The ultimate move of Xingyiquan.
Old ape hanging seal!
Lin Yue lowered his eyes slightly, glanced back, leaned back, his toes touched the ground, and his knees suddenly pushed up.
Similar moves.
The old ape hanging seal is just an old ape hanging seal with the old ape looking back at the moon.
The eyes of Gong Er and Lao Jiang changed slightly.
Lin Yue stepped out a beat slower, but his speed was much faster. Ma San's knee hit the air, and his knee hit Ma San's calf hard.
Even though there was a layer of cotton pants between them, there was still a crisp sound.
A look of pain flashed across Ma San's face, and he took three big steps back. His stance was difficult to stabilize, and his shoulder was tilted towards the injured leg. Judging from the situation, it was probably broken.
Noticing the blank and puzzled look on the other side, Lin Yue said, "Didn't Mr. Gong tell you about the pass where Lao Yuan hangs his seal?"
Ma Sandan looked at Lin Yue intently, his lips trembled slightly, and the mustache above him also undulated slightly.
He remembered what the old man said when he came to the door. The key point for the old ape to hang the seal was not to hang the seal, but to look back. He took this as an admonishment, admonishing him to stop at the brink and turn back. However, at that time, he replied: "The tide of war is unpredictable." There is no permanent shape, and I am determined to go all the way to the dark side.
It turns out that the old man made a pun, and the old ape hanging the seal and looking back at the moon were one move.
Now he understood, but it was too late.
Lin Yue moved forward quickly, stepping forward with a drill punch, a step forward split punch, and then a Qilin spitting move, which made him exhausted.
The shadows of fists intertwined, the shadows of palms flew, and the windbreaker rose and fell.
Ma San stepped hard and injured his calf bone, causing his body to stagnate.
Lin Yue's overlord treat suddenly stopped, he twisted his waist, turned his body, pushed his right foot back, raised his left hand palm upward, and pressed Ma San's chin hard.
At the same time, he blasted out a cannon punch with his right hand.
puff!
Woo~
With a muffled sound, Ma San flew out, hit the north wall heavily with his back, slipped to the ground and spat out a mouthful of blood.
Lao Jiang was stunned: "Miss, this is... the bottom of the leaf..."
Gong Er shook his head: "Yes and no."
It is a flower hidden under the leaf, but it is not a double-cupped palm with flowers hidden under the leaf. It is a single-cupped palm with flowers hidden under the leaf, and the other hand uses a cannon fist.
Left Baguazhang, right Xingyiquan.
They are all unique skills of the Gong family.
There was silence in the yard. Ma San's disciples stared blankly at everything in front of them, not knowing what to do.
So strong!
The first person in the three eastern provinces was defeated, but the bowl of snake soup was still steaming.
"Master, are you okay?"
Xu Heng reacted quickly and ran to Ma San to help him, but when he didn't want to, he stretched out his hand and was pushed away.
Ma San looked at Lin Yue and Gong Er standing at the bottom of the steps.
"I have been in your Gong family for so many years, working for the old man and supporting the Bagua Xingyi Sect. When challengers come, I will take over. If there are people who do evil things, I will block them. Good-looking ones, bad-looking ones, can be put on the table but not. , I’m doing it all, for what reason?”
"I know what the old man thinks. Although you have the courage and ability to be as good as any man, he doesn't want you to take the road of no return. He hopes that you will get married like an ordinary woman and live a normal life. So, he treats me like a half-son."
"You all call me a traitor, you all call me a scum, but if I hadn't been working hard to stop the Japanese, the Gong family would have been doomed long ago. It's better to advance at the slightest step than to stop at the slightest step. This is what he taught me. "
"Today, I repay the kindness of your Gong family in raising me, as well as the martial arts passed down to me by the old man."
Gong Er looked at Ma San, who had lost the ability to move, and said, "Let's be clear, the Gong family's things..."
Lin Yue didn't let her finish her words, shook his head slightly, and pulled her away.
After returning from Fengguo Temple, he had been thinking about one thing for the past two days. He asked Jinshan to come and stop Gongbaosen and prevent the old man from going to Ma San to settle the score.
Why didn't the old man listen to him? He came to the Fengtian Association alone and had a fight with Ma San.
Is it just stubbornness that makes you unable to swallow this breath?
Is there a possibility that the old man did it on purpose?
When you reach Kiyabo Mori's age, what do you care about most? It should be inheritance.
Ma San got his Xingyiquan, and Gong Er got his Baguazhang. Just like what Fifth Master said to Gong Er before, when she and Ma San are complete, their martial arts can be considered complete.
Compare this to 1936, when the Japanese sent troops to the Central Plains and marched south to Guangdong. In just two or three years, they invaded and occupied most of China. Although the anti-war sentiment among the people was high, no one was sure whether the country would be subjugated.
Just like Ma San said, war is unpredictable, power and water are unpredictable. Sometimes people have to learn to bow their heads under the eaves. You must know that there are only a few people with lofty ideals who are not afraid of sacrifice and bloodshed.
Now, whether it is to protect the Gong family or for his own future, Ma San has taken refuge with the Japanese. Can the old man pretend not to know? Of course not, but if Ma San is really killed, at his age, can he still cultivate another successor of Gong Style Xingyiquan? And...after all, I have been raised since childhood.
It doesn't make sense not to go, and I really can't let go of Ma San.
How to do it?
Why not come here and have a fight, let the outside world see, the old man is not without attitude, the key is that he is old and can't beat him. If you don't die in the hands of Ma San, from now on you will take your Yangguan Road and I will cross my single-plank bridge. What if he died in the hands of Ma San, well, the letter to Lao Jiang said, no matter the grudge.
In this way, Ma San is alive and Gong Er is also alive. At least the martial arts of the Gong family can be passed on.
Just like in the plot of the movie, after Ma San was knocked down by Gong Er, he said that he thought the old man was too slow to act, but it turned out that he was deliberately letting go. The old ape looking back seemed to be persuading him to turn back, and was also teaching him the last trick.
Therefore, Gong Baosen actively sought death.
Of course, this is just Lin Yue's guess. Only Gong Baosen himself knows whether this is the real situation, and there is no way to verify it now.
He didn't want to comment on the grudges of the Gong family. He came to the Northeast with only one purpose - to change Gong Er's tragic fate. Now that you've got your wish, let's go.
"Hmph, you deserve it."
Lao Jiang said with disdain on his face, cut a thin line with his knife, watched Xu Heng and others with vigilant eyes, exited the courtyard step by step, followed by Lin Yue and Gong Er.
…
Afternoon, Gong Cemetery.
After Gong Er finished offering the incense to Gong Baosen, he saw Lin Yue looking at the deceased photo in a daze, and casually asked what he was thinking about.
"I'm wondering if I can be considered a descendant of the Gong family's Xingyi Quan."
"It doesn't count."
"Because you learned Snake Soup from your uncle, whether it is Baguazhang or Xingyi Quan, you have learned from your master."
"Then what's the point?" Lin Yue looked at her jokingly.
Gong Er was stunned for a moment before he came to his senses. He was a little confused, but he said calmly: "Leaving the day after tomorrow?"
"Leave the day after tomorrow." There were too many things waiting for him to do in Guangdong. If he delayed for one more day, one more person with lofty ideals might die at the hands of the Japanese army.
Gong Er was silent for a long time, until the incense was half burnt and then said: "The flowers hidden under your leaves... are not used well enough."
Lin Yue tightened his windbreaker: "I know."
Gong Er looked up at him and said, "Then do you want to see the complete flowers hidden under the leaves?"
"Let's wait another day." Lin Yue took off his top hat, brushed off the snow on it, turned around and walked towards the wooden post where the horse was tied.
Another day?
He is leaving the day after tomorrow.
…
the next day.
Fengtian Daxi Road.
The snow has stopped and the sky is still cloudy, but there are many more pedestrians on the street than before.
In a hot pot restaurant near the French Consulate, Lin Yue was eating hotpot mutton in a bowl.
The water in the copper pot gurgled, and the hand-cut mutton was placed on the plate next to it. It was a bit thicker than the mutton rolls of later generations, but it was better than fresh and plump.
Hot pot, if you don't pursue heavy taste, it is indeed the Northeastern copper pot that tastes good.
The chair opposite was empty.
Originally he was dining with Gong Er, but while eating, he said that the wine sold in the store was not strong enough. Gong Er said that there was a nearby Juyuan Yong Shao Guofang, and the wine sold there was very good, and his father was there. I come here often, so I put down my chopsticks and went to buy wine.
Lin Yue could only shake his head and let her go.
He ate two pieces of mutton-boiled meat here, and suddenly felt a cool breeze blowing around him. He looked up and saw that there was an extra person on the chair opposite.
Not Gong Er.
Lin Yue's expression changed.
Um?
