The Sims of the Realms

"It's more than enough to hit you!"

The man tore off the clothes on his face and stood up suddenly, staring at Bruce Lee, and said educationally: "Young people, don't be too arrogant!"

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Chapter 31

"Young people, don't be too arrogant!"

The person who spoke seemed to be only about 20 years old, and his face was full of disdain, and he even sneered at Bruce Lee's boxing skills.

Unable to grasp the point of punching an inch, and being admonished wantonly, Bruce Lee instantly became angry, and the person in front of him looked unfriendly.

"I'm not angry, is it your turn to talk, don't get in the way here! Otherwise, my fists won't have eyes!"

"You are really domineering, this is not your house, I sleep here every day, what do you say when you disturb people's dreams by punching here?

As for your fist... Hehe, trees can't move, let alone hitting people! "The young man said in a strange way.

Bruce Lee's face sank like water.

He just wanted to practice boxing quietly and didn't want to cause trouble, but some people always forced him to cause trouble. Although Bruce Lee didn't want to cause trouble, he was never afraid of trouble.

"What are you looking at me for?"

The young man still said disdainfully: "Why, you still want to hit me? Use your limp fist? Come if you have the ability!"

The voice fell!

boom!

Bruce Lee packs a punch!

This young man seemed to have been waiting for this moment for a long time. The moment Bruce Lee punched, he also made a move, but he used his legs!

He didn't get up, but put his left hand on the ground, his waist volleyed in the air, and he kicked out two feet one after another, one kick on Bruce Lee's fist, and the other kick on Bruce Lee's chest.

If it really doesn't move, it's like thunder!

Li Xiaolong felt a tightness in his chest after being kicked, and then he realized that the other party deliberately provoked him to do it.

He sat on the steps, seemingly provocative, but actually caught him off guard.

"Are you willing to make a move with this little ability?"

He stood up and refused to let go, opened the distance, kicked his feet like lightning, and after a set of kicks, Bruce Lee's chest and back were all covered with big footprints.

"hateful!"

Bruce Lee looked embarrassed.

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration came to him, and after more than three months of hard practice, he instantly stood up like a two-word pincer, and walked two and a half steps away.

Grab the kicked leg with the backhand, and at the same time, take a step forward with the left foot, and kick the right foot towards the supporting leg of the inch head.

Snapped!

Cuntou didn't expect Bruce Lee to react so quickly, his center of gravity was out of balance, his legs split and he hit the ground, wondering if he had hurt his eggs.

But Bruce Lee obviously wouldn't let go of this opportunity. He bullied himself and was about to perform a set of combined punches, but it hit him right in the middle.

The young man with an inch cut turned his legs, put his hands on the ground, turned his back to Bruce Lee, and slammed the rabbit and the eagle, and Bruce Lee flew upside down in an instant and fell to the ground.

Cuntou slammed his back on the ground and took advantage of the situation, a carp straightened up, stood up and patted the ashes on his body recklessly, and walked to Bruce Lee swaggeringly.

Bruce Lee covered his chest and looked sideways.

"It's still the same sentence, young people, don't be too arrogant. If you still fight with people with this little skill, practice with your teacher for a few more years."

The young man left after finishing his sarcasm.

"You wait for me!" Bruce Lee's voice was weak, and the young man with a cropped head had sharp legs and good kung fu. It seemed that he had come prepared, and he was considered a fall.

corner,

The inch-cut youth smiled disdainfully.

"Wing Chun? That's all! At the feet of the Wang family, there is no resistance at all. I really don't know why so many people practice Wing Chun."

Muttering to himself, the young man was about to leave when he suddenly heard an unfamiliar voice from behind.

"You want to leave just like that after hitting someone?"

The inch-headed youth turned his head subconsciously, and a person appeared behind him as if out of thin air, but he hadn't reacted at all before.

"who are you?"

The inch-cut young man subconsciously distanced himself.

The kicks are fierce, powerful and heavy, and Wang Jiajiao is the best among many kicks, and because the legs are longer than the fists, the main trainer of the kicks will often distance himself from the enemy the first time.

However, Lin Weiran would never give him a chance.

The moment the inch-cropped youth stepped back, he stepped forward, and the distance between the two of them became even closer.

Lin Weiran slammed his elbow down!

The young man with an inch head fell to the ground without any haste, because the distance between the two of them fell to the ground, and his kicks came in handy.

Click!

Lin Wei then served first and cut off his leg to block!

The young man with a cropped head suddenly felt endlessly aggrieved. In front of Lin Weiran, he was suppressed everywhere, as if all his moves had been seen through.

Lin Weiran kicked Cun Tou's waist with a whip, just like he kicked Bruce Lee, naturally he had no strength to resist lying on the ground.

Not only that,

Lin Weiran stepped on his face again.

"Wing Chun is a hot chicken like you who can slander? After learning kung fu for a few days, you learn how to fight? Do you think you are very good?"

Lin Weiran rubbed his feet on his face as he spoke, and did not put his feet down until a big footprint was left on his face.

"You are not convinced, are you? Want to seek revenge from me? Very good! Remember my face! My name is Lin Weiran and I will wait for you to seek revenge from me!

Young people, don't be too arrogant?Do you still educate people?I see you as a toad jumping off a cliff and wanting to be Batman, get the hell out of here! "

The young man with an inch head never expected to meet a master, Lin Weiran beat him up so hard that he was blinded, finally stood up, and walked away unsteadily.

Lin Weiran looked at his back, his expression unchanged. If I remember correctly, this kid will be Bruce Lee's rival in the future.

This was the only time in his life that he defeated Bruce Lee. If it was placed in the main world, it would be enough for him to brag about it for a lifetime.

Lin Weiran is in a good mood,

"An Jin is indeed another level. Although I can easily defeat him with a bright energy, I won't be as slack as I am now."

That's right, he has broken through the dark energy.

After three months of hard work and several years of accumulation, Lin Weiran surpassed that last step and comprehended the essence of Anjin.

To sum it up in one sentence,

Intentional movement produces dark energy!

Corresponding to the boxing classics, strength and meaning.

Anjin puts a great test on the state of mind. Ye Wen always said that the essence of martial arts training is to train the mind, and Lin Weiran only now realizes a trace of true meaning.

"There is a long way to go…"

……

Lin Weiran walked around the corner.

Bruce Lee sat on the steps.

He lowered his head with a sad expression.

"What's the matter? Will you be devastated if you lose?" Lin Weiran couldn't help saying, and Bruce Lee suddenly raised his head.

How can there be a trace of decadence in his firm gaze?

"Senior brother, have you seen it? I was thinking about a question, why is that short-cut leg so fast, I can't even react."

"why?"

Lin Weiran asked with great interest.

"He made a feint with his hands, and his kicks are solid. Most people are kicked by him before they can react, and they can't figure out the truth.

Also, his legs are very high, sometimes he can kick several times in a row without landing on the ground, he can dodge once, but he can't dodge the second time, and he will kick several times in a row if he is not careful, which really benefits me. "

"Haha, junior brother, you are very good. You are not angry when you lose, and you know how to reflect. Martial arts reach their peak through reflection over and over again."

"Also, I found that Zhuang Gong is really useful. The more stable the foot is, the higher the winning rate is. It's great to be able to practice to the level of the brother who is as immovable as a mountain."

"I'm afraid this will be difficult. Brother is a genius, with extraordinary talent, capable of what ordinary people can't." Lin Weiran said blushing without feeling the slightest bit.

Bruce Lee: "..."

"Brother, keep a low profile~"

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Chapter 32 Bet with Ip Man

"Have you broken through the dark energy?"

Ye Wen said quite unexpectedly.

Lin Weiran nodded, "I just broke through yesterday, and I'm not very proficient in dark energy, I can barely hit seven dark energy."

"Seven times?"

Ye Wen sized Lin Weiran up and down with a complicated expression, but was at a loss for words for a while, this disciple was more talented than he imagined.

It takes at least a year and a half for ordinary people to go from the peak of bright energy to the breakthrough of dark energy, but it only takes three months for Lin Weiran.

Not only that,

Generally speaking, because the dark energy is in harmony with the mind, if you break through the dark energy normally, you will be powerless if you hit the dark energy once or twice.

And Lin Weiran was able to send out seven times!

"Perhaps it's because of his solid foundation." Ye Wen could only think so, and he was quite happy to have an extra dark disciple under his sect.

"Originally, I was invited to give lectures in Taipei the day after tomorrow, because there will be many young people competing with each other, and I wanted to take you there, but now it seems unnecessary."

Ye Wen sighed.

"That's a pity, but it's okay. Master said, after I break through the dark energy, I can continue to fight black fists, right?"

"Hmph! Black boxing is not the right way, just practice it, don't waste everything, tomorrow I will choose a few of my disciples to take to Taipei as my teacher.

During my absence, you and your senior brother should take good care of the martial arts hall, don't cause trouble, and especially take care of Xiaolong. "

Ye Wen instructed.

"That's not necessarily true. Maybe the younger brother is fighting for his strength, and maybe he got the qualification to go to Taipei with you by accident."

"Hahaha, you have a lot of confidence in him, but Xiaolong has only been a beginner for three months, and among the disciples, you, Senior Brother Liang Ting, Senior Brother Zhao, and Senior Brother He, are very sure of it.

For the remaining one, I think Xin Li is the most promising. Xin Li has been in the game for more than two years, and he is willing to endure hardships. Although his talent is a bit weak, it is not easy for Xiaolong, a rookie who has been in the game for three months, to beat him. "

"Master, how about taking a gamble?"

"Brat, do you dare to bet with Master?"

"I bet Xiaolong can defeat Junior Brother Xin!"

"I bet for the teacher!"

……

The next day.

Ye Wen began to select students to give lectures in Taipei, Liang Ting was very relaxed, and he would definitely be one of the four places.

In the martial arts hall, the senior brother has the deepest kung fu.

Except for the big brother, Liang Ting and Lin Weiran are the only ones, but Liang Ting may not know that Lin Weiran has already broken through the dark energy.