The system takes me to pretend

Su Hao was taken aback.

He turned his head to look backward, and saw an old man walking out slowly accompanied by two men with steady steps.

This old man is full of military spirit. Even though his body is a little crooked, he has a mighty and unyielding tenacity. He is obviously a person who has come out of the military area.

The other two men are also extraordinary, and their strength is in the mid-innate stage. They are thick and muscular, and they are obviously battle-tested.

"Little brother, old Wei Sande, these are my two bodyguards, Long Yi and Long Er. I saw you practicing martial arts here earlier, and after watching for a while, I found that your boxing skills are extraordinary. This old man is very curious. I don't know what the little brother used What kind of boxing?" Wei Sande first introduced himself, and then asked with a smile.

He didn't directly ask Su Hao about the state of forgetting things and me. After all, it would easily arouse Su Hao's suspicion and make Su Hao wary.

Of course, it can also be said that he was really curious about Su Hao's boxing skills, so he wanted to learn about boxing skills first.

Seeing that Wei Sande's face was kind and there was no malice, Su Hao paused and said, "This is a fist that hurts the lungs!"

"Injury lung punch?" Wei Sande muttered to himself, always feeling very awkward.

"Could it be that the purpose of this punch is to hurt someone's lungs?"

"Almost." Su Hao nodded, without concealing his words: "This punch aims to use softness to overcome rigidity, and yin to overcome yang. When the punch is punched, there will be a feminine force mixed in. After hitting someone, it can make people breathe If it is damaged, it will be eroded by the soft and cold force in a short period of time, depriving people of their essence and yang."

"Conquer rigidity with softness, conquer yang with yin, this is Taijiquan, right?" Long Yi next to him was a little funny when he heard the words: "You kid, just say that Taijiquan is not enough, you have to do something that hurts the lungs, it sounds like It seems to be tall, but in fact it is half a catty."

Although he was very shocked by Su Hao's ability to enter the realm of forgetting things and me, but judging from Su Hao's previous words, this is just a bragging guy.

Wei Sande's complexion changed slightly, and he immediately reprimanded: "Long Yi, don't be rude!"

No matter what Su Hao said is true or not, Long Yi's attitude is wrong.

Long Yi hurriedly lowered his head, and muttered in a low voice: "In the first place, Taijiquan is the essence of Huaxia boxing, and it is not shameful to say it, so I have to do some other fancy things, making it seem like it would be embarrassing to use Taijiquan..."

"Huh?" Wei Sande turned to Long Yi, his eyes turned cold.

Long Yi quickly shut up, smiled awkwardly, and stopped talking.

"Little brother, my bodyguard is cheerful and outspoken. Please forgive me if I say something unpleasant." Wei Sande cupped his hands at Su Hao and smiled apologetically.

Long Er beside him frowned, opened his mouth, but finally stopped talking.

Wei Sande is the former chief instructor of the Haibei City Military District, and he is also a general-level officer. With such an identity, he would tremble three times when he said that he was in Haibei City. To talk to Su Hao so politely, in his opinion, it is a bit out of grade. .

"It's okay." Su Hao waved his hand, looked at Long Yi, and said lightly, "My Lung Injury Fist, although it has some shadows of Taijiquan, but it is fundamentally different from Taijiquan, it is an evolutionary version of Taijiquan .”

"Evolutionary version?" Long Yi was stunned for a moment, and said in a strange way: "At your age, I guess you don't even understand the mysteries of Taijiquan thoroughly. How dare you say that your boxing technique is the evolutionary version of Taijiquan?"

He practiced Taijiquan since he was a child, until today, he has just achieved a small success, the more he goes deep, the more he can understand the mystery of Taijiquan, and he even believes that Taijiquan is the first boxing method in China.

Su Hao is only in his early twenties, how much research can he do in Taijiquan?

Such boastful words really made him a little upset!
"Although I don't have a deep understanding of Taijiquan, I have mastered some of the essence of Taijiquan. Why can't I develop stronger boxing techniques on this basis?" Su Hao shrugged, neither humble nor overbearing.

He possesses the innate power of a peerless master. When he was learning Shangfeiquan, he had already turned some of the essence of Taijiquan into his own use.

"Arrogance!" Hearing these words, Long Yi's expression suddenly sank.

"Tai Chi is extensive and profound. Some martial arts masters have studied for half their lives before they have achieved a little success. You think highly of yourself, don't you?"

Wei Sande frowned more and more, he wanted to say something to stop Long Yi from speaking, but felt that what Long Yi said was not wrong, he didn't know how to intervene for a while, so he just kept silent.

"Some martial arts masters have only achieved a little success after studying for half their lives. It can only be said that they have studied Taijiquan in the wrong direction, their understanding is not comprehensive enough, or they are not suitable for learning Taijiquan. Who said that others can't do what they can't do?" Su Hao Rolled his eyes, very speechless.

"Some things depend on innate talent. Otherwise, why do some people practice for thousands of miles in one day, while others practice for dozens of days like a day?"

Long Yi's face turned red when he heard the words: "You...you are completely ostentatious, full of nonsense!"

"My brother has shown an amazing talent in martial arts since he was a child. He can learn any martial arts moves with ease in front of him. His peers can't catch up with him, and he is almost crushed. But with such a learning talent, he is only good at Tai Chi. He has learned [-]% to [-]% in boxing, if you measure it according to your so-called talent, then he has at least reached [-]% to [-]% in Taijiquan." On the side, Long Er interjected.

"Strength varies, and talent also varies. It can only be said that your brother's talent has not reached such a strong level, but only a little talent." Su Hao folded his hands on his chest, and said slowly.

Long Er's face darkened: "It's not good for young people to be too self-righteous!"

"Since you don't agree with me, then I have nothing to say. Why don't you have a real fight and prove it with your fists?" Su Hao said with a frivolous smile.

Before Long Er could speak, Long Yi twisted his neck directly, his eyes showed a stern look: "That's fine, young people are impetuous and arrogant, they should be taught a lesson!"

This guy named Su Hao in front of him is arrogant, arrogant, and boastful. If he doesn't give him some flair, he might be in trouble in the future.

"Long Yi, don't bully the weak!" Seeing that the atmosphere was not right, Wei Sande stopped him.

What he said was actually protecting Su Hao. Long Yi was a battle-tested innate mid-stage master, with such strength that he had almost no opponents in the same realm.

Asking him to compete with Su Hao is a bit of a bully. Although Su Hao can enter the realm of forgetting things and me, and has an extraordinary understanding of martial arts, he has watched Su Hao's strength carefully, and he is only in the early stages of innateness.

Long Yi in the mid-congenital stage beat Su Hao in the early congenital stage, what is the difference between this and crushing?
Su Hao waved his hand, and said lightly, "It's okay, if it's the late stage of congenital, I'll take it into consideration. As for the middle stage of congenital, it can still be resolved."

"It's unreasonable, don't blame me for bullying the small!" Long was furious.

He was born in a family of martial arts and has achieved countless achievements. How has he ever been so despised by a little brat?

"Don't say too much, fight if you want!" Su Hao stretched out his hand to make a move, without any panic.

He was about to try the power of the Lung Hurt Fist on a human body, so he took Long Yi as the subject of the experiment.

"Boy, that's what you said, don't blame me." With a fierce look in his eyes, Long clenched his fists and made a crackling sound.

Today, he had to let Su Hao know what it meant to speak out.

Seeing this, Wei Sande sighed and said no more.

Obviously, he also felt that Su Hao was a little too confident.

"call out!"

As soon as the curtain of the battle was drawn, Su Hao took the lead in making a move. He leaned forward, shaped like a swan fighting a rabbit, and looked like a cat catching a mouse. His punches were like flying snakes, flexible and changeable, and fast like the thunder of the tide. astonishing.

On the one hand, the dragon is as usual, his body relaxes from top to bottom, sinking to the soles of his feet, like loose but not sinking.

Taijiquan pays attention to the boxing style of using softness to overcome rigidity, alternating between fast and slow, and requires the practitioner's mind, breath, shape, and spirit to gradually become harmonious.

The moment Su Hao's fist came, he grabbed Su Hao's fist with his left hand and made a bow-like movement. Not only did he defuse the opponent's attack, but he also pulled him to him.

At the same time, the right hand that had been prepared for a long time was suddenly pushed out at this moment, intending to give Su Hao a hard blow with the leverage of Tai Chi.

Unexpectedly, the moment his right hand was pushed out, Su Hao's other hand was slightly bent, and with a slight gust of wind at the elbow, it directly hit his shoulder.

The elbow hit was like a mountain pressing down, and the huge force seemed to overwhelm the mountain, shaking Long Yi back several steps in succession.

"Damn it!" Feeling the sharp pain in his shoulder, Long Yi cursed secretly, apparently he did not expect Su Hao to react so quickly.

Just as he was about to fight back, he saw Su Hao jumping up from the spot, like a god descending from the earth, lightning flashed in his eyes, and his aura accumulated to its peak.

"Aotian's first punch: heart-damaging fist!"

After the sound of drinking fell, I saw a punch coming like a storm.

"What?" Long was shocked, and quickly stretched out his hand to block.

"boom!"

The formidable fist force was like a flood, and with the terrifying force of destruction, it directly knocked Long Yi back several meters away.

Long Er and Wei Sande, who watched this scene, were shocked. Long Yi, who was in the mid-innate stage, was suppressed by Su Hao in the early-stage innate?
"Damn it!" With Su Hao gaining the upper hand, Long Yi burst into anger, and a cold light flashed across his eyes.

I can see that his hands are endlessly changing, pulling on the top, transporting and transforming in the chest, storing in the legs, controlling in the waist, storing and then hair.

Suddenly, he expelled with a palm, wrapped the silk from the inside to the outside, and shot out a Tai Chi force, straight into the middle palace, and directly took Su Hao's vitals.

Facing this palm, Su Hao's eyes flickered, and he didn't dodge. Instead, he sent his strength from his spine, changing his steps with him, retracting is releasing, releasing is retracting.

Breaking and reconnecting, reciprocating must have folding.

Extremely soft, then extremely firm.

Can breathe, and then can cling.

"Aotian's Second Punch: Lung Hurt Fist!" He shouted in a low voice, his figure straightened, the punch was erratic, and a feminine force followed the fist towards Long Er's punching force.

"boom!"

The moment the two touched, the force of femininity directly eroded Ping Jin, and then hit Long Yi ruthlessly at a lightning speed.

"Wow!"

Long Yi was not thrown back at all, but stood on the spot, a mouthful of blood suddenly spewed out from his mouth, his lung qi was damaged, his breathing became extremely weak, and it was even difficult to carry on.

At the same time, most of the yang energy in his body was taken away by the feminine force, his face instantly became pale and bloodless, his lips turned purple, and his eyebrows were frozen, as if frozen, unable to move.

It wasn't until this scene appeared that Su Hao just stopped, and walked in front of him, with his hands behind his back, as if the superior looked down on the inferior.

"Martial arts master, I don't know how my lung hurting fist is?"