Chu Xiong swore that he would never drink with Monk Xu again. It was like a bottomless pit. After a drinking session, he was equipped with 30 Mulan cannons, each equipped with 15 rounds of ammunition;
There were 200 boxes of long-handled grenades produced by the military factory, 200 roadside bombs, and 6 captured 75mm field guns. Only then did he put down the knife with satisfaction.
He only drank three-thirds of the wine, and Chu Xiong quickly begged for mercy. Who didn't know that Monk Xu had no bottom when it came to drinking, and Chu Xiong couldn't afford to accompany him.
"Lao Xu, you can't drink anymore. The teacher is still here. Next time, next time!"
Monk Xu thought about it. The teacher was here. If he drank Chu Xiong to the ground, the teacher would curse him, so he resigned and said:
"Okay, that's it for drinking. I heard folk rumors before that you, Brother Chu, have very good kung fu. You are like the rebirth of Zhao Zilong;
Brother, I learned some boxing in the Shaolin Temple in my early years. How about we brothers compete and learn from each other? "
Chu Xiong was speechless on the spot. In his previous life, he heard that Monk Xu liked to compete with others for drinking and boxing. It was true. In his previous life, he had only learned the killing techniques of special operations. How could he compare to a disciple like Monk Xu?
But he had already given in when he drank just now. If he gives in again with fists and kicks, Chu Xiong will have to be beaten by Monk Xu in the 81st Division in the future;
This is not okay, a man can fall down, but he must never admit that he is not good!
"Lao Xu, okay, then let's discuss and learn from each other. That's it?"
Monk Xu immediately became excited when he heard this. It had been a long time since he came out of the Shaolin Temple to have a serious martial arts competition with anyone. He excitedly pulled up his posture and put on a martial arts competition.
"Bang!"
"Chu Xiong, why did you do this?"
"Bah, bah, bah..."
"You're still here? It's quite sinister."
Monk Xu also started to fight back after suffering a heavy loss.
The room was filled with punches, punches to the flesh, and thunderbolts, as if the house was being demolished.
The huge movement in the house soon alerted everyone outside the house. The "tiger" who was on guard around the house were all alerted. Shitou was about to rush in with a submachine gun, but was stopped by Mr. Chen. He was too Understand the urinary properties of Monk Xu.
"Everyone, step back. The two brigade commanders are competing in martial arts inside. It's none of your business, so go ahead and do what you have to do!"
As soon as Shitou heard the teacher's words, he waved his hand, and a small team of "Tiger" members disappeared without a trace in an instant, as if they had never been there. The teacher looked at him and nodded repeatedly. There were 50 people in the Tigers who were sent by him. Came here for training.
"I should bring back my Wild Wolf Special Forces this time!"
Thinking of this, he turned to Gao Wancheng and said:
"Political Commissar Gao and Chief of Staff Zhong, these two brigade commanders are fighting, who do you bet on winning?"
"It's okay, just keep it safe!"
Gao Wancheng and Zhong Guoliang bet on Chu Xiong to win without even thinking about it.
Mr. Chen laughed and said:
"Okay, you all bet on Chu Xiong to win, then I will bet on Monk Xu to win, he is a martial arts master from Shaolin Temple;
Since ancient times, the world's martial arts has originated from Shaolin. I heard that Chu Xiong has learned a few moves from Shitou since he was a child. Shitou is a disciple of Wudang Mountain. There is still a gap between Wudang and Shaolin. Have you really not changed your mind? "
Master Chen has also been practicing martial arts since he was a child. Although he is not a master, he still has some vision;
In the Eighth Route Army, there were only a handful of people who could beat Monk Xu in fists and kicks, and Chu Xiong was not one of them!
A stone can barely count as one!
"Division Commander, we still stick to our choice and believe that our brigade commander can win."
Gao Wancheng said calmly, and Zhong Guoliang nodded, which made Mr. Chen more and more looking forward to the outcome of the competition;
You must know that Zhong Guoliang is a member of the division commander system. The first 200 backbones that the division commander supported for the independent battalion were led by Zhong Guoliang. Now, many of these 200 backbones have become battalion and company-level officers, and Zhong Guoliang even holds the position of chief of staff.
His level of mixing sand is not inferior to anyone's, and now the Independent Brigade has become the sharpest sword of the 81st Division!
"Bah, bah, bah..."
"Bah, bah, bah..."
There is still no winner in the room!
There were probably no more than two tables and chairs left in the room, and Gao Wancheng felt a slight pain in his body.
Mr. Chen simply had a stool brought over and sat there waiting for the lottery results with great interest.
Zhong Guoliang stuffed a handful of pumpkin seeds very discerningly, and Mr. Chen naturally took it and started eating...
An hour later, the door finally opened, and two people came out, supporting each other. They were both bruised and swollen, and it was hard to tell who was winning and who was losing. When they saw the teacher sitting on a stool, the two simply sat down on the ground, just in time to catch their breath. .
"Is the fight over? Who won?"
No one was willing to talk about the teacher's problem. Teacher Chen suddenly said angrily:
"Well, great monk Xu and Chu Er are stupid. Two brigade commanders with over 10,000 troops had a private fist fight and damaged several public tables and chairs. They were all repaired by me in a while!"
As soon as Chu Xiong heard this, he immediately got up and went to find tools to repair the tables and chairs. Monk Xu was a step slower in reacting. If he looked closely, his legs were a bit unruly, but he still got up without changing his expression and went to help Chu Xiong repair the tables and chairs. .
Monk Xu also worked as a carpenter, so he had no problem repairing tables and chairs.
"Let's all break up. There's no winner. Please keep the competition between these two idiots a secret!"
Mr. Chen waved his hand and dismissed the others. It was okay that he did not emphasize confidentiality, but this emphasis spread faster.
About the martial arts competition between Shaolin monk Xu and Wudang lay disciple Chu Xiong, word quickly spread throughout the base area, and then spread throughout southeastern Shanxi, Hedong, and even the entire China, and even spread overseas.
Chinese people are most interested in this kind of story. It is simply a modern version of Guan Yunchang fighting Zhao Zilong. This is perfect for setting up the Dragon Gate Formation. There are various versions;
It is said that two people fought for three days and three nights. In the end, Monk Xu was able to win half a move, and the world's martial arts originated from Shaolin.
Some people also say that the two men fought with swords and swords for 500 rounds, and Chu Xiong won a small victory, and the reputation of Wudang Kung Fu spread.
Some people also say that the two sides are tied, and Shaolin and Wudang each have their own merits!
When word finally reached Yanzhou’s victory, everyone became interested and said to Wu Hao:
"Guan Yunchang and Zhao Zilong of our Eighth Route Army killed the Japanese with fear! Does it matter who wins and who loses?"
"Niang Xi is so powerful, all the capable people have gone to the other side!"
"George, Chinese Kung Fu is really interesting. Who do you think won?"
Franklin asked curiously
George shrugged and said:
"The Eighth Route Army wins!"
Franklin smiled immediately, and George smiled knowingly, and everything was understood without saying a word!
This contest has always been a secret in military history. Decades later, it is still being argued by various experts and has fed many idle people.
It was not until N years later, when Monk Xu was on his deathbed, that his granddaughter curiously asked again, and Monk Xu said meaningfully:
"Girl, Mr. Chu is too shady! Stay away from that boy from the Chu family from now on, he's like a bastard!"
Of course, this is the follow-up impact. They can't think that far now. The tasks assigned by the division commander have not been completed yet. The two brigade commanders started carpentry work in the house.
Half an hour later the division commander came in and started fighting too;
Two hours later, the tables and chairs were repaired, and the three people sat on the repaired tables and chairs to study the next development strategy of the 81st Division:
"Chu Xiong, you have a lot of clever ideas, please tell me first..."
Monk Xu nodded in agreement. When it comes to Yin people, no one can compare to Chu Xiong!
