A Panda's Martial Arts

The short and fat monk who turned over and got up from the ground no longer looked contemptuously at Yamaguchi Xuangang.

Instead, there was a lingering solemnity.

"Break the gun into a fist, from bottom to top, your master's surname is Liu?"

"What's the surname Liu?"

Although he answered with his mouth, Yamaguchi Xuangang had already adjusted his posture.

That is the most basic and most stable "three battles" type in karate.

The ears of the spies heard the words, but that may be the enemy's old suspicions. Facing an opponent who can't figure out the details, the best choice is naturally to wait for the attack.

The torso of the logistics force is under the protection of a pair of iron fists, and the legs of the vanguard cavalry are also ready to charge at any time.

To advance can be attacked, and retreat can be defended.

At this moment, his body is a solid fortress, an unfallen city.

"The smell of the army... You really were taught by that Liu."

The chunky monk's face became more serious.

The huge force between the fingers even crushed the Buddha beads.

"You traitors..."

Throwing away the broken Buddhist beads, the chunky monk rushed over.

Facing the city defense line laid by Yamaguchi Xuangang.

"Ah……"

With a sneer, Yamaguchi Xuangang stepped forward to meet him.

Maybe he will be overthrown by this monk just now, but now he will never make the stupid mistake just now——

We must know that the army should not underestimate the enemy and rush forward when attacking. A successful general can stabilize the formation even during the march and assault.

The ashigaru in the formation stabbed out their sharp spears, which was the heavy punch that Yamaguchi Xuangang swung.

"His-"

The fist wind howled, and the monk's robe on the squat monk was forcibly torn apart.

But the dumpy monk himself avoided the blow.

"wrong……"

The heavy fist of Yamaguchi Xuangang flashed sideways, and the chunky monk shook his head.

"The things taught by the surname Liu have changed on you..."

"what?"

Yamaguchi Xuangang subconsciously punched out again.

But this time, the short and fat monk shrank back, stepped up and twisted his waist, and got to the side of Yamaguchi Xuangang.

"Your master never taught you that battlefield martial arts can't be compared with playground martial arts?"

"Varied……"

Before Shankou Xuangang could speak, a thick palm was already resting on his jaw.

"Alright..."

With a sigh, the chunky monk stepped forward.

"Today, Buddha will teach you for your master, how to fight Xingyiquan of our lineage!"

Bang!

Pressing his head with a thick palm, Yamaguchi Xuangang's head was thrown to the ground violently!

The solid wood floor was smashed to pieces, and blood flowed out along the broken pieces of wood. Looking at the half-dead Shankou Xuangang, the chunky monk took a deep breath.

Everyone knows that Xingyiquan was created by Shanxi military general Ji Jike in the Ming Dynasty. It has three branches, namely Hebei branch, Shanxi branch and Henan branch. , eagle, harrier, rooster, swallow, tiger, horse, bear, monkey, mackerel, and scorpion have twelve shapes, and Xingyi Quan was also powerful in those days.

But only a few people know that there are Yimai Xingyiquan practitioners who only practice the strength from the bottom up.

That line was left by Xue Dian Xue Guoxing, a genius from the Xingyi boxing line during the Republic of China.

"I didn't expect that you are not dead yet..."

Grasping Yamaguchi Xuangang's collar with one hand, the chunky monk seemed to see the shadow of another person in him.

The chunky monk gritted his teeth.

"Senior Brother Liu..."

130 Eight Chapters of Real Martial Arts

At the same time, Qiao Dong, who was far away in the zoo, was swiping his mobile phone to catch fish while going to work.

There is no work that needs him to do right now, and it is impossible for him to really stand by and wait——

As the elite among the elite, the strongest among humans, a member of a secret organization, and a person who shoulders the hope of human civilization, he feels that he has reasons and should improve his knowledge level anytime and anywhere.

And what he is learning recently is martial arts and fighting.

In the melee last time, he also recognized the panda's figure, but in his impression, no matter how strong the panda is, he can survive a few tricks with the panda——

After all, no matter how he said it, he had beaten the panda once, but what happened after being confronted by that panda for a second?

He said before that a panda looks like a Super Saiyan, but that was just a general description. Co-authoring this panda really turned into Kakarot?

Dazed, confused, indignant, dissatisfied.

The gap in combat power has widened too much, and the long-lost sense of urgency has returned to Qiao Dong. He must improve his actual combat level so that he can have a sense of security when facing the panda.

However, learning materials are not so easy to find.

Fighting information is easy to find, after all, there are competitions for this thing right now, and well-known boxers are not hesitant to share their experiences——

Although a little money is often charged, at least it is within the scope of what can be found.And there are a lot of materials about martial arts...

Just a lot, but not meant to be useful.

Compared with modern fighting, which is systematic and has a complete entry method and advanced direction, the information on martial arts is scattered——

Japanese and Korean martial arts are not bad. Japanese martial arts have a clear inheritance of genres, and Korean martial arts are simply created in modern times. However, only Chinese boxing methods are scattered.

Qiao Dong could only glimpse the reasons for all this from the scaly claws of history.

The real world is no different from fiction. There is never such a thing as the Five Sacred Sword Sect or the Tang Sect of the Beggar Gang. Except for well-known areas such as Shaolin and Wudang, most of the inheritance of martial arts has always been secret and small-scale, with associations and township parties as the organization. with.

As for why it is so hidden, this involves some historical issues.

Thinking back to the time when the Nanming was defeated and the Manchu Qing ruled the Central Plains, the army rampantly killed innocent people in order to eliminate the last resistance force of the Han people.

Facing the unstoppable military front, the bloody Han people had no choice but to hide among the people and form associations to practice martial arts, in order to drive out the Tartars one day and restore the country.

And these surviving Han warriors hidden among the people are the origin of martial arts in later generations.

It is also the origin of "huidaomen".

"Huimen", namely the well-known Tiandihui, Gelaohui, Paogehui, Hongmen, etc., are known for the associations of fellow villagers and clansmen to protect themselves, while "Taomen" gathers people together on the grounds of sects, such as "White Lotus Sect", "Wenxiangdao", etc. "And so on are among the famous factions.

At the very beginning, everyone practiced boxing and martial arts, and called each other brothers and sisters, hoping that one day they would reorganize the country like the Taizu Zhu Yuanzhang, who was born in Mingjiao, and there were many heroes among them.

But with the passage of time, these organizations that originally aimed to fight against the Qing Dynasty and restore the Ming Dynasty, and to drive out the Tartars as their mission, eventually changed their taste.

Perhaps there are still some insightful people among them who are struggling to preside over the overall situation in the precarious situation, but more people fail to resist the temptation——

Many sects have gradually turned into gangs that bully men and women, and many Taoist sects have simply forgotten the original intention of opposing the Qing Dynasty and restoring the Ming Dynasty. After the end of the Anti-Japanese War, when the new era began, they did not restrain themselves, but became more and more arrogant.

Then these law-breaking elements were iron-fisted. After receiving reports from the masses, the police from all walks of life came to the door and arrested and shot them one by one.

"Ah this..."

Qiao Dong, who was swiping his phone, couldn't say a word for a long time.

What he is looking at right now is a shooting record about Xue Dian, a well-known boxer in the Republic of China. It is said that Xue Dian, as a genius of the Xingyi boxing line, has practiced boxing to the level of "magic transformation"——

However, no matter how advanced the boxing skills were, he couldn't keep his head from getting sick. Later, Xue Dian didn't know why, and suddenly couldn't think about it, so he ran to believe in the illegal sect Wen Xiangdao, and even became the chief treasurer of Shanxi's general cabinet, responsible for preaching, and took the title of Emperor Guan.

Then there was no more, Xue Dian was surrounded by the yard by the police after the incident, a gun was set up on the wall and shot in, the whole person became a beehive at that time, no matter how unpredictable the kung fu was, it was useless, and he was shot dead on the spot .

"Uh..." After closing the webpage, Qiao Dong sighed silently.

This seems to be a bit different from the martial arts in his understanding.

But he also probably knows why the inheritance of Chinese boxing is so scattered——

Just because no one has tried to summarize this stuff at all.Occasionally, a few geniuses appearing can't solve any problems. After all, most of these people are from gangs or sects, and if they have a brain disease, they will die.

What's more, in the era of peace, it is no longer possible to gain a reputation by relying on skills in the troubled times of the past. In a peaceful era, people don't need martial arts to defend themselves. In addition, firearms are the simplest and most practical in this world, so no one will. Going to study martial arts and things like that.

Maybe there are still some people who are opening a shop to recruit apprentices, making them very prestigious, but most of them are just making money in the name of teaching martial arts, and they are not much different from pyramid sellers selling health care products in essence.

So, after studying history all afternoon, Qiao Dong had to admit that he didn't learn anything useful.

Without learning a single trick, the time in the afternoon disappeared.

"What the hell..."

Seeing that it was getting dark and it was time for dinner, Qiao Dong put away his phone.

Dazed, confused, angry, dissatisfied, so fucking angry.

How good it is to use it for muscle training in an afternoon, and the mechanical movements can also relax his mind. As a result, he concentrated on researching all afternoon and found out a bunch of these things?

No, you can't think about it carefully, the more you think about it, the more angry you get.

But when he was packing up and going to work the night shift after eating hot pot, something that made him even more angry happened.

"Friend, is your name Qiao Dong?"

As soon as he walked out of the gate of the zoo, Qiao Dong was stopped by someone.

"Let's pass it on, a boss has paid for it, let me come to you to buy it out."

"Buy out?"

Qiao Dong didn't understand what it meant at first, he didn't know the tall and thin man in the green army coat in front of him, and he was holding a pot of peonies in his hand. Could this be some weird cosplay?