Three days later.
Fengtian Association.
Japanese and Manchukuo flags fluttered in the courtyard, and the branches of weeping willows were speckled with snow.
"drink!"
With a loud roar, a black shadow flew up from the courtyard door and fell heavily into the newly cleaned courtyard.
Wow~
The cotton curtains in the surrounding rooms were opened, and a dozen men with armbands rushed out. They looked at their fallen companions on the ground and turned their heads towards the courtyard door.
This is the Fengtian Association, and Ma San is the leader of the martial arts community in the three eastern provinces. Who dares to come here to cause trouble? Don’t want to live anymore?
"Where's Ma San? Tell Ma San to come out!"
Lao Jiang walked into the yard and looked at the people blocking the door of the main house without fear.
"Why are you here again?"
Standing in the front row was Ma San's second apprentice Xu Heng, looking at Lao Jiang with disdain. Two days ago, this man and the second lady of the Gong family came to the Xiehe Conference to cause trouble, but his master retorted him away with a few words. Unexpectedly, a few days later, he would Here we go again, could it be that you still think the joke is not big enough and the Gong family is not embarrassed enough?
At this moment, a man and a woman walked in outside the concierge.
The woman was wearing a fur coat and had an expressionless face.
The man wears a top hat and windbreaker and a pair of leather gloves, and he seems not to be afraid of the cold wind coming from the north.
Behind the two of them were Xu Heng's junior brothers. They just kept a distance and surrounded them, but no one dared to make a move.
"Second Miss, is it possible that what Master said last time was not clear enough? Do you want me to repeat it again?"
This was said to Gong Er, but Xu Heng's eyes were always on Lin Yue.
Of course the second lady of the Gong family understood it, otherwise she wouldn't have left easily last time, but this time... the difference was the man standing next to Gong Er.
Except for Lao Jiang, all the relatives in the Gong family opposed her seeking revenge on Ma San. Now that there was an additional man, they dared to seek revenge again? How funny.
Gong Er ignored him, looked at the main room and said, "Brother, come out."
After a while, an unhurried voice came from behind the curtain: "Junior sister, Xu Heng has made his words very clear. I have given in to you again and again, just because I want to save some face for your Gong family. But I never thought...you are determined to destroy the sign that the old man earned during his lifetime."
Gong Er said calmly: "Ma San, the person who wants to settle accounts with you today is not me."
These words made Ma San's disciples all stunned. It wasn't her who was looking for trouble, then who was it? Old ginger? Or……
Huh~
The cotton curtain opened and a man walked out of the room.
"It's you!"
The moment he saw Lin Yue, Ma San's expression changed. How could he forget the man in front of him.
It was this man who defeated him at the Golden Tower in Foshan. Gong Baosen trained him like a dog for this matter, and even kicked him out of Foshan after he was finished.
He was the one who held hands with the old man during the retreat ceremony in the north, and the man named Lin was the one who held hands during the retreat ceremony in the south.
Formally speaking, the two should indeed be competitors.
But... competitors are competitors. Gong Er is not qualified to take back the Gong family's things. Lin Yue is naturally even less qualified. Who doesn't know that he is the successor of Wing Chun and studied under Liang Bi, the son of Liang Zan.
"Junior sister, are you kidding?"
"Ma San, you think that by colluding with the old man in the family, the Gong family is not qualified to collect debts from you. Unfortunately, you missed one person."
"Who did I miss?"
Gong Er said: "You missed my father's senior brother Ding Lianshan."
The mustache on Ma San's face moved a few times: "Ding Lianshan? Isn't he dead?"
For more than thirty years, Ding Lianshan never returned to the Northeast, and there was no trace of his deeds in the world. People in the Xingyi Sect and Bagua Sect thought he was dead.
"Uncle Master is not dead." Gong Er said: "Don't you know, in 1936 in Jinlou, Foshan, when you had a fierce fight with the Southern Boxer, many people couldn't find my father. In fact, he went to see Uncle Master. .”
Ma San's face turned ugly, not only because Gong Er's words brought back that unpleasant memory, but also because he realized that things seemed to be out of his control.
"So, you're saying...the master is coming back?"
Gong Er said: "Master didn't come back, but his apprentice came back."
Ma San shifted his gaze to Lin Yue's face: "You mean him?"
Gong Er didn't speak.
Not speaking is the default.
Xu Heng and others all looked at Lin Yue.
"Some people say that the main point of Xingyi Quan is to advance at every step rather than stop at the slightest moment. Others say that the main point of Xingyi Quan is to chase the wind and the moon without letting go. I don't know which view Mr. Ma agrees with more."
Ma San laughed, then laughed angrily. A guy who was trying to play women's boxing actually came to discuss with him the essence of the masculine and powerful Xingyiquan.
"Mr. Lin, if Mr. Liang knew that you deceived your master and killed your ancestors and turned to your uncle, I wonder what Jiuquan would think."
Lin Yue said: "Who told you that I learned Xingyi Quan from Mr. Ding?"
While talking, he took off his leather gloves and patted them against the wind.
Snap, snap, snap~
The sound is quiet but clear.
After a few breaths, a man squeezed out from the crowd surrounding the door, holding a food box in his hand.
Sanjiang Shui looked here and there, put the food box in front of the steps, said "What a murderous aura", quickly wiped the soles of his feet and ran away.
Ma San winked at the disciple next to him, and Xu Heng walked over and opened the food box.
There is a bowl of soup inside, which is still hot and misty.
"It's not easy to catch a snake in the twelfth lunar month. I came all the way from Guangdong and didn't bring any gifts. I'm going to cook a specialty dish for Mr. Ma to replenish his body. Try it and see if it's the same as what I had three years ago. smell."
After listening to Lin Yue's words, Ma San reacted immediately.
At the Jinlou banquet that year, Gong Baosen finished eating the snake soup and soon disappeared. He still remembered that it was Lin Yue who brought the food to the table.
Lin Yue handed the leather gloves to Gong Er, and looked at Ma San and said coldly: "Am I qualified to help Mr. Gong clean up the house on behalf of Mr. Ding now?"
Ma San didn't know what to say.
His disciples suddenly realized that this was the relationship between Mr. Lin and the great elder of the Bagua Xingyi Sect.
Let's talk about master and apprentice, it's a bit strange. It's not a master-disciple thing, it's actually a passing of skills. Although it's not martial arts, it's cooking. The key is that this kind of relationship is too strong and you can't find reason, which is very disgusting.
Lin Yue saw Ma San's expression changing: "What? Are you scared?"
"Afraid?"
Ma San rolled up his sleeves and stepped down the stairs.
"I, Ma San, have never been afraid of anyone in my life. Last time in Jinlou, you had the advantage of the right location and people. Today I want to see what else you have learned and how dare you come to show off your power in my three eastern provinces."
As he spoke, he made the starting hand gesture of Xingyiquan.
Lin Yue stepped back slightly with one foot, and his moves were a bit weird, right hand fist, left palm, not Wing Chun style.
Ma San frowned, but didn't say anything. His eyes darkened, and he stepped forward and punched out with a punch.
Lin Yue's eyes squinted slightly, his body gave way a little, and when the punch came close to his body, he knocked his elbow down.
The horse hits empty three times.
At this time, he suddenly turned around and pushed out with one move.
The wind roars in the palm, and the momentum is like a rainbow.
Ma San's expression did not change, and he raised his other hand up, using his arm to block the palm that was hitting his face. At the same time, he used his strength to retreat and sweep his feet.
Xingyiquan, Yan shape, step forward and fly your feet.
Lin Yue refused to evade, took a lunge and started to mount his horse, raising his elbow to resist.
puff.
After his leg was blocked, Ma San took a big step back with a puzzled look on his face.
He had not yet forced out Lin Yue's Wing Chun, and his opponent's fighting style was completely different from the ever-changing one at the Jinlou Banquet. He actually started to take a tough path, and even the Xingyi Quan, which was famous for its power and strength, could not suppress it.
At this time, Lin Yue turned slightly sideways, changed his footwork, and waved to him: "Warm-up is complete, come again."
Ma San's expression changed again when he saw his posture, he shouted loudly, and punched straight in with both hands.
In the eighth position, the green dragon comes out of the water.
Eight postures, Aobu gun boxing.
One punch, two punches, three punches, the fists full of power kept hitting the opponent.
Lin Yue's fists became softer, he was able to dodge and intercept, and he was tricky to challenge. It looked dangerous, but in fact he easily neutralized Ma San's attack.
Lao Jiang watched from the side with his eyebrows twitching, because he knew the palm technique used by Lin Yue.
Wearing sleeves to pick a fight, opening the window to look at the moon, running around and holding hands...
These are all moves from the Gong family's Baguazhang.
When did he become so skillful in using it?
Gong Er's hand holding the leather glove tightened tighter and tighter. Lin Yue never used Wing Chun, boxing or Muay Thai. The fighting style was completely different from the two people's fighting style in the Jinlou showdown.
This is not because he has given up on the idea of "it doesn't matter whether it's Eastern or Western, Chinese or foreign, as long as it's easy to use." He did this on purpose.
Use the Gong family's Xingyiquan and Baguazhang to take revenge on Ma San.
"not good."
When Gong Er was slightly distracted, Lao Jiang's expression changed. He saw Ma San suddenly perform a golden chicken move with fluttering wings to deflect Lin Yue's stick attack. He looked at the empty goal and hit Lin Yue's abdomen with his knee.
Ma San's disciples' eyes lit up.
When it comes to understanding the two martial arts of the Gong family, how can President Ma, who has been immersed in this art for thirty years, compare to the Nanmanzi who became a monk halfway through.
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