Modern longevity: starting from Baduanjin

Well, those who practice horizontal kung fu do not have a good end. If Chen Jingtong was not injured ten or twenty years ago and stopped practicing Vigorous Palm because of a blessing in disguise, he would definitely be lying on the hospital bed by now.

And he practiced the most domineering [Iron Head Kung Fu] in horizontal kung fu.

Logically speaking, the grass on the grave should be one meter high, but not only did he live to be over 70 years old, but he was also in good health, full of energy and blood, and looked about 60 years old.

How can he not be proud?

However, knowing that the young man in front of him turned out to be a legendary master of inner qi, Wu Yongnian's inner pride disappeared. At this moment, he was as humble and humble as a primary school student facing a university professor.

……

In Xiangshan District, Zhuhai City, on the third floor across the road from "City Impression Center", there is Guangbo Wushu Sanda Club.

This afternoon, the "Zhuhai Youth Wushu Sanda Competition" is being held here.

The participants were mainly elementary school and middle school students. These elementary and middle school students were all students from major martial arts gyms in Zhuhai City, and there were less than ten contestants in the adult group.

After all, it is an important sports event organized by the local government, and Zhu Hai TV Station also broadcast it live.

At this time, the atmosphere in the Sanda club was warm, and the sound of cheering was endless.

"Come on, son!"

"Well done baby, you're amazing!"

"Wow, so handsome..."

At this time, on the judges' bench outside the court, all the judges watched intently.

Among these judges, there was a person who looked a little dull-eyed, and he knew at a glance that he was wandering away, and he didn't pay attention to the competition at all.

If Zhou Shen was here, he would be able to recognize him at a glance.

This person is none other than Jiang Wenguang, the former heavyweight Sanda champion who invited him to fight in the Guanyu MMA Mixed Martial Arts Arena two days ago.

Jiang Wenguang is not from Guangdong Province, but from the north. He likes the weather here. Invited by his friends, he came to Zhuhai City to jointly establish the "Guangbo Wushu Sanda Club".

At this time, Jiang Wenguang was still thinking about his experience in Yangcheng two nights ago.

Because he didn't witness the terrifying scene of Zhou Shen kicking the sandbag to explode like Cao Tianyu, his spirit didn't suffer too much impact, but Zhou Shen played with him like a puppet in advance for a long time, and he often let him Thinking of it, there is a deep sense of powerlessness.

He has always thought that traditional martial arts are just showy, good-looking but not useful.

But Zhou Shen let him know that this actual kung fu really exists, he just never encountered it before!

"I really can't figure it out, why is a 30-year-old person so good at kung fu? Could it be... like in the novel, is there any ancient martial art in this world?"

Just as Jiang Wenguang was thinking wildly in his mind, there was a sudden quarrel in his ears.

"Sorry, there's a game going on here, you can't go in..."

Jiang Wenguang came back to his senses and looked towards the place where the sound came from. It turned out that someone was making noise at the entrance of the door.

Jiang Wenguang immediately got up and walked over, "What's going on?"

It was only while he was talking that he could see clearly that there was a group of people at the gate, among whom was a strong young man with a pair of big sunglasses on his face.

"Brother Wen, they don't have an invitation letter, so they want to barge in. I can't stop them downstairs."

Jiang Wenguang said coldly: "What are you doing?"

The leading young man took off the big sunglasses on the bridge of his nose, "Come here and kick the hall!"

When Jiang Wenguang heard the words, he couldn't help being furious, "What a hatred and resentment, and you speak so aggressively?"

While speaking, he fixed his eyes and couldn't help being stunned, "Are you... Yang Xingyu from Zhenhua Martial Arts?"

The man with the sunglasses in his hand said with a blank expression, "Didn't you come to Yangcheng from Zhuhai two days ago to compete with Brother Shen? Now we are here, on behalf of Brother Shen, to ask you some tricks."

Yang Xingyu was blaming himself at this moment. These people actually went to provoke Brother Shen while he was not around. Thinking of the scene where Brother Shen was besieged by their words, he wished to beat them up!

"This……"

When Jiang Wenguang heard it, his face turned red to the back of his ears.

A few days ago, at the invitation of Huang Xuelin, I went to Jingzhou, Shancheng, and Yangcheng, and traveled to several cities. The purpose was indeed to teach Zhou Shen a hard lesson, and at the same time expose Yang Zhongwei's "lie".

As a result, they never expected that Zhou Shen let them know, what is there is a sky beyond the sky, and there are people beyond people?

"That... I am indeed wrong about this matter! Another day, when Master Zhou has time, I will come to the door to apologize in person."

Yang Xingyue, who was standing next to Yang Xingyu, raised her eyebrows and said, "You said it lightly. You want to solve it with an apology? No way!"

Jiang Wenguang frowned and said, "Then what do you want?"

Yang Xingyue said: "Fight with me, no matter whether you win or lose, this matter ends here!"

"What do you mean by that?" An angry look appeared on Jiang Wenguang's face, "Even if you want to fight, I will fight with your brother!"

Yang Xingyue sarcastically said: "You are also in your 20s and almost 30 years old, why don't you speak with your brain? Just because you are worthy of fighting with my brother?"

After saying this, not only Yang Xingyue, but also Yang Xingyu next to him and the people from the Zhenhua Martial Arts School behind him felt as if they had eaten a piece of ice cream, feeling inexplicably comfortable.

"What did you say?"

"Say it again if you have the ability."

"Who do you think you are……"

Hearing that Yang Xingyue insulted Jiang Wenguang, Jiang Wenguang's disciples immediately besieged her filled with righteous indignation.

Yang Xingyu stood in front, and Yang Xingyue shouted not to be outdone, "I'm not targeting Jiang Wenguang, I mean everyone here is... rubbish!"

Not only did she amplify the volume of the last two words, but she also elongated them on purpose!

Chapter 165 I'm fine... help me up!

Being ridiculed by Yang Xingyue, a group of girls, and scolding her so harshly, calling her "garbage", the students of Guangbo Martial Arts were immediately blown away, and all of them rolled up their sleeves and clenched their fists to fight her desperately.

Regarding this, Yang Xingyue was not afraid at all, a sly look flashed in her eyes, but she said with a sneer on her face: "You can fight alone, come here if you have the ability, don't just shout there!"

"Fight, fight, I'm afraid of you!"

"come……"

Seeing that the noise of the quarrel was getting louder, two or three local martial arts masters over there, who were also friends of Jiang Wenguang, came to ask what was going on?

Jiang Wenguang tried his best to restrain himself at first, and he was still thinking in his mind that today the club is holding a Sanda competition, with leaders from the Wushu Association and the Municipal Sports Bureau, as well as reporters and cameramen from the TV station.

But now that someone pointed his nose at him and scolded him for rubbish, coupled with the presence of his peers, he knew that this matter would definitely not go well today.

Can't bear it, no need to bear it anymore!

Jiang Wenguang said angrily: "You want to fight, don't you? Then come!"

A youth Sanda competition is being held at the club's general venue, and Jiang Wenguang leads a group of people to the practice room next door.

The area here is also very large. Although it is much smaller than the home court, it is still [-] to [-] square meters. In the center of Zhuhai City, where every inch of land is expensive, with such a large martial arts gym, it is conceivable that the strength is huge. How strong?

There are cushions on the ground here, as well as various training equipment, the only thing missing is the arena.

As soon as the group walked in, the participating martial arts gymnasiums, judges, martial arts associations, and sports bureau leaders of the Sanda competition next door heard someone coming to kick the gymnasium, and these people made excuses to come over.

There were a total of eight judges at the scene, and six of them came.

In addition, the heads of the major martial arts gyms, as well as the parents of the contestants who received the news, all flocked here.

Children "play house", how can such a duel between professional masters be interesting?

For a while, there were so many people in the huge practice room that the room could not be squeezed in, even the windows were full of people.

"Tong Zheng, go up and compete with her! Don't feel burdened. Although winning is not a martial art, it's better than being told that you can't even beat a woman, right?"

Jiang Wenguang said to a short-haired young man in his twenties who was around eighteen or nineteen years old.

It has reached this point, it is inevitable to avoid it, so I simply let go.

"Good master!"

A short-haired young man named Tong Zheng walked to the middle of the practice room.

And Yang Xingyue followed suit.

Seeing the difference in height and body shape between the two in the competition, there was a lot of discussion inside and outside the practice room.

Tong Zheng is 1.8 meters tall and has a strong build, at least 75kg by visual inspection. The muscles on his arms and thighs are like a calf, full of explosive power.

In stark contrast is Yang Xingyue. She is about 55 tall and has a well-proportioned body shape. She looks to be about 60-[-] kilograms.

"Just kidding! The difference between the two is several orders of magnitude, how can we fight?"

"That's the way to fight! That woman came to kick the gymnasium and even took the initiative to provoke her. She was forced to fight."

"Is this woman some internet celebrity fitness trainer who came here to hype her?"

"Who knows! Anyway, Coach Tong punched him, and he probably knelt down and begged this girl not to die..."

The onlookers at the scene were discussing for a while, saying everything.

Everyone was guessing how many rounds Tong Zheng could defeat Yang Xingyue?

At the same time, a friend of Jiang Wenguang served as the referee.

After Tong Zheng and Yang Xingyue put on their protective gear, they fisted each other.

The game officially begins!

Tong Zheng came up with a front hand jab to test, followed by a low sweep of the leg.

Yang Xingyue parried and dodged easily, followed by her with a side kick in the center, followed by twisting her waist and swinging her hips, her right leg drew a circular arc like a compass.

Swing your legs after turning around at a high position!

Leg swing after turning is a combination of straight line and arc. It mainly consists of three movements: turning around, kicking back, and swinging.

Using the acceleration brought by a quick turn to form a powerful lethality to attack the opponent's face, often has the effect of one blow!

Think about the effect of a big beep on the face?Even if he couldn't get knocked out, a slap on the face would still make a buzzing sound in his head!

Not to mention a kick on the face, even if you wear protective gear, you will be kicked unconscious if you hit it hard.

However, in real Sanda matches, the usage rate and hit rate of swinging legs after turning around are very low.

First, it is because it is not easy to control the direction and distance when swinging your legs after turning around. If you are far away, you will not be able to hit, and if you are close, you will hit the opponent's shoulder.

Second, it is easy to miss the space when swinging the legs after turning around.

The third and most important point is that the moment your back is turned to the opponent when you turn around, it is easiest for the opponent to counterattack.

For example, the opponent's straight-line kicks, such as kicking and kicking, will cause the attacker to fall to the ground.

However, these objective factors restrict ordinary Sanda players, and for Yang Xingyue who has learned the "Swimming Dragon Movement", it is not a problem at all.

When she first learned the Baguazhang of Youlong Baguazhang, she dared to use "Brazil Cu" when fighting Yang Zhijie in the Huaijiang City Martial Arts Association.

Now she is faster, has a better sense of distance, and has higher body balance, and can easily control the ultimate move of "turning around at a high position and swinging her legs".

"Snapped!"

With a crisp sound, Yang Xingyue slammed Tong Zheng's right cheek hard with the sole of her right foot.

Tong Zheng, who was caught off guard, went blank after being kicked, and his eyes were spinning. After taking four or five steps back, one of them lost his footing and fell directly to the ground.

Sitting on the ground, he still felt dizzy, so he leaned back and fell to the ground.

"Tong Zheng, how are you? It's okay..."

Tong Zheng could hear the referee's voice in his ears, and he wanted to answer, but after being hit hard on the head, his brain was constantly spinning, as if falling into a bottomless abyss in a dream, his body was constantly falling down .

And Venus was also shining in front of my eyes, black and white, I couldn't tell what it was.

"Tong Zheng... talk to Tong Zheng..."

"Can you see my hand... how much is it?"

"Brother Zheng, how are you, talk..."

The crowd called for more than ten seconds, Tong Zheng blinked his eyes vigorously a few times, and shook his head again, finally the feeling of dizziness gradually subsided, the Venus in front of him disappeared, and countless faces gradually gathered in his sight together.

"I...I'm fine...help me up..."

Everyone hurriedly helped Tong Zheng up from the ground.

As a result, just as he let go of his hand, the feeling of dizziness came again. He lost his foothold and fell to his knees on the ground with a "plop".

"Tong Zheng! Are you all right, Tong Zheng?"