Xue Baoqing, Xiao Shunzi and Zhao Jiayong rushed to Zhao Dahai and tried to help him up.
Zhao Dahai's mouth was bleeding, his face was pale, and he said with a painful expression: "Don't move, I may have a few broken ribs."
There was an uproar, and he kicked someone away in just one blow.
This skill was really impressive.
Yu Zhankui didn't even take off his coat at this time, as if he didn't need to take people like Zhao Dahai seriously.
He brushed off the dust on his satin mantle as if nothing had happened, and glanced at everyone with a sinister look.
"Okay!"
Ma Shihai was the first to shout, and the Ma family's helpers suddenly woke up and followed suit with loud noises and cheers.
The colleagues in the Beijing martial arts school remained silent.
Yu Zhankui was their public enemy.
Ever since this black fish spirit came to Beijing two years ago, there has been no peace in the martial arts world.
This guy spends all day playing, competing, and sparring.
He stepped on all the escort agencies and martial arts schools.
Yu Zhankui has real kung fu.
He can move his legs superbly in all directions.
He is as fast as lightning.
In addition, he is young and powerful and has excellent physical fitness.
He is considered a leader among the younger generation of martial arts students.
Although he is arrogant and domineering, he is stronger than himself in kung fu.
The people are also vain I wanted to ask for advice.
Mr.
Liu Kun, the coach of Beiying, "Big Gun Liu", once beat him by one and a half moves in Zhaquan.
He kowtowed to become his master that day, insisting on learning other people's tricks.
Of course, it didn't work out in the end.
Liu The old man also does not accept apprentices with bad conduct.
In the past few years, Yu Zhankui defeated the masters of more than a dozen martial arts schools and learned many new skills.
He also imitated others and opened martial arts schools to accept apprentices.
Each apprentice paid a tuition of two oceans per month, regardless of the three religions and nine schools. , you can pay for it.
Qitian Martial Arts Hall has gathered a bunch of scum in the martial arts world, and they are in a foul atmosphere all day long.
However, Yu Zhankui is so good at martial arts that no one can do anything to him.
I thought that a dark horse would appear today and teach this guy a lesson.
Who knows?
Still no match for him.
Just when he was disappointed, an old man stood up and hugged Yu Zhankui with a fist: "I'm here to learn some real skills."
The crowd became noisy again, and many people recognized this old man as Zhao Guochen, Zhao Dahai's master.
In his early years, Cullen had been an escort and never had any problems.
He had decades of experience in the Eagle Claw Kung Fu.
As soon as he made a move , I’m sure you’ll see some.
The meddlesome person immediately set up a gambling game, some betting on Zhankui, some betting on Zhao Jiochen.
Taoranting became so noisy that it almost became a gambling house.
Yu Zhankui glanced at Zhao Youchen coldly.
The old man was wearing a bun and was in good spirits, but after all, he was getting older and there was a trace of fatigue in his eyebrows.
"Okay, then I will use the Eagle Claw Kung Fu to compete with Senior Zhao."
Yu Zhankui still did not take off his mantle, and made a stance of the Eagle Claw Kung Fu, with an air of dignity.
Zhao Youchen couldn't help but get angry.
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This was obviously looking down on people.
He didn't plan to come to this occasion today.
As he gets older, he doesn't like to participate in the battles in the world.
Unfortunately, Zhao Dahai is his young apprentice and a distant relative.
He can't save face, so he comes to join in the fun.
It doesn't work.
Thinking that Zhao Dahai couldn't even pass a round in front of others, it would be unreasonable for the master to not come forward.
The weather had changed a bit, and a little north wind was blowing, but the enthusiasm of the spectators did not diminish at all, but became even higher.
Later, I heard someone said that the sales on the overpass that day were 50% lower than usual.
No one even visited the stall selling Dali Pills.
It's a joke, if there's a real one, who would pay to see a fake one?
Yu Zhankui and Zhao Guochen stood in the center of the field, looking at each other, both of them focused on each other.
This is how masters fight, if they don't move, they will kill, if they move, they will kill.
Suddenly, the figures of the two men swayed at the same time, and they hit each other in the blink of an eye.
As the saying goes, a layman only sees the excitement, while an expert sees the door.
This fierce fight, no matter whether it was an expert or an outsider, was all dumbfounded.
This is the master's trick.
The two men's movements were so fast that it was overwhelming.
You could only hear the wind in the clothes and the sound of fists and feet.
They were fighting from east to west, from west to south.
The judges let out bursts of cheers.
In the pavilion, the cellar was full of people.
On the stage fence and on the bare branches of trees, there were all people watching the excitement.
Chen Zikun stared intently at the moves of these two people, but another picture appeared in front of his eyes.
Under a golden plaque, he was practicing boxing and kicking in a orderly manner with his white-haired master.
Suddenly, Zhao Youchen retracted his figure, cupped his hands and said, "I lost."
After saying that, he turned around and walked away, with a slight stagger in his steps.
Yu Zhankui also withdrew his fists and feet.
He was breathless and his heart was not beating.
A smug smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he cupped his hands and said, "I accept."
Everyone looked at each other, they hadn't finished watching yet, why did they lose?
Several of Zhao Gouchen's disciples and grandsons gathered around, handed over handkerchiefs, and asked with concern: "Master, how are you doing?"
"It's okay."
Zhao Youchen took the handkerchief, covered his mouth and coughed, then quietly hid the handkerchief.
The sharp-eyed disciple saw that the handkerchief was stained with blood.
Master Zhao came here with an illness.
He had been suffering from a cough for many years, which occurred every winter and twelfth lunar month.
The fierce fight just now aroused the old illness.
If he continued to fight, his fate would be in Tao Ranting's hands.
"I'm getting old."
Zhao Youchen looked up to the sky and sighed.
Zhao Gouchen, who was famous in Kulun, was defeated.
The old and young people in the martial arts in the capital were all shocked and confused.
Could it be that Yu Zhankui was allowed to continue to be arrogant and domineering?
But they were so filled with righteous indignation that no one dared to stand up.
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Over the years, Yu Zhankui had frightened them all.
He could not count the number of people who died at the hands of Yu Zhankui in just a single slap.
Yu Zhankui was still wearing his black satin mandarin jacket, as if the robe and mandarin jacket would not affect his movements.
He defeated Zhao Guochen, and the reputation of Qitian Martial Arts School and Yu Zhankui became more famous, which he was happy to do.
Seen.
However, Ma Shihai was a little unhappy.
Today's competition seemed to be going in the wrong direction.
He originally wanted to take the opportunity to kill Chen Zikun, but why did it become Yu Zhankui's show?
Wasn't the five hundred yuan now in vain?
Yu Zhankui obviously did not forget the agreement he made with Ma Shihai.
He raised his fingers at Chen Zikun who had been watching: "Boy, if you kowtow three times, I will spare you."
Chen Zikun held his cheek, seemingly not hearing what Yu Zhankui said.
Yu Zhankui's two apprentices were angry.
Yan Zhiyong and Gong Chao shouted in unison: "Boy, master is talking to you."
Chen Zikun smiled at them, turned around and walked to Zhao Dahai, took out a dozen silver coins from his waist and gave them to Xiao Shunzi: "I'll go meet him and bet on me to win later."
"You can do it, even Master Zhao.
How can you beat him?
Brother Dahai is already like this.
If you get hurt again, we will be doomed."
Xiao Shunzi became anxious and grabbed Chen Zikun's arm.
Chen Zikun smiled and winked at them, "If you don't have diamonds, you won't get porcelain work, just wait to get rich, buddy."
"Kunzi, be careful, Yu Zhankui is very cruel."
Zhao Dahai, bleeding from the corner of his mouth, grabbed Chen Zikun's hand and warned him.
"It's okay.
I know it well.
Brother Dahai, let's see how I can avenge you."
After Chen Zikun said that, he turned around and returned to the competition ground.
He hugged Yu Zhankui and said, "I'm here."
Yu Zhankui smiled evilly and said: "I heard that you are good at Sanshou Kungfu.
I want to learn from you.
But I don't want people to say that I bully the juniors.
I'll just give you one hand and two feet.
If you can pick up my ten "Trick, even if you win, five hundred dollars will be yours, and I'll add this."
As he spoke, he took off an jade ring from his thumb, shook it and threw it into the tray of silver coins.
"OK" is just one word for Chen Zikun.
"I've increased the bet, you can increase the bet too.
I don't think it's better than this.
There will inevitably be damage in the competition.
Let's sign a life and death document and ask the men present to be witnesses.
This will also avoid the trouble of lawsuits.
What do you think?"
"OK" is still the same word for Chen Zikun.
He promised so readily, but it made Yu Zhankui feel like he had failed.
Is this kid really stupid or pretending to be stupid?
Zhao Dahai and Zhao Gouchen both lost, he can win.
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The onlookers were also surprised, thinking that Chen Zikun was crazy for being so careful.
"Maybe I have never seen so much money, and my mind is filled with phlegm, and I am crazy."
Someone said.
"He is no match for Mr.
Kui.
Look, he will be killed within five moves."
Someone echoed.
"Why don't you use five moves?
You will definitely win or lose within three moves."
Someone else said this.
There was a tall young man with narrow shoulders and a thin waist.
He was wearing a large cotton-padded jacket and a cotton hat.
He stood quietly in the crowd.
When he saw Chen Zikun agreeing to sign the life and death document, he immediately frowned and muttered: "You are looking for death."
An An secretly reached into his arms and pinched a money dart.
Ma Shihai and the boys from the Ma family nodded frequently, feeling proud, as if they had seen Chen Zikun die on the spot.
Xu Guodong hesitated for a while, but still didn't say anything.
As the head of the outer city police station, he should have stopped this kind of private fight, but he came today with selfish motives.
If Chen Zikun was brave and foolhardy, then he would be safe.
He is of no use.
Only a good man with both wisdom and courage is worthy of being my personal bodyguard, Xu Guodong.
The sun was obscured by thick clouds, and the sky was dimmer than before.
"Maybe it's going to snow."
Some older people said.
Chen Zikun was already standing in the center of the field.
Unlike Yu Zhankui, who had taken off his cotton-padded jacket, he wore a single cloth jacket on top, yellow woolen breeches on the bottom, and leather shoes.
He was tall and had long legs.
An insider would take a look at it and say, "This guy's leg skills are definitely good."
There is a saying in the martial arts world: South Fist and North Kick.
Northern boxing has many routines in kicking.
The hands are two doors, and you rely solely on your feet to hit people.
You have four hands to bounce your legs.
People and ghosts are worried when they see it.
Yu Zhankui's kung fu is good at punching and kicking.
Judging by his accent and figure, this young man is obviously from the north, and he is so tall.
When he was learning martial arts, his master must have deliberately strengthened his legs.
Looking at the venue, the two people have already formed a stance.
"please" "please" As soon as he finished speaking, Yu Zhankui had already stepped forward.
He did not relax his vigilance because the opponent was a junior.
Although he gave up one hand and only used his left hand to attack, he was still extremely fierce.
There was a bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang.
After being hit with several attacks, he was beaten back and forth, unable to fight back at all.
"Master Kui, good work!"
Ma Laoer took the lead and clapped his hands fiercely, and a bunch of idle men also cheered.
The martial arts friends were secretly surprised.
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Although this kid was beaten back more than ten steps, his steps were not disturbed at all.
He was clearly following the path of the iron horse and the hard bridge in Nanquan
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