Age: My Small World

Chapter 147 Happy to see Hunter
Yang Hongmei didn't stay in the steel plant for too long, as she had to go to work today.

However, when Yang Jun arrived at the door, he stopped.

Yu Liang is no longer here, only Yan Wu is alone.

"Captain Yan, can I ask you something?"

He said directly without any nonsense.

"Ask, what's the matter?" Yan Wu remained calm.

Yang Jun hesitated for a moment and said, "I've practiced some techniques, and I'm interested in military grappling techniques. I'd like to ask if you have time to teach me a few moves."

Yan Wu didn't care at first, but after hearing what he said, he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

"You also practiced some tricks?"

After taking a closer look at Yang Jun, he walked out of the booth with some surprise.

"I didn't look closely just now, but I didn't expect that you have such a good body with such fair and tender skin."

Yan Wu patted his shoulder, and the extra powerful feeling made his eyes light up.

"Good boy, you really have some tricks up your sleeve."

He then waved his hand and said, "Well, let's practice casually. I'll teach you more depending on the situation. This isn't some technique that's forbidden to be passed on to others."

It would be better if everyone learned the military skills so that everyone could be a warrior and there would be no need to fear foreign enemies.

It has only been five years since the war ended, and some heroes have only recently returned home. Everyone still remembers clearly what it was like, and no one wants to go back to that era.

Only by constantly striving to improve yourself can you be able to carry the world with virtue.

Needless to say, Yan Wu was indeed willing to teach him some skills.

Yang Jun did not retreat and adopted the Tongbeiquan stance.

Perhaps because of the long-term practice of Tongbeiquan, his arms look particularly powerful when they are in stance.

"So it's the Northern Tongbeiquan, just right."

Yan Wu was also excited to see the prey, and couldn't help but pounce on it, using ruthless moves at the first moment.

In other words, the military only cares about defeating the enemy as quickly as possible, and this is the difference in style.

The captain looked strong and muscular, but when he moved he was as agile as a cheetah escaping from its hare. He was extremely agile and was one meter away in the blink of an eye.

This was the first time that Yang Jun had seen a master other than Mr. Hu Baye. While he was a little flustered, he was also excited. The flow of qi and blood accelerated a lot, which in turn stimulated his attack.

"Back the mountain."

One hundred and eight single hand exercises are the common fighting style of Tongbeiquan. Each move is accompanied by the crisp sound of bones.

This is the legendary inch power.

When practicing the 108 single-hand exercises, each move must be pronounced. Mr. Hu would judge whether he had practiced correctly based on the sound of the inch force.

It's also a testament to strength and speed.

The two men made a move at the same time, facing each other with their hands, and in return they slapped each other.

Yan Wu did not panic because he failed to gain the upper hand in the first moment. Instead, he became more stable, and his hands were more fierce, ready to attack him.

Yang Jun's eyes fixed, and then he used the combo technique without hesitation.

His hands suddenly turned from hard iron plates to soft as silk, and in a few seconds they climbed up to Yan Wu's wrist.

The flat palm changed into a tiger claw, grabbing down tightly, trying to hold Yan Wu's pulse.

However, as an old man in the army, Yan Wu's strength should not be underestimated, and he reacted quickly.

He retracted his fingers and pulled back. His two hands retreated rapidly like two dragons, and Yang Jun's tiger claws could not completely hold them.

"Come again."

Yan Wu did not retreat but advanced, changing his moves, not giving Yang Jun any chance to react and charging forward again.

His fingers transformed into fists, and he smashed down with the force of a man who could split the world. The next moment, a foot met his blow.

After kicking once, Yang Jun spun around and kicked again before stopping.

It's not that you defeated your opponent, but that you couldn't hit him at all.

"Tan Legs?"

"it is good!"

Yan Wu was really excited at the sight of prey. His eyes changed slightly, and his hands also changed suddenly, as if he had added some strength.

He was actually holding back in his attack just now, but that was Yang Jun's extreme reaction.

This time when he was in a released state, his eyes revealed a cold murderous intent, the look of someone who had killed someone.

Now in his forties, he has lost count of how many invaders he has killed.

He replaced his fist with an eagle claw, and his three fingers went straight to Yang Jun's vital points, not even sparing his lower body. This set of techniques was purely for taking lives.

Perhaps it can be said that all boxing styles were originally created to knock down the opponent.

Even though Yang Jun used his exquisite combined strength to deal with it, he was helpless. Soon, three red marks appeared on his neck.

The two fought for only a few minutes before he was defeated.

Yang Jun's somewhat proud attitude suddenly calmed down. He felt that he still had a long way to go.

Even with the help of spiritual water, you are not invincible.

"You have good strength and you have learned some techniques, but..."

"Captain Yan, but what?" Yang Jun was a little curious about his evaluation.

Yan Wu shook his head and said, "It's a pity that you haven't learned the Twelve-Stroke Continuation and Eight Steps and Thirteen Swords yet, otherwise I wouldn't have defeated you so easily."

This means that even if Yang Jun learned these, he could still defeat him, but it would take longer and be more troublesome.

After hearing this, Yang Jun actually understood almost everything.

The Twelve Links and Eight Steps and Thirteen Knives are the core parts of Tongbeiquan. It is said that these are skills that can only be learned by direct disciples. The other outer disciples have only learned to the level of Yang Jun at this time.

Joining hands is actually the core, which is laying the foundation for Yang Jun.

If he can deliver a good punch in the linked hand state, then learning the link method will be much easier.

As for the Eight Steps and Thirteen Swords, it is even more complicated, consisting of eight steps and thirty-six sword styles, as well as a large number of scattered sword techniques. After learning it, one is almost considered a top swordsman, and ordinary people cannot get close to him.

"Thank you Captain Yan for your guidance. Can I still learn military skills?"

Yan Wu didn't even break a sweat as he nodded and said, "Of course, it would be a waste if you don't join the army."

He pondered for a moment and said, "If you have any ideas, I can recommend one to you. Then even the best in the army can come and teach you boxing."

However, Yang Jun quickly shook his head and said, "Forget it, Captain Yan. My ambition is to go to college. I have no intention of joining the army for the time being."

He only wanted to live a peaceful life. If he really went to the army, his life would definitely not be peaceful.

For someone who longs to sit alone in a secluded bamboo forest, playing the qin and whistling, with the bright moon shining on him, unknown to the deep forest, an overly complicated life is something he stays away from.

Seeing this, Yan Wu did not try to persuade him, but only sighed, "It's a pity that the army will lose a boxing master."

He recognized Yang Jun's talent in martial arts.

"Okay, if you really want to learn a few moves, then you have to stay today."

"Of course, I'm just afraid of wasting your time, Captain."

"That's nothing. I don't have anything to do during my break, so I'll give you a good workout."

These words made Yang Jun feel a chill down his spine.

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