Chapter 296 I will deliver the express as soon as possible
The so-called "Zhongnan shortcut" is not easy to take.
Although this is a military training base, it is not a scenic spot for tourists and does not have complete infrastructure.
Clear springs, waterfalls, and flowing water from mountains.
Although there is a view every step of the way, it is still a bit difficult for ordinary people to climb.
In high-intensity fierce confrontations, you also have to expend your physical strength to fight against the natural environment.
It not only tests the climber's skill, but also tests the climber's endurance.
Yan Weiwei and others are all martial arts practitioners. They have been practicing all year round. Climbing a mountain is not a problem. Even Yan Feng, who looks like a little old man, has a calm expression...
"You should lay down a stone slab..."
Walking on the somewhat rugged mountain road, Meng Lang felt the heavy sense of "security" behind him and secretly made a mistake.
In life, one has to choose hard work or ease. This is often a hard-to-choose multiple-choice question...
"Master Meng, let me help you." Fan Shigang, who is tall and powerful, is a discerning man. , take the initiative to ask for help.
"That's so embarrassing, thank you, thank you!"
Facts have proved that when you get a lot of help, it can also become a double-choice question...
That's it , under the guidance of an accompanying staff member from the organizer, everyone arrived at the next "match point" in about twenty minutes.
This is a small platform with a masonry structure. It has only been leveled to the most basic level, and a somewhat rough wooden shed has been built. It looks like a place for people to rest.
At this time, there are five climbers wearing green and gray kung fu uniforms waiting here.
Only two or three of them were gathered around a fellow disciple who was pale, clutching his chest and sweating, and were helping him regulate his breathing.
“It turns out to be Master Yan of Twelve Road Tan Legs, the white-browed boxing champion Lang Wenli.”
An older man with a short beard saw a group of people boarding the platform and took the initiative Step forward and clasp your fist.
"Master Wang, you guys are..." After Yan Feng returned the salute with his fists, he looked at the badly injured White Eyebrow Fist disciple.
"Alas! The skill is inferior to others, which makes Master Yan laugh." Wang Lang sighed.
"Is it that Bajiquan Li Lei?" Yan Feng asked with a frown.
"Yes, Bajiquan's reputation for strength is well-deserved. I am afraid that my great disciple will not be able to fight again today."
There is inevitably some resentment in the voice. It seems that the opponent's attack is not easy. .
"Master, let me have a good rest, this time it's up to me!" A disciple with thick eyebrows and big eyes came out from among the disciples of White Eyebrow Fist.
"Okay, remember to click till the end, Master Yan, please." Wang Lang nodded and stretched out his hand to make a gesture of invitation.
Everyone made room for a competition in the middle. The thick-browed White Eyebrow Boxing disciple clasped his fists and looked at Yan Weiwei who was coming on the stage.
“White Eyebrow Fist, Lu Ping!”
“Tan Leg, Yan Weiwei!”
Yan Weiwei played for the first time today. She stood with unsteady steps and stared at the shoulders and elbows of the person opposite her. She had an aura of calm response.
Then Lu Ping made a starting gesture with his knees bent and his waist lowered.
Seeing that Yan Weiwei had no intention of attacking, she stepped forward directly and said, "I'm sorry!"
When she came closer, her body suddenly accelerated, her thumb and index finger clasped into a phoenix eye shape, He exerted force with his knuckles and punched out, roaring into the wind.
"Fengyan Fist" is a special way of holding the fist of Baimei Fist.
The three fingers below the middle finger should be clasped tightly in the palm of the hand, and the index finger should be protruding. Use the bone at the base of the index finger to be in a straight line with the back of the hand, and clasp the fist tightly with the thumb to stabilize the index finger.
Used to hit acupuncture points, the penetrating power is extremely strong, and the opponent may fall to the ground immediately with one punch.
After Yan Weiwei retreated slightly to avoid the first punch, Lu Ping kicked his right leg to the ground and spun around, relying on inertia, he whipped Yan Weiwei's head with another whip.
Yan Weiwei raised her hand to block with her forearm. Lu Ping attacked with another hand knife, but in the middle of the attack, the horizontal slash suddenly changed to an oblique thrust, and it went straight towards Yan Weiwei's throat...
" Sister Weiwei, come on!" Xiaoyu looked nervous and clenched her little fists tightly.
The legend of White Eyebrow Boxing was created by Taoist Master Baimei of Mount Emei in Sichuan. It sounds kind-hearted, but in fact it is strong, ferocious, and highly coherent. It is a fighting boxing method that pays attention to practicality.
"Here I go, is this move a bit damaging?"
Through the eyes and throat, Meng Lang looked extremely dangerous, and even felt that this punch method was a bit "cruel".
"Most of the fighting methods that focus on actual combat look very vicious, because they basically go towards the vital points of the human body."
Guidance on the mystery Hu Yifei appeared again and attacked Meng Lang beside him. explained.
"Modern martial arts are in decline. One is that firearms are becoming more popular, and the other is that in peacetime, there is no need for such extremely lethal kung fu.
Even if you practice it, in a legal society, would you dare to use it? Maybe not? Just go in.
The dragon-slaying skill is in vain if the dragon is gone."
"Yes!" Meng Lang nodded clearly.
In fact, although modern fighting events, such as boxing and Sanda, are confrontational to a certain extent, under various restrictive rules, they have become purely a place to compete in physical fitness, greatly weakening the influence of skills on victory or defeat. influence.
If such a destructive trick can be used, then there will be no need to distinguish between "lightweight" players and "heavyweight" players, and everyone will be brought back to a relatively fair starting point...
Ordinary people There are always some people who hate the fact that iron cannot become steel, and always want to join the martial arts circle to crack down on counterfeiters. However, when they see such a practical move, it is estimated that not many people can accept it.
If someone in the video uses a move like "Thousand-Year Kill", which can cause a psychological shadow on humans, the barrage will probably be directly submerged by "shameless", "obscene" and "despicable".
Hmm! According to visual inspection, the more expert you are, the more miserable you will be when you are attacked by the Internet...
In contrast, the "Lightning Five Continuous Whip", a health-preserving technique for treating hand and foot cramps, is more in line with the needs of modern society.
"But these Twelve Road Tan Legs look quite friendly?" Meng Lang asked doubtfully.
Having fought with Yan Weiwei before, he didn't have such a vicious feeling.
"Haha! Brother Meng, do you know that our twelve-way Tan Kou generally does not make any moves, and what is the special skill of pressing the bottom of the box that will definitely kill?" Hu Yifei had a strange look in his eyes and lowered his voice.
“What is it?”
“Tickling the vaginal legs.”
Meng Lang: "..."
Should I thank Yan Weiwei for not flirting last time?
“Bang!”
As soon as the two of them spoke, the winner on the court was already decided.
The White Eyebrow Boxing disciple named Lu Ping fell heavily to the ground, clutching his stomach with a look of pain on his face.
"Concession!" Yan Weiwei retracted her fist, cupped her fist and saluted.
Looking at her calm look, it was obvious that there was a big gap in strength between the two parties.
"You...why don't you show your legs?" Lu Ping fell to the ground and said a little depressed.
Twelve-way tan kick, the most threatening is the explosive kick, which is very sudden and impactful.
But I guarded against your kick for a long time, and ended up hitting me more than a dozen times. You didn’t even lift your feet, and finally you killed me with your fists?
This makes losing a bit frustrating.
“It’s true or false, who says I will definitely get a leg?” Yan Weiwei raised her arrogant little chin.
"Weiwei! Don't be rude!" Yan Feng laughed heartily, but he still had to save face.
"Haha! Master Yan, it turns out that the tiger father has no dog daughter, so we are willing to be defeated."
Wang Lang had a wry smile on his face and clasped his fists to admit defeat.
Although there are still disciples in his "climbing team" who haven't played yet.
However, the eldest apprentice was beaten so hard that he couldn't play. The second apprentice just couldn't even force out his kick, so the rest of the fight was basically in vain.
Instead of doing useless work, it is better for the disciples to recharge their batteries and wait for the next climber.
If you want to climb higher, you have to pick a soft persimmon. This is also one of the strategies that the mountaineering team must consider.
“Since both parties have no objections, I declare that Twelve Road Tan Legs will win this competition!
Master Yan, would you like to choose to 'defend the mountain' or continue to 'climb the mountain'? "
The staff member accompanying the team asked.
"Continue climbing! "
After Yan Feng answered, he said goodbye to Wang Lang and his party, and led everyone to continue climbing.
"What are mountain guarding and mountain climbing? "Meng Lang followed behind and asked in confusion.
Hu Yifei was not impatient at all and explained with a smile.
“It’s like this, there are arenas at regular intervals on this mountain.
Every time they go to an arena, climbers must fight, and after each competition, the winner There are two options for everyone.
The so-called 'climbing', since. However, it is to work hard and challenge for a higher ranking.
The so-called "guarding the mountain" means that if you realize that your physical strength or strength is not enough to continue climbing, then you can stay in the current arena. Waiting for the challenge from those who follow up the mountain
As for the original 'mountain defender', as the loser, they can only choose to go down the mountain, or challenge again after an hour's rest period.
As long as one more victory is achieved, the original ‘mountain guard’ can also choose to continue ‘climbing the mountain’.
In short, the general rule is to try to maintain the current ranking, and then choose the opportunity to challenge to a higher arena based on your own strength. ”
“Oh! So every climber, no matter whether he arrives early or late, must compete in each stage once before he can reach the summit? ”
“Yes, those who climb the mountain first do not necessarily have an advantage, because they still have to defend and are constantly challenged by other climbers.
Later ones also have disadvantages, because the time limit is only until the sun sets. If the competition is delayed for too long, you won't even be able to reach the top of the mountain. ”
“That’s it. "
After everyone continued to climb up and was a little far away from the previous ring, Yan Feng said in a deep voice.
"Weiwei! You were so rude just now!
Although we are stronger, no matter what, you shouldn't be able to do nothing, so as not to save face for others. This means that Master Wang on the other side is generous and does not care. ”
Um! Although his favorability score was negative, Meng Lang still nodded in his heart and agreed with Yan Feng's etiquette education.
You call me Tan Leg, but you can’t show off your legs... This is really a bit insulting.
"I have no legs, but who says I have no face for others?" Yan Weiwei looked plausibly.
“Still quibbling! Why did you stay?”
“Didn’t I ask him to punch me again?”
"Uh..."
Everyone was speechless.
But after thinking about it, well...it was really a shame to not kill the opponent with one move...
The corners of Yan Feng's mouth twitched. Faced with such a high-level Versailles, he didn't know what to do. Should I laugh or cry? I can only say helplessly.
"Then why don't you give me a kick?"
"No, my legs haven't returned to their peak condition yet. I have to recharge my batteries to deal with stronger opponents!" Yan Weiwei shook her head.
"Not restored to peak condition? What do you mean?" Yan Feng was stunned for a moment.
Of course Yan Weiwei would not explain to Yan Feng in detail how she jumped from a height of 60 meters yesterday ninety-nine and eighty-one times.
Waving his hands impatiently, "It's nothing, it's just that the game yesterday was too exciting and my legs are weak."
"Uh..."
Hearing these words of tiger and wolf, Yan Feng understood something instantly.
He turned around and glared at Meng Lang behind him!
"I..."
Meng Lang was stunned. There were so many people, why were they staring at me again?
She wrote the secret book herself and practiced it until her legs became weak.
I just deliver the express, what does it have to do with me?
Faced with such an "indiscriminate" Yan Feng, Meng Lang was thinking.
At this time, should I pretend not to see it and enjoy the scenery? Or give him an awkward yet polite smile?
Logically speaking, I should smile.
After all, I am partially responsible for Yan Weiwei's weak legs.
But with Yan Feng's unrestrained, backwards, and completely distorted setting of the ups and downs of favorability, he should at this time...
He opened his big eyes with a 24mm wheelbase.
Stared back!
Everyone: "..." (End of this chapter)