"Ha!"
"Ha!"
Bang bang bang!!!
Inside the Liao Family Martial Arts School's Taishan Hall, the outer wall was filled with people. Everyone was watching the two people fighting in the courtyard.
"Hold on, Master Liao!"
"It's all up to you, Master Liao!"
…
Outside the wall, a few injured Dojo masters were cheering for Master Liao as they watched him fight with Jinshan Shen.
However, Master Liao was not affected by them at all. He looked at Jinshan Zhan with rapt attention and shouted loudly. His legs crossed and his fists danced like wheels of wind and fire, smashing toward Jinshan Zhan Zhan.
Their fists were like iron, and their legs were like steel. They collided repeatedly, and the air was filled with the sound of their collisions.
Bang! Bang!
Master Liao suddenly punched Jinshan Xun's chest. Master Liao was delighted, but Jinshan Xun acted as if nothing had happened. He lifted his right foot and kicked Master Liao in the chest. Master Liao was sent flying.
"Ha!" Jinshan did not show any mercy. He roared again and his fists were like two flood dragons. As they intertwined, they smashed toward Master Liao with great force.
Master Liao took a deep breath and calmed himself down from being kicked in the chest. He waved his fists and welcomed Jinshan's incoming fist.
The two exchanged another ten moves. Suddenly, Master Liao was careless. Jinshan kicked Master Liao's face.
Master Liao was stunned, and his whole body fell heavily to the ground like a meat pillar. Jinshan still wanted to take advantage of the situation and attack, but Master Liao was considered a martial arts expert on the Martial Arts Club Street, and he had a lot of fighting experience. He did not care about his image, and rolled to the side, avoiding Jinshan's punches and kicks.
"Ha! Ha! Ha! — — "
Jinshan waved his fists again. Master Liao had not recovered yet, so he could only defend.
The most important thing in a fight was momentum. As the saying goes, the first drum beats the spirit, the second is weak, and the third is exhausted. After being kicked by Jinshan twice in a row, Master Liao's momentum suddenly weakened. He could only parry Jinshan's punches and kicks.
After another eight moves, Jin Shanxun shook off Master Liao's fist with one of his punches and heavily punched Master Liao's right shoulder with the other.
"Kacha!" Master Liao screamed in pain. Jinshan followed up with another attack. He raised his right foot high and slammed it down on Master Liao's head.
Master Liao was shocked. He lowered his head and grabbed Jinshan's right leg. He lowered his body and tried to lift Jinshan up.
Jin Shanzun took the opportunity to kick with his left leg and jumped up. Then, he kicked Master Liao's left rib heavily, followed by a series of attacks, and finally, he kicked Master Liao fiercely, sending him flying.
"Damn it, there's no one in Foshan who can fight!" Jin Shanzun walked out of the Taishan Hall Martial Club with an arrogant face. He glanced at the several martial club masters who had been defeated by him in front of the door and walked out while cursing …
"I thought Mount Buddha was full of Huang Feihong, but it turns out to be a worm." At noon, Jinshan and a few of his brothers went to a noodle stall to eat noodles. One of the men sneered as he ate, "You're just a small fry. You can't even withstand a single blow!"
"Brothers, we didn't come here for nothing. There's no one in Foshan who can fight. This time, we're rich! "Another man chewed on the noodles, his face full of excitement.
Jin Shan nodded as he ate his noodles. He straightened his neck and said arrogantly, "Brothers, we have to continue working hard and open a dojo in Foshan. Let them know how powerful we are. I want to be the best in Foshan!"
Bang!
Two bowls of vegetarian noodles were heavily placed on the table. The owner of the noodle stall couldn't stand their bragging anymore. He said coldly, "You bunch of country bumpkins. You think you're a master just because you defeated a few small fries? Talk after you defeat the most powerful one!"
"Hey, who's the best fighter in Foshan?" Hearing that, Jin Shan raised his head and shouted at the owner of the noodle stall who had turned around and left.
The noodle stall owner stopped, glanced at Jin Shanzun, and sneered, "Of course it's Ye Wen. Could it be me?"
Jin Shanxun's expression changed. He threw away the bowl in his hand, stood up, and shouted to his brothers, "Let's go!"
… …
"Come on, come on, watch how we defeat Ye Wen!" Along the way, Jin Shanxun shouted loudly to his brothers. These few days, the entire street knew that they had been challenging the masters on the street, and they had won all of them. Now that they heard that they were going to challenge Ye Wen, who was rumored to be the best fighter in Foshan, Wei Wei followed behind them to watch the show. At the same time, she wanted to see how Ye Wen would defeat this bunch of country bumpkins and bring glory to Foshan.
Not long after, the group of a few hundred people walked towards Ye Wen's house in a mighty manner.
Ye Wen was sitting at home and playing with a pocket watch. Zhang Yongcheng was sitting at the table and arranging flowers. Meanwhile, Little Ye Zhun was riding the wooden horse bicycle that Ye Xuan had bought previously and was strolling around the living room. The family was relaxed and quiet.
Bang! Jin Shanxun kicked open the metal door in front of him and led his men towards the main entrance of the Ye house.
"Dad, there are so many people outside!" Little Ye Zhun rode his bicycle in from the living room and asked Ye Wen.
Ye Wen had also heard the commotion outside. He frowned, put down the pocket watch and walked out. However, he saw Jin Shanxun pushing Uncle Wang, who was trying to stop them from entering.
"Young Master, they …" Uncle Wang said with a troubled expression when he saw Ye Wen walking out and pointing at Jin Shanxun.
"You are Ye Wen?" Jin Shanxun raised his eyebrows when he saw Ye Wen and said with disdain.
Ye Wen waved his hand at the troubled Uncle Wang. He knew that this wasn't something that Uncle Wang could solve. He walked forward and looked at Jin Shanxun without saying a word.
"I am Jin Shanxun. I have long heard that Foshan is the hometown of martial arts …" Jin Shanxun was eager to introduce himself.
Ye Wen sighed and extended his hand to interrupt him. He said plainly, "I know, Master Jin. I know. You brought so many people here just to tell me that you want to learn from each other, right?"
"Of course. We are opening a martial arts dojo in Foshan. Of course, we have to show others what we are capable of," Jin Shanxun said proudly.
"Opening a martial arts dojo? You don't have to fight me if you are opening a martial arts dojo. You just have to find a good place. "Ye Wen extended his arm and said plainly," Please leave! "
With that, Ye Wen didn't say anything else. He turned around and walked back to the living room.
Jin Shanxun was stunned. He didn't expect Ye Wen to reject him without even thinking. This wasn't the style of a martial arts practitioner. He was certain that Ye Wen's martial arts weren't that great and that Ye Wen was afraid of him.
Looking at the hundreds of people surrounding him, Jin Shanxun was even more determined to defeat Ye Wen. As long as he defeated Ye Wen, who was the number one in their hearts, he would become the number one in Foshan. By then, he wouldn't have to worry about money rolling in.
Jin Shanxun entered uninvited and followed Ye Wen into the living room. He was determined to force Ye Wen to learn from each other today.
"Uncle Wang, bring Ah Zhun in!" Hearing the footsteps behind him, Ye Wen frowned and asked Uncle Wang to bring Little Ye Zhun in.
"Ye Wen!" Jin Shanxun looked at Ye Wen, who had his back facing him. He shouted and mocked, "Don't make excuses. Are you afraid and don't dare to fight?"
Ye Wen turned around and didn't say a word. Zhang Yongcheng was already unhappy. She stood up and shouted, "What fight? Do you think my house is a martial arts dojo where you can come in and kill as you please? Please leave, or I'll call the police! " (The original movie actually used words like "get lost". One must know that Zhang Yongcheng was a gentle and well-mannered woman. She wasn't a shrew who cursed on the street. I really don't know what she was thinking.)
"Did you hear that? I won't fight with you. Please get out immediately! "Ye Wen said plainly as he looked at Jin Shanxun.
"I heard that Wing Chun was created by women. I think it suits you quite well." Jin Shanxun glanced at Zhang Yongcheng and then at the indifferent Ye Wen. His face was full of mockery as he said, "Mrs. Ye, don't worry. I won't beat him to death. If you're afraid of him losing, I'll let him fight with one hand. If that doesn't work, I'll let him fight with both hands. Ah! "
As a martial arts practitioner, Ye Wen was naturally infuriated to be bullied at his house. Furthermore, he had said such words. He turned his head and looked at Zhang Yongcheng, who was clearly infuriated by Jin Shanxun's words. Although she didn't like her husband to practice martial arts, she was proud that her husband was known as the number one expert in Foshan.
Seeing Ye Wen turn his head to ask for Zhang Yongcheng's permission, Jin Shanxun's face was filled with a disdainful smile. He looked at Ye Wen and teased, "Ye Wen, I didn't expect you to be afraid of your wife!"
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