With the table as the boundary, round table competition!
When Grandmaster Ip Man first opened a Wing Chun martial arts school in Foshan, he defeated the master of Guangdong martial arts, Hong Chunnan, the master of Hong Kong martial arts, at the same table.
Fifty years later, this scene is very similar.
Wing Chun, Wing Chun again! Kicking the gym, kicking the gym again!
Recall the past, the glorious years!
Chen Boguang and other veteran players can't help but feel excited when they think of the original legend of the Grandmaster.
As a direct disciple of Ye Wen, Uncle Long Ma's face suddenly turned red. He glanced at Li Shaoze for a long time and suddenly clasped his fists at the guests from all directions.
"Thank you all guests for drinking my birthday banquet today. It just so happens that some colleagues from the martial arts world are visiting. I will have a round table competition with my incompetent disciple Shaoze on the spot to wish you all a happy drink."
"I hope all guests have a good time. Come and drink up this cup."
Uncle Longma's voice was heard in the hall, he raised his glass, drank it down, and held his hands in all directions.
"good!"
"I wish Mr. Long a long life!"
The confused guests in the hall suddenly came to their senses and raised their glasses one after another, and the cheers spread throughout the hall.
These guests are mainly friends from the film industry and acquaintances from the neighborhood, and only a small number are people from the martial arts industry. They thought it was a trouble before, but now they saw that the birthday boy had survived, they felt relieved and regarded it as a lucky draw.
Although they felt something was wrong in their hearts, since the birthday boy spoke openly, they stopped asking any more questions. As for people in the martial arts world, they have seen the secret.
This is a kick-off, a very unscrupulous kick-off! As long as the old man dared to speak, they would dare to swarm up and break Xiahou Wu's legs!
But now that the two parties have drawn a line, they can only sit back and watch the situation develop. I saw Uncle Longma making a gesture to A Ming beside him, and A Ming brought people up with an indignant look and removed the banquet from the table.
The chairs at the main table were stretched five meters apart, forming a circle around the city. Chen Boguang and others sat on their knees, looking at the round table in the center.
Boom, ding, choke, boom... As soon as the lion dance team's gongs and drums sounded, Long Ma stretched out his big hand, grabbed the tablecloth of the round table, and suddenly pulled it, revealing a red lacquered wooden table with simple mottled textures.
The moment the tablecloth was pulled off, Xia Houwu showed no expression, stepped on his cloth shoes, and stood on the right side of the round table with ease.
Li Shaoze took off his suit jacket and reached out to move the belt back two steps. The originally well-fitting trousers immediately became looser. Take two steps forward and place one foot on the left side of the round table.
According to the ancient ritual, left is the top.
Li Shaoze is the representative of the martial arts school, on the left. Xia Houwu kicked the ball and challenged, sitting on the right.
The two of them cupped their hands and clasped their fists.
"Wing Chun, Li Shaoze."
"He Yimen, Xia Houwu."
Xia Houwu lifted up his long robe, split his horse and stepped forward, revealing the starting gesture of "One Yuan Returns to the Beginning" of Heyimen.
Li Shaoze twisted up the cuffs of his white shirt, took a slight step forward, and put on his first airs, using his hands as a starting point.
With a bang, the lion dance in the hall jumped into the air, opened its big mouth, and picked off the last prize in the hall. Li Shaoze and Xia Houwu each gave a low shout, took a step forward, and their hands immediately touched each other.
Snap, snap, snap. The two people circled the round table and exchanged fifty-six moves with their fists and kicks, including hand support, cutting hands, poking their feet, kicking their feet, and short blows at close range. The round table they hit undulated like a wave.
Bang, the round table suddenly flew into the air, and both of them jumped up. After the round table rolled over and stabilized, they landed on both sides.
But at this time, Li Shaoze was on the right and Xia Houwu was on the left.
In just one and a half minutes, the two of them were already covered in sweat and their arms were slightly blue... The guests in the hall were even more stunned. They put down their cups and chopsticks and watched this rare martial arts competition.
"It's difficult...it's really difficult..."
The martial arts masters sitting around had a little regret in their eyes.
Li Shaoze came on stage to compete, which was indeed something they didn't expect, but since the birthday boy nodded in agreement, they would not find trouble and deliberately look down on others.
But Li Shaoze's strength exceeded their expectations and gave them a big surprise. It was precisely because of this surprise and appreciation that they felt regretful.
Slightly inferior, really just slightly inferior...
Li Shaoze took a deep breath and experienced the feeling of fighting in a martial arts competition for the first time. Excited and excited, all the pores in his body were breathing, and his Wing Chun skills were pushed to the limit.
Although he was at a disadvantage now, he chose this table and he didn't regret it at all.
"Round table competition, victory or defeat is only a matter of inches!"
With a slight sigh in his heart, Li Shaoze stared at Xia Houwu closely, recalling the fight just now.
In his opinion, although the Heyi sect is an internal martial art, its fighting style is relatively mixed, with both northern and southern schools dabbling in and blending it. This is not, on the contrary, it proves the power of the Oneness Sect. It is certain that there must be a senior in the Heyi Sect who has traveled all over the country and mastered the skills of the Northern and Southern schools.
But its core concept should be derived from Taoism, especially in the moment of short hitting and leveraging, which is very much influenced by Chen style Tai Chi.
If Xia Houwu told him now that Heyi Sect is a branch of Tai Chi, or that his real name is Chen, Li Shaoze would not be surprised at all.
"If we fight, we can still fight. But if we want to win, we can only seize the opportunity and activate our extraordinary state."
Li Shaoze weighed it in his mind and took some notice.
Xia Houwu's strength is probably between LV3 and LV4. He may be at LV3, but his actual combat experience is richer than him, or he may be a master of LV4 directly... If he didn't add the skill points in the previous two days to Wing Chun, maybe He was knocked off the round table in three moves.
At the same time, Xia Houwu was also trying to figure out Li Shaoze's true identity.
Strength, really strong! Regardless of age or boxing skills, Li Shaoze is the strongest person he has met since coming to Hong Kong Island.
He doesn't look older than him, but his martial arts skills are only one level weaker than his. This level is not weak in technique, but in the understanding of martial arts concepts.
Because Xia Houwu is a person who has thoroughly understood the concept of "one yuan returns to the beginning" of Heyi School, while Li Shaoze has just come into contact with the concept of "seeing the finger and forgetting the moon" in Wing Chun, and has not yet grasped the true essence.
But his speed and reaction shocked Xiahou Wu. It can be said that as long as he slacks off a little bit, it is not surprising that Xia Houwu will suffer a heavy loss and be kicked off the ring.
So Xia Houwu also worked hard and stared at Li Shaoze...
He suddenly discovered that Li Shaoze was short of breath after a moment, and then he seized the opportunity and attacked head-on with fists.
The originally peaceful round table once again became violent. After finding out the details about each other, both of them tried their best and came up with the most ferocious fighting style. The original sound of flesh and blood colliding with force disappeared, leaving only the sound of bones colliding with each other.
Long Wei stood aside to watch the fight, and raised his lips in discomfort: "Damn, how painful is this punch?"
Fortunately, Li Shaoze has full vitality and a stable physique to hold on. Xia Houwu has been practicing dancing since he was a child. He has strong bones and can endure it by gritting his teeth.
"Duh!"
Xia Houwu suddenly let out a secret surprise and stretched out his arms, trying to grab Li Shaoze off the round table. Li Shaoze dodged to avoid it, and changed his steps. Although he dodged the grab, he almost lost his balance and trampled half of the table with a bang.
I saw that the round table was divided into two pieces, one piece was firmly stepped on by Xia Houwu, and the other piece fell back with Li Shaoze.
At the critical moment, Li Shaoze thought silently in his heart and simply activated the extreme state!
Extraordinary speed! Extraordinary reaction!
The two extraordinary states were activated at the same time. He kicked his feet over the table, and with a bang, half of the table fell to the ground. His figure fell on half of Xia Houwu's table.
This magical operation shocked even Xiahou Wu.
He originally thought the victory was certain, but a sudden change caused his shot to be half a minute slower. But on half of the tabletop, within one meter, there is absolutely a slight difference, a thousand miles away.
An idea flashed in Li Shaoze's mind: "Biao Yue! Bao Yue!"
He immediately used his most powerful fighting method and grabbed Xia Houwu's wrist first. Recalling the scene of the fight just now, he seemed to have guessed Xia Houwu's change of moves. He turned sideways and kicked Xia Houwu's ankle.
Extraordinary speed and extraordinary reaction started at the same time, coupled with Li Shaoze's advance prediction. In an instant, the battle situation was overturned and Xia Houwu's subsequent move was restrained.
Then he raised a punch and hit Xiahou Wu firmly on the chest.
After this set of punches, blood suddenly flowed from the corner of Xia Houwu's mouth, but his eyes widened and he held Li Shaoze's right arm tightly.
boom!
Li Shaoze kicked him out of the round table, stood up with his hand retracted, and stepped firmly on half of the table. Looking at Xia Houwu, who was wearing a blood-stained gown, the anger in his eyes gradually calmed down.
The limit state disappeared, and his face showed a look of tiredness, but with full vitality support, he was not overdrawn now.
"Is this a martial arts contest or a killing?"
Thoughts flashed through the minds of the surrounding guests.
Only those in the martial arts community present know the answer.
kill! This is killing! As long as the two people are close in strength and the competition is really fierce, it is normal for them to accidentally kill someone. Otherwise, Xia Houwu in the movie would not have been sentenced to prison for murder.
"I actually won... I will be formidable in the future." Chen Boguang shifted his gaze from Xia Houwu to Li Shaoze. These warriors didn't have any sympathy for Xia Houwu. Instead, they all paid attention to Li Shaoze.
Du Fuming sighed softly: "I'm afraid none of the old bones we are sitting here can beat him."
"Uncle Long, there is another good young talent in Wing Chun. He really has the character of a master."
Uncle Longma's solemn face finally revealed a smile: "Long Wei, give Aze a glass of wine."
"A Ming, go help Xia Houwu up."
"Yes, Master."
The two of them did things in response. Long Wei poured a glass of wine and handed it to Li Shaoze. He said with a face filled with relief: "Sir Li, as my junior brother, you are very qualified, very qualified. Your martial arts is just that much worse than mine." Just throw it away."
"It's really just a handful."
Long Wei pinched his fingers and made a gesture, and Li Shaoze understood: "This one is probably as big as the universe."
After taking the wine glass, he stood on the round table and raised his glass to the guests in the hall: "Thank you all."
After drinking the cup, Li Shaoze jumped down from the round table and stood in front of Xia Houwu. The guests in the hall picked up their chopsticks again, chatting with gusto and eating the banquet.
