Chapter 263 Watching the Grandmaster Yin Xiu and Lin Hu, their fists bumped against each other, shoulders rubbed against each other. They fought for nearly a hundred rounds, and the sound of the air bursting could be heard endlessly.
Even though Lin Hu had been tempered for a long time and his cultivation had reached the seventh level of the Profound Entrance Level, he could not help but feel a little out of breath after fighting each other for so long with Yin Xiu.
After the two sides exchanged another punch, the two finally separated.
"Great idol!"
Huang Feihong of Tuen Mun took three steps at a time and ran down the steps, handing Yin Xiu a towel and tea.
He said excitedly: "Idol, just now I saw the energy flowing around your body, which is far more than the sixth level of the entrance. Between the ups and downs, you have the aura of a master."
Yin Xiu raised her eyebrows, "Is it so exaggerated?"
"Yes! There must be! If you add in those killer moves and special skills of yours, I dare say there are not many people in Hong Kong who can compete with you for a few rounds?"
"Not even Masahito Yamamoto?"
As soon as Yin Xiu said these words, Tuenmen Huang Feihong and Lin Hu fell silent.
Regarding Masahito Yamamoto, even Yin Xiu didn't know his strength, and the two of them were even less clear about it.
Knowing that it was really embarrassing for them to ask this question, Yin Xiu blurted it out anyway.
This has also been what he has been most concerned about in the past two days. No matter how famous the Four Tigers of the Western Ring are, they are just short mules and not worth mentioning.
As long as some strategies are used and the tactics are right, Yin Xiu is confident to kill them overnight.
But Prince Sheng was different.
Although Tai Zisheng doesn't know any magic skills, he was already the number one beater in Hong Kong and Kowloon ten years ago with his fists and kicks.
Now he is in his prime. Although Yin Xiu has defeated him before, he also knows that Prince Sheng is not an easy person. He plays like a bad boy like Chuan Bao. Others can't take advantage of him. .
Being able to kill Prince Katsu without making too much noise, Yamamoto Masahito's strength may not be that simple.
This is also the reason why Yin Xiu is eager to break through before the decisive battle. Since there is no way to understand his opponent, he can only make sufficient preparations himself first.
Tuen Mun Huang Feihong knew Yin Xiu's thoughts and couldn't help but sigh.
"Hey, it's a pity that Prince Sheng has just died and time is running out. Otherwise, if we wait past the first seven days, we can ask Mi Po to ask him to come up and ask questions. Maybe we can get more information."
Yin Xiu shook his head, "He was hacked to death. He died violently. Those Mipo in Tilanqiao won't pick him up."
"Then there's absolutely nothing we can do."
Tuen Mun Wong Fei-hung punched his palm, obviously at his wits' end.
Lin Hu was not discouraged. He said calmly: "Since I am in the light and the enemy is in the dark, how can we struggle? There is no use in guessing the opponent's strength. It is better to steadily improve our own strength."
After a pause, he looked at Yin Xiu, "Brother Yin, although your Bagua 64 skills are sharp, I believe many people must have said that you only have skin, but not the charm."
Although these words are harsh, they are true.
Yin Xiu has always known that the moves learned through the move injector are only usable after all.
Just like a person knows where to place the hook to catch fish, but you have to really study the bait ratio for making a nest, the length of the fishing line, the selection of hooks, what kind of fish are available in which season, what kind of fish likes to come to the shore, and where Fish like to hide in grass, but he doesn't know anything about it.
This person only knows that he is more "lucky" than others and can catch fish, that's all.
Yin Xiu knew about it before, but there was no way to find such a master to enlighten him and lead him to get started.
After all, the people who work on the 64 tricks of the Gong family are all in the north and would not go south easily, and the 64 tricks of the Gong family will never be spread.
This move injector was obtained by a certain craftsman who worked hard and knelt in front of a palace family member in the snow for three days and three nights in the name of not losing the martial arts.
Later, he made dozens of copies, originally thinking of selling them, but when he was crossing the sea by ship, he had bad luck and the ship collided with other ships and sank.
All the move injectors fell into the sea, and only this one was mixed in with a bunch of other moves. It was fished up and dumped on the black market.
I don’t know if the businessman carried all the replicas.
But for the move injector, use one less part.
The person who bought this thing couldn't possibly be there to keep fit. Maybe he just finished practicing and thought he could beat ten of them, and then he was hacked to death when he walked out.
Therefore, I am afraid that apart from Yin Xiu, there is no other person in Hong Kong who can use the Gong family's 64 moves.
In this regard, Yin Xiu is also a rare animal.
Just when Yin Xiu wanted to sigh casually, Lin Hu said: "A few years ago, I met an old man. He was also the descendant of the Gong family's 64th hand. That Bagua hand was like a dragon cruising around. Even I also Not close enough."
"There is such a master!?"
Both Yin Xiu and Tuen Mun Wong Fei Hung's eyes widened.
……
Regency Building is an unremarkable residential building in Mong Kok.
Yin Xiu, Lin Hu, and Tuen Mun Huang Feihong stood downstairs, with different expressions on their faces.
"It's true that there are masters among the people, Gong family! A master who can shake the north three times just by his name, actually lives in such an ordinary city building."
Unexpectedly, Lin Hu shook his head lightly, "To be precise, he is not a resident here." "Oh? Then he is the lessor here, and the entire property belongs to him?" Yin Xiu exclaimed.
"No." Lin Hu still shook his head.
Seeing that both of them were confused, Lin Hu didn't know how to explain it, so he simply led them into the building.
As soon as they entered the door, a voice called out to them.
"Three of you, are you not residents here? Sorry, we have to register visitors here. Who are you looking for?"
In the low concierge next to him, a white-haired head poked out half of his head.
"Oh, let's look for Aunt Thirteen." Huang Feihong of Tuen Mun replied casually.
As soon as he finished speaking, a pair of shining eyes appeared from the concierge, staring at him seriously.
"Young man, we have Ninth Girl, Eighth Aunt, and Seventh Aunt here, but there is no Thirteenth Aunt. You must be looking in the wrong place. If you want to find Thirteenth Aunt, I suggest you go to Foshan."
Before anyone else could speak, Lin Hu spoke first, with surprise in his tone.
"Uncle Fu, I finally found you!"
When he shouted this, the snow-white head froze immediately, and then a touch of surprise appeared in his eyes.
As the man quickly walked out of the concierge, Yin Xiu was also stunned.
That "Uncle Fu" was the man who often ate late-night snacks at Uncle Ming's stall.
Seeing Yin Xiu, Uncle Fu immediately reacted and patted him on the shoulder enthusiastically.
"Brother Yin, why do you come here to see me when you have time?"
Yin Xiu said in surprise: "Uncle Fu, didn't you work in Jinxiao Building before? Why did you come here?"
"Hey, don't mention it. Those cops are third-rate in catching thieves and first-rate in spanking. They are going around saying that there are zombies in Jinxiao Building. No one dares to live in that building. There are not even a single mosquito. They want us. What are these things for? Then I will be unemployed!But even if they don’t fire me, I still have to fire them. Ever since that time, my hands are shaking when I walk at night! "
After Fu Bo finished speaking, he finally realized that he was only focused on chatting and had forgotten about Lin Hu on his side.
He quickly raised his hand to him and smiled apologetically.
Lin Hu bowed and saluted as a junior, and then said to Yin Xiu: "This is what I told you, the successor of the Gong family's 64 hands in Hong Kong Island."
"Ah?" Yin Xiu opened her mouth wide.
He immediately realized that he had lost his composure and said quickly: "Uncle Fu, didn't you say you were a handyman?"
"Miscellaneous family? Can't I practice one more 64-hand self-defense?"
Uncle Fu smiled boldly, but the next second he punched Yin Xiu in the face without any warning.
Yin Xiu's pupils suddenly tightened. She put her hand on Uncle Fu's wrist and took a step forward.
Fu Bo was exactly the same, with their knees touching their knees and their toes touching their toes, motionless.
However, his hands were constantly changing moves, and the series of afterimages made Wong Fei-hung of Tuen Mun say he was extremely satisfied.
After punching each other for a while, the two of them separated, and rushed to each other with fists in their hands.
"Brother Yin, I just heard about it before and didn't take it seriously. I didn't expect that your Baguazhang is really good at fighting."
"What the hell, I'm a kid who doesn't know the world. I used to think that Uncle Fu said he could punch ten of them because he drank too much. I didn't expect it to be true. After this punch, my hands were shaking. "
"What, are you afraid that you'll beat me to death if you miss it?"
Uncle Fu laughed again, and then looked at Lin Hu.
Lin Hu quickly explained the purpose of his visit, "Uncle Fu, we are here to ask you for some tips and secrets from the Gong family's 64 operators."
Uncle Fu's eyes widened, "This is the secret of the Gong family. You asked me directly like this. Aren't you breaking the rules? Even if I punch you to death, no one in the world will say anything wrong about me."
Lin Hu was stunned, his face kept changing color. It was obvious that he had forgotten some of the rules in Wumen and had indeed broken the rules.
Just when he was embarrassed, Fu Bo smiled boldly again, "Hey, I'm just joking, you are still the same as before, you can't tell what is joking and what is truth."
As he spoke, he looked at Yin Xiu again, his eyes full of admiration.
"To be honest, even if you don't come, Brother Yin, I still want to teach you this martial arts one day. I can't just hide it from everyone. I won't teach you the real ones, and I won't teach the fake ones. I won't teach them at all. !
When you finally bring this skill into the coffin, will you be worthy of your ancestors?
The thing that my father regretted most during his lifetime was that only two people were passed down from one generation to the next. Until his death, he was still asking me to carry forward the 64 skills of the Gong family. "
As he spoke, he sighed again, shaking his pale head.
"But I am an honest person. I am not the kind of person who is chivalrous and heroic. It would suit me to be a watchman or a farmer. Fighting and killing, being a martial arts master? I can't do it!"
After that, he patted Yin Xiu hard on the shoulder, "You want to learn? I'll teach you!"
(End of this chapter)