Seeing Han Lan put on his posture, Su Yuanming felt a little excited inside.

Originally I just wanted to try Han Lan’s Tai Chi skills, but I didn’t expect to come across Wing Chun?

The nature of this has changed. In the past, this would have been called kicking the gym!

"The martial arts world back then is really nostalgic..." Su Yuanming couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

The transformation of martial arts in this world is obviously more powerful.

Since the General Administration of Sports unified the martial arts world, competitions between various martial arts have been restricted to regular arenas, and the points system has truly achieved point-to-point results, eliminating the phenomenon of killing people that often occurred in previous martial arts competitions.

Adapt to the development of the times.

Martial arts is thus divided into three major categories: sports competition, leisure exercise and stunt performance. What the military practices is not called martial arts, but fighting.

When martial arts changed, Wulin naturally ceased to exist. And due to the underdevelopment of related film and television, few people now know the word Wulin. When more young people mention this, their first reaction should be "Wulin".

Without martial arts, martial arts schools would naturally lose their popularity. Nowadays, those who actually practice martial arts are basically taught at home.

As for kicking the gym, it has long become history.

When Su Yuanming was young, he also went to the gymnasium with his master and brothers. The scene was really exciting.

Now, thirty years later, he finally met Qi Guan again.

Su Yuanming, dressed in martial arts uniforms, walked to the center of the courtyard with a smile, put on his posture, and registered his number according to the rules: "Wudang, Su Qingyuan."

Qingyuan, his name on the mountain.

Wudang?

Han Lan suddenly realized that he had kicked an iron plate. After thinking for a moment, he reported his sect and said: "Shushan, Han Xiaoyao."

"Shu Shan? Is there such a sect in Wing Chun?" Su Yuanming said in confusion.

"Shushan Sword Sect, but I didn't bring a sword today, so I'll start with Wing Chun." Han Lan said seriously.

Su Yuanming didn't ask further and nodded: "Come on."

"Wait a minute, I want to take a video!" Han Lan suddenly suggested again.

The main thing is to fight with the old man. I really don't dare to fight without leaving some evidence. After a while, he lies down on the ground and he is spanked?

Su Yuanming seemed to have guessed the meaning of Han Lan's words and glared at him angrily, but still agreed.

Lee Myung-bak immediately followed and took pictures with his mobile phone.

Han Lan regained his posture and confirmed to him in front of the camera: "Dean Su, this is what you proposed to compete in, fists and feet have no eyes..."

Su Yuanming nodded: "Voluntarily compete, and you will be responsible for your life and death."

"Come on, stop here! Life and death certificates are not recognized by the law!"

Su Yuanming smiled and motioned to Han Lan to take the lead.

Tai Chi and Wing Chun are both internal martial arts, but they actually follow completely opposite routes.

Tai Chi, which is vigorous and good at generating hidden energy, follows the path of slow and fast.

Wing Chun is stormy, good at using every inch of energy, and follows the path of going fast and beating slow.

Some people say that Tai Chi is a men's boxing but looks like a women's boxing, and Wing Chun is a women's boxing but is played like a man's boxing. In fact, it is not unreasonable.

Tai Chi punches are like spinning tops. They seem to have no power at all, but when you hit them, you know they hurt.

Wing Chun's punches are like a downpour, that is, small fists hitting your chest. It looks very harsh, but it is actually more severe.

But both of them have a common shortcoming, that is, they need to be close to each other to exert their maximum power.

Tai Chi requires tentacles to exert force, and you almost have to stick to the opponent in order to move forward. Wing Chun's attack range is too small, so you need to get close to achieve the effect of a torrential downpour.

So, when the two of them met, it was fist to fist, elbow to elbow, and legs to feet.

The key to short-distance fighting is reaction. Whoever reacts faster will be able to hit the opponent first. Whoever reacts slowly will not be able to block the opponent's punch.

Su Yuanming is also a master master, and he has experienced Wing Chun before, so he can predict many of Han Lan's moves and can catch almost all of them.

Han Lan knew Tai Chi, but he was not as proficient as Su Yuanming. He suffered a little loss and received a few punches. But he was better because he was young and strong, so it didn't matter how many punches he received.

But if Su Yuanming got punched by him, it would be really uncomfortable.

Especially in Wing Chun, the punches are still tight and explosive. The explosive power of young people is very fierce!

As the fists and kicks intertwined, Han Lan saw the gap and resisted his punch, and at the same time hit him in the upper abdomen with an inch-inch punch.

"hiss……"

Su Yuanming frowned, knowing that he couldn't take off the force. He gritted his teeth and closed his fists, using his waist and elbows to push Han Lan away.

The two separated, and Su Yuanming only took one step back to stabilize his position. Han Lan originally received a punch in the chest, and then was pushed so hard by him. He took three steps back before regaining his balance, but immediately kicked off the floor.

He came close to me again.

Su Yuanming made a feint with both hands, grabbed his wrist and pulled him behind him, tripping under his feet at the same time. Han Lan noticed it but couldn't get away and was tripped by him. She flew forward and fell behind him.

In the past, it was Han Lan who used Tai Chi to throw others, but now it was finally his turn to be thrown.

Han Lan landed on the ground and raised his hands. The handstand he had practiced so hard before came into play, and he just stood up. Hearing Su Yuanming's punch coming from behind, he quickly turned sideways and raised his arms to block, and raised his legs to attack him.

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Su Yuanming predicted it again and kicked back his just-raised leg.

It's very painful to be interrupted by someone's move, especially when the kick is on the ankle. Even Han Lan, who is thick-skinned and thick-skinned, can't help but wince in pain. After all, he is not a tank player like Lee Myung-bak.

"No, I'm not good enough at Kung Fu, let's switch to Tai Chi!" Han Lan screamed in her heart, and immediately changed her moves and hit Su Yuanming with her backhand. She grabbed his wrist and pressed it down, holding him to change his center of gravity, and bumped him with his shoulder.

Missed!

Just as Han Lan looked stunned, her shoulder was knocked empty!

Su Yuanming leaned forward and followed the pull of his hand to avoid him. He suddenly lifted his thigh and flipped his whole body over.

"grass!"

Han Lan cursed secretly, and the moment his back hit the ground, he turned over and struck again, and met Su Yuanming's fist head-on.

In fact, Han Lan still suffered a lot in this kind of point-and-shoot competition, because he couldn't use many of his killing moves. In terms of killing skills, Han Lan did have more experience.

Su Yuanming finally stopped, and the punch landed half a centimeter from the tip of Han Lan's nose and stopped moving forward.

He knows that Han Lan is a star and cannot be slapped in the face.

"Han Shuai!" Fang Qiaorui saw the two stopped and hurriedly ran up to see if Han Lan was injured.

The actions of the two just now were so fast that it was overwhelming. But Fang Qiaorui still saw that Han Lan had received a lot of punches and was very worried.

Su Yuanming withdrew his fists and walked towards the guzheng with his hands behind his back: "I'm not good at Wing Chun, and I'm not good at Tai Chi. I've practiced internal skills well, but it's a pity that I used the wrong fists. I should be using Tai Chi."

Han Lan honestly handed over his hand: "I have learned a lesson."

In fact, the main tradition of the old Han family is Tai Chi, but when he met a Tai Chi master, Han Lan was too guilty to be beaten and was afraid of being beaten, so he wanted to imitate Master Ye and use Wing Chun to hammer him. But he did not expect that Su Yuanming also knew Wing Chun.

, several moves were predicted.

"Take the guzheng away. Xiao Han, my senior brother really wants to pass on his skills to you. Think about it carefully. He doesn't necessarily need to become a disciple. He just wants to pass on the things left by his ancestors..."

Han Lan was silent for a moment without answering, and asked Li Mingbo to pick up the guzheng, and then left.

"Teacher, don't you want to try his guzheng skills again?" Seeing Han Lan and others going out, Wu Yan came over and asked.

Su Yuanming glanced at him: "Go and get the medicinal wine from my cabinet."

Wu Yan was stunned for a moment, and saw Su Yuanming carefully lift off his clothes, revealing the dark purple fist marks inside.

"Fuck! This soul is weak!"

"Okay, hurry up and get the medicinal wine. This kid has already lost his strength. My body can't bear it... Hiss, it's better to be young after all. If I were twenty years younger, hiss... Ouch, be gentle!
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