Chapter 797: Four Levels

The third sister is tall and slender, with picturesque eyebrows and the charm of her youth is vaguely visible.

When Su Yi saw her, he couldn't help shaking his head and sighing.

"Why did Mr. Geng sigh?" the third sister asked with a half-smile.

"Actually, Third Sister, you should be singing and doing fights on the stage instead of fighting with people in the audience." Su Yi said, "This is not suitable for you."

"Whether it is suitable or not is not up to Mr. Geng!" Third Sister sneered, "I am a Baguazhang from a well-known family. Mr. Geng, my Bagua skills are dark and my fists are blind. If I offend you, please bear with me."

"If you can hit me, I lose." Su Yi said with a smile.

"You are so shameless!" The third sister's eyes suddenly became sharp. She kicked her feet in all directions and arrived in front of Su Yi in a few seconds. She pointed like a knife and stabbed Su Yi's eyes fiercely. She was so fast and furious!

Once the kung fu is released, you will know whether it is there or not.

This trick of swan geese breaking out of the group is the most common move in Baguazhang, but the third sister used it in a cunning and vicious style, which shows her skill.

Moreover, this woman's Baguazhang is different from ordinary people. People say that Bagua is poisonous, but the poison is obvious. But Third Sister’s Baguazhang is sinister.

Su Yi responded with the "Qin Qiong Guarding" move in the Baji Fist. The third sister's palm was pushed aside, and the silent kick was kicked back by Su Yi's calf.

The third sister used two moves at the same time! The swan geese emerge from the flock in the light, and their legs fly in the dark.

Both are practical moves, and both moves are very sharp and swift.

But he was blocked by Su Yi's move.

The third sister was blocked and pushed by Su Yi, and she suddenly became a side-to-side enemy. She simply turned around with a big boa move and slammed her shoulder into Su Yi.

Su Yi held down her shoulders almost as she took off, preventing her from moving. At the same time, he lowered his left hand to block the third sister's silent palm from under her arm.

"ah!"

After being blocked for two consecutive rounds, the third sister had the idea of ​​refusing to admit defeat. She shouted softly and reached out to grab Su Yi's wrist. As soon as Su Yi dodged, she suddenly got up and launched a beautiful roundhouse kick towards Su Yi's face.

Su Yi not only refused to retreat, but suddenly stepped forward, exhaled from his mouth, and hit the third sister's abdomen with both palms as if crossing the forest and crossing the river.

In this palm, Su Yi only used two points of force. This is also the most common move in Baguazhang - opening the window and looking at the moon.

The third sister was in mid-air, and the palm hit her hard, and her whole body was immediately thrown away.

Fortunately, Su Yi didn't hurt anyone. She had time to adjust her posture in mid-air. After shedding most of her strength and landing on the ground, she supported the ground with her hands. Her whole body bounced lightly, and then she shot towards Su Yi again.

This time she lowered her body very low, and before she could reach him, she suddenly fell over, her feet were like scissors, and she violently attacked Su Yi's lower body.

Bang bang bang!

But every kick she kicked was kicked back by Su Yi.

With the last kick, Su Yi's toes stopped just shy of the third sister's eyebrows. Both parties in the fight suddenly stopped as if their acupuncture points had been tapped.

Su Yi smiled and retracted his foot and said: "Promise."

The third sister stood up, bit her lip, and gave Su Yi a fist with a complicated expression: "Master Geng, it's my class that is doing something wrong. Thank you for your mercy."

Su Yi smiled in return, and the third sister turned around and left quickly.

The face of the white-faced boy who was watching the battle became very embarrassed. He hugged Su Yi and hurried away.

Wow!

The sisters-in-law who were watching on the second floor all dispersed, and the faint sound of voices floated down.

"Do you see clearly?"

"The gap is too big, the third sister didn't even find out her background..."

"It's hanging this time..."

Su Yi didn't seem to hear anything. With a smile on his face, he walked up the stairs step by step and arrived at the second floor.

As soon as he came out of the stairs, Su Yi saw an old man with a white face and no beard, waiting there with a group of frail people in robes who looked like old-time scholars.

"Mr. Geng!" the leader of the old man said with a smile, "My surname is Rui, and the auspicious sign is Rui. On behalf of the Jinlou Accounting Department, I welcome you!"

He said hugging his fists.

Su Yi returned the greeting without saying a word.

"In my early years, I went north with my boss. I was fortunate enough to be a disciple of Mr. Guo Yunshen, and I learned a few tricks of Xingyi. If you don't play well, I would like to ask Mr. Geng to taste it." Mr. Rui smiled and put on a show.

"please!"

Su Yi said.

Mr. Rui's smile faded and he paced tentatively forward. At a certain moment, he suddenly stepped forward and fired a cannon punch straight towards him. This punch was fierce and domineering, expressing the essence of Xingyiquan.

It can be seen that Mr. Rui's Xingyiquan is quite powerful.

But it's not as good as Ma San, how can it threaten Su Yi?

Su Yi swayed lightly, and in the next second, his fist stopped in front of Mr. Rui's face.

Mr. Rui froze, broke away from Su Yi, and struck Su Yi severely with a whip.

But Su Yi took a step further and lifted Mr. Rui's elbow to neutralize his attack. At the same time, his other fist stayed in front of Mr. Rui again.

Mr. Rui roared and took three steps back. With his body drawn like a bow, he punched out fiercely!

This punch comes from the center of the chest and abdomen. It is short and powerful, like a collapsing arrow piercing the heart. It is Guo Yunshen's famous stunt - the half-step collapsing fist!

The power of this punch made even Su Yi slightly moved.

The fact that the old man can deliver this punch shows that the sword is still young.

However, there are no eggs.

If Gong Baosen or even Gong Er had delivered this punch, Su Yi would have avoided the edge temporarily.

Mr. Rui is obviously not among them.

Su Yi stepped on the Bagua Step and came closer again, blocking Mr. Rui like a wall.

He was like a ghost, and Mr. Rui couldn't hold back his strength at all. He immediately hit Su Yi's iron tower-like body, and the whole person was bounced back. He staggered a few steps before stopping.

Mr. Rui's eyes were wide open, and he raised his fist to rush forward again, but he held back.

He froze for a moment, and suddenly let out a long breath and laughed.

"No more than three punches. Mr. Geng took pity on my old age and let me three moves. If I don't know what's good for me, I'll be shameless." Mr. Rui smiled and bowed his hands, "Mr. Geng, the climate in the south is good for people. You might as well stay in Jinlou for a few more days, so that I can also fulfill my hospitality."

"Thank you for your kindness." Su Yi smiled and bowed his hands.

"The road to the rivers and lakes is dangerous. I wish you success!" Mr. Rui clasped his fists again, then waved his hand and left with those scholars.

Whispers came from upstairs.

"You didn't find anything after trying this?"

"This Geng Liangchen is really famous for a reason, he is quite capable..."

"It all depends on Brother Yong."

Su Yi went upstairs again and saw a shining figure sitting in the hall.

The shining one was the bald head, shiny and shiny, very conspicuous.

"Master Geng, it's my turn to greet you." The bald middle-aged man stood up with a smile and walked towards Su Yi, "My name is Ayong, I'm a handyman, I know a little bit about everything, but I'm not good at anything. You defeated the third sister and Mr. Rui so quickly, I guess I'm not your opponent. Please go easy on me later, let me play a few more rounds of boxing, don't lose too embarrassingly."

"Brother Yong, you are too polite, please!" Su Yi smiled and clasped his fists.

As soon as Su Yi finished speaking, Brother Yong suddenly shouted and rushed to attack.

Both fists came out like cannons, and they were powerful and domineering.

Su Yi used a move of holding the moon in his arms, using softness to overcome hardness, and dissolved this attack into nothingness.

The moves are not old, Brother Yong changes his moves, and he keeps punching and attacking, like chasing the wind and the moon, not giving people a chance to breathe.

This is the routine of the Gongzi Fuhu Fist, which is powerful and upright. Brother Yong has mastered the essence of it and forced Su Yi to retreat.

But that's all.

At a certain moment, Su Yi seized the opportunity, suddenly stepped aside to avoid a punch, turned his body, and hit Brother Yong's chest with his elbow.

Brother Yong staggered a few steps back with a muffled groan, but immediately stabilized his fist, changed his fist into a palm, and took the posture of the tiger and crane double form.

Su Yi's eyes lit up, and he took the initiative to attack this time.

Brother Yong shouted and rushed forward, like a dragon and a tiger, attacking Su Yi repeatedly.

This is the tiger and crane double form, which combines hardness and softness, fast and slow. It is an advanced boxing in Hongquan, and it is powerful.

Su Yi also saw this boxing for the first time, and he was excited to see the prey. He couldn't help but fight with Brother Yong for a few more moves, wanting to make the opponent fight more.

But Brother Yong couldn't defeat the opponent after a long time, so he changed his style again.

This time, his punches became more fierce, but he no longer opened and closed them, but fought closely, which was quite similar to the short bridge and narrow horse style of Southern Fist.

This was the Hong family's iron wire fist, and when it was performed, it was like a wild beast, and even Su Yi found it difficult to deal with its huge force.

Generally speaking, when encountering an opponent with iron wire fist, no one would be stupid enough to confront it head-on, and the correct tactic was to temporarily avoid it.

Because the iron wire fist was too strong, it was no exaggeration to say that it was a desperate fight.

It was a posture that even if it hurt itself 800, it would hurt the enemy 1,000, and it was tragic and determined not to turn back.

But the iron wire fist was quite physically demanding, and it would not last long. So when encountering an opponent with iron wire fist, most people would hide first, let the opponent hit enough, and then fight back when the physical strength was almost exhausted, so that they could reverse the situation in one fell swoop.

But Su Yi was different.

He didn't dodge at all, but just countered the moves and fought with Brother Yong.

They even intentionally limited Brother Yong's range of activities to the open space, because the Iron Wire Fist would have a large range of activities, and it would be bad if it damaged the exquisite things in the house.

Two minutes later, Brother Yong suddenly jumped out of the circle, waved his hands and shouted: "No more fighting! It's boring, you are using me as a feeding ground!"

His voice was quite depressed.

He moved a chair and sat down by himself, panting violently, and beads of sweat slid down his head.

"I think I am quite diverse, but I didn't expect you to be more diverse than me!" Brother Yong looked at Su Yi and said, "Wing Chun, Bagua, Baji, as well as Western boxing and Oriental judo, Master Geng, you practice so many boxings, how did you become proficient in all of them?"

"Wouldn't it be better to integrate them together?" Su Yi smiled.

"How to integrate?" Brother Yong looked confused, "Why do you say it as simple as kneading noodles?"

"If Brother Yong is interested, you might as well come to Tianjin, and you will definitely gain something." Su Yi smiled.

"Me? Going to Tianjin? Forget it!" Brother Yong smiled and waved his hand, still panting heavily, "I'm old, and my body is not forgiving. I'm tired from the journey, I'm afraid I'll die on the way."

"..." Su Yi smiled slightly, "Excuse me."

He walked around Brother Yong and went to the fourth floor.

Brother Yong looked at Su Yi's back, couldn't help but laugh at himself, sighed and shook his head.

"Testing? Who is testing whom? What the hell is testing!"

The fourth floor is the guest room where Su Yi and Gong Baosen live.

Gong Baosen has gone back to his room, and only Uncle Deng is standing in the corridor.

Uncle Deng leaned on a cane and smiled at Su Yi: "Young people are really formidable. Master Geng, young heroes like you are rare in ancient and modern times. It is also their honor to be able to exchange martial arts with you."

"Uncle Deng, you are too polite." Su Yi smiled.

"Humility and courtesy, careful words and deeds. If a young man has your qualities, it will be difficult for him to succeed." Uncle Deng praised without hesitation, "Master Geng, today's show cannot fool a discerning person like you. Our southern martial arts has always been I entertain myself and don’t communicate with people in the north. If Master Gong hadn’t caused the Five Tigers to go to Jiangnan a few years ago, I would have lived my whole life without even being able to distinguish between Xingyi and Bagua.”

"From a broad perspective, Master Gong is right to want to integrate the north and the south. This is the right thing to do. But then again, so what if we integrate it? What if we promote the national martial arts? Now is the era of aircraft and cannons, and martial arts No matter how good you are, you can't stop a bullet. Studying martial arts for ten years is not as good as joining the army for three years, let alone studying literature is the best way out these days."

"Is there any way out for martial arts? No more! Some things that should disappear should disappear without being forced to stay. What if we leave these things to our descendants? These are all outdated things. What's the use of learning them? Whoever you leave it to will be harmed!"

"In the future, other people's descendants will either become officials or generals, but our descendants have inherited our tricks. Apart from performing on stage and performing tricks, what future do they have?"

"So, we really don't want to go through any trouble. But the weak have no words. If we want you to listen to us, we won't be able to give in. We can't retreat anywhere. The only way is to defeat you, and then Stand up and speak loudly."

Having said this, Uncle Deng paused, sighed and said to Su Yi: "Master Geng, please don't blame us. You have your ambitions, but we just want to live a good life. We all have different positions, but there is no hatred. ”

Su Yi thought for a while and said: "Uncle Deng, if our younger generations are bullied by foreigners with their martial arts, do you think they will blame our generation for not passing on the real thing to them?"

"I think it's up to the younger generations whether they want it or not, but whether we can pass it on or not is our problem."

Uncle Deng chuckled: "This man, the most difficult thing is to make others agree with his ideas. Master Geng, it seems that no one of us can convince anyone."

"Master Geng, I'm a student of Nanzhi Boxing. I'm lucky enough to know a little bit about grabbing and tapping." Uncle Deng said with a smile, "As the saying goes, boxing is afraid of young people. I'm old and I won't be able to compete with you in sparring. But seeing a young talent like you, it would be a pity if we didn’t compete with each other.”

"How about this, let's change the competition." He smiled and raised the crutch in his hand, and then said, "As long as you can snatch this crutch from my hand, you will win, how about it?"

"Okay." Su Yi glanced at the crutch and nodded in agreement.

There is no doubt that this is another "literary fight".

Su Yi once again encountered the fighting method that he was least good at.