Chuanwu: Going back to the village to show off?I add some martial arts to become a saint

"what do you think?"

The middle-aged man got up and began to move his body, the crackling sound of bones colliding.

"It's that simple?"

"Yes, it's that simple!"

Seeing that Lin Qing was extremely young, the middle-aged man shook his head secretly.

At this age, I think he is a young man who has never seen the world. After learning two tricks casually, he can fight an ordinary person and come to the competition.

Little do they know that there are people beyond people, and there is a sky beyond the sky. One hand in the ring will show his weak basic skills.

That being the case, then simply clear out this kind of weak chicken that affects the quality of watching the game in advance.

"Are you sure it's okay here?"

Lin Qing pointed to the conference hall full of tables and chairs to confirm again.

"Haha, of course, you can use your fists and kicks casually, and if you break something, I will be blamed!"

"it is good."

Lin Qing smiled and nodded when he heard the other party's promise.

Jue Guzi on the side sighed, silently took out the Dieda medicine wine in his bag, and was ready to enter the arena at any time.

In fact, this solution is quite reasonable. It can not only test the strength of the players, but also save time.

But it's a bit useless staff.

"drink!"

The middle-aged man let out a low growl full of anger, and performed the three-body pose in Xingyiquan.

The three-body posture is the most representative starting posture of Xingyiquan.

The so-called three bodies refer to heaven, earth and man, and the sky can be divided into sun, moon and stars, the earth can also be divided into water, fire and wind, and man has energy and spirit.

It looks like three bodies, but it evolves endlessly and lives endlessly.

"Cangzhou Xingyi Fist, Liu Yunqing, be careful, Your Excellency!"

The commotion between the two was not small, attracting many passers-by coming and going, including fighters of big and small boxers.

They looked at Lin Qing and Lin Qing with great interest. They had to say that the atmosphere of spreading martial arts had already ignited before the match started.

"Guess, who of these two will win?"

"I bet on that middle-aged master, his eyes look professional."

"I also think that his posture is very impressive, and the momentum will overwhelm you first, how do you fight?"

Everyone chatted and discussed, and almost everyone thought that Liu Yunqing could easily win.

"what's the situation?"

At this moment, a man who noticed the situation came over, with Zheng's Baji's work permit hanging on his chest.

The female staff member told the whole story.

"Well, Yun Qing's method is not bad."

The Baji disciple nodded, thinking about whether he would just use this method for assessment when there were more martial arts enthusiasts.

Seeing Lin Qing who didn't raise his hand, he frowned: "What's the name of this young man?"

For some reason, he always felt a little familiar.

"He hasn't said yet."

The female staff member whispered.

Baji disciples stared at Lin Qing, feeling more and more wrong, so they were about to speak.

However, before he could speak, Liu Yunqing yelled loudly and rushed over with muddy steps.

I saw him sinking his shoulders and restraining his elbows, he shook his feet and punched a half-step punch.

Xingyiquan's aura is fierce and violent, and it pays attention to opening and closing, straight to the point, otherwise others would have been frightened by the aura and surrendered.

However, Lin Qing just turned his body slightly, pulled and pushed, and lost his strength in an instant.

Then he changed his palm with one hand, and along his arm, he hit Huanglong straight, pushing an old ape's hanging seal firmly to his chin.

Liu Yunqing only felt his eyes go dark, and then he was overturned by a huge force, and his body fell heavily on the table.

boom!

The wooden table couldn't bear it, and it collapsed into two halves.

The audience was silent, staring blankly at Lin Qing who was still standing there.

"ended?"

Isn't this speed too fast? !

Chapter 139 Top treatment, martial arts training in the gym!

The tourists who watched the excitement were stunned. Some people just took out their mobile phones and were about to record a video. This imposing middle-aged man was instantly KO.

It stands to reason that martial arts sparring shouldn't be full of artistic atmosphere like in movies, where you punch and kick each other back and forth, and you still shout all kinds of antique move names?

Why did this young man fly out just by simply pulling and pushing the strong man.

For a moment, everyone felt a strong sense of unreality.

However, only a real master can see that Lin Qing has just completed three movements in just two seconds.

These three movements can be simply referred to as receiving, transforming, and sending.

Of course, these three words are just literal meaning.

Lin Qing first caught the opponent's Bengquan, and then used Tai Chi's shed stroke to dissolve the strength of the fist, then immediately changed the palm with the simplest single, quickly transformed into Baguazhang, followed the trend, and hit the chin.

These three moves are actually the simplest Chuanwu Sanshou of all sects and sects in Chuanwu.

But if you want to connect them together smoothly, it is impossible to do it without a 30 to [-]-year martial arts foundation.

The contestants watching from the sidelines looked at Lin Qing deeply, they didn't expect that this young man turned out to be a master of masters.

A layman looks at form, an insider looks at meaning.

Although Liu Yunqing is only a staff member, even if he was replaced by a contestant, Lin Qing's "skillful" hand cannot be stopped.

Jue Guzi, who was waiting in battle, saw that the opponent smashed the table and fell to the ground in pain, so he rushed up immediately.

"Your jaw is dislocated, sit up straight against the wall!"

The Taoist doctor did his best to straighten the bones, and supported Liu Yunqing to sit down by the wall. Jue Guzi's dantian exerted force, pressed and pushed, and the condyle entered the joint fossa.

"Uh uh uh uh~"

Seeing Liu Yunqing struggling to get up, he said helplessly, "Don't talk for a while, go back and apply heat on both sides of your chin, and pay attention to rest."

Seeing this scene, Lin Qing suddenly felt a little embarrassed.

It's not that he didn't keep his hands. The position of the chin is the fatal point in free fighting, but in fact, in many schools of martial arts, it is only the most basic attacking part.

If you use a little force, let alone dislocate, I'm afraid Liu Yunqing will go into shock directly.

It stands to reason that he played the Old Ape Hanging Seal by himself, but in fact the way to break it is very simple, even just put the body into the opponent's arms to dissolve this move.

But Lin Qing still overestimated his opponent a little bit. He didn't expect that he didn't even have a defensive reaction, so he swallowed the palm abruptly.

"Well, can I compete?"

Lin Qing looked at the female staff member, her voice lowered a little.

Although he was wronged, after all he was dislocated and a wooden table was destroyed by himself, Lin Qing couldn't help but feel a little guilty.

"This this this..."

The female staff member was supposed to be hired temporarily, and she panicked for a while, not knowing what to do.

"Mr. Lin, please come with me."

The Baji disciple who was watching from the side immediately came over and said respectfully: "The vice president didn't know that you came so early. I wanted to finish my work before welcoming you in person. I'm really sorry."

When hearing this, the faces of the onlookers changed.

Good guy, could it be possible that this young man is a reinforcement from the Northern faction?

"Mr. Lin... I remember that the person who overthrew the presidents of the northern and southern factions was not surnamed Lin?"

I don't know who said such a sentence.

For a moment, the expressions of the contestants looking at Lin Qing changed instantly.

This martial arts exchange conference is worth seeing.

Lin Qing glanced at the work card on the other party's chest, which said Zheng Xue, the eighth-generation disciple of Zheng's Baji.

"I'm here to participate in the competition. I'm not interested in fighting with her. If you have anything to do, let's talk about it after the competition."

Although Lin Qing's voice was calm, sweat was already dripping from Zheng Xue's forehead.

He was also present in the battle with Zheng Kefu that day, and he knew exactly how terrifying this young man's strength was.

In addition to strength, even xinxing is unmatched by ordinary people.

For some reason, Zheng Xue always felt a lot of pressure when talking to Lin Qing.

"Okay, please come with me."

He made a gesture of invitation and took the lead to lead the way.

Since smashing the signboard of Zheng's Baji, Zheng Kefu has repeatedly emphasized that Lin Qing is their uncle.

Treat elders disrespectfully, according to Baji sect rules, they will all be expelled.

Although it is true that some disciples are dissatisfied, even the head of the school has been killed, and this dissatisfaction can only be suppressed in the stomach.

Following Zheng Xue on the elevator, the other party said:

"Mr. Lin, from the 11th floor to the 45th floor are all the contestants and staff of this tournament. Every time you go to the hotel on the second floor, there is a special buffet. All kinds of entertainment facilities, just swipe your entry card, all are free."

"So professional?"

Hearing what the other party said, Lin Qing was a little surprised.

He originally thought that the government only provided simple food, clothing, housing and transportation, but he didn't expect all kinds of facilities to be available.

This treatment is even more enjoyable than traveling.

Zheng Xue's face darkened, and he said: "It's all the sponsorship that the head has the cheek to get. This kind of martial arts conference should be the last."

Zheng Kefu's eight-pole talents withered away, all relying on Zheng Kefu's hard work to support him. After his death, it would be impossible to maintain the relationship with Zheng Wan alone.

At that time, not only Zheng's Baji, but even the Chuanwu Society will be hit hard.

After all, the Southern School is far away from Beijing, and the level of contact is also lower.

Under the leadership of Zheng Xue, three people and one dog sat on the 45th floor.

Zheng Wan seemed to do it on purpose, and arranged Jue Guzi and Lin Qing at the opposite door, and specially prepared an expensive suite, with huge floor-to-ceiling windows that could have a panoramic view of the center of the capital.

In the room, even expensive dog food and bowls are prepared.

"Tsk tsk tsk, Master Lin took advantage of you."

Jue Guzi joked on the side.

He has served as a medical soldier in several exchange conferences, and he knows that only leaders and key players who are invited to watch the game can stay in this kind of suite.

"All snacks and drinks in the room are free, you can use them as you like."

After finishing speaking, Zheng Xue bowed and left.

Jue Guzi hadn't slept all night, and was about to be overwhelmed, so he chatted a few more words and went back to his room to catch up on sleep.

There was only one person and one dog left in the huge suite, and the black panther was possessed by a hungry ghost, crazily eating high-end dog food.

Lin Qing fell headfirst on the big soft bed, looking out the window at the ants-like traffic.

Changing from a humble room to a five-star hotel, he was still a little uncomfortable with the temporary change.