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Chapter 311 Fighting with Kung Fu of Traditional Martial Arts

Chapter 311 Fighting With Traditional Martial Arts Kung Fu

Coupled with decades of daily training, the straight punch of many heavy gunners can reach more than [-] kilograms.

Usually in a boxing match, the opponent is hit on the head by such a heavy punch, basically a direct KO, ending the match.

Of course, during boxing matches, gloves are always worn as protection.

Otherwise, if there are no bandages or gloves on the hands, a punch with a force of more than 200 kilograms will hit the head, which can easily cause death.

When the time comes to make an appointment with Li Pengfei, it is best to wear gloves, otherwise it will be troublesome if someone dies. After all, this is a society ruled by law, and Wang Yu does not want to spend the Lantern Festival in the detention center.

Many times, Wang Yu always has the illusion that Chinese New Year is not as festive as it was when he was a child.

When I grow up, I will not be as carefree as when I was a child, nor will I be happy for several days because of the ten yuan New Year's money. Of course, I will not be bored enough to fry cow dung...

When the bell rang at 12 o'clock, the originally quiet streets and alleys suddenly rang out one after another with the sound of New Year's firecrackers.

Wang Yu and Xu Tongyao sat by the window sill, eating delicious dumplings on New Year's Eve, and watching the gorgeous fireworks outside the window.

The new year has arrived, and it also heralds that Wang Yu's wonderful life will start again.

Wang Yu's grandparents and second uncle live in the countryside. Originally, the family would go back to the countryside to celebrate the New Year. After all, there are more people and it is more lively.

But this year, Xu Tongyao was here. In order to avoid her embarrassment, Xu's father and Xu's mother decided to live in their own home.

A family of four happily ate the New Year's Eve dinner, and then nestled on the sofa complaining about the Spring Festival Gala. This should be the norm for most families.

During the Spring Festival in the city, there is really no excitement at all, but it looks extremely deserted, all the shops are closed, and no pedestrians can be seen on the street.

Wang Yu and Xu Tongyao spent the whole night complaining about the Spring Festival Gala, and the New Year greeting messages on their mobile phones never stopped.

Early the next morning, the two packed their things and drove to Tianjin.

Originally, Wang Yu thought that Xu Tongyao's house was very lively. After all, the old man had three sons, but when they arrived in Tianjin, they found that the villa was extremely deserted.

Seeing Wang Yu's doubts, Mother Xu explained with a smile:
"Both Uncle Tong Yao and Third Uncle haven't come back, so the house seems deserted."

"Hmph, leave them alone."

Xu Zhongguo snorted coldly, and then waved to Wang Yu. After he sat down, the old man asked calmly:

"I've heard about your appointment with someone. Originally, this kind of thing was totally unnecessary, but since you have stood up, you have to win beautifully."

"You can rest assured! Beating him is like playing with him."

Wang Yu waved his hand and said confidently.

Xu Zhongguo shook his head and explained:

"What I mean is, since you represent traditional martial arts, you must use traditional martial arts skills when making an appointment. Otherwise, if you win with modern fighting techniques, what is that like?"

These words immediately stunned Wang Yu. The old man was right. If he beat Li Pengfei with free kicks during the appointment, what would he prove?
Prove that his kickboxing skills are better than Li Pengfei?
The point is, he doesn't know traditional martial arts moves now, if he insists, half-step Bengquan counts as one.

But the half-step Bengquan Wang Yu himself has only learned superficially, what if he loses control of his strength and beats Li Pengfei to death with one punch!
"That's why you young people are just too reckless, and you don't care about anything when your head gets hot."

Xu Zhongguo picked up the tea, took a sip, and continued:

"But it's not too late, there are still fourteen or five days before your appointment. During this time, I will teach you a few moves of Wing Chun's close-fitting bunt. I don't ask you to practice the essence, as long as you have a shelf."

The core of Yongchun Boxing is Cunjin, which cannot be achieved without decades of hard work.

Xu Zhongguo, who is a master of Wing Chun, certainly knows this truth, but he is not worried about Wang Yu. This kid's abnormal physical fitness can exert his power even if he doesn't use an inch of strength.

After lunch, Wang Yu was dragged by Xu Zhongguo to the practice room.

The practice room is not big, only a dozen square meters, and there is only a wooden dummy in the empty room. Seeing this scene, Wang Yu immediately remembered the movie "Ip Man" he had seen in the previous world.

Walking quickly to the wooden dummy, Wang Yu imitated the memory in his mind and quickly hit the wooden dummy with both hands.

Before hitting him a few times, Wang Yu received a slap on the back of the head, and when he turned his head, he saw Xu Zhongguo's angry old face.

"What the hell were you hitting just now? Of the dozens of punches you punched just now, more than half of them were useless moves that didn't make any sense."

Wang Yu shrank his neck and stood obediently aside. Seeing him like this, Xu Zhongguo coughed twice and said seriously:

"Boy, you have to remember that the moves of any school are not fixed. For example, the starting moves need to be adjusted on the spot in different environments and against different opponents.

My master once said a word, as long as you can kill people, that is good skill. "

"Due to various experiences in the early years, my moves are different from other Wing Chun disciples. Now I will teach you a few moves of my close-quarters bunt."

Many people don't know that Wing Chun is the only traditional martial art widely accepted by countries all over the world, and it has become a compulsory melee combat skill for special forces or agents in many countries.

It's just that the Wing Chun in the army is different from the traditional Wing Chun. The army has abandoned the inch strength and pile method, etc., economically learns the moves of close-fitting bunt, and optimizes and improves them to make them more suitable for the army.

Because of Xu Zhongguo's life experience, he has fought with beasts and taught in the army, so his Wing Chun is more like a perfect combination of tradition and modern army.

It not only retains the core strength, but also takes into account the quick control of the enemy, killing with one blow.

After the two practiced several times, Wang Yu found that after Xu Zhongguo got close to him, he used both elbows and shoulders, and his moves could not leave his throat.

If it is a life-and-death fight, you only need to use an inch of strength to crush the opponent's throat, achieving the effect of killing with one blow.

The most important thing is that Xu Zhongguo's punching speed is very fast, which is very similar to Bruce Lee's theory. When someone punches, he has already punched others five or six times in a row.

"call!"

Xu Zhongguo adjusted his breathing and sighed:
"Are you old? I've left all the moves to you. During this time, you can practice against the wooden dummy.

Remember, moves are dead, but people are alive. As long as you can use them flexibly, these moves are enough for you to use for a lifetime. "

In the following time, apart from eating and sleeping every day, Wang Yu stayed in the practice room and made wooden dummy posts.

"Bang bang bang!"

The sound of hitting wooden stakes at high speed echoed throughout the practice room from morning to night.

After Xu Zhongguo watched it for a day, he didn't dare to watch it again, he was afraid that if he continued to watch it, he would die of shame.

(End of this chapter)