The Sims of the Realms

Lin Weiran to Bruce Lee.

Facing an unprecedented formidable enemy in this life, Bruce Lee's elder brother, who taught him Chinese martial arts hand in hand, was under extraordinary pressure at the moment.

Since the start of the main draw, Bruce Lee has defeated powerful enemies, even Rolex, who has won the three consecutive national karate champions.

Looking to enter the quarterfinals...

But at this time, he met Lin Weiran.

"Senior brother, it seems that I was not lucky enough to meet you. Speaking of which, I have never had a formal exchange with senior brother for so many years."

Bruce Lee took a deep breath, "But today, I will do my best, and I hope you, brother, can also show your true skills."

Lin Weiran nodded.

"Are both parties ready?"

The referee was Wan Zonghua, president of the Chinese Martial Arts Association. After repeated invitations from Lin Weiran, Wan Zonghua agreed to serve as the referee.

"All right!"

The two said at the same time.

Wan Zonghua nodded and said, "Start!"

As soon as the words fell, Lin Weiran slowly opened his hands to ask. Although he came from the same school, Bruce Lee was eclectic, and his steps were easy.

Like boxing, like dancing.

The movements of his hands are also very flexible. In contrast, Lin Weiran's movements are stiff and seem a bit dull.

However, Bruce Lee still did not dare to underestimate.

After two simple attempts, Bruce Lee suddenly made a move. He punched out his signature moves, and the punching speed was extremely fast.

Snapped!

Lin Weiran slapped it away mercilessly.

Bruce Lee's steps were brisk, and suddenly he kicked in a different direction, and raised his feet one after another in the air. Lin Weiran's pupils narrowed slightly and he turned sideways to avoid it.

Sure enough, it was Bruce Lee's style.

If Bruce Lee's biggest advantage is, it is definitely speed, his attack speed, the video recorder needs to be slowed down several times to see clearly.

This is not an exaggeration at all, his heels do not touch the ground, his movement is fast and weird, and his strength is not inferior to professional boxers.

In the main world, a boxing champion commented that Bruce Lee was a killer. This is very vivid. With extreme speed and explosive combat power, it will develop in a abnormal direction.

But this is after all a foreigner's work.

Bruce Lee didn't get the true biography from Ip Man, and he didn't learn the refining methods of dark energy and harmonious energy.

"Junior brother, you have to be careful!"

Lin Weiran opened his mouth to remind, and then stepped forward. Under Bruce Lee's expectant eyes, the two exchanged dozens of moves in an instant.

"Senior brother, you taught me all my kung fu. I can't beat the same moves!" Bruce Lee couldn't help saying.

"Not always!"

Lin Weiran exerted all his strength suddenly and fired energy one after another. Bruce Lee's body actually crackled, as if firecrackers exploded.

"I can't prevent it!" Bruce Lee was shocked, "My Jeet Kune Do was torn as easily as paper!

No, according to the theoretical thinking of Jeet Kune Do, I can defend my senior brother's attack, the key lies in the senior brother's method of exerting force, transforming strength?But why is it completely different from Shaobo's Huajin..."

There was a conflict between theory and practice, and he lost his mind. Bruce Lee was punched in the chest, and Lin Weiran relentlessly punched Bruce Lee several times.

In the end, he even kicked Bruce Lee flying out, and his whole body was hung on the iron net of the octagonal cage, and he fell to the ground after being cushioned.

"Senior brother often said that Huajin can beat people like hanging a painting. I didn't expect that I would experience it myself in the end. The gap is so big...Pfft!"

Bruce Lee vomited black blood and fainted.

At the same time, the game ended.

"Uh...don't tell me they have a good relationship between seniors and brothers? Why did you hit him so hard?" Zhang Feng was startled when he saw Bruce Lee being beaten to the point where he was hanging on the iron cage.

However, the senior brother frowned and said: "What's the matter, Xiaolong has such a serious hidden injury?"

"Did something go wrong with your practice?"

Liang Ting also felt that there was a big problem.

"Secret injury, could it be..." Zhang Feng turned his eyes and landed on the black blood spit out by Bruce Lee, which is not the case for normal people to vomit blood.

Lin Weiran walked off the ring in a sluggish state, "Brother, send Xiaolong to the hospital for a careful examination, especially his head."

"Okay, leave it to us!"

Lin Weiran was very tired, it was not difficult to defeat Bruce Lee, but he played dozens of times, even ten Bruce Lee would have to stop.

In the main world, Bruce Lee died young.

Lin Weiran has always suspected that there is something wrong with his training method. Today, when he fights against each other, he will be sure when he tries hard and cooperates with Tingqiao Kung Fu...

Bruce Lee's body was almost hollowed out.

"Practicing martial arts without practicing kung fu will eventually lead to nothing!" Lin Weiran sighed, the essence of Chinese martial arts lies in these ancient proverbs.

Bruce Lee stopped in the top [-] and didn't make it to the top eight. Lin Weiran was not surprised by this result. Even if he didn't meet him, he must have met those Huajin masters, the result must have been the same.

As the competition progressed, the results of the quarterfinals were announced. In addition to Lin Weiran, the master of Chinese martial arts, there were five of them.

The remaining three also have their own backgrounds.

They all defeated China's national martial arts masters before advancing to the quarterfinals. One is from Brazil, the patriarch of the Gracie family, and a jujitsu master.

One is from Siam and is the strongest muay thai champion, Abile Pohilan, and the last one is a very mysterious one-armed warrior from the United States who is proficient in many kinds of fighting techniques. His name is Tigadu.

Another month passed, and the semi-finals began. Lin Weiran's opponent was a Chinese master, Bajiquan master Ding Taizhen.

Ding Taizhen came from a family of Bajiquan in Mengcun, Cangzhou. He is a descendant of Ding Faxiang, the great master of Bajiquan in the Qing Dynasty.

Ding Faxiang once defeated two tsarist Russian wrestlers in one fell swoop, and Kangxi himself named him an iron warrior martial arts, and Bajiquan became famous for this reason.

"Master Ding, be polite!"

On the ring, Lin Weiran cupped his fists and said,

Ding Taizhen cupped his fists in return and looked at Lin Weiran at the same time, "It's really amazing, such a young master of Huajin is admirable!"

"Thank you, Master Ding!"

Lin Weiran made a gesture, and Ding Taizhen also moved. As the saying goes, with one movement of the eight poles, the spine is used as the axis, and the fist is like a copper hammer and iron bar. It is unstoppable.

It is not the first time for Lin Weiran to experience Bajiquan fiercely. Seven or eight years ago, Lin Weiran was beaten so badly by Bajiquan that he almost overturned in the underground boxing arena.

But now Lin Weiran is no longer what he was before, his strength is as deep as that of any master, even if the Bajiquan is fierce, he is not afraid.

The fists collided, and they clashed with each other.

Lin Weiran thumped back, clamped the sheep and horse with two characters, and stabilized his figure. Ding Taizhen was like a tiger leaving the mountain, like a bear running through the forest, stepping on bear steps, shoulders and back.

The bear step is a characteristic of Bajiquan. The tiger shape is the back, commonly known as the arm. It looks like the left and right arms are stabbing forward.

Although the movements are a bit rough and less aesthetically pleasing, this is real kung fu, and the older generation likes to describe it in the style of crops.

The more inconspicuous, often the stronger.

"Enjoy it! Enjoy it! Young man, come again!" Mrs. Ding's voice was like a bell, and the tiger's back in her hand suddenly changed, and it was actually a split!

There is a saying that there are eight poles plus chopping, and even gods and ghosts are afraid. Piping and hanging are mixed with eight poles, and heroes can't match them. Ding Taizhen has never used chopping all the way. Lin Weiran really doesn't know whether he is lucky or unlucky.

ps: The legend of Bruce Lee is coming to an end, the copy of the spirit cage is coming soon, please recommend, please ask for a monthly ticket????

Chapter 71

We all know that Bajiquan is rigid and fierce.

This is the advantage of boxing, but it is also a disadvantage. Later, Li Shuwen, the great master of Bajiquan, tried to make up for the too strong and masculine energy of this boxing.

After deliberation, Li Shuwen added split and hanging palms, which made Bajiquan have the beauty of complementary yin and yang, and the combination of hardness and softness, thus improving Bajiquan skills to a perfect state.

That's why there came the thunderous sentence: Baji plus hacking, even gods and ghosts are afraid!This sentence is fully reflected in Ding Taizhen!

Ding Taizhen opens and closes wide, with the tightness of the eight poles and the smoothness of the splitting and hanging.

Baji work frame canopy support, split and hang, the work frame is comfortable, sometimes punch the Baji, with the spine as the axis, and suddenly split and hang with the waist pole as the root.

Lin Weiran's eyes were bright, he hit the real fire, he was able to master the Biaozhi and Cunquan, and he mastered all the techniques of Wing Chun.

"Junior brother is struggling a bit. Mrs. Ding is too strong. She has been a master for many years and is a famous master. Junior brother can't take advantage of skills."

Under the ring, the big brother was a little nervous.

Beside senior brother, Bruce Lee was stunned, "Eldest brother, I didn't expect that the gap between me and senior brother is so big, but I still think I am a master..."

"Xiaolong, you don't need to underestimate yourself, they all practice real martial arts, and few of them have practiced to this level.

Don't blame the master for not teaching you these things, you just learn the Ming Jin practice, and there is no one to teach you. That master dares to teach you real kung fu. "

Bruce Lee suddenly realized how wrong he was. He thought he had learned real kung fu, but the result was incomplete, and he almost had a problem with his body.

Yesterday, everyone sent him to the hospital for a comprehensive examination. If he didn't check, he wouldn't know. After checking, he was shocked. There was something wrong with his head, and he was at risk of shock and sudden death.

Not only that, everyone learned that his practice method, in addition to overloaded physical training, also combined with technological means to stimulate muscles with electric current.

There are even some medications to help.

So from the outside, Bruce Lee is fierce and strong, and his physical fitness is extremely high, but Chinese medicine can easily see the problem.

The body is deficient, and the life is almost overdrawn!

Seeing Lin Weiran, Bruce Lee suddenly realized that internal cultivation is the foundation, and the essence of Chinese martial arts should be what he pursues.

"It's time to decide the winner!"

At this time, the big brother suddenly spoke.

Everyone looked at the arena, Lin Weiran's muscles were swollen, and his aura was domineering.

Lin Weiran staggered.

However, Ding Taizhen fell to the ground.

"Ding Taizhen and I are on the same level in Huajin cultivation. To defeat him depends on our physical strength. This is the foundation I accumulated in the Mingjin stage!"

Lin Weiran was very emotional.

Ding Taizhen was defeated, and there was no trace of depression in his eyes, but his eyes were like fire, looking at Lin Weiran, as if he saw the rise of the prosperous age of Chinese martial arts.

"You are really young and promising, I played happily, but with your current skill, the chances of defeating Chen Jingwu are not great.

If it is a year later, you will be equal, but this year, the 500 million bonus may be taken away by Chen Jingwu. "Mrs. Ding said slowly.

"Chen Jingwu? Is he stronger than you?"

Lin Weiran couldn't help asking.

"When I fight against him, I will lose in thirty to fifty rounds. In terms of boxing skills, I can beat him, but he has killed too many people, so I am not as fierce as him."

"Too many people were killed?"

"Don't get me wrong, the ones he killed were not people, but devils and invaders. When the troops passed by Chenjiagou, he became a soldier."

Lin Weiran understood.

"Then do your best and obey the destiny."

"But the two of you may not be able to bang in the end. If Cheng Youxin knocks him down, these two people often compete, haha!"

Mrs. Ding really laughed.

Lin Weiran felt even more stressed.

……

After defeating Ding Taizhen, Lin Weiran entered the semi-finals. He went to watch the match between Chen Jingwu and the patriarch of the Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu family, Gracie Yorkson.

Because Chen Jingwu was not familiar with Jiu-Jitsu, he was passive and even fell down twice by Gracie, but they were all resolved by his Tai Chi soft strength.

"Juejutsu, the floor style is worthy of the name, even the Tai Chi master..." Lin Weiran didn't sigh for a long time, Chen Jingwu seemed to have adapted to the jujitsu style and even started to fight back.

Ten minutes later, Gracie was lying on the floor, and Chen Jingwu walked off the ring with a pale face.