Cutting over the end of the Ming Dynasty: a dog-leg knife at the beginning

Chapter 33
The servant who was honored to be selected by Yang Menglong was tall and thin. His hands were like eagle claws. There was no visible flesh. The knuckles were unusually distinct and looked particularly strong. He was obviously a master of the Eagle Claw Skill. .The servant was not polite. He strode forward, bowed his hands to Yang Menglong, and said, "Jiang Zheng, the villain, has only learned a little bit of rudimentary boxing and kicking. Please be merciful." He said it politely, but there was a clear look in his eyes. A bit disdainful.

Yang Menglong said: "I won't show mercy, are you going to crawl out or are you going to be carried out?"

Jiang Zheng snorted angrily, and stopped talking nonsense. He folded his ring finger and little finger, hooked his thumb, index finger, and middle finger, stretched his veins, stretched his arms, crossed his left leg to his right knee, bent his right leg, and stretched his body forward. Qing, the eyes are shining brightly, like an eagle that has found its prey and is about to swoop down from the sky!Escort Zheng couldn't help shouting: "What a handsome eagle claw skill!" Everyone cheered. The north is no better than the south. Due to the threat of war for many years, it still retains a little bit of martial arts. Cangzhou, Hebei is the hometown of martial arts, and there are many schools of martial arts. Well, of course these elders are not that interested in practicing martial arts, but they are not ignorant of martial arts. Seeing this starting gesture made by Jiang Zheng, they all brighten their eyes.

However, Yang Menglong snorted disdainfully: "Eagle Claw Kung Fu? I don't know how much you have learned about the most important aspects of Eagle Claw Kung Fu: fast, accurate, and ruthless. Three fingers crush the hardest walnut, and even tear the blood vessels and throats of the human neck, I wonder if you have reached this level?"

Jiang Zheng's heart trembled slightly, it seems that this stunned young man has real materials!Before he could ask a question, Yang Menglong had already taken off his shoes and socks, crossed his elbows and raised his knees, posing an ancient Muay Thai kicking posture with both offense and defense.Escort Zheng said "huh": "What kind of boxing is this? Why have I never seen it before?"

Mr. Zheng, the former Juren, said with disdain: "Rough, rough! Not only is this son's behavior rough, but even his boxing skills are rough and barbaric! Look at how elegant Jiang Zhuangshi's starting moves are, and then look at him. He looks like he's fighting with a villager!" He snorted, "This competition, the winner has already been decided!"

Before the words were finished, Jiang Zheng yelled, and a goshawk struck a rabbit, moving like a rabbit, its claws were as fast as lightning, and grabbed Yang Menglong's right shoulder and throat respectively!He was fast, Yang Menglong was faster, before he could pounce, he dodged sideways, knocked out with one knee to defuse Jiang Zheng's back move, then turned his knee into a side kick, and kicked Jiang Zheng's head with a whirlwind of legs!Jiang Zheng was taken aback, his body faltered, his leg brushed his hair and swept over, his claws reached forward again, and grabbed Yang Menglong's face.However, just as he lifted his body, there was a loud wind in his ears. Immediately afterwards, he felt as if his head had been hit by an iron rod, and it seemed to rupture. The whole person turned around on the spot and fell down!

This is too fast! ?
Everyone was dumbfounded. Wasn't this supposed to be a three-hundred-round battle? Why did Jiang Zheng fall in less than one round?Only the head escort Zheng could see clearly. After Yang Menglong swept away one leg, he rotated 360 degrees on the spot with his feet as the axis. He used his waist purely to exert force. The kicked leg did not touch the ground, so he kicked out again. , hitting Jiang Zheng in the head, knocking him down in one fell swoop.Fast, so fast, so fast that Jiang Zheng had no chance to take action!He opened his mouth wide in surprise and muttered: "What kind of boxing is this and why is it so fierce?" Master Zheng shook his hand and pulled off a few of his beard, which showed how surprised he was.

After Jiang Zheng was brought down, Yang Menglong still raised his elbows and raised his knees, calling: "Zhang Qianhu, I won this round, a silver ingot, please help me accept it, Miss Xiao."

Xiao Yufang was annoyed by Zhang Qianhu's repeated insults to her, so she stretched out her hand to Zhang Qianhu sullenly, clearly asking for money.Seeing that Jiang Zheng was defeated in a single round, Zhang Qianhu couldn't hold back his face. Xiao Yufang actually reached out to ask him for money, which made him even more upset. Angrily, he picked up a silver ingot and threw it to Xiao Yufang.

Seeing that Zhang Qianhu gave the money, Yang Menglong was overjoyed, looked at the remaining nine servants, and called, "Who will give me the next silver ingot?"

In his eyes, these servants have become silver ingots.Being despised like this, how could these arrogant servants swallow this bad breath, a tall and long-armed servant stepped forward and said: "Little Zhang Zilong, I have learned a few strokes of the Crane Fist, please teach me. "

Yang Menglong put on a fake smile: "Crane Fist? It's easy to say, easy to say!"

Zhang Zilong refused to be polite to him, concentrated on raising his spirits, and made a gesture like a white crane spreading its wings: "Come on!"

Yang Menglong sighed: "The opening gesture is good, but it's only good... Have you put all your energy into practicing the opening gesture?"

Zhang Zilong showed a hint of anger: "Young master——" suddenly saw a black shadow rushing towards him like a black panther, and kicked it with the wind, as fast as lightning, he couldn't help being surprised, and dodged with an iron bridge, right Hit Yang Menglong's lower abdomen with his palm!boom!This palm hit was a hit, but Yang Menglong acted as if nothing happened, instead he wrapped his arms around Zhang Zilong's neck, ignored Zhang Zilong's fierce blow to his abdomen, and slammed his knees up!One, two, three, four, five!After only five bumps, Zhang Zilong vomited blood, and his body softened obviously.Yang Menglong added an elbow to his spine, and the crane master let out an "uh" and fell to the ground like a dead snake, not moving.Yang Menglong clapped his hands and said, "Zhang Qianhu, I won again, please give me another silver ingot, thank you!"

Looking at Zhang Zilong who was vomiting blood, Zhang Qianhu wanted to cry from the bottom of his heart.This is completely one-sided. If the fight continues like this, how much money will he have to lose, and how much medical expenses will be spent to cure these servants!Originally, he secretly ordered these servants to secretly assassinate in the competition, severely wounding Yang Menglong, or "missing" him to death, but he didn't expect these servants to be so carelessly beaten, and they were knocked down in a few strokes!He smiled uglier than crying: "Young master is really superb in martial arts, Zhang admires, admires!"

Then, another silver ingot grew wings and flew away in front of him.

Xiao Yufang called: "Young Master Yang, you have played two games in a row, so you should take a break." She thought that she had already won two games, earned her face back, and made a lot of money. Just take it.She was also afraid that something might happen to Yang Menglong. She was terrified when she saw the punches and kicks.

But Yang Menglong was enjoying the fight, saying: "It's okay, it's a rare opportunity to exercise, how can I let go of such a good opportunity!" Pointing to a big and round servant: "Come out, let's do a few tricks!"

As a result, the competition continued, and Zhang Qianhu's losses also continued, and this loss was a double loss of financial resources and manpower... The performance of his elite servants can only be described as horrible: they claim to have trained hard for ten years. Zhang Zifeng, who can smash boulders with one palm, was kicked by Yang Menglong and broke his arm within a minute of playing; I have practiced the 1-way kick-and-kick round and suffered extensive contusions on the tibia and muscle soft tissue, and could not stand up; those who had practiced mantis boxing were directly beaten to the ground by a round of violent wind and rain... Yang Menglong The more you fight, the more courageous you are. Come one to kill one, come two to kill one pair, none of these opponents can survive his attack for 72 minutes, and the efficiency is extremely high!At the same time, he also let everyone present know what barbarism is, and he can fight aggressively, punching, kicking, kicking, hitting elbows, hitting the top of the head, and biting teeth.The more he fought, the more disappointed he became, these servants were too inexperienced, could it be that they all went to see their master's wife when they were apprentices, and didn't put their minds on learning martial arts at all?

In fact, this is not surprising. There is an old Chinese saying, "Teach the apprentice and starve the master to death", and the same is true for boxers.In order to prevent starvation to death, boxers often secretly hide their unique skills when teaching skills, and save those disobedient apprentices, and rarely spread it to the outside world. There are those who learn from each other and keep their hands. From generation to generation, the essence of a set of boxing skills has basically been lost, leaving only an empty shell with a superficial appearance.That is to say, those boxing skills that have been passed down from generation to generation are not striving for perfection, but are steadily regressing. In the end, I am afraid that the founder of the mountain will not recognize that this is the boxing technique created by himself.The Ming Dynasty has not yet reached this point, and a considerable part of the essence has been preserved. It is a pity that most of what these servants can learn is a little bit of superficiality.When Yang Menglong was strictly supervised by his master, training eleven hours a day, and serving him with sticks if he slack, they were trying their best to please the master; when Yang Menglong was beating and kicking coconut trees, moso bamboo, and banana trees, they were Fighting and drinking jealousy for the junior sisters; when Yang Menglong fought his opponents in the ring, they clicked until they stopped, lest they hurt the harmony between the brothers... Boxing is the fairest, no matter how much effort you put in, you will be rewarded. How many rewards will there be, even if you don't get the corresponding rewards, if you refuse to work hard to learn, what real skills can you learn?A guy who is complacent after learning a little fur, and can't wait to go down the mountain to fight for wealth with his own skills. What good fruit can he have when he encounters the most savage boxing in the world?
In less than half an hour, nine of the ten servants were defeated, and one refused to fight. In this contest, Yang Menglong won the victory.Although he was injured in many places with bruises and swelling, he fulfilled his promise: Zhang Qianhu's servants were indeed carried out.Zhang Qianhu had no shame in staying here anymore, threw down the last silver ingot, handed over to Fang Yizhi, and left angrily.Yang Menglong held a silver ingot in one hand, smiled brightly, and shouted to Zhang Qianhu's back: "Thank you, Mr. Qianhu, for your silver! If you don't accept it, let's fight again!"

Zhang Qianhu stumbled and almost fell!
(End of this chapter)