out and flicked the opponent's elbow lightly, and swung the punch away.
"Sure enough, it's a bit of an expectation, come again" Pan Yunsheng also became competitive, his body was short, and he stuck into Zhang Cheng's arms, pinching the phoenix eyes with his hand, leaving two afterimages and hitting Zhang Cheng's chest.
Pan Yunsheng was happy in his heart, Wing Chun is good at inching strength, Wing Chun is good at inching strength, in a short distance, the fist can also send out a lot of strength, as long as it is glued, it will be followed by a stormy combo.
But before he could be happy, he was shocked to find that his fist was like hitting cotton, and he didn't have any strength at all.
And Zhang Cheng's body was like a leaf, and he actually bent backwards in a strange arc, removing the impact of his fist.
Before Pan Yunsheng could react, Zhang Cheng's body bounced back violently, and his hands and feet came out together, attacking him.
He was immediately overwhelmed, and hurriedly blocked Zhang Cheng's fist, but he was kicked in the crook of his leg, standing unsteadily and half-kneeling on the ground.
"Ghost Feet" Pan Yunsheng's eyes were full of surprise, which is the nickname given to Wing Chun footwork by the martial arts world.
In the case of foreign boxing, the body is tilted first and the weight is shifted to the other foot to maintain balance.
But in actual combat, it is easy to be detected by the other party and take precautions in time.
When Wing Chun is used at the same time with the cooperation of the hands and feet, the body will not be tilted, but will lean forward, which makes people unguardable.
But this move is not easy to use, because if you are not careful, you will lose your center of gravity, and you may not hit the enemy yet, and you will fall first.
Therefore, without decades of hard training, it is impossible to skillfully use this trick.
But looking at Zhang Cheng's appearance, he is only about twenty, so it is impossible to start practicing since he beat his mother's womb But Pan Yunsheng was also a little angry in his heart, obviously so powerful, just now he said that he hadn't learned, he was a wild way, if you are all a wild way, then what am I Thinking of this, he stood up again without admitting defeat, no longer used Wing Chun, changed to Hung Fist, and attacked Zhang Cheng again.
"Huh" Zhang Cheng noticed that the opponent's move suddenly changed, his fingers were bent into claws, his fists were powerful, and he couldn't help but slowly open his eyes.
While carefully observing Pan Yunsheng's movements, he dodged left and right, allowing the other party to attack, and saw the move, but he did not fight back.
Hong Boxing is divided into many kinds, and Pan Yunsheng is now using Tiger Boxing, which is fierce and strong.
Zhang Cheng looked at it for a while, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and he had memorized and summarized a set of boxing techniques suitable for him in his mind.
Pan Yunsheng became more and more aggrieved the more he fought, Zhang Cheng was like a loach, slippery and hands-free, not attacking him at all, just blindly dodging with footwork, so angry that he was about to scold his mother.
But at this moment, Zhang Cheng's fist path also changed suddenly, his hands turned into claws, changed defense to offense, and grabbed Pan Yunsheng's chest.
"Fuck" Pan Yunsheng only felt a flicker in front of him, and then he felt a pain in his chest, and the whole person retreated more than a dozen steps in a row, and there was a surge of qi and blood in his chest, and he almost sat on the ground.
Zhang Cheng is just trying to recruit now, and he doesn't use his strength at all, otherwise it's hard to say whether Pan Yunsheng can catch his breath now.
After repelling the other party, Zhang Cheng did not stop, and in Pan Yunsheng's ghostly gaze, he beat the tiger fist again completely. is still the same as Wing Chun, the moves are subtle and awe-inspiring, and they are definitely not comparable to Pan Yunsheng's performative boxing skills.
When it came to the last move, Zhang Cheng suddenly felt something, shouted, and punched it out with all his strength.
Something strange happened, and I saw a strong wind appear in front of the fist, and it shot out with a screaming sound.
With a loud bang, the strong wind hit the wall of Pan Shi's house, dissipating invisibly, leaving a clearly visible paw print on the bluestone wall, and the stone chips flew.
"I rely on Guibo Qigong" "What is this?"
"Am I hallucinating?"
Everyone in the courtyard looked dumbfounded, stupidly looking at the stones scattered all over the ground.
Master Zhao's body was even stiffer, his expression was weird, his whole body was trembling, and he suddenly screamed madly after a few seconds.
"Fist intent is actually fist intent" The crazy scream woke up the person in the body, and Pan Shi saw that Master Zhao seemed to be crazy, his face was full of excitement and fanaticism, and he hurriedly stretched out his hand to grab him.
"What is the fist intent?"
Master Zhao finally calmed down a little, and said in a trembling voice: "The cultivation of boxing to the highest level, it is said that it can produce fist intent, which can be tangible and intangible, and hurt people in the air a hundred steps away I always thought it was just a legend, but I didn't expect to see it with my own eyes today."
Pan Shi was stunned, "Isn't this really something made up on TV?"
"Of course there is" Master Zhao was already so excited that he almost fainted, "Only if you have a deep understanding of boxing and completely match it, it is possible to have a punching intention, it sounds simple, but it is simply difficult to achieve this."
Ordinary people may not care, but he has studied martial arts for half his life, and he knows what it means to be able to condense his fist intent.
Legend has it that only those creators of ancient boxing techniques have been continuously studying and improving for decades, and finally it is possible to condense the fist intent, and there are only a few people who have left legends for hundreds of years.
For example, Zhang Sanfeng's Tai Chi strength and Huang Feihong's shadowless athlete's foot are exaggerated movies in the eyes of ordinary people, but the martial arts community believes that these are real.
These people, all of whom are obsessed with martial arts, devoted their whole lives to become Taishan Beidou in the martial arts world, and are still widely praised today.
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But this kid in front of him Master Zhao looked at Zhang Cheng tremblingly, and his whole body trembled as if he had Parkinson's
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