In fact, Zhao Yunfei has been practicing for more than ten years, and he once wondered whether he had made a mistake. Every time he fights, he uses a bastard punch. Although he always wins, both sides suffer losses. He relied on his muscles and strength to knock down his opponents, but he himself was inevitably bruised and swollen, and even became embarrassed.
In his mind, traditional Chinese martial arts are not like this, but should be one move at a time like martial arts movies, which combines practical combat and artistic beauty. But the magazine said that these things are all fabricated in movies and TV shows, and this has never happened in actual martial arts.
Zhao Yunfei has always been doubtful about this, but he can't find any more ways to refute it. After listening to Zhang Yongsheng's words, he suddenly felt that a new door had opened. He secretly felt that Zhang Yongsheng's statement was correct, otherwise he would not have defeated Wang Ping and the other five without any injuries.
Zhang Yongsheng nodded and said: "That's what I mean, so after more than ten years of training, you don't know how to fight at all, but you have developed a good body of muscles. With a solid foundation, you can beat ordinary people with bastard boxing, and you can also I can beat multiple people at once. But when I meet a real practitioner, I can only take a few beatings."
Zhao Yunfei was a little disbelieving and said firmly: "How about we try it? It happens to be spacious here. You use your fighting style and I will see what my level is."
Zhang Yongsheng looked at Bai Zhixuan's group who were discussing the layout in the distance, shook his head and said: "Let's go out and try it out. It's not suitable here. I just saw a terrace over there, which is quite spacious."
Zhao Yunfei nodded and followed Zhang Yongsheng out of the private room. They walked around the KTV lobby for a while and arrived at the terrace not far away. This place faces the central square, and sometimes some wine tables are set up to entertain guests. Now it is empty, which is perfect for two people to have a discussion.
Zhang Yongsheng spread his arms to shoulder width and raised his hands in a posture: "Let's start, you use your own method to hit me. Whether you use the martial arts you have practiced or Wang Baquan, as long as you hit me, I will lose."
Zhao Yunfei frowned when he saw Zhang Yongsheng's unconventional posture, feeling confused in his heart. This posture is too common. It can be hit anywhere. Is there a trap? He hesitated for a moment, then assumed a free-fighting stance, and punched Zhang Yongsheng.
Zhang Yongsheng took a step back, which was just the distance for Zhao Yunfei to straighten his fist, and the fist stopped in front of his eyes. Zhao Yunfei was stunned, took a step forward, and punched again. Zhang Yongsheng retreated again, but the distance remained unchanged and he still missed. Zhao Yunfei stirred up a fight of spirits and punched one after another.
Zhao Yunfei has been practicing martial arts for many years. Although he has not officially become a master, he has learned a lot of miscellaneous things. Seeing that he couldn't beat Zhang Yongsheng, he became a little anxious, so he lost his scruples and launched various moves one after another. In addition to free fighting, there are also routines from various schools of traditional martial arts.
Zhang Yongsheng used seemingly ordinary footwork, as if strolling on the terrace, dodging Zhao Yunfei's punches and kicks one by one. Zhao Yunfei was very powerful and his punches were fierce, but he still couldn't beat Zhang Yongsheng. Zhang Yongsheng dodged, turned, or shrank his head, but was unharmed by Zhao Yunfei's fist.
It was very tiring to punch empty punches. After five minutes of fighting, Zhao Yunfei finally couldn't stand it anymore and stopped to take a deep breath. He never expected that Zhang Yongsheng would be so good at hiding and let him fight with the air for five minutes, almost exhausting his strength, but in vain.
Zhao Yunfei felt very depressed. He didn't expect that there was such a big gap between him and Zhang Yongsheng. He fought for a long time and couldn't even grab the corner of his opponent's clothes. This style of play is simply cat-and-mouse. If Zhang Yongsheng wants to take the opportunity to counterattack, he really has no power to fight back.
Zhang Yongsheng walked up to Zhao Yunfei, patted him on the shoulder, and was about to say some words of comfort. Zhao Yunfei suddenly turned around and raised his elbow, hitting Zhang Yongsheng's chin. Zhao Yunfei leaned his upper body back slightly to avoid this move. Then he grabbed Zhao Yunfei's elbow, turned and twisted his waist, and threw him over his shoulder.
Zhao Yunfei only felt a huge force lifting him into the air, then the sky and the earth started spinning, and then he was thrown firmly to the ground with a muffled "bang" sound. This fall also completely woke him up, and he had to admit the gap between himself and Zhang Yongsheng.
Zhang Yongsheng was still merciful to his brothers. The moment Zhao Yunfei landed, he used a force-relieving method so that his fall to the ground was not heavy. This is a method of using strength to overcome strength with softness. It has long been lost in modern society, but it was only recorded in my grandfather's old books.
Zhao Yunfei lay on the ground frustrated and did not get up for a long time. He didn't want to believe that his ten years of training were in vain, and murmured to himself: "Then my training all these years was in vain? I spent so much money and bought so many magazines and equipment. How big is this? The money may be enough to buy a PS."
Zhang Yongsheng sat on the ground, shook his head and smiled: "Actually, it's not in vain. At least your physique is very good. I am envious of your muscles. Many girls are drooling when they look at it."
"What's the use of envy? It can't be beaten or sold, it's just a decoration." Zhao Yunfei suffered a huge blow and became dejected.
Zhang Yongsheng pulled Zhao Yunfei up and took him back to the KTV lobby. In addition to the service desk, there is a small bar next to the lobby. The two found a seat and sat down. Zhang Yongsheng ordered two bottles of beer and drank while counseling his brother who had been hit hard.
The atmosphere of the bar is good, with only a few people sitting on the seats drinking and chatting. The lights were dimmed and candles were lit on the seats, creating a warm and romantic atmosphere. Those sitting on the seats were all in pairs, and the combination of the two men seemed a bit out of place.
Zhang Yongsheng picked up the wine glass, touched it to Zhao Yunfei's hand, and said with a smile: "Actually, you don't have to be so frustrated. Your martial arts foundation is very good. As long as you change to the right path, you will soon achieve something. What you practiced before Those routines are all used, and as long as you learn how to break them down, you can turn them into actual combat."
Zhao Yunfei took a big sip of wine and said depressedly: "That's what I say, but where can I find a master who knows how to do it? You've already said it, this is an undisclosed secret, let alone published in a magazine Make it public. And it will definitely cost a lot of money to become a master like this, and I don’t have much money."
Zhang Yongsheng smiled proudly and said: "I can introduce you to a master, do you want it? Although his martial arts is not very high, at least he knows several techniques."
Zhao Yunfei paused and said in surprise: "Will you introduce your master to me? I will be your junior brother. We two brothers will learn together and compete every day. We will definitely make rapid progress."
Zhang Yongsheng shook his head and said: "It's not my old man. He no longer accepts disciples. I'm not even a closed disciple, I can only be considered a casual one. Others can teach you how to use tricks. Guess?"
Zhao Yunfei frowned and thought for a while. There was no familiar person who knew martial arts in his memory. He shook his head and said, "Just tell me straight away. You clearly know that my brain is not good, but you still let me guess."
