After hearing what the waiter said, Lin Yue frowned. He knew that Ma Sanhui would cause trouble in Jinlou and injure boxers from Guangdong and Guangxi, but he didn't expect that there was some deviation from the plot of the movie and that guy would target him.
"Where's Mr. Gong?"
The waiter shook his head: "Mr. Gong disappeared as soon as the banquet was over."
Lin Yue thought that the old man should have gone to find his senior brother Ding Lianshan.
"Let's go over and have a look."
After speaking, he followed the waiter and walked outside.
According to the movie, even if he and Ip Man don't take action, Gong Baosen will give Ma San a good beating when he comes back. After all, they are here to do big things and are not aggressive.
The northern boxers went south to teach their skills, and what they taught was "national martial arts". The purpose was to unite people's hearts and build a strong country.
This time when Gong Baosen came to Foshan, he wanted to find someone who could lead the southern boxers northward. He said it was to pass on their skills, but in fact he wanted to mobilize southern warriors to resist Japan and save the country.
What Ma San did was not to overshadow the guest, but to deceive others. If it was serious, it would even cause antagonism between the north and the south, and the situation of one family of Chinese martial arts created by the Five Tigers going to Jiangnan would disappear.
Ye Wen did not move, still sitting at the round table in the opium shop, smoking quietly, and occasionally lighting the ashtray to knock off the ashes in front of him.
…
In the golden building.
The window lattice was broken, the chairs were overturned several times, and the kiln sisters hid in a place with few people in panic, fearing that they would be injured by those lawless guys.
Ma San stood in the crowd, looking at the southern boxers around him with a cold face. There were several people lying at his feet, still moaning and wailing, and they looked like they were seriously injured.
Huang Yiping tried hard to restrain the Foshan boxers and prevent them from taking action against Ma San.
The people from the Guangzhou Jingwu Association opposite looked at their own people lying on the ground with fear on their faces.
As soon as Gong Baosen left, Ma San brazenly said, "When you enter the temple to worship Buddha, you have to go through the mountain gate first. If you want to see the real Buddha, you have to go through Ma San first." The people of the Guangzhou Jingwu Association were angered by him, and only after taking action did they realize that the gap was quite big. , beating the opponent with teeth all over the ground.
Seeing that the people from the Guangzhou Jingwu Association did not dare to take the lead, he turned his hostility to the Foshan Jingwu Association and injured several leaders of Qinglong Martial Arts Hall Liang and Qingyun Hall. The seniors were afraid of losing and did not dare to join. The juniors went up and gave free gifts, but now no one in the entire Jinlou dared to challenge.
"Back then, Huo Daxia defeated the Russian strongmen in Shanghai and founded the Jingwu Society in order to promote national martial arts and strengthen the people's health. More than ten years later, branches of the Jingwu Society were opened one after another, but Huo Daxia's original intention of founding the Jingwu Society has been You have completely forgotten that it is quite good to open a martial arts gym and teach apprentices to make money. Some people regard it as a way to curry favor with the local wealthy gentry and officials, turning a clean martial arts field into a casino, a shopping mall, and a place of power. .”
"Doing business requires harmony and wealth. People who practice martial arts must differentiate themselves. Today, I, Ma San, want to let you boxers from Guangdong and Guangxi know that the north is called Green Forest, and your southern boxing... has declined to the point where there is no successor, just like this Tower."
Ma San took a look at the splendor around him: "It used to be called Gonghe Building, but now it's called Jin Building."
The faces of the people in the Jingwu Association are very ugly. This Ma San has a really vicious mouth and doesn't give him any face. However, his kung fu is very good. A set of Xingyiquan beat the southern boxer so much that he dared not speak out.
"Where is the boy who brought the snake soup? I heard from you people here that he is the most capable person in Foshan. What? How dare you pretend to be a ghost in front of the old man, but don't dare to show up in front of me, Ma San?"
Huang Yiping said: "The person you are looking for is not here. He has gone out."
"Huh, not here? You don't dare. You are really capable, how can you learn to serve tea and water and flatter others? That is what a slave boy who cannot stand up to the stage would do."
As soon as Ma San finished speaking, he noticed that the crowd of people on the opposite side who were excited but did not dare to take action retreated to both sides. The young man whom he had just scolded as a slave boy came over.
"Slave boy?" Lin Yue and Ma San faced each other across a door frame: "Don't talk too much. If the eldest disciple of the Gong family can't even fight a slave boy, I'm afraid he will lose face to Mr. Gong if he tells it. .”
After saying this, Lin Yue moved his right foot forward and asked each other, "Don't we want to tell the difference? Come on."
Ma San narrowed his eyes, and a look of hatred flashed across his face. He quickly stepped forward and launched the most powerful cannon fist in a straight line.
Pa~
Lin Yue blocked with his hands and pushed forward with his hands.
Ma San's left horizontal fist turned into a drilling punch, and he attacked a little below the center line that Lin Yue briefly gave up. Unexpectedly, he raised a foot and blocked his drilling punch at an incredible height. At the same time, blackness appeared in front of his eyes. As soon as the shadow flashed, the strong wind like a knife swept across his skin, and all the hairs on Ma San's body stood up. Without thinking much, he quickly stepped back on his tiptoes.
Thump thump thump.
Ma San took three long strides back, twisted his right foot, and kicked his foot toward the floor, barely able to stabilize his body.
He touched his neck with his hand and looked at it. There was no blood, but there was burning pain in the place where the wind brought by the index finger had just swept.
quiet.
The scene was deathly quiet.
As soon as the two of them met, Ma San lost half a move. This was simply unimaginable just now.
You must know that Ma San's Xingyiquan attack is fast, powerful and powerful. Even the Hong Quan used by the master of Qingyun Hall did not dare to confront him head-on. As a result, Lin Yue came on the field and suppressed Ma San to fight, but he used It's Wing Chun, which is criticized by many people as a women's boxing style. However, the transformation of body movements and attack angles are more tricky, and the coordination of moves...how should I put it, gives people a very awkward feeling.
Many people tried to copy Lin Yue's movements, but found that they couldn't do it. They couldn't control their limbs in different postures at the same time.
Strange, how did he do it?
Pa~
Pa~
Phew~
While President Li and others felt incredible, the confrontation continued.
Ma San, who just blocked the way to kill the gods and Buddhas, failed to gain any advantage in every attack. He was either knocked back by the punches, or he lost the opportunity to avoid the killing moves and retreated voluntarily.
After five combinations.
Lin Yue pushed forward with a knee strike, Ma San pressed down both hands to defend, and turned his right hand to punch upwards. Lin Yue suddenly raised his head to let go, and Ma San took advantage of the situation and punched downwards.
Snapped.
The split fist was blocked by the arm.
Ma San punched out with his other hand. Unexpectedly, he was met by a single palm just halfway through. With one shock, one move, and one circle, the young man opposite him seemed to be able to predict his movements while dispersing Qi and punching power. , before he could take off his feet, he was kicked back by someone who came first, followed by a knock on the knee joint.
snort!
With a muffled groan.
Ma San's lower body was unstable and he took a step back. At this time, the foot that had broken his lower body stepped hard on the ground. There was a crisp sound and the board cracked.
This is? The prelude to the striding collapse fist?
The above thoughts flashed through his mind, and Ma San was about to distance himself to dodge the ensuing punch, but he didn't know that it was not a punch, but a kick.
Wing Chun high legs!
Woo!
A figure flew out and hit the square table in the innermost part of the small hall, smashing the flower pots into pieces and spreading dirt on the ground.
Cough, cough, cough.
Ma San coughed up two balls of saliva, put his hands on the ground and tried to get up, but failed several times.
Lin Yue's kick just now hit his chin, and now his head is dizzy, his ears are buzzing, and everything he sees has double images, as if he is a world apart from the onlookers, very far away, and very unreal.
Wow~
There was a round of applause from behind.
"Okay, okay, good fight." Master Liang, Master Liao and others applauded and cheered.
Lin Yue withdrew his fighting posture, looked at Ma San, who was covered in black soil, and said, "Am I qualified to see the true Buddha?"
The kick just now could have been a little harder. If Ma San was defeated, there would be one less Japanese dog in the future.
It's a pity that it's not the time yet. If we really want to kill this guy, we will have to turn against the Gong family, and it will be difficult to deal with Gong Er.
"What's the agreement? Forget it?"
"Liuhe or Qihe?"
"This guy is younger than Ma San, he's so awesome."
"It seems that the rumors are true. No wonder President Li and Mr. Fu want to invite Gong Baosen to come to Foshan to hold another retreat ceremony. It turns out that there is a martial arts wizard here."
Representatives of the Guangzhou Jingwu Association and boxers from the Guangxi area were talking about it.
In fact, even President Li and Huang Yiping were very surprised. They thought that even if Lin Yue could defeat Ma San, it would only be after ten or twenty rounds. Unexpectedly, it was only Liuhe who beat Ma San to the ground.
They are all martial arts practitioners, and they naturally have good eyesight in distinguishing the strength of the target person's kung fu. They were witnesses to the martial arts contest between Lin Yue and the Nanyang people half a year ago, and have a clear understanding of his strength, but now... In just half a year, they have not seen him. It seems that I have made progress again, and the improvement is not just a little bit. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is a leap.
How did this guy practice?
…
When there was a fierce fight in the Jinlou, Gong Baosen went to the backyard of the Jinlou and found the master Ge Ding Lianshan who had been missing for many years.
After some talk about snake soup and new firewood, the atmosphere became dull.
Gong Baosen looked at the new piece of firewood he had just put into the stove: "Brother, I have a question."
Ding Lianshan also looked at the new piece of firewood and said, "It's about the person who gave you snake soup."
Gong Baosen nodded.
"Just ask."
"Brother, did he learn his boxing skills from you?"
Ding Lianshan shook his head: "I never taught him any boxing or kicking skills. As for how much he can see from the bottom of my hands, that's his business."
The corners of Gong Baosen's mouth twitched, and he looked thoughtfully at the blazing flames in the stove.
…
Ma San left.
Just like in the movie, he was driven away by Kung Bosen.
Shortly after nightfall, heavy rain fell.
The Jingwu Conference hall was brightly lit. People from Wuguan Street, Yingshazui, Nanhai, and Guangzhou gathered together. For what reason, it was naturally a question of who should join forces with Gong Baosen. .
"It's just you." Master Liang of Qinglong Guild Hall pointed at Lin Yue and said.
"Yes, it's you." The owner of the Qingyun Hall said angrily with his arm wrapped in a bandage: "If it weren't for Master Lin here today, it would be difficult for us southern boxers to hold our heads up in front of the northerners from now on."
President Li is very satisfied with the current situation: "So, does anyone still have different opinions on Lin Yue and Mr. Gong's partnership? If not..."
At this moment, a voice was heard from behind the crowd: "I don't agree!"
