Junior Brother, you have to train as well!
The Eight Trigram Palm was made up of the palm technique, the walking technique, and the kicks, kicks, and kicks. It was an endless process. If he wanted to avoid the attack, then he would slant to the side. He wanted to follow the momentum, but reality was unpredictable. If he wanted to escape, then he would transform into a shadow. A needle is hidden in the soft part of the skin. It is sticky and easy to melt. The cold bullet of the soft part of the body blows up like a thunderclap.
As for Zhao Jingjing, he was waiting for Lin Xinghai to take the initiative to attack.
The Liu Clan Fist that she trained in was more suitable for defense and counterattack.
For some reason, she felt that Lin Xinghai's smile was extremely annoying. She would always have the urge to slap Lin Xinghai's face until it was crooked.
"curator Zhao."
Lin Xinghai said as he was walking.
"I was rather touched by your match with Director Han just now. curator Zhao was a woman, but her martial arts were this outstanding, truly admirable. However, looking at curator Zhao's appearance, it seemed that he was not flexible enough. Moreover, these two legs were faintly peculiar. I wonder, does the curator Zhao have a hidden disease? "
Lin Xinghai's eyes were actually quite sharp.
"It's nothing, Director Lin." It's nothing.
Zhao Jingjing stood there with a stern expression, searching for a weak point in Lin Xinghai's words.
"This girl practices martial arts, it's just that she's not like the boys. It's still not convenient for her. If it's not convenient for the curator Zhao, you can say that I think we should choose a day to compete with her. "
The meaning behind Lin Xinghai's words was very obvious.
Qin Chao clenched his fists. This brat, was he trying to use words to tease his senior sister?
Zhao Jingjing understood as well, but since she was young, she had seen a lot of perverts. Hence, she only laughed coldly and said, "Director Lin is too concerned, Director Lin has to pay attention to his own feet, so as to avoid falling to the ground after taking one wrong step."
"Heh, I've been practicing this Wandering Dragon Eight Trigrams since I was a child. It's very stable." Lin Xinghai was not angry, and laughed, "But curator Zhao, you have to be careful …"
As he said that, this guy was like a swimming snake. He suddenly moved closer to Zhao Jingjing and at the same time, thrusted his left palm towards Zhao Jingjing's right rib like a sharp thorn.
The Eight Trigrams Palm was the most ruthless palm strike. If it was truly thrusted, it would directly crush the opponent's internal organs. The lesser ones suffered internal injuries, while the heavier ones fell to the ground.
Fortunately, even though Zhao Jingjing had been talking the entire time, he still maintained his vigilance.
In the past, Zhao Jingjing would always fight with the Shin Budo of those islands. The opponents were direct and straightforward moves, making it easier for them to fight.
But Chinese Martial Arts was different, it had many changes, and killing intent filled every direction. You might even die from a killing move.
Compared to the Eight Trigram Palm, the Eight Trigram Palm was much more ferocious and nimble. It was like a snake, constantly coiling around your body and giving you a sniff.
Zhao Jingjing's movements were quick, he extended both arms and immediately sealed Lin Xinghai's palm.
But Lin Xinghai only smiled slightly.
At some point in time, his other hand had cut towards Zhao Jingjing's throat.
Dragon King Breaking Heaven!
Zhao Jingjing's reaction was extremely fast, and she immediately turned her shoulder, dodging the opponent's palm. At the same time, a blow from the head ruthlessly struck the other party's chin.
"Bam!"
The strike was extremely ruthless, but Lin Xinghai's reaction was fast, seeing that the other party's head was about to collide, he immediately retracted his right hand and placed it under his chin, preventing his jaw from being shattered.
"Deng deng deng!"
However, Zhao Jingjing's strength was also not weak, causing him to retreat three steps, almost falling into disorder.
"Alright!"
The surrounding Martial Masters could not help but exclaim in admiration.
"That's right, curator Zhao is indeed a genius in martial arts. However, I, Lin Xinghai have learnt martial arts since I was young, this Eight Trigrams Palm also has some merits to it. Just now was just a small test. Now is the time to truly use force. I hope curator Zhao can be careful. "
As he spoke, he used the Wandering Dragon Eight Trigrams Steps and began to circle around.
From time to time, he would strike out with lightning speed. Shoulder to shoulder and hand to hand, all sorts of attacks, tricky and unpredictable.
As for Zhao Jingjing, he remained calm and continued to counter every move he made. She had even thought of letting Lin Xinghai use a few more moves to increase her combat experience with the Chinese Martial Arts.
"Ha!"
At this time, Lin Xinghai came over and struck his palm towards Zhao Jingjing.
Zhao Jingjing immediately turned to the side and at the same time threw a punch back.
But this time, Lin Xinghai laughed. The palm that he seemed to be using all his strength to attack just now had actually retreated like lightning. It was actually just a feint.
At the same time, his right palm flew out and struck Zhao Jingjing's arm, breaking apart Zhao Jingjing's fist, and at the same time, neared her body.
Zhao Jingjing was shocked, and immediately used his other hand.
But Lin Xinghai's hands struck out, slapping Zhao Jingjing's other arm away as well.
Zhao Jingjing punched a total of four or five times, but all of them were pushed away by Lin Xinghai, causing him to open his mouth wide.
"Body Securing Cannon!"
At this time, some of the Martial Masters had already noticed the inklings and could not help but shout out.
And when Zhao Jingjing was free, he used his hand hammer and struck towards her lower abdomen.
This was a very practical move from the Eight Trigrams Palm. If it hit, with Lin Xinghai's power, he could directly make a person lose their ability to move.
At this moment, it was fortunate that Zhao Jingjing reacted extremely quickly.
She pressed both of her arms beneath her body, and at the same time, her lower abdomen shrunk back, forcefully sealing off Lin Xinghai's Body Securing Cannon. But after sealing it, Lin Xinghai continued to change his move. With a hook of his suppressed hand, he caught hold of Zhao Jingjing's hands and pulled her in front of him like this. At the same time, his other hand knocked towards Zhao Jingjing's face.
"Wipe your eyebrows!"
Another Martial Master cried out in alarm.
This frown was the ultimate technique of the Eight Trigrams Palm. The Eight Trigrams Palm came from Cheng Tsinghua. This Cheng Tinghua was the eldest disciple of Dong Haichuan. Back then, when the allied forces of the eight countries invaded China, Cheng Tinghua was in the midst of a visit by dozens of French soldiers, who forcibly searched Cheng Tsinghua's body. Cheng Tsinghua saw how the foreigners insulted the Chinese. At that time, he was burning with anger and refused to search his body.
Of course that foreigner would not do it. Back then in Beijing, he was also a group of villains who killed and set fires, committing all sorts of crimes. Relying on his large number of people and holding an ocean gun, he was about to shoot Cheng Tsinghua.
But as expected of the great master of this generation, Cheng Tsinghua's speed was extremely fast and his steps were nimble. Before the foreigners could fire, he had already started slapping them in the head, causing them to bleed profusely. He was even braver than Zhao Zilong.
In just a short period of time, seven or eight people had been beaten to death. Seeing that the situation wasn't good, Cheng Tinghua felt that it would be better to leave first. With this jump, he landed on the rooftop beside him. However, he did not expect that he would be shot in the stomach by the foreigners.
It was a pity that the decline of martial arts was due to the flourishing of firearms.
Lin Xinghai had learned the Eight Trigrams Palm.
Even an ordinary Martial Master would not be able to dodge this strike.
But when Zhao Jingjing got hit, he kicked him right in the chest, forcing him to take two steps back, cutting off the attack.
Zhao Jingjing's habit was to take advantage of this time of your illness to take your life. She flew up, and punched towards Lin Xinghai's chin.
"I've been waiting for you."
Who would have thought that Lin Xinghai's laugh, instead of getting angry, was actually another flaw that he purposely revealed.
At the same time, he used his left hand to wrap around Zhao Jingjing's wrist and pushed away her punch. At the same time, his other hand moved forward and inserted into Zhao Jingjing's armpit, slamming his shoulder into her armpit.
This caused Zhao Jingjing to lose his balance. But Lin Xinghai wasn't done yet. He took this opportunity to grab his left hand, pull Zhao Jingjing's right leg, and wrapped his right hand around her waist. He actually lifted her up by her waist, and was about to throw her onto the ground.
Although Zhao Jingjing did not feel pain, it was still a form of humiliation.
Her figure flickered, and she raised her leg, and hooked Lin Xinghai's neck.
Lin Xinghai wanted to throw her, but she borrowed the force of the throw to make his body sink. At the same time, she raised her body, grabbed Lin Xinghai's shoulders and struggled out of his grasp. At the same time, his body fell backwards into the air, and then he squatted down in the air as both of his legs landed ferociously on the back of Lin Xinghai's neck.
"Bam!"
Lin Xinghai was stepped on, and immediately flew out, jumping into a chair at the side.
Several chairs had been crushed.
Zhao Jingjing landed and cupped his fists towards Lin Xinghai who was rushing over: "Thank you."
There was no need to explain anything. That Lin Xinghai, had indeed lost.
Although the Eight Trigram Palm was powerful, Lin Xinghai had only learnt a little of it. Now that his martial arts had declined, it was undoubtedly a kind of sorrow.
"Looks like only an old bone like me can take action."
At this time, Hong Jiu finally stood up, intentionally or unintentionally glanced at Lin Xinghai who was crawling back up, and then walked into the arena.
This old man was a legend in Martial Arts Street back then.
Back in the days when Wushu Street was just established, most of them were Korean and Japanese restaurants. There were also training halls like Thai boxing and Russian judo.
Although it was at the foot of the city, it was still difficult to establish a foothold in the Chinese Martial Arts Palace.
Most people thought that the Chinese Martial Arts had declined and that they were basically scammers.
When Hong Jiu's first South Martial Arts School was established, it was also pushed down by other foreign places on this street.
At that time, he had placed the stage and defeated ten foreign experts in a row.
Taekwondo, karate, Thai boxing, and soft arts were all defeated.
Because of this, Hong Jiu's status today was this lofty.
The Southern Fist Art was vast and profound. What Hong Fist, Wing Chun... However, the Hong Fist Sect had various factions. For example, Tiger Subduing Fist, Tiger Crane Double Form, Five Appearances Fist, Iron String Fist, and so on.
This Hong Jiu, every single fist technique, had its own unique methods.
The other martial arts masters later on had also challenged that Hong Jiu with a strong sense of youth.
For example, Han Lei and Lin Xinghai were all within this group.
However, in the end, they suffered a crushing defeat.
"I'm a very reasonable person."
Hong Jiu stood in the middle of the arena and still said slowly, "curator Zhao, if you can beat me, if you want to establish the dojo, I naturally have nothing to say. However, you've already played two matches, so you still need to take a break. Otherwise, if I win, it would be disgraceful as well. "
"Old Uncle Hong is concerned about me." Zhao Jingjing cupped his fists, "I'm still fine, it's enough to finish this match."
"Senior Sister, let me handle this match. You should take a rest first."
At this time, Qin Chao finally spoke.
"I've been learning Liu Clan Fist for so long, I've never fought against an expert of Chinese Martial Arts before."
Qin Chao said, "Senior sister, you can't come alone, you should also let me train."
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