Chinese martial arts: From being shot and killed by the armed police during a mountain search to bec

The moment his hair stood on end, Chen Hongwu's body moved.

Before his brain could even process the "ambush" judgment, his spine had already reacted first.

The tailbone tucks in, the lumbar spine suddenly sinks down, the whole person is like a frightened old cat, the back arches, the limbs contract, and the center of gravity drops more than half a foot in an instant.

This move is based on the instinctive reaction of a cat when it is in danger on the roof: its limbs contract simultaneously, its back arches, and its center of gravity drops sharply.

The creature described as cat-shaped is a mythical beast. It crouches when startled, shrinks when in danger, and pounces when encountering an enemy.

The boxing style is inspired by the cat's movements, which are meant to hunch over and ambush, thus capturing the cat's life.

Just as Chen Hongwu shrank back, a jet-black short blade grazed past his scalp. The blade was coated with matte black paint, and there was not a sound as it cut through the air.

The blade sliced ​​through, and the severed hair drifted away in the darkness.

The man wielding the knife clearly hadn't expected his strike to miss, and he lost control of his momentum. He swept over Chen Hongwu's head, flipped in mid-air, and landed at the base of the wall three zhang away.

At the same instant Chen Hongwu shrank his body, his right toes gripped the ground hard, his Yongquan acupoint exploded, and his spine sprang open like a spring.

Bagua Turning Palm!

Without turning around, his right palm had already emerged from under his ribs, the edge of the palm facing outwards, aiming straight for the attacker's waist and ribs.

This palm strike was both fast and deadly, traveling in an arc, a reverse upward strike. The moment a person lands, their center of gravity shifts from high to low.

The gap in this transition is the flaw!

But the attacker was clearly a master as well, sensing the palm strike to his waist the moment he landed.

The moment his feet touched the ground, he twisted his waist sharply, sliding half a step forward like an eel.

"Snapped!"

Chen Hongwu's palm brushed past his hem, the strong wind making the fabric rip with a crisp sound.

The two men faced off in the darkness, moonlight filtering through gaps in the clouds and illuminating the attacker's silhouette.

The man was dressed in black, his entire body wrapped in close-fitting black cloth, even his fingers were covered with black gloves.

A dark red sash was tied around his waist, with several shuriken and a short blowgun attached to it.

His face was covered with a black cloth, revealing only his eyes, whose pupils gleamed coldly in the moonlight.

"Ninja?"

During the Republican era, there were quite a few Japanese ninjas operating within China.

After the First Sino-Japanese War, the Japanese Black Dragon Society dispatched a large number of spies trained in ninjutsu to infiltrate China, using trading companies, martial arts schools, and photography studios as cover to spy on military intelligence and assassinate important officials.

Chen Hongwu had considered that Japan would not let the matter rest once news of Funakoshi Yoshichin's death reached them, but he did not expect the Japanese retaliation to come so quickly.

The ninja took quick, short steps, moving like a black shadow flying close to the ground, and instantly appeared in front of Chen Hongwu.

With his left hand, his five fingers were joined together like a knife, and he thrust it straight into Chen Hongwu's throat.

Karate - Piercing Hand!

At the same time, he drew another short blade from his waist with his right hand, the tip pointing downwards, and slashed Chen Hongwu's lower abdomen from below.

Attack from both above and below, advance from both sides, leaving no way to retreat!

Chen Hongwu took a deep breath, and a thunderous sound reverberated slightly in his internal organs. His toes gripped the ground, his Yongquan acupoint was hollowed out, and his fascia throughout his body tensed up instantly, his spine pierced through, and his joints cracked.

Bajiquan - Python Entanglement!

His left arm flipped out from the inside line, wrapping around the ninja's left arm like a python. With a twist of his wrist and a hook, his five fingers locked onto the opponent's ulna.

At the same time, his right palm slashed down from above, the edge of his palm striking the back of the ninja's sword.

"Clang!"

The fleshy palm collided with the steel knife, producing a metallic clang.

The ninja's sword was deflected by Chen Hongwu's palm strike, the tip of the blade grazing his clothes and cutting a gash over an inch long.

The ninja changed his moves extremely quickly. In the instant the short blade deflected, his left hand swept across his waist, and three shuriken flew out in a triangular formation, aiming straight for Chen Hongwu's face, throat, and chest.

The distance was less than three feet, and the speed of the sword in his hand was faster than that of a fist. It arrived in front of Chen Hongwu almost the instant he flicked his wrist.

Chen Hongwu suddenly lowered his head, his chin pressed against his collarbone, avoiding the first bullet in front of his face. He swept his right hand across in front of him, knocking the second bullet away with the edge of his palm.

The third bullet was already at his chest; there was no time to block it!

He suddenly twisted his waist and hips to the left, and his chest shifted three inches to the side within a small space.

The tip of the shuriken grazed the fabric of her chest, leaving a faint white mark on her skin.

As the ninja swung his shuriken, he suddenly pushed off with his feet, his body rising more than ten feet into the air.

Like a gecko clinging to a wall, he used the wall as leverage to spring down from the air. With his twin swords crossed, he thrust them fiercely towards Chen Hongwu's skull and neck.

This attack used the force of gravity as it fell, a double thrust in mid-air, the tips of the blades gleaming faintly in the moonlight.

"court death!"

Chen Hongwu took a half step forward with his left foot, treading through the mud and grinding the ground. When his foot landed, he exerted force from the sole of his foot, gripping the ground with his toes, and the blue bricks on the ground were crushed with a thin crack.

With a sudden twist of the waist and hips, the body's center of gravity shifts from the soles of the feet to the spine, and then from the spine to the shoulders and arms.

The spine trembled like a dragon shaking its armor, the fascia burst open with a roar as it twisted, and the scapula spread out like wings.

The right palm flips up, heel facing forward, fingers slightly bent, and the forearm spirals out like a steel whip—

Baguazhang - Great Stele-Smashing Hand!

The lower body slid down through the mud, the middle body twisted its waist and exploded its spine, and the upper body swung its arm and bounced. The three forces converged at the base of the palm, and with an overwhelming momentum, slammed into the ninja who was rushing in from the air.

The palm strike tore through the air with a loud "whoosh," like a bronze bell in a temple being slammed down by a mallet.

The ninja's twin blades were halfway through the thrust when he realized that the power of the palm strike far exceeded his expectations.

He was immediately terrified and wanted to stop and change his move.

But with nowhere to grab hold of in mid-air, one can only watch helplessly as that palm, with its overwhelming force, slams down on one's chest.

"Bang!"

Like a drum being smashed by a heavy hammer, the black clothes on the ninja's chest caved in and shattered the moment the palm force penetrated!

"Snap!"

The sounds of a sternum breaking and ribs shattering mingled together, and a spray of blood mist filled the air.

The ninja was sent flying backward, his body crashing into the courtyard wall like a kite with a broken string.

With a muffled "boom," the brick wall was smashed open, leaving a spiderweb-like crack, and dust and dirt fell down in a flurry.

He slid down the wall, leaving a dark red bloodstain on the surface.

A large amount of blood and foam, mixed with fragments of internal organs, gushed from his mouth and nose. His chest was caved in in the shape of a palm print, and the surrounding ribs were broken into several pieces.

Blood seeped from his nostrils and ears, pooling on the ground in a dark red puddle.

"Hoo—" Chen Hongwu stood up and gently exhaled a breath of stale air.

Ninjas specialize in assassination techniques, employing every possible means, turning every punch and kick into a weapon.

The danger of that battle far exceeded any of the arena battles Chen Hongwu had ever experienced.