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

In the stands, the audience held their breath and fixed their eyes on the two people in the ring, not daring to breathe.

"Brother Lin, I have been looking forward to this match for a long time, and I will show my full strength."

Yu Yao cupped his hands, looked at Lin Qing and said solemnly.

Lin Qing nodded and clasped his fists in return: "I also hope to bring you the most exciting match."

Seeing that both sides were ready, the referee raised his hand and blew a long whistle.

As soon as the whistle sounded, Lin Qing moved first.

There was a burst of exclamation from the audience. You must know that Lin Qing never took the initiative to launch an offensive in the previous games.

I saw him driving a cloud of wind, his feet were flexible, although his speed was extremely fast, his lower body was extremely stable, and he came in front of Yu Yao in just one breath.

The violent burst of strength made him a little breathless, which is exactly the strength mastered by mud step training to Dacheng.

"Good come!"

Yu Yao's eyes lit up, and his right leg exploded instantly like a spring being crushed, heading straight for Lin Qing's chin in front of him.

Lin Qing's complexion remained unchanged, one hand pressed down on the knee, and the other hand slapped the calf, which is exactly the first shed and then the stroke in the eight methods of Tai Chi.

Resolving the opponent's kick, Lin Qing immediately leaned over, stretched his arms, twisted his ankles, his waist drove the torque of the body's rotation, like a flying wild goose, and slapped the opponent's pussy with his palm.

Zhaobao Taijiquan, No.90 style, finger crotch hammering!

The entire audience exclaimed, and subconsciously stood up.

This move is extremely stealthy, it is designed to hit the enemy in the next three ways, it can even be said to be vicious, it is hard to imagine that it is the Tai Chi that people think is like gymnastics.

Hitting someone in the next game, if you want to put it in a regular arena, you will have been called a foul long ago.

But Lin Qing didn't use much effort, after all, it was a competition, so he didn't hold back his strength.

Yu Yao turned pale in shock, knowing that now that he was entangled by Lin Qing, he was already at a disadvantage, and he must not continue to be pulled into bunt by Lin Qing.

On one side of his figure, the arm protecting his chest quickly pressed down to block the punch, and then he took two big leaps, and quickly opened the distance.

Lin Qing didn't give his opponent any respite, he stepped on the mud and walked vigorously, and immediately followed.

However, Yu Yao seemed to have expected that Lin Qing would not let go of his distance by relying on his seasoned sparring experience, and rushed towards his face with a fast jab with excellent concealment.

This punch was extremely fast, and Yu Yao was well prepared, it was almost unstoppable.

Lin Qing felt the wind of punches blowing towards his face, and his expression remained calm.

His mud step has been completed, even in the middle of running, he exerted all his strength, and his posture of holding the plate did not lose at all.

Facing the oncoming jab, Lin Qing slapped his right hand and wrapped around the opponent's arm.

Yu Yao's expression changed drastically, and he immediately threw a left fist, not wanting to be stuck by Lin Qing.

However, Lin Qing seemed to be waiting for this move, using both hands together, fighting each other left and right, and actually drew the opponent's arms to draw a circle.

This move is exactly the combination of strokes and presses in the eight methods of Tai Chi, repeated repeatedly, it actually cracked Yuyao's long-prepared killing move.

Seeing this, Yu Yao gritted his teeth, pulling into the distance was a knee bump.

He knew that when his arms were stuck to each other, it would be more difficult to break free, so he simply sent his body in, exchanging injuries for injuries.

However, Lin Qing didn't even give him this chance, hooked his feet and raised his knees, exerting all his strength.

Bang!

Both knees collided firmly.

There was a crisp sound, and the sharp pain of bone collision spread throughout the body.

Yu Yao's face turned pale, and his unbelievable pupils were filled with pain.

Fuck, this guy's knees are made of iron!

Chapter 34 Shed, Squeeze, Squeeze, and Press are all wrong, every trick and Tai Chi!

Military fighting skills have great requirements on muscles and bones, and there are even special combat trainings every day.

Yuyao was very confident about his knee bump until he met Lin Qing.

Like an egg hitting a bone, his entire right leg seemed to be split in two. The severe pain hit him, his complexion was pale, and fine beads of sweat were already oozing from his back.

Fortunately, his strong willpower allowed him to quickly return to action.

Both arms were stuck by Lin Qing, Yuyao had no choice but to head-butt again, exchanging injuries with the opponent again.

Lin Qing's eyes were slightly startled, and he didn't expect the other party to have another hand, so he pressed his palms together and pushed violently.

The two quickly separated, Yu Yao's figure was swaying, and the last hand supported the ring rope, so he could barely maintain his balance.

"Master Lin, have you practiced Shaolin's iron shirt?"

Yu Yao asked with a wry smile while hanging his right leg.

This leg has already lost feeling, if it is not for Lin Qing's efforts, it may have been useless.

Next, he could only fight Lin Qing with one leg.

Lin Qing scratched his head: "Almost, I'm sorry, Master Yu, I just sparred today, so I didn't accept it for a while."

Yu Yao shook his head and waved his hands: "Hey, the rules are dead, let's let go. I haven't met an opponent of your strength for a long time."

Afterwards, he put on a posture, as if he wanted to continue fighting.

Lin Qing straightened his expression and entered the state.

In the face of such an opponent, it is disrespectful to hold back.

This time, because of his numb right leg, Yuyao didn't rush to make a fast attack, and leaned against the ring rope to prevent the opponent from attacking the bottom.

Lin Qing made a short test first, and then rushed forward with a stride, showing his killer move, and slapped the opponent's ears with both palms.

This move is exactly the Tai Chi poisonous move before the change, Shuangfeng Piercing Ears!

Yu Yao's complexion changed drastically, and he raised his arms to protect his head.

After missing a hit, Lin Qing stepped forward and hit the opponent's lower abdomen with different moves.

In desperation, Yu Yao had no choice but to lift his swollen right leg to resist.

Attacking like a storm, he attacked his upper, middle and lower body without giving the opponent any chance to breathe.

The entire audience was already dumbfounded, not daring to take a breath.

Is this really something that can be seen in the competition?

Looking back at the previous few games, the original wonderful discussion seemed to have turned into a child's play.

Yu Yao gritted his teeth, and could only passively defend with his arms at his head.

But even so, he was still struggling and did not call out the three words I admit defeat.

Finally, Yu Yao, who was suffering from defense, caught Lin Qing's opening and punched him fiercely.

"Crack!!!"

Seeing the opponent dodging sideways, he knew that this was his only chance, so he used his last physical strength to punch the opponent fiercely.

Lin Qing retreated nimbly, defusing the opponent's moves with a stroke, and his foot was always as stable as Mount Tai.

"Damn, this is too damn exciting."

In the audience, someone uttered a foul language.

"That's awesome, two masters, come on!"

"I've already recorded this martial arts competition, and it will be posted on the Internet tomorrow!"

The two sides went back and forth, and the audience who watched it were hooked, saying that the ticket price was earned back.

Yuyao's eyes seemed to be on fire, as if he had forgotten that this was a friendly exchange, and his fists kept stabbing at the opponent like a storm.

All of a sudden, Lin Qing swung his palm outwards, exerting Tai Chi strength, and swung the heavy punch away.

He took half a step back, pressed down the opponent's heel punch with his right arm, and twisted his waist and abdomen tightly like a soft string.

Immediately afterwards, the strength of Lin Qing's sideways shoulder exploded instantly, driving his fist to hit the opponent's chest!

Move, block, beat!

The whole set of actions is done in one go!

Yu Yao's pupils shrunk slightly, and he froze in place just as he was about to make a move. He mechanically moved his head, staring blankly at the fist that was only a few centimeters away from his chest.

Lin Qing's arm was still trembling slightly like a spear being swept out, which shows that Lin Qing's muscles were relaxed to the extreme!

The wind driven by that terrifying force pierced his chest like a needle, making his hair stand on end in shock, and cold sweat drenched his back.

The audience was dead silent!

"I lost, thank you Master Lin for staying."

Yu Yao said in a distraught manner.

He knew that if Lin Qing hadn't kept his hand, he might have flown out of the ring, and would spend the next year in a hospital bed.

Lin Qing made a closing gesture and breathed out a foul breath.

"It's worth resuming the discussion, thank you, Master Yu."

In this battle, he still has some shortcomings.

For example, the battle could have ended a long time ago, but because of the opponent's head hammer, it caused a moment of panic.

After all, this is just a duel, and staying in a deathmatch for a second or two is fatal.

In the stands, the audience all stood up, and roaring applause broke out.

The palms of their clapping were red, and they shouted happily, thanking the two for this visual feast.

"Master Lin is awesome, Master Lin is brave!"

"It's so handsome, Master Lin, can I be your fan?"

In the stands, a female college student clasped her hands into a trumpet and yelled loudly regardless of her image.

After all, Lin Qing was handsome, and after getting into the ring, his moves were so elegant, who wouldn't like such a man?

"Learn boxing, I want to learn Tai Chi! Master Lin, which martial arts gym are you in, I will sign up now!"

Unexpectedly, everyone was so enthusiastic, Lin Qing could only wave his hands and laugh awkwardly.

He wanted to step down, but was dragged into the ring by the host.

Only then did Lin Qing realize that this was the last match.

Director Chen led the two leaders to the arena, and handed a foam board with 20 bonus written on it to Lin Qing.

"Congratulations, Master Lin, this game has relieved all my depression for many years."

He hugged Lin Qing enthusiastically, and smiled happily.

This game proved that his persistence for many years was not wrong.

It's just that real martial arts practitioners are too rare, and they don't want to show their faces.

Immediately following the routine procedure, Lin Qing followed the leaders with an awkward smile, took a few photos with the foam board in his hand, and gave his acceptance speech.

By the time the process was over and the audience had left, it was already evening.

I have to say that Director Chen is really nice, and the prize money will be credited after the competition is over.

Lin Qing rejected Director Chen's kind invitation and invited Qin Lue to a restaurant.

After deducting the tax, Lin Qing now holds more than 20 yuan in assets, and his waist is almost stronger than a two-hour stake.

After an afternoon of consumption, he drank eight bowls of rice in a row.

Then the two drove to Xiheidui Village.

In the car, Lin Qing looked at the trophy in the back seat with a dazed expression.

A month ago, he was still a small dog who would collapse in the wind.

But now, he has become what people call a master of martial arts.

"It's all thanks to the properties panel."