godfather of surgery

Chapter 1034: Still practicing martial arts after retirement
The two veteran experts' Tai Chi pushing hands and the PhD and Master's degree holders on the organizing committee had been building up momentum for three consecutive days, which had livened up the atmosphere of the entire hospital. Everyone's appetite was whetted, hoping to witness this battle of the century.

Three days later, the battle of the century started on time at 7 pm. The entire venue was packed with people of all ages, genders, and the coaching teams of both sides were also in high spirits.

The commentators are two graduate students, who have already begun to explain passionately.

"Let us first introduce the two masters participating in the competition today. One is Master Zhang Zongshun from Sanbo Hospital. This master has great hand strength. Many martial arts masters have been defeated by his powerful hand strength. Once the opponent sticks to his hand, he will sweep the opponent away like a hurricane. The other martial arts master is Master Su Bu Tong from the First Affiliated School of Nandu Medical University. Master Su has been studying Tai Chi Push Hands for many years. His fighting power is terrifying, especially his leg skills are powerful, which often makes opponents unable to defend. The two masters are called the Nandu Twin Heroes. They have dominated the martial arts world for 80 years without any rivals."

Yang Ping and Xiao Su sat in the front row early to watch the game, leaving their children at home to be taken care of by the elderly. Looking at the two passionate graduate students on the commentary desk, it was a waste for these two guys to be doctors. They could earn more by being a game anchor.

Gradually, more and more people came, including Dean Xia, Director Han, Dean Sun, Director Zhao and other leaders of the hospital. They sat in the front row to watch the game.

The medical support team composed of the directors of each department also gradually gathered. They all came to the Chief Medical Officer Yang Ping to report and clock in, and then each found a suitable seat in the front row to sit down. Xiong Sihai from the emergency department was on standby with a few people and two stretchers. Many graduate students carried boxes of mineral water in. Someone started distributing popcorn in the crowd, and security guards maintained order between the rows.

Mannstein appeared in the crowd with Brian, and Yang Ping asked a doctor to bring them to sit next to him to watch the fight.

Regardless of how exciting the match itself was, the scene was very well done and the atmosphere was full. Dean Xia, who was standing next to Yang Ping, was asking Director Han, "Can Tai Chi Push Hands be played with fists?"

"It seems that it won't work, right?" Director Han asked Dean Sun again.

"Is it okay?" President Sun asked Director Zhao.

Director Zhao knew nothing: "Isn't it Tai Chi? You must be able to use your fists, otherwise it's not Tai Chi."

With the sound of a gong, the game began. The referee gestured for the two to salute each other, then made another gesture, and the whistle sounded. Zhang Zongshun and Su Bu Tong immediately rushed forward.

It really was Tai Chi Push Hands. The two men kept their distance at first, staring at each other, each doing a few beautiful cloud hand movements, and then immediately stepped forward and took each other's hands, pushing each other back and forth, neither giving in, and they pushed back and forth dozens of times, trying to find the other's strength.

"Now both sides are listening to the opponent's strength, trying to find out where the opponent's strength is, how strong it is, and in which direction it will be sent. At the same time, they are accumulating internal strength. Now is the time to compete in internal strength. Although it looks calm, the internal strength of both sides is already surging and can erupt at any time. Spectators who are too close to the competition venue should pay attention to safety to prevent being injured by the internal force. This kind of internal injury is difficult to treat."

"However, masters have a strong sense of martial ethics and generally will not release their internal energy at will. Everyone will tacitly abide by the rule of not using high-level skills."

"Okay, now both sides are competing in internal strength, neither is giving in, and the internal strength has already gathered to a terrifying level."

"Attack!"

"The other side defended it."

Suddenly Zhang Zongshun pulled hard, thinking that he could use the force to throw Su Bu Tong out, but Su Bu Tong was obviously very experienced. He discovered the enemy's intention and immediately stabilized his lower body. His arm went out in the direction of the opponent, then drew a circle and pulled back, thus dissolving the opponent's force. It really had a bit of Tai Chi flavor.

The audience burst into warm applause, and the commentator began to perform freely again.

"It is said that the two masters have reached the state of being unable to fly. The move of using the opponent's force to counter attack cannot be performed without eighty years of training. If it were an ordinary move, it would have been thrown more than ten meters away."

"Do Mr. Zhang and Mr. Su have real kung fu? They perform Tai Chi very well, almost the same as on TV." Dean Xia asked Yang Ping in surprise.

Yang Ping was not sure how to explain it, after all, he was not familiar with the two old men's situation. But as for internal strength or something, it should be none.

"Attention!" the commentator shouted. Several spectators in the front row were really startled and fell back subconsciously. Mannstein and Brian followed suit and dodged as if some internal force was really attacking them. Yang Ping was really worried about Brian's waist which had just undergone surgery.

It turned out that Su Bu Tong had pushed Zhang Zongshun so hard that he almost fell down. Fortunately, he resolved the opponent's force in time, and the two began to push each other dozens of times.

Neither of them gave in, and the confrontation became more and more intense. At the beginning, it had a bit of Tai Chi pushing hands style, with both sides circling around and constantly doing cloud hand movements. Once they came into contact, the two would push each other two or three times, sometimes even dozens of times.

After such a long time, no one got any points. The two became fierce. When they met, they would tear, wrestle, and destroy each other's center of gravity. The movements became more and more fierce, and the desire to fight became stronger and stronger. Professor Zhang seized an opportunity to trip Professor Su, and Professor Su pulled Professor Zhang to the ground together, and the two died together. This completely changed the fighting style. The two climbed up, and with the referee's whistle, the fight went on, and the Tai Chi movements disappeared, and it became a complete wrestling.

Yang Ping was shocked, this was a real fight.

No matter which side fell, Yang Ping would feel nervous. Soon, Professor Zhang pulled Professor Su to the ground and scored a point. Soon, Professor Su regained the upper hand and tripped Professor Zhang to the ground and scored another point.

Their scoring method is very simple. If the opponent falls down and you don't fall down, you get one point. Otherwise, you get no points.

As the fight intensified, Yang Ping became more and more nervous. The two of them fought back and forth, just like two children wrestling.

The commentator played along with the action on the stage, making it a martial arts battle straight out of a Jin Yong novel. The audience was also extremely excited, as engaged as if they were watching a real fighting match.

The supplies sent by sponsors continued to be distributed, including mineral water, milk tea, fruits, bread, roasted sweet potatoes, beef offal, etc., which were completely free for everyone to use. Everyone was very happy throughout the game.

The fight was getting more and more intense. Now all Tai Chi movements disappeared, leaving only the wrestling style of a child. Things like listening to the force and pushing hands were completely gone. They just used a few simple moves of pushing, pulling, tripping and squeezing. Anyway, the goal was to knock the opponent to the ground, so who cared about the Tai Chi movements?

After four rounds, the two players' scores were actually tied. In the last few seconds of the fourth round, the two players were so fierce that if the referee hadn't blew the whistle to end the time, the two players would have held on to each other tightly.

"Waist, watch your waist!"

"Hip, watch your hip!"

The coaches of both teams shouted anxiously, fearing that the two would suffer serious injuries. The intensity of the fight had exceeded the referee's expectations.

"How capable are Mr. Zhang and Mr. Su?" Dean Xia was a little surprised. They really have good physical strength for an eighty-year-old man.

The fifth round was the last round. After the game, the two players didn't score a single point and the game was still a draw. The referee wanted to call it a draw, but the two players disagreed and insisted on deciding the winner. The referee had to add time. As the time went on, the two players fought for half an hour without knocking each other down. They probably had no strength left. They could only push each other back and forth. Because they had no strength left, their pushing movements were not standard.

The referee could only call it a draw. The match started and ended with pushing hands, with fierce native wrestling in the middle.

As a doctor, Yang Ping hurried over to see how the two old people were doing.

"If the referee hadn't called a stop, you would have fallen to the ground."

"What a joke! I've already tripped your legs. If the referee doesn't call a stop, you'll definitely be the one falling to the ground."

The director of the cardiology department hurried over to listen to the hearts of the two masters. Fortunately, there was nothing wrong with them.

“Come again next year!”

“Come again next year!”

Neither of the two masters would give in to the other, just like two competing children.

The audience was all satisfied because the sponsors were really great. The supplies they sponsored were large in quantity and enough for everyone to eat grilled fish after the game. If there were not enough tables, they would add more tables outdoors.

"Professor, Chinese people really value martial arts. Almost everyone practices martial arts. Many people do not forget to practice martial arts even after retirement. I see many old people practicing martial arts in the park. Some are boxing, some are practicing swordsmanship, and some are practicing some weird kung fu that I can't understand. For example, some people are slapping themselves hard. Are they practicing the ability to withstand blows?" Mannstein asked Yang Ping.

Yang Ping couldn't explain it either, because he didn't pay attention to it usually. It was easy to explain those who practiced Tai Chi and sword, but Yang Ping really didn't know what kind of kung fu those who slapped themselves were practicing.