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

The severed arm, shrouded in blood, resembled a dragon's tail stripped of its flesh, and slammed down towards Ma Chuan.

Ma Chuan was prepared. He tilted his head, and the severed arm flew past his ear and struck a brick pillar ten steps away with a "thud." The pillar immediately cracked with three deep lines, and blood splattered everywhere. The severed arm was stuck tightly into the brick seam.

Chen Hongwu had already stood up, taking advantage of the momentum from the throw.

The kick to his lower back was extremely powerful.

Ma Chuan's Xingyi Bengquan (a style of Chinese martial arts) is all about penetration. With one kick, the force penetrated through the skin and flesh, making Chen Hongwu's hip bone go numb.

But after Chen Hongwu got up, he only rolled his feet half a circle on the ground before his whole body straightened up like a spear again.

He was covered in blood, yet his aura was overwhelming.

Ma Chuan's pupils contracted slightly.

"He took a kick to the lower back, yet he's still standing so steadily," Ma Chuan hissed to Su Se. "Don't give him another chance to breathe!"

Susser had already made her move.

His step was extremely strange. He thrust his left foot diagonally to the right, swayed his body, and his entire spine moved like a giant python coming to life, from the tailbone to the cervical vertebrae, one segment at a time. With a flick of his arms, the "Splitting Mountain Cannon" from Tongbei Quan exploded down from the sky.

Tongbei Quan has three unique features: cold, springy, crisp, and fast whip-like movements, and the simultaneous striking of all five hands.

Su Se swung his right arm from above his head and slashed down diagonally, the edge of his palm cutting through the wind with a sound like tearing silk.

His left arm was half-concealed and emerged from under his armpit, delivering a backhand "forest-piercing arrow" that struck Chen Hongwu's Zhangmen acupoint on his ribs.

Up and down, light and dark.

Above is a massive axe, below are insidious, cold arrows.

Ma Chuan followed closely behind and rushed in.

His feet moved in perfect unison, his body rising and falling in a continuous stream of Xingyi Bengquan (a type of Chinese martial arts).

Two murderous intents pressed down on Chen Hongwu simultaneously.

With a loud roar, Chen Hongwu uttered three short sounds: "Ha! Ha! Ha!"

The three sounds, like three claps of spring thunder, exploded on the ground, causing the paper windows of half a dilapidated house behind them to shatter with a "plop," and several pieces of paper danced wildly like white butterflies.

The force of the sound disrupted the rhythm of Su Se and Ma Chuan's combined attack by half a beat.

In that half-beat, Chen Hongwu took a step to the left, and with his right hand he used a "tiger lift" technique, with his five fingers pointing to the sky and his palm hollow, to block Su Se's "mountain-splitting cannon" at the base of his wrist.

At the same time, his left hand formed a "monkey grab" shape, hooking the five fingers and probing into the elbow crease of Ma Chuan's Beng Quan, using the force to deflect the punch to his side.

The boxing manual says: "A tiger can support a tripod, a monkey can lift a mountain."

Chen Hongwu's actions, with their push and pull, combined strength and gentleness, like a high mountain receiving the sun, or an old ape picking peaches.

Both deadly attacks missed their mark!

Su Se remained calm and composed. He lowered his arm, and his entire arm, like a soft rope pulled from Chen Hongwu's wrist, snaked upwards along the outside of Chen Hongwu's forearm. He spread his five fingers and grabbed at the numb vein on Chen Hongwu's face.

His kung fu is known for its intricate and varied techniques.

This move has a name, "Crow Pecking Dates," one of the "Five Hands" in the Tongbei School, representing a newly acquired skill.

"This old bastard is truly cunning and difficult to deal with! His hands are like a broken snake coiling around bones, grabbing tendons and flesh, penetrating every nook and cranny." Chen Hongwu understood this perfectly, but his expression remained unchanged.

He suddenly stepped back, his footsteps like he was walking on mud, making a "crunching" sound on the ground. With each step he took, another scratch appeared in the yellow sand under his feet.

This retreat was like an old ape leaping across a ravine, leaving no trace.

The three fought more and more fiercely. The night wind blew out half of the lanterns, plunging the entire arena into darkness. Only the flashing blades and the whistling of fists could be seen, leaving no trace of their movements.

"Chen Hongwu!" Su Se suddenly said, "Your internal energy is not yet fully developed at your vital points. This injury to your lower back will weaken you if you fight for too long. Surrender now, and I will spare your life."

"Shut up." Chen Hongwu suddenly stepped forward and moved close to him.

This stomp was the Bajiquan "Zhenjiao" (striking foot). The sole of the foot landed, not only making a loud noise on the ground, but also leaving a lingering buzzing sound, like a temple bell being struck.

A wave of air exploded from beneath his feet, blowing Ma Chuan's robes clinging to his legs and causing his white beard and hair to flutter wildly.

Chen Hongwu had already rushed in front of Su Se, and with both fists out, he delivered a double punch in the shape of a horse's hooves, like a cannonball being fired into the air.

Su Se crossed her arms to parry, but was knocked back five steps by the blow.

Just as Ma Chuan was about to step forward, Chen Hongwu turned around and delivered a "backhand slam" to Ma Chuan's neck, his right palm striking back from below like a giant ape whipping a whip, accompanied by a whooshing sound.

Ma Chuan shrank back, barely avoiding it.

His Adam's apple bobbed, and a very bad premonition arose in his heart.

Chen Hongwu fought faster and faster between the two, his footwork like a millstone spinning and his fists like waves crashing, gradually drawing the two into his own rhythm.

Just then, Chen Hongwu suddenly withdrew his fist.

He sat down suddenly, like a giant tortoise carrying a heavy load.

Embrace the elixir and sit on the hips!

Chen Hongwu's feet were turned inward, his knees were slightly bent, his tailbone was tucked in, and his groin was rounded.

He didn't actually sit down; but in that instant, all his energy and spirit collapsed into the lower three inches of his abdomen, like the water of a great river suddenly flowing into a well.

When boxing reaches the level of "transformation of strength," one can already see the internal organs. However, "embracing the elixir and sitting on the hips" goes a step further, and is the skill of "binding the intention and entering the acupoints."

The ancients said: "The dantian is the vital energy between the kidneys. If you can hold onto this energy, the energy throughout your body will not dissipate; if you can sit firmly on your hips, the strength throughout your body will not be weak."

It is also said: "Refine essence into qi, refine qi into spirit. The dantian is not an acupoint, but the place where intention resides and where spirit returns."

Chen Hongwu's sitting posture employed the Taoist principles of timing and control.

Essence, Qi, and Spirit gather like three flowers at the top of the head, then roll down and converge at a single point.

He gathered all his strength, intent, and momentum into an invisible shell.

Just as the shell was about to burst, Chen Hongwu made his move.

The dantian moves first, the qi follows and goes down, the hips twist, the heels grind the ground like a millstone, and the spine explodes segment by segment in an instant, from the coccyx to the cervical spine, like a dragon being pulled out of a deep well.

The Great Monument Smashing Hand!

Chen Hongwu flipped his right palm up, with the base of his palm facing forward and his five fingers slightly clenched.

This palm strike appeared slow but was actually swift, and the wind it generated was not just wind, but a river, a wall, or an ancient giant tortoise breaking through its shell. The entire night was propelled by this palm strike.

Upon seeing this palm strike, Su Se's old face finally changed color.

He crossed his arms and revealed his most secret skills.

In Tongbei Quan, there is a move called "Cross-shaped Blocking the Bridle". The arms are crossed and the user rolls around, using the waist as the axis, which can reduce the force of a mountain splitting and crushing by 30%.

But Chen Hongwu's palm strike was too heavy.

Before the palm arrives, the force comes first.

Su Se felt as if the air in front of her had suddenly solidified into an iron plate. Her chest tightened, and by the time she reached out with both palms, it was too late.

"Bang!"

This palm strike landed on Su Se's chest and abdomen.

First came a muffled thud, like the earth cracking open for the first time; half a breath later, the crisp sound of bones breaking could be heard, like dozens of chopsticks snapping simultaneously in the night rain.

Susser did not fly away.

Chen Hongwu's strength is both overt and covert; his palm strikes are overt, but when they enter the body, they transform into covert force.

Su Se's legs were still standing in place, but her body was like a wooden stake driven into the ground. Her sternum and spine were split backward at the same time, and blood gushed from her seven orifices.

He opened his mouth, but only a series of gurgling sounds came out of his throat. He slowly collapsed like a paper doll with its bones removed.

Meanwhile, Ma Chuan, like a startled cat, streaked through the air with his long braid as he dashed toward the brick house where Chen Shi was being held.