Yang Lin opened up his posture and made a noise by killing people, first expressing his attitude.
No need to talk.
Zhu Shijie is not a newbie, so he naturally knows what to do.
He grinned and laughed: "I have more people than you and a higher level than you. How can you fight with me..."
Before he finished speaking, his intention was to punch first and move according to his heart.
He galloped forward with long strides, his clothes rustling in the wind, waving his arms, pointing like tiger claws and slicing left and right, and his figure soared into the air.
The body is in mid-air, the wind in the claws of both hands contains a fishy smell, one tearing the eyes, the other tearing the throat;
The two feet are staggered, flicking and shoveling, the strong wind is like a cone, one foot jumps and kicks the chest, and the other foot pokes the lower abdomen.
Between the flexion and extension of both feet, there is a full range of changes.
Extremely ferocious.
'Shaolin Fuhu Arhat Fist! '
'This is an evil tiger hunting...'
Although Yang Lin only recently started practicing Iron Thread Boxing and obtained the true inheritance, he has been here for several months. Normally, he would mix with the guards at home and listen to Uncle Da's lectures on ancient times.
Sometimes I would see Uncle Da practicing some martial arts routines, especially Shaolin boxing.
Isn't there a saying that "the world's martial arts originated from Shaolin"? The authenticity is worth considering, but his martial arts does have many, and it is also the most widely circulated.
Yang Lin had seen this set of Fuhu Fist and was impressed by it.
I also know how to deal with it, which is to avoid its sharp edge and attack it when it returns in the evening.
In short, don’t go head-to-head, just attack the weaknesses. The weakness of Fuhuquan is that it is blindly fierce and aggressive, and loses the true meaning of moderation and self-preservation. On the contrary, it is not as good as Tiexianquan, which has both a hard bridge and a hard horse, and can also iron. Suo Hengjiang's sophistication.
I may not be able to fight you, but I can stop you.
Iron Wire Fist, a pair of iron hands like a bridge, the strength is condensed, and the strikes are like lightning.
The most important thing is that before taking action, there is movement in the silence, and it is completely impossible to tell where the attack point is and where it is going.
Therefore, when the opponent's claws and legs were about to reach him, Yang Lin combined his hands, eyes, body, waist and horse into one, slipped his feet, and pulled out a long lunge, almost touching the ground.
Using his waist as a bow and his fists as arrows, he folded together and dodged the vicious tiger predators of the Fuhu Fist from underneath.
He retracted his feet, rose up, and threw himself in front of the other six men in green clothes.
The six people had just picked up the swords and sticks, but before they had time to swing them, they saw the shadows of fists filling the sky, and seemed to hear the sound of buzzing and powerful collisions.
In half a breath, he punched six people in a row, hitting six people...
The wave-like punch left an afterimage, and the sound of bang bang bang was endless.
At the same time, there was the sound of bones breaking.
Amidst the screams, Chang Si and others were knocked upside down like kites, fell to the ground, and smashed a table and chairs.
He twitched when he landed and vomited blood from his mouth.
With an explosive force of more than three hundred kilograms, the fists were fired with all strength, concentrated on the small fists, and hit the vital points.
If you think about it, you know that if the ambulance doesn't come quickly, this person will basically not be saved.
The habit Yang Lin developed during his martial arts performance was that whenever he made a move, he would fight to death.
In a confrontation between warriors, the most important thing is not to hesitate.
Otherwise, you will die and it will be too late to regret.
So, he took a cruel move...Anyway, he had overheard some conversations while hiding in the trees outside.
These people are scum, and they should all be killed, absolutely.
"Now, you have as many people as I do."
Yang Lin closed his fist at his side, slowly turned around and looked at Zhu Shijie, with ridicule in his eyes.
"good very good."
Zhu Shijie gritted his teeth and his heart was extremely furious.
He grinned, a trace of cruelty flashing in his eyes.
Take a step diagonally, lift your foot and step down.
At his feet was Miss Karen's head.
Zhu Shijie is a person with five elements and three gross qualities, but his mind is delicate.
It is easy to be a good person, but difficult to be a bad person.
If a bad guy has no brains, he can easily be swallowed up to the point where no bones are left.
Therefore, from the moment Yang Lin appeared, he knew why the other party came and who he killed because of him.
It can be said to be revenge, or it can be said to be saving people...
There is no doubt that this man in black, who hides his face and does not reveal the truth, obviously has some kind of close relationship with the singing girl who was kidnapped by him and others.
That's why he just kills people when they don't agree with each other.
Because he was afraid that he would kill too slowly and lose control of the situation.
Injuring the person you want to save.
What the enemy wants is what must be controlled first.
There is a saying in the art of war: if you attack the enemy, you must save him.
Although Zhu Shijie didn't read much and could only recognize some words, he instinctively chose the most correct method.
That is to use hostages to contain people and look for good opportunities to take action.
One hit kill.
He was worried that if he made a mistake, he might really die here.
Although, it seems that the opponent's kung fu is not very good, and he has not practiced it to the point of being as bright as a hammer.
However, he would rather have Wu Zhongda, one of the Four Great Masters in Hangzhou, come tonight instead of the man in black in front of him.
The man in front of him judged the situation extremely accurately and acted ruthlessly and decisively. He was also calm and fierce without being impatient or impatient.
It's like a cross between a tiger and a fox.
Very difficult to deal with.
In a short period of time, all ten of his men were beaten to death right under his nose.
How can such a character and such methods not be shocking?
Yang Lin didn't pay too much attention to Zhu Shijie's thoughts.
All his actions, like eating and drinking, are all based on instinct.
In the past three years of being besieged, he has seen too many ferocious opponents...
Just because one is not strong does not necessarily mean that one is not smart.
The tricks played by those opponents could fill a thick biography with millions of words.
In the past three years, he has learned how to deal with various complex situations through the experience of dying thousands of times, through blood and pain.
That's a life lesson.
I can't forget it even if I want to.
When Zhu Shijie stepped down and was about to crush Xiang Lian's head, he saw the fear and helplessness in girl Xiang Lian's eyes.
The feeling of hopelessness and hopelessness struck his heart, making it difficult for him to breathe.
Although his mind was fluctuating, his fists and feet were still as strong as iron and as firm as steel.
As if he didn't care that Miss Xianglian was about to die tragically on the spot, Yang Lin transformed into a hungry eagle and reached Zhu Shijie's side in half a jump.
He did not choose to save people immediately, but instead attacked the enemy.
Draw an arc with the left palm, point the four fingers of the right palm towards the sky, turn the body sideways, and slash down diagonally...
The strong wind along the palm edge was shrill, making a whistling sound.
Using his palm as a sword, he slashed towards Zhu Shijie's neck.
This is the Iron Wire Boxing style "Deposit Bridge", a rare full-attack move.
Zhu Shijie was in a dilemma, with one foot dangling in the air and easily being stepped down... He could either step on it or retreat.
If he stepped down and killed a singing girl, he didn't know whether the other party would die of heartache, but his head would definitely hurt to death.
Even if that palm turned into a sword and fell down, he suspected that it would probably cut off his own neck directly.
Direct defeat.
Therefore, as a smart man, he made another smart decision, which was to dodge.
When a person makes one decision after another, when he changes his mind, it is often when defeat is decided.
Hesitation will lead to defeat, decisiveness will be in vain.
It's not that Zhu Shijie doesn't understand this truth. His boxing skills are not as fast as his thinking, and his adaptability is not as fast as his boxing skills.
The palm that was cut off the side of his neck and just dodged was like a giant python turning over, and its backhand was like beating a giant drum, hitting the side of his waist and kidneys hard.
