69novels Chapter 275
Chapter 275
"Master Li, you can't do this, since you want to speak for Nanquan, why have you always been so passive? If this continues, if Zhang Mou can't hold back his hand, it won't be good to break your hard qigong. Zhang
Zhao once saw Li Changsheng practice pile transformation, and there was an air flow on his body, so he thought that Li Changsheng had practiced hard qigong.
In fact, it is similar, iron sand palm specializes in these.
Snap! ~
The bones are brittle, Li Changsheng twisted his neck, his figure pressed down slightly, and his expression suddenly became fierce, "Master Zhang, courtesy exchanges, be careful!" In
an instant, Li Changsheng suddenly rushed with a footwork that jumped on the ground, and Zhang Zhao collided together at the same moment, and soon there was a series of sounds of fists and feet colliding.
"Shaolin Hercules Kong legs?!"
I saw Zhang Zhao's legs interlocked, combo up and down, and open the bow left and right, sometimes without revealing, fierce and powerful.
Looking at Zhang Zhao, who was clumsy in his footwork and legs a second ago, these two legs became more dexterous than his hands in an instant, no, dexterity can not be called, but it is definitely simple and practical, highlighting a hard fight and hard entry without obstruction.
Li Changsheng really held a fire in his heart, originally he was still harmonious, but this Zhang Zhao really made people mentality.
Hiding a perfect hand of Sun's Taiji is just that, the legs and feet that were said before are not good at it, it is.
Why are diamond legs called powerful? It is because of this powerful and heavy, wide open and closed playing style, which can be called the eight poles on the legs.
Don't play with you at all, as the saying goes, hands hit three points, kick seven points, it can also be seen that their legs are good and their power will be fierce.
And Zhang Zhao's leg skills are completely different from Wanqianhe, Wanqianhe pays attention to skills, while Zhang Zhao pays more attention to strength and continuity, plus he is in the prime of life, and his body is even more rough and fierce, so it is more lethal when it is spelled.
After several fist and foot encounters, Li Changsheng couldn't take much advantage at all.
"It seems that a large part of the reason why Nanquan was inferior to Northern Fist back then was that the difference in physical fitness was too large."
Li Changsheng is very clear that the more the physical difference between the north and the south in the past, the greater the physical difference, even now the people in the north are generally higher than the southerners. Not to mention before, when the per capita nutrition is not enough, the strength of the body can only rely on genes.
The ancient Northland Central Plains has a vast territory, where it has been breeding for a long time, and according to natural evolution, it is naturally higher than the southern area where it was still good at hilly jungle areas.
"It's a pity, my Southern Fist skills are still a little worse."
Li Changsheng sighed a little, in terms of strength he is not inferior to Zhang Zhao, strength is the skill of moves.
"It's not without a chance, and you have to fight!"
But I saw that at this time, Zhang Zhao hit Li Changsheng's lower abdomen with one knee top, and the low knee was hard top, which was already a bit of a Muay Thai posture.
The fierce wind blew Li Changsheng's clothes hunting, as if this knee was about to directly overturn him.
In the face of this fierce leg fight, Li Changsheng's face did not change at all, his arm sank down, and the direct change of move was a Nanzhi Gai Ri fist.
The arm is slammed downward, like the lid of a pot pressed down violently, and its momentum sinks like a hammer smashing.
Flesh and bones collide, boom! Make a dull sound.
And the moment the fists and feet collided, there were water stains sputtering, and the two did not hesitate to use dark energy in this collision.
With the help of the rebound gap of the collision, I saw Li Changsheng's chest and abdomen shrink rapidly, like a cat curled up and ready to launch when catching a mouse, and the next moment it was like a longbow rebounding rapidly, and his hands were like cannonballs quickly bursting out.
Quickly changed fists into claws in mid-air, and immediately like an eagle falcon catching a rabbit, it quickly buckled.
The shot between the swallowing and the spit is a shelf of shape, and in an instant there is quite an eagle-shaped shelf, and the eagle catches and pounces.
Snap.
Catch when you shoot, cut when you catch, tear and tear, all in one go.
Zhang Zhao only felt that his knee joint was on fire, and his muscles and bones twitched, knowing that if Li Changsheng completed this set, this leg would be half destroyed.
The subconscious knee ligaments suddenly tightened, and the entire calf was like a coil spring quickly ejected, like a combat knife quickly towards Li Changsheng's lower abdomen, snap! It's like a firecracker.
Zhang Zhao's leg flesh at this time was as flexible as a long whip, but it was hard, like a spear that quickly recovered and straightened.
Faced with this kick, Li Changsheng had to change his move again, quickly falling with one hand, leaning forward, and pressing this leg with the weight of his upper body.
Boom!
When he hard connected this leg, Li Changsheng's other hand very naturally changed his claw into a palm, the palm stretched and stretched like swallowing, and when he spit out, he acted with intention, and had completed the power transformation between swallowing and breathing, and it was directly like a green dragon swinging its tail in Wu's Taiji and throwing out a palm.
Seeing this, Zhang Zhao could only hurriedly slap it out.
Boom!
The wind was fierce, and the two stumbled backwards on either side of the line again.
Zhang Zhao's face turned unnaturally rosy, his eyes stared at Li Changsheng, and he said dissatisfied: "Master Li, you are not interesting like this, how can you say that the South Fist is good, how can you take turns to form Taiji?" Will you directly fight me with the eight poles later? "
He was really a little uncomfortable in the fight just now, he was hard, Li Changsheng was harder than him, he was soft, Li Changsheng was softer than him.
And the move is uncertain, and taking into account the stability of the lower plate of the southern boxing, the so-called fast hand is born when the horse is born, and the horse is not messy and has its own rules.
This is also a very fatal point of Southern Quan, after all, people in the past Southern Quan masters also know that their physical strength is not as good as that of people in the Central Plains of the North, so many moves are wrapped in body weight, defeating the strong with weakness, which plays an excellent role in this regard.
"Master Zhang, who said that Nanquan has no form and meaning Tai Chi posture? And you see me using Tai Chi? Or do you see that I'm using my intentions?
Li Changsheng smiled straightly, what he just used was clearly the strength of swallowing and floating in the swallowing fist, this kind of power is very distinct, completely different from the shape of Tai Chi, it is extremely focused on the way of breathing and breathing, combined with the feeling of ups and downs of the body.
Each shot is to wrap the weight of the whole body with a little, which is divided into ups and downs, stretches, inertia, rigid and flexible ejection.
Simply put, it is to borrow more strength in a clever way.
It is somewhat similar to Tai Chi, but different from Tai Chi's non-circular that is, arc, winding folding, and spiral luck.
Li Changsheng has just temporarily discovered that since the ingenious use of Swallowing Fist is a general outline, then I should play it as a general outline, with the core using swallowing and spitting, and the outer core using form and meaning Tai Chi.
If the Tai Chi skill is weak, I will focus on the form and meaning, which can be regarded as exerting my strength in the form and meaning boxing.
"What kind of bird fist is this? Can it still be like this?
Zhang Zhao cursed, but he still rearranged his posture, after all, he also hid too many guys, and the two old six didn't say anything.