Infinite Brilliant Scroll

Chapter 5 The joist and pillars are replaced by the town of Bafang, when the main gate left true way

There are not many schools of martial arts in the world today, and those with a little influence have all summed up their own practice steps, which are different from each other.

Different people practicing the same boxing will have different physical characteristics at a certain step, so it is difficult to establish a unified and detailed standard to measure the strength of all boxers.

But the so-called same goal, regardless of the differences in the original training methods of each school, when the martial arts practitioners reach a sufficient height, their strength performance and follow-up practice directions will converge.

In the end, what I pursue is nothing more than the achievement of the four aspects.

It is based on the saying "Train muscles, bones and skin outside, and breath inside". It is said that training tendons, bones, skin, and qi is a great achievement.

There is no order for these four exercises, and any person is actually practicing the four exercises together during the exercise process.

It's just that because of the difference in the natural roots and the emphasis on the training method, a certain item will often be highlighted.

If one of them can be practiced to great success, it is enough to become a famous boxer who has been famous for decades.

Like Zhu Changshou, the muscles all over his body can be retracted and released, which is an important sign of "great success in muscle training".

Tendons in martial arts is a very general concept, which actually refers to body tissues including muscles, ligaments, nerves, blood vessels, etc.

That's why there is a saying that "one inch of tendon length is ten tenth of strength".

This Dacheng state, even if only one of them is achieved, can be called a great master who is unique in a million. Talent and hard work in martial arts and boxing are indispensable.

Some people are limited by their innate physical conditions, and they can't touch the threshold of any great achievement after hard training for a lifetime, and Zhu Changshou, who is "a town in all directions", is undoubtedly the kind of person favored by heaven.

He has been famous for his strength since he was a child. When he was eight years old, he was able to compete with grown men in the same village. He was spotted by a wandering Taoist and taught him the "baduanjin of internal strength and divine power" for half a year.

When he was in his early 20s, lifting a large millstone weighing more than 400 kilograms with one hand was as easy as holding a small pot lid.

But even so, with this ability, Zhu Changshou went to the city of Guangzhou for more than ten years, and only then relied on the capital obtained by stealing and robbery, and hired famous teachers. , and learned a whole body of fighting skills, and then vaguely felt the way to become a master of muscle training.

After participating in a major event seven years ago, Zhu Changshou finally obtained some precious manuscripts and truly reached the state of mastery of muscle training.

In the past seven years, this is the first time he has shown his ability in this realm in front of outsiders.

This slashing of palms was like a giant bear leaping through a stream. The momentum was so vicious that Guan Luoyang subconsciously chose to dodge. He lowered his body, bowed his waist and curled up his abdomen. It seemed that his feet were exerting force, but in fact it was a tense wave all over his body. He stepped on the ground hard and shot his whole body out.

Zhu Changshou's palm fell, and a gap the size of half a person was made on the wall of the courtyard. The bricks and stones collapsed, the soil flew, the entire courtyard wall was shaken, and the ground also felt a slight tremor.

The swollen muscles made this bald old man seem to be about [-] meters tall, but his hands and feet are still extremely neat, not at all bloated and dull.

When he missed a palm, he took advantage of the reaction force of the palm, turned around suddenly, and chased after Guan Luoyang with a big stride.

With the wind whistling around him, Zhu Changshou's figure crushed him and fell with his palm.

Guan Luoyang couldn't dodge it, his feet suddenly rolled over in a semicircle on the ground, his knees turned, his waist twisted, his shoulders were raised, and the momentum of fleeing was reversed layer by layer like this, contained in the bottom-up swing In the left arm.

Guan Luoyang's left fist hit Zhu Changshou's palm with an obvious pop in the air.

Bang! !

Both bodies shook at the same time.

But after Zhu Changshou was startled, he chased forward again, but Guan Luoyang had to retreat, one step after another, each step stamped four or five inches deep on the ground, and even drew marks backwards.

Guan Luoyang's feet turned over the compacted ground in the yard, and even the place where the stone bricks were paved was crushed by him.

Wang Xiongjie avoided going to the backyard of the living room, but through the arches and the gaps in the wall, he could clearly see the battle in the courtyard over there.

His face was pale, and his forehead was sweating like rain, which was caused by pain and shock.

Even though he knew that Zhu Changshou's kung fu might be better than his own, Wang Xiongjie never thought that he had already reached the point of mastering his tendons.

A great boxer of this level is known to have the strength of nine oxen and two tigers, and the ability to change beams and pillars. In ancient times, when firearms were not yet common, as long as they wore heavy armor, they could be said to be able to charge in battle, cut generals and capture flags like a bag. Peerless fierce man.

If Wang Xiongjie was in good condition, he could still intervene, but now his palm was cut off, his wrist was bleeding profusely, and he tore pieces of cloth to wrap it and tied it up, but he could barely stop the bleeding. If the attack is wiped, half life will be lost.

And that green-faced ghost really saw a ghost, he looked like he was only in his early 20s, he killed Li Piaoling so quickly just now, and now, he has actually stood in front of Zhu Changshou for so long, only showing signs of weakness.

Guan Luoyang even wanted to fight back.

Originally, he concentrated his strength into a fist and tensed his whole body so that he could hastily catch Zhu Changshou's two palms that were swinging like a wheel and chopping with a battle axe. , to buckle Zhu Changshou's wrist.

The five fingers spread out, and the strength on the arm became looser. Although Guan Luoyang successfully grabbed Zhu Changshou's wrist, he let the palm fall on his shoulder without exhaustion.

He shook his body after the palm was hit, his shoulders and arms moved like clouds and flowing water, his left hand clasped his wrist and pulled it back, his right fist grabbed his elbow and raised it up. When there was no time to send, Zhu Changshou was thrown into the air and fell to the ground.

"not good!!"

Zhu Changshou lifted his body from the ground, let out a low shout, exerted force on all four limbs simultaneously in mid-air, suddenly lowered his waist and swung his legs, and slammed his feet down quickly, and the soles of his feet landed on the ground before his tailbone.

The cloth shoes with thousand-layer soles were cracked by him, the stone bricks shattered, and his feet sank to the ground, missing his ankles, but he also managed to avoid the fate of being directly smashed to the tailbone and hurting the lumbar spine.

As soon as Zhu Changshou's feet touched the ground, and his back was almost parallel to the ground, he stretched his left arm with all his strength and swept it over his head.

Guan Luoyang twisted his hands in the opposite direction, and let go before Zhu Changshou hit him with his left fist.

Zhu Changshou missed a blow, and his left fist swept back and hit the ground. He forced his body to straighten up, and turned his head to stare at Guan Luoyang fiercely.

Half of the sleeve fell to the ground.

The sleeve of Zhu Changshou's right arm was directly torn by Guan Luoyang's twisting of his hands just now. After half of the sleeve fell down, the deep red scars on his wrist and elbow were revealed.

The joints in these two places are obviously misaligned, and the flesh and blood under the skin have been torn a lot, and blood seeps out from the pores.

This is also thanks to Zhu Changshou's muscle strength is high enough, if it were an ordinary person here, with Guan Luoyang's ruthless grab just now, he could directly tear off his entire right arm and spurt blood to death.

The clothes on Guan Luoyang's left shoulder were also torn. Even if only [-]% of Zhu Changshou's palm was left, it was enough to smash a fist-sized granite. How could a piece of coarse cloth resist it.

But the skin on Guan Luoyang's shoulders was not damaged at all, and the wheat-colored skin looked even duller under the dim light, like a dull copper sculpture.

Zhu Changshou lowered his voice, and said in a low voice, "Printing the skin is a great achievement!"

Skin training is a great success, the skin is like a golden cicada, and can distinguish the direction of the breeze. The precision of the spiritual warning is far beyond ordinary people, and the autistic eyes and ears can move without hindrance. The toughness of the skin is better than rhinoceros leather.

During the Ming Dynasty, Qi Jiguang and Yu Dayou fought against the Japanese. In the southeast coast, they used mandarin duck formations to fight a boxer who had mastered the skin. Ten steps away, the bird bludgeon hit the man, but his clothes were torn and his skin was slightly bruised. Injured, even without direct blood.

Zhu Changshou's face was still tense, but his trembling thick white eyebrows had already revealed the shock in his heart.

The number of boxers who have stepped into the realm of boxing mastery in their early 20s, dating back to the Song and Ming Dynasties, is probably innumerable.

The last great boxer who was so young was Yang Luchan.

The one who was weak and sick since he was a child pretended to be dumb and went to Chenjiagou to secretly learn boxing skills. After a few years, he had already mastered Qi training. He even surprised the Chenjiagou gang, old and young, breaking the "rules of Chenjiaquan not to be passed down" handed down by the ancestors, and let the patriarch Daughter marrying his character.

It was also the Yang Wudi who later established a sect in the capital and carried the reputation of being invincible for 20 years.

"Invincible"!
No matter how high Zhu Changshou thought of himself as a person who could make such a name and live to the end of his life, he never thought that he could be compared with him.

Could this blue-faced ghost in front of him be such a great master in boxing in the future?
Zhu Changshou didn't want to believe it, his eyes flashed, he suddenly thought of something, and said slowly: "So that's it, who was your master from the Boxers?"

"Longtou and swordsman die ten times without life. Arhat and Dianmu belong to the imperial court. Is your master Lei Gong or the teacher? It can't be Dai Haichen or Li Sutang in the north, right?"

At that time, the Manchu Qing had no way, the foreigners were brutal, the Boxer Regiment started in the plains, and it was spread everywhere in less than three months, from all over the world, I don’t know how many people who practiced martial arts joined it, especially later the imperial court also recognized the Boxer Regiment, and the banner of the Boxer Regiment was changed to Fu Qing To destroy the oceans, there are even more masters who have devoted themselves to it.

It is said that at its peak, Boxer Group Gan, Dui, Li, Kan, Zhen, Gen, Xun, and Kun, among the eight main sects, gathered more than a dozen great boxers who had practiced their boxing skills to the level of mastery.

They practiced martial arts in the Jinmen Huimeng, knowing that foreigners are powerful with guns, and they were rarely willing to abandon sectarianism, exchanged ideas between the north and the south, and left many precious manuscripts, recording the knacks of boxing that only great boxers can explore.

Although the Manchu and Qing Dynasties were repeated later, and the Boxers were wiped out and suppressed by the imperial court and the Eight-Power Allied Forces, and the stars were scattered, except for the few who refused to escape, it was not difficult for other great boxers to escape. With the manuscript of that year.

Who in the world can practice martial arts without detours?There are not a few people who train themselves to be disabled.

Unless you got the batch of manuscripts back then, and a famous teacher taught you all, you can avoid misunderstandings to the greatest extent and make progress bravely.

Guan Luoyang adjusted his position, brought Zhu Changshou and Wang Xiongjie into view, snorted coldly, and said, "I don't understand what you're talking about at all."

"Are you pretending not to understand? That's right. The city is burned day and night, and those who have old grievances are referred to as religious people. The whole family will die, even babies. When the number of Boxers is the largest, there may be seven The successful people are the kind you want to kill, no wonder you have to separate the relationship."

Zhu Changshou grinned strangely, his right hand trembled loose and tight, and said, "But I'm not afraid to tell you that I also accepted the invitation from the palace that year at the Jinmen Kanzimen General Altar. , Those who pay attention to the so-called morality will die at my hands, if not one hundred, there will be eighty."

While he was speaking and breathing, there were some strange noises. He had already used the breathing method in Baduanjin, which is an inner strength divine power. He wanted to heal the injury on his right arm, but with little effect. He said the words of the Boxers, and he also wanted to annoy the person on the other side. Young man, he didn't expect the other party to be unmoved at all.

Guan Luoyang remained calm, keeping the whole courtyard in his eyes, Zhu Changshou's eyes widened and he gritted his teeth.

Just when the word "ten" was finished, both sides moved at the same time.

Zhu Changshou maintained a vigilant posture facing Guan Luoyang, and retreated abruptly.

He didn't care about the roadblocks that might be behind him at all, he gathered strength behind him, first smashed through the courtyard wall, broke into the back of the living room, and then directly crashed into the living room.

Guan Luoyang sprinted forward to the left, and when his toes hit the ground, he had already pierced into the ground, pressed against the back of the knife, and picked up his knife.

With a knife in his hand, there seemed to be a shriek that pierced the wind in the air.

The young figure, covered in many blood stains, quickly crossed the gap in the collapsed courtyard wall and chased after it.

There were several loud cracking sounds in the living room. As soon as Guan Luoyang chased into the back door, he saw Zhu Changshou near the front door with one arm embracing the pillar he kicked off just now, with bruised veins on his face and arched upwards.

Several important pillars and load-bearing walls in the living room are full of cracks.

Zhu Changshou actually learned Guan Luoyang's previous method.

However, Guan Luoyang only designed to destroy a small section of the corridor. Zhu Changshou had only one arm left at the moment, but the target of destruction was the entire living room, and it was able to be completed in such a blink of an eye.

Nine cows and two tigers, joists and pillars, have never been empty talk.

When the pillars of the front door were arched, the whole living room leaned back and collapsed.

At that moment, Guan Luoyang felt that everything around him had become his enemy.

Beams, rafters, tiles, bricks, animal carvings on the roof ridge, and ceramic remains of tables and chairs shot out after being smashed by heavy objects above.

The living room was square and octagonal, and all the lights were completely extinguished amidst the rumbling noise.

Guan Luoyang tried his best, slashed repeatedly with his knife, shifted and shifted, coupled with his defensive power, he managed to survive the worst moment when the living room collapsed.

But when the remaining wreckage in all directions was still crumbling and about to roll over, Zhu Changshou's burly figure stood up again with a loud shout, and the half of the pillar held by his left armpit was like an iron horn about to smash through the city gate. The chariot crashed through piles of ruins.

Among the messy wreckage of many tables, chairs, bricks and tiles, he bumped into Guan Luoyang.

Great success in training tendons, and great success in training skin, the only advantage is strength.

Even if he couldn't use one hand, Zhu Changshou's strength was completely superior to Guan Luoyang's.

The living room collapsed and there were obstacles everywhere, making it difficult for Guan Luoyang to move forward, even dodging would be greatly affected.

However, Zhu Changshou was able to ignore all these obstacles, trampled on the broken tiles on the ground, broke through the cracked marks, and even took these wreckage away as an auxiliary attack, creating this blow that pierced Changhong.

Guan Luoyang couldn't avoid it, his first reaction was to put the knife back into its sheath.

Facing a pillar that is more than two meters long and more than thirty centimeters in diameter, it is too unwise to chop it with a light knife.

The scabbard was on the left side of his waist, and Guan Luoyang's movement of putting the knife back into the sheath was the shortest, quickest, and most used to, and he was able to tighten his skin again with this movement of retracting the knife.

The strength of the whole body was gathered when he raised his hands, Guan Luoyang's ten fingers pierced the other end of the cylinder, and his whole body was hit backwards and staggered back.

It is impossible for anyone to use all their strength when they are staggering and their body is out of balance.

Twelve steps behind Guan Luoyang, there was a remnant wall.

When the pillar hit him against the foot of the wall, the collapsed wall would restrict his body, and the pillar would be like an iron pestle pounding medicine, repeatedly rolling and crashing until it crushed him to death.

But at the same time as he staggered, every time he shrugged his shoulders and shook his arms, the crack where Guan Luoyang inserted his hands would be deeper and longer.

That was the original prototype of Li Piaoling's set of Yao's bare hands, the inch-by-inch fighting technique in the Crane Fist.

Although it is impossible to send Cunjin in any direction from the shoulders to the fingers like Yao's bare hands, the initial Cunjin fighting method is better than being simple and direct.

By the time Guan Luoyang staggered back ten steps, his arms had been struck more than twenty times.

Is dead or alive, only within two steps.

Guan Luoyang put his arms and elbows together, pulled them out suddenly, and with a final shake, the crack finally penetrated the entire column, following the original grain of the wood, tearing the entire column in half.

The cracked pillar was shaken to both sides by Guan Luoyang, and Zhu Changshou's forward momentum remained undiminished. He crossed all the remaining distance in one step, replaced the original pillar with his fist, and rushed towards Guan Luoyang's heart.

This distance, the strength of this charge, and the advantage of strength will continue to be maximized. No matter what moves Guan Luoyang uses to block it, it is impossible to stop it.

Only out of the knife.

His knife was on the left side of his waist, and it was too slow to draw it with his right hand, so he drew it backhand with his left hand.

choke!
The moment the blade was unsheathed, there was an ear-piercing scream, and the blade's light had already chased the tail of the scream, swiping across Zhu Changshou's face, and his punch also sent Guan Luoyang flying.

Guan Luoyang flew over the broken wall and hit the ground, choking out a small mouthful of blood, flipped his waist and half-kneeled on the ground, turned his head and looked in Wang Xiongjie's direction vigilantly, but there was no one there.

He jumped onto the wall, found the direction where Wang Xiongjie was escaping, and immediately chased after him.

Among the ruins, only Zhu Changshou was left standing, Guan Luoyang's unhesitating back was reflected in his eyes, and expressions of anger, humiliation and unwillingness appeared on his face.

A bloodstain split from Zhu Changshou's face, and the tall figure with swollen muscles fell down.

(End of this chapter)