Chapter 78 Taking the stage!Get on stage!Get on stage! [Second update, please vote for me! 】
"Great!"
"Master's qinggong is so handsome!"
Wei Quan saw Cheng Fengxiao coming from the audience, jumped up to the high platform, and clapped his hands in excitement! Three feet!
Ten meters!
As high as three stories!
Jump up?Flying upward?
OK! I dare not think about it!
Not to mention flying up, even climbing up is not easy.
Not to mention climbing up, even jumping down is not easy.
Tiexian Martial Arts School has not participated in the martial arts competition for three years, and Cheng Fengxiao has not come for three years. Wei Quan happened to join the Tiexian Martial Arts School three years ago. In other words, he has never seen Cheng Fengxiao join the ranks. Among the big guys.
I have always deeply regretted it.
Today he finally met, his long-cherished wish came true, and he died without regrets.
"Stop shooting."
"Go on stage."
Yan Chuang looked at the master in the stands, smiled, and then saw Wei Quan still waving and clapping his hands like a fool, shouting "Master" and "Oh!"
He frowned and pushed Wei Quan to come on stage.
"what?"
"Go up here?"
Wei Quan was stunned: "Is it too high-profile?"
The tournament has just begun.
When he thought about it, someone like Master would definitely have to wait until the next few days before taking example, a high disciple under a famous master like him, although he was asked to appear by the 'famous master' on the first day, but no matter what, he would have to wait until the afternoon, and no matter what, it would be half noon.
There is no big shot who can't wait to appear as soon as he comes up.
Too bad! "Master!"
"I'm not talking anymore!"
Wei Quan thought Yan Chuang thought he was noisy.
But Yan Chuang is really not——
"You have to be in the limelight sooner or later. It doesn't matter if you go out early or late."
He has "Teaching and Learning", it is better to come out early than to come out late.
"Don't move around here. Just go back as soon as you are ready to serve as a teacher." Yan Chuang first turned around and told Yu Jinpeng and the others, and then reached out to pick up the back of Wei Quan's new clothes -
"Come!"
"Come up with me!"
Lifting his body lightly, he led Wei Quan to the stage.
One arena.
There was no one else on the stage, and it was dark below the stage.
Yan Chuang pushed Wei Quan and said: "My disciple has been practicing martial arts for more than three years. It coincides with the Shenghui and I came here to practice. Is there any fellow martial artist who would like him enough to spar with him?"
Yan Chuang's voice was loud and clear.
Only then did Wei Quan know the truth.
But he was not afraid of the stage. He had been picked up and pushed out by Yan Chuang earlier, which was degrading. Now he straightened his clothes, especially his collar, and then rushed forward, cupping his hands and fists, clearing his throat and saying loudly: "I'm Wei Quan, I learn from Hu Yan Chuang is the leader of "Crane Double Shape", "Midstone Turns Stone into Gold", and "Ten Tigers of Guangling". Master Cheng Fengxiao, "Iron Bridge Cheng" of "Ten Tigers of Guangling", has been famous for more than [-] years! I practice Chengjia Quan I have been practicing for more than three years, and I am the best at Tiger Form Boxing. I am a late learner and have not made much progress. Please give me some advice!"
This guy Wei Quan!
He first rushed to the audience to clasp his fists, and when he mentioned his inheritance, he rushed to the audience to clasp his fists to Yan Chuang in the infield, and to Cheng Fengxiao in the stands.
"That's it for the opening remarks!"
"I heard him practice hundreds of times at home a few days ago!"
Jin Yutang was amused in the audience, but he was secretly thinking about it in his heart. It seemed that he really needed to figure out an entrance line for himself.
A stick of incense on the stage!
Ten years of hard work in the audience! Wei Quan's opening ceremony was graceful and beautiful.
"it is good!"
"It turns out that he is the disciple of 'Tiger and Crane', and the disciple of 'Iron Bridge Cheng'!"
"Your name is Wei Quan?"
"Good job!"
Sure enough, someone in the audience cheered loudly.
He was the first one to step onto the stage, so he naturally attracted a lot of attention.
All eyes.
Wei Quan was trembling all over, not from fear, but from excitement.
"Fight to Fame!"
"Just today!"
He has been practicing hard for three years. In the past four months, he has made rapid progress. Today is the time to truly test the results.
The shame of the training hall at the beginning of the month! Today is the day to cleanse!
"Practice martial arts for three years?"
"Just in time, I've only been in three years, so I'll meet you!"
Someone jumped onto the ring, cupped his fists at Wei Quan and said, "Guangling Academy, Zi Men Quan, Chen Hongyuan!"
This is a spirited young man who looks to be about the same age as Wei Quan, both eighteen and nineteen years old.
"Zimen Quan is the first to practice 'spirit'. No wonder he is so energetic."
Wei Quan muttered in his heart, but his face was serious, he cupped his fist and pushed: "Please!"
They don't talk nonsense.
Just pace and hit.
Wei Quan has been practicing the basics. He has been practicing the 'Ma Bu Zhuang Kung Fu' and the 'Twelve Bridge Hands' for three years. Now he has been training for four months, and he is already at the fifth level.
I didn't pay much attention to the 'Tiger Shape Fist', but in the recent half-month fierce attack, it has actually approached the fourth realm from the third realm. Although it is not yet the fourth realm, it has made great progress.
Taking action at this time is the 'tiger-shaped fist'.
The momentum is like a tiger going down the mountain.
Far inferior to Yu Jinpeng, but still impressive.
Opposite Chen Hongyuan's boxing skills are much more sparse. It can be seen that his boxing skills are not solid enough, and he is far behind Wei Quan in terms of horse steps and strength.
Three punches and two kicks!
"boom!"
Wei Quan punched out, then withdrew his strength, only knocking Chen Hongyuan back a few steps, then clasped his fists, with a mysterious face, and said: "I give in!"
Chen Hongyuan didn't expect to lose so quickly. His face turned red, he hugged Wei Quan and said, "I lose." He immediately turned around and stepped off the stage, shameless to face his relatives and friends.
Wei Quan was delighted with the victory in the first battle.
aside.
Yan Chuang nodded secretly.
With the spread of martial arts in the Yan Dynasty and the establishment of many schools, the number of people practicing martial arts has increased hundreds and thousands of times. However, not everyone is suitable for practicing martial arts, so the mediocre people in this world have also appeared hundreds and thousands of times. Too many have practiced for three to five times. A martial artist who is young but has ordinary martial arts skills, he is just wandering between practicing martial arts and getting started.
Just like Wei Quan four months ago.
After three years of practicing martial arts, the foundation was not yet established, and his actual combat ability at that time was probably only barely higher than that of Chen Hongyuan.
As for Wei Quan at this time——
……
"I don't know!"
"Am I so tyrannical?!"
Not long after, there were six people on the ring. Wei Quan stretched out his fists and kicks, but before he could make any real move, they were all defeated by their fists.
easy!
Freehand!
Nothing fancy, nothing difficult! Even Wei Quan himself was confused: "I didn't even exert any force, why did they all fall down?"
original.
He is so strong! "I have been practicing martial arts for three years, and to have such an ability is really impressive."
"It is said that Master Yan can 'turn stone into gold'. Now it seems that he is not bad at all."
Under the stage, a group of people crowded over. The leader jumped up to the stage, looked at Wei Quan, then looked at Yan Chuang, and announced his family background: "Guangling Academy, courtesy name Menquan, Li Yijun. I would like to ask Master Yan to give me some advice."
"No hurry, no hurry."
"How about letting my disciple have a good time first?"
Yan Chuang waved his hand and refused to fight.
Wei Quan has defeated six people in a row. So far, there is no one who can fight, and no one who Yan Chuang wants to give guidance to. He has no intention of fighting this Li Yijun for the time being.
It's not that I look down on people.
Ok.
Just look down on people.
Yan Chuang knew that Li Yijun, the elder of the Zimen Boxing Club in Guangling Academy, was not as strong as Zhong Hui and Lu Qing. Yan Chuang was not very interested in this kind of strength.
Let Wei Quan go up, but it's still a little worse.
He smiled at Li Yijun and said, "There are so many talented people in the Zimen Boxing Club, why not pick a few brothers and compete with me, your apprentice?"
Li Yijun looked at Yan Chuang, nodded and said, "Just follow Master Yan."
talking.
He turned to look at the group of junior disciples from the Zimen Boxing Club in the audience: "Whoever has been practicing boxing for three years, come up and compete with others."
The voice did not fall.
Someone should--
"I come!"
One person jumped onto the stage and clasped his fist at Wei Quan: "Guangling Academy, Zimen Quan, third year student, taking the test!"
"Kaop?"
"Reliable!" Wei Quan suppressed his laughter and forced himself to be serious.
"Come!"
"Come to fight!"
With the fist in my heart, the tiger comes out again! But this time, Kaopu was finally reliable. After practicing martial arts for three years, he finally had some skills. He was able to sustain ten moves under Wei Quan's hands, which was unprecedented.
but.
After ten strokes.
boom! Still lose! "Again!"
Li Yijun continued to send people.
"It doesn't matter if it's three years, someone with a longer martial arts experience is fine." Wei Quan kindly reminded him.
It was too easy to win and it was really not satisfying.
Here comes someone who can fight! Li Yijun's face darkened, he turned around and called his name personally: "Lai Xiaochuan, who has been practicing martial arts for four years, come up!"
Bang bang bang! Lai Xiaochuan lasted thirteen moves and was defeated again! "Xue Ying, I have been practicing martial arts for five years."
Xue Ying is a woman. She has studied martial arts for five years. She is a good fighter. She can fight with Wei Quan for dozens of times in an instant, and the outcome is indistinguishable.
Wei Quan was refreshed and suddenly felt pressure.
Yan Chuang was also refreshed: "Finally something decent!"
But it still doesn't work, it's still worse than Wei Quan.
Five realms of 'copper bridge and iron horse'! Three realms of 'tiger-shaped fist'! Wei Quan's strength, even if it is placed in Guangling Academy, is not inferior to any trainee.
'Tiger Shape Boxing' uses more claws in the hand shape, pays attention to the strength of the fingers, and focuses on short strikes and hard skills. The upper hand is mainly about closing the door, defending first and then attacking, and the movements are footwall gait is known for its stability.
Even though Wei Quan didn't study too much on the 'Tiger Shape Boxing', his Five Levels' 'Ma Bu Zhuang Gong' is the lower part of the 'Tiger Shape Boxing', and the Five Levels' 'Twelve Bridge Hands' is the 'Tiger Shape Boxing'. Boxing' on the plate.
'Tiger Fist'! It looks like three realms!
That is the overall perception. In terms of basic aspects such as upper plate and lower plate, he is a real five realm!
Such strength!
You can't defeat third-class trainees, but you can still defeat a dozen ordinary fifth- and fourth-class trainees.
As for those who are not even trainees, it is even easier.
Xue Ying is pretty awesome.
But not yet a rival.
But Yan Chuang can’t wait——
"Zimen Quan, legend has it, was created based on the ingenuity of fighting between eagles and snakes. Zimen Quan is a boxing technique that combines boxing training with Qi training. It pays attention to the external training of hands, eyes, body, methods, and steps, and the internal training of essence, Qi, and spirit. .”
"The dragon-clawed and tiger-tailed crab has an arched back, the wind is overcast, and the beauty's waist is small but not small, eight or eight!"
"Xue Ying!"
"Relax!"
"Zimen Quan is not a hard punch. If you go head-to-head with him, you are wrong!"
"Loose your neck, loosen your waist, and relax your whole body, allowing all parts to cooperate with each other without any restrictions."
"do not worry!"
"If you are too mentally stressed, your limbs will be tense and your body will not be loose, and it will be difficult for you to be nimble and flexible with your movements. Then, you will not be able to display the subtleties of Zimen Quan. How can you fight with others?"
"The chest needs to be protected, and the ribs must be strong!"
"The back should be rounded, its strength will stimulate the body!"
"The golden gun hand, the rounding hand, the throwing hand!"
"Round and round sides, hesitation and ups and downs!"
"Eyes like brass bells and hands like arrows!! Stare at him with your eyes, throw away three hands, and use your fists at close range!"
"Correct!"
"That's it!"
"Good! Keep the rhythm, hit him hard, don't give him a chance to breathe!"
Yan Chuang's voice was loud.
offstage.
Everyone looked stupid.
Even Li Yijun on the stage was confused by Yan Chuang, "Who is this person from?"
But the one who was most confused was none other than Wei Quan.
He played well. Although he felt pressure, he was still able to fight and win.
But what happened to him? Master!
He opened his mouth!
Wei Quan was overjoyed at first, thinking that his master would finally reproduce his ability to teach riders and senior brothers at the training center at the beginning of the month. However, this time, the protagonist was replaced by him, and he was being tutored by his master.
Wei Quan's whole body was shaken, and he was already prepared to be lucky.
but!
but!
but!
"Xue Ying?"
"Zimen Fist?!"
Did something go wrong? I am Wei Quan!
I am Chengjiaquan! I am your good disciple!
"Master!"
Wei Quan was extremely aggrieved. Seeing Xue Ying getting more and more sophisticated in her boxing skills under the guidance of his mentor, the situation was reversed, making him breathless.
He took the time to turn his head and look at Yan Chuang, his face full of grievances.
Does this count as being NTRed on the spot?
He is so angry! "Don't worry."
"You'll be here soon!"
"Xue Ying, keep fighting!"
"Floating like clouds rising from Xiu River, sinking like stones thrown into the river."
"Remember the rhythm just now, continue the rhythm just now, float gracefully and sink neatly. As long as you can do this, you will be considered a true beginner in Zimen Fist!"
Yan Chuang instructed Xue Ying to stop here.
Xue Ying felt happy from the sky!
Yan Chuang?
Tiger and crane?
Midas?
Of course she had heard of such people, including Yan Chuang's training hall and even Zimen Boxing Club, where disciples secretly studied.
Xue Ying studied boxing for five years, but she still couldn't get the key points. It was difficult to enter the teachings and teaching methods, and she couldn't pass the examination as a trainee.
She originally wanted to try Yan Chuang's training center.
But she had no money, so she could only despair.
But did not expect.
Nowadays.
Originally, I just followed the brothers and sisters from the Zimen Boxing Club to join in the fun and play, but unexpectedly I encountered such a good thing, being guided by Yan Chuang so wholeheartedly.
Xue Ying didn't think about anything at the time. She just listened to Yan Chuang's instructions and tried to take in every word.
She used to listen to lectures like this, but she was confused, confused, and couldn't understand. She often needed to put in more effort and hard work to catch up with the progress of the same period.
but now.
This time.
Yan Chuang's voice was fast, but it was like a spring breeze. Every word was very clear, and she could easily understand it when it fell into her ears.
This feeling is so comfortable! What I didn't understand before, I quickly understood now.
His boxing attainments soared at that time.
Immerse yourself in it wholeheartedly.
The beating made Wei Quan fall back.
Xue Ying didn't even notice when Yan Chuang's voice disappeared and he turned to explain the 'Tiger Shape Fist' again.
She beat Wei Quan——
Hard work first.
Then relax.
Have fun again.
Then it was hard again.
When she came to her senses, she realized that Yan Chuang had stopped giving advice to her at some point, and had instead given advice to Wei Quan.
Word by word.
Wei Quan is like a tiger.
"Roar!"
Hearing a roar, Wei Quan punched with both fists. Xue Ying felt her heart shake. She couldn't resist anymore. She stumbled back a few steps, feeling a pain in her abdomen.
This is a failure.
Xue Ying stepped back and stood still, smiling sweetly at Wei Quan and saying, "I lost!"
immediately.
Then she cupped her fists at Yan Chuang and bowed solemnly: "Xue Ying, thank you so much, Master Yan, for your guidance!"
"Haosheng practice boxing, you are very good."
Yan Chuang gave a few polite compliments.
Xue Ying was so excited that she bowed once more and then stepped down.
……
(End of this chapter)
