Yamafu Military Affairs

Chapter 400: Snow and Cold Light
Facing Jingtang's lightning-fast attack to grab his neck, Qin Huai retracted his shoulders, slightly bent his right palm to catch his wrist, and then buckled and pressed inwards. Instead of retreating, he advanced, and his left hand went straight through his right arm and stabbed Yu Jingtang's head and face.

Looking at Qin Huai who rushed into his arms like a ghost, Yu Jingtang's face changed slightly. It was true that he had the upper hand, but the young man opposite him reacted faster. Before his palms were in place, he squeezed in. What he used was not the Baji Elbow, but the Bagua Palm's Bawang Pig-binding Technique!
Yu Jingtang subconsciously turned to the right, and as the knife brushed past his temple, he put his left claws together to form a sword, and thrust it forward, poking Qin Huai's armpit.

Qin Huai raised his eyebrows, and with his left palm inward, he stroked it downwards and bit Yu Jingtang's throat tightly, as if he was planning to exchange his injury for his life.

"What a young man who is unwilling to suffer loss!"

After all, Yu Jingtang was a master who had been fighting in the martial arts world for decades. Seeing Qin Huai's palm strike, he was not panicked at all. He turned the sword finger of his left hand into a palm again, exerted force on his waist and hips, transmitted the power to the extremities, supported Qin Huai's arm and suddenly lifted it up!
Bang!
Qin Huai only felt a strong force coming from his right arm, which hit his left elbow which was getting lower and lower. In an instant, both arms stopped at the same time!

"As expected of a master who is only a hair's breadth away from becoming a grandmaster, his response is brilliant! Brilliant!"

Qin Huai admired in his heart, his left palm moving non-stop, pressing his wrist and hooking his hand, quickly hooking towards Yu Jingtang's left hand that was holding up his right arm.

Yu Jingtang saw that his goal had been achieved, so he immediately lowered his left hand, and his right foot plunged into Qin Huai's inner circle like a fierce rhinoceros, while his right fist took advantage of the blind spot to hit Qin Huai's lower abdomen.

The three emperors’ cannon strikes and the crotch-hitting strikes!
Seeing Yu Jingtang's movements, Qin Huai thought to himself that something was wrong. He instantly took a step forward to the left, hooked his right heel that was deeply rooted in the ground with his toes, pressed down with both arms, stretched out his right palm forward to hit the powerful crotch-lifting hammer, raised his left hand with the knife palm, and poked Yu Jingtang's old face that was close at hand.

Gossip, drunk and beating the mountain gate!
Yu Jingtang's shoulders and neck trembled, and his left hand, which had been retracted for protection, deflected Qin Huai's attacking palm. The whole person circled around his left arm. His not-so-tall and strong body was like a giant bear jumping over a ravine. His fists whirred and punched towards Qin Huai's open back!
The Three Emperors fired their weapons, and the Master bowed again!

Hearing the sound of wind behind his head, Qin Huai did not dare to be careless. He knew that neither turning around to meet the enemy nor rushing forward to avoid the enemy was the best option at this moment. He immediately shifted his center of gravity to his left leg, leaned his upper body forward slightly, and kicked hard with his right foot, directly kicking Jingtang's lower crotch.

Poke your feet, scorpion's back shit!
His legs are longer than his arms, and Qin Huai's physique is comparable to that of a grandmaster, so even if he attacks hastily, his toes that attack like black lightning are still a little faster than his fists!
If Yu Jingtang insisted on fighting, he would have to hit this crotch kick first, so that the power of the sky cannon, which had been weakened and had lost most of its power, could be fired at him. In this way, no matter if he changed his tactics or not, Qin Huai would have been able to defend against this sinister move and could deal with the follow-up calmly.

Yu Jingtang's expression remained unchanged. He pressed down with his right fist to hit Qin Huai's crotch kick, and stretched out his left hand to hit Qin Huai's fragile neck!

The three emperors struck with cannons, and the Master bowed three times!

The Master's three bows emphasize "lift your legs and don't give in, the winner will be decided when they land on the ground", and also emphasize "don't be afraid when you see a brave general, one fierce move can gain three points". Yu Jingtang, as a master of the Three Emperors Cannons, naturally understood the essence of it long ago, and incorporated his own understanding into the essence of bravery, diligence and selflessness in boxing.

[Boxing Intentions·Laojun Pilu]!
Seeing the chopping blow getting closer and closer, Yu Jingtang, who was sure of victory, was just about to stop and let go, but he saw the man in front of him, like a dormant dragon in the abyss, flying into the sky, or a sleeping tiger in the forest, shaking off his power. He used his spine as an axis, and his right elbow made a circle and hit Yu Jingtang's left fist!
【Boxing Intentions: Unbreakable】!
boom! ! !
Fists and elbows collided, the wooden ring shook violently, and before the two men could continue wrestling, the wooden boards of the ring beneath them began to crack and shatter into countless pieces of wood debris, dragging Qin Huai and Yu Jingtang into the broken ring and forcing them to stop the fight.

"Senior Yu, I am grateful for your advice."

"Concession, concession."

Seeing Qin Huai take the initiative to stop and clasp his fists in greeting, Yu Jingtang secretly breathed a sigh of relief and returned the greeting, "It's all my fault that the materials used in the boxing ring are too thin, which ruined the fun. If I have time in the future, I will definitely visit you and exchange boxing and martial arts with you again."

"Senior Yu, this skill is amazing!"

Qin Huai recalled Yu Jingtang's boxing stance and response just now, and concluded that his expertise in ancient martial arts was at least as good as his own.

"I'm getting old. In a few years, I'm afraid I won't be able to compete with you youngsters."

Yu Jingtang patted the wood thorns and powder on his body, put his trembling hands behind his back, and looked up at Qin Huai: "Just now I saw you use not only Baji, but also Baguazhang and Chuojiao, and you are proficient in the boxing stance and the moves are well-rounded. You can already be considered an expert. Do you want to move up to the miscellaneous style?"

"Yes, I do have the idea of ​​learning from the strengths of various schools and integrating them into one."

Qin Huai nodded and walked out of the room where wood powder was flying with Yu Jingtang.

"Oh? When I tried my hand at you just now, I could tell that your martial arts progress is almost the same as that of a grandmaster, and your life and body cultivation is not much inferior. If you can use slow and steady efforts to transform your energy into Yuan Qi and fill your soul and body, it will be no problem for you to become a grandmaster of Baji Sect."

Yu Jingtang thought about his friendship with Li Shuwen and decided to give Qin Huai some advice.

"But the eclectic school is different. The eclectic school has no roots, and it is difficult for it to glimpse [the principles of heaven] and understand its true self."

Yu Jingtang pointed at the blue sky and white sun above his head, and said something inexplicable: "I have been learning boxing since I was young. I have been diligent and hard every day for sixty years, but ten years ago I felt that I could not make any progress. At that time, although my Yuan Qi had filled my limbs and bones, it just could not enter my brain."

"I don't know why, but I have often gained some insights over the years, but when I think about it carefully, I get nothing and cannot grasp those things. I know that is the [Principle of Heaven], but I still cannot see its true nature. And the difficulty of the Miscellaneous School to integrate many boxing theories and bring forth new ideas is even more extraordinary, so I advise you to think about it carefully."

Yu Jingtang shook his head with a complicated expression.

"Harmony between man and nature? That's not right. Doesn't he have the intention of boxing?"

Qin Huai could vaguely understand what Yu Jingtang was talking about, but he was also confused about what the "Heavenly Principle" he was talking about was.

"The senior has a profound foundation and rich boxing theory. I think he is just lacking the most crucial spark of inspiration. When the opportunity comes, he will be able to completely open the bridge between heaven and earth, manifest his inner vision and become a grandmaster."

Qin Huai comforted Yu Jingtang who was stuck at the pass. Then he took out a silver note from his pocket and handed it to him: "I came to ask for help this time, but I didn't use my strength and broke something in your house. This is a small token of my appreciation. I hope you won't refuse it."

"You do have a heart."

As the head of Huiyou Escort Agency, Yu Jingtang knew that making money was not easy, and the expenses of the Three Emperors Cannons fell mostly on the escorts who lived on the edge of a knife, so there was not much spare money in the account. Seeing Qin Huai, who was known as a wealthy man in the martial arts world of Tianjin, offering him money, he would not refuse it. Moreover, he was clear in his mind and understood what Qin Huai was here for.

After so many years in the underworld, if he didn't understand the ins and outs of storytelling, he wouldn't have shown off his most powerful skills of Three Emperors Cannons and door-beating in front of Qin Huai just now.

"Asking about boxing consumes a lot of energy. Senior, you are already old, please stay. I will take my leave."

Seeing that the matter was over, Qin Huai did not stay any longer. After coming out of Huiyou Escort Agency, he mounted his horse and headed south with Wu Shan, returning to Tianjin.

In the past two days, he sent visiting cards to various major boxing gyms in Beijing and Tianjin where masters were in charge in the name of Bajiquan, making it clear that he wanted to learn about boxing. Although the Sanhuang Paochui school was not in Tianjin, it was the first boxing school that readily agreed to Qin Huai's invitation to come and exchange skills.

Taowu's clone was brave and aggressive, and loved fighting. He didn't care about other sects that hadn't responded yet, and rode his horse to the Three Emperors Cannon to knock on the door, and had two good fights with Li Yaochen and Yu Jingtang.

Now he has had his fill of fighting, but he will have to wait until he returns to the Bajiquan gym to find out about the responses from other sects.
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Tianjin is the lower end of the Nine Rivers, with three floating bridges and two pass lines.

Drum Tower, Fort, Bell Tower, Haihe River, Teahouse, and Guiyi Street.

Strange people in the world, all kinds of people, black-skinned policemen, and new militia soldiers.

The roast chicken from Dahuoxiang, the river and sea delicacies from Hongbinlou, and the fried dough twist from Guifaxiang.

The Biography of Tonglin, storytelling, ink-printed newspapers, and the rakes of Shizhuangdu.

The land of Yan and Zhao is full of vigor and vitality; the water is salty and the soil is salty, and the customs are tough. Zhaozi shines his eyes and walks in Yanfu. This is not the bright and colorful Shanghai Beach, but the arena where various forces fought in the last years of the dynasty!

Wushan opened his hazy drunken eyes, he just glanced at the long robe he was wearing, then turned around and looked around.

The dim sun hangs in the sky at noon, and the clouds disperse to reveal thousands of clear mountains.

Under the bright sunshine, there are foreign churches, theaters, and trams in front of us moving through the crowds. The melodious sound of drums can be heard in my ears, accompanied by the graceful Peking Opera singing that resonates into my heart. The misty white air outlines the words in Wushan's usual field of vision.

[The content of this time's Yama is semi-free hunting. A total of 81 Yama will be sent down to walk. ]

[When any Yama walker dies, all walkers will be notified]

[Killing Yanfu Xingzou in any situation has a 20% chance of obtaining his inheritance. ]

[Each walker will receive one of the two messages from Yamabu when the value of the collected items reaches the corresponding target. ]

[Information content 1 is the designated location, limited time and a rough information of a person walking.]

[The second information is the designated location, limited time, and rough information about obtaining the corresponding secret treasure enhancement]

[Each walker can freely choose whether to hunt walkers or seek secret treasures to strengthen according to the distribution information]

[Kill the designated walker in the content within the limited time, and you will 100% obtain the Yamafu inheritance from him]

[Those who obtain secret treasure enhancement within the limited time will 100% obtain an additional secret treasure enhancement information]

[Return conditions: Kill three or more Yanfu walkers or possess Xin Chou Qi's exclusive personal enhancement ability]

"You have to kill people and rob them. It's really troublesome!"

Wu Shan shifted his attention away from the countdown and Yamabu information in his field of vision, and reached out to feel his pocket.

As expected, penniless.

"Hey, old man, who's the richest family around here?"

Wushan raised his head and took a quick look, then picked up a little old man in a black satin robe and glasses from the side of the street and asked bluntly.

The old scholar looked at the drunken man in front of him, who looked arrogant and disrespectful to his elders. Just as he was about to scold him, he realized that there was no whip behind his neck.

"You, you. You're from Honolulu!"

"What the hell? I'm asking you who's the richest person here!"

Wushan exerted force with his hands, and the skin on the back of the old scholar's neck tightened. He dared not shout anymore, and could only stammer, "That must be Mr. Shi from the Shi family, one of the Eight Great Families of Tianjin. He happens to have a private residence in that alley."

"Oh? How do you know so much?"

Wushan burped and lowered his eyes to look coldly at the old man in front of him.

"I am his family's teacher. He has a concubine who lives in the most magnificent house in that alley."

"Oh, scholar, damn scholar."

Wushan casually left the ungrateful old man behind, found the house, and without thinking, kicked the door open, beat the barking dog to death with a few sticks, knocked out several bodyguards who came to guard the house, broke into the luxuriously decorated east wing, and pushed the blue-green long stick in front of a well-maintained cheongsam woman.

"I only want money, not my life. If you don't want to die, just hand over the money!"

"You are the one who robbed your aunt of her wealth. You are asking for your own death!"

At this moment, the cheongsam woman sneered, and her ankle burst out at an astonishing speed. Her left foot suddenly stretched forward, and her slender high heel pierced Wushan's foot like a long and hard steel spike.

Wushan's eyes blurred and he thrust the long stick in his hand forward without thinking, but surprisingly, he hit nothing!

despair!
The trendy lace-up high-heeled shoes were nailed on the apricot-yellow silk thread, leaving black cracks as thin as spider webs. Wushan looked at the woman in front of him who was "pierced" by his [Dongsu] long stick in doubt, and black ripples flashed by.

【Wei Fangfang】

Status: Qi exists, empty and spiritual (Qi transforms the body, and for a short period of time, it is not afraid of being cut by knives and axes)
Threat Level: Red

Note: The third generation disciple of Zhizi Sect, a martial artist who trains skin and tendons, and a remarkable person in the world.

"Qi? Interesting!"

Wu Shan laughed grimly, and red and apricot-yellow lights flashed alternately on his body, like two streaks of silk over a meter long, strangling towards the woman in front of him.

Wei Fangfang leaned over and took the [Lan Mian Sou] which looked like a pipe from the shelf inside the house. The pipe with a steel blade was like a hundred birds paying homage to the phoenix, and in an instant it chopped [Nanli] into red ashes.

"Disperse!"

Red embers swirled in the sky, turning into a whirlwind of scorching fire that stained the cheongsam, leaving large areas of spring light.

Wei Fangfang saw that Wushan's methods were magical and somewhat difficult to deal with. Her beautiful eyes flashed, and she did not care about the little energy left in her body. She used the [Lan Mian Sou] in her hand to barely block the long root of [Dong Su], and quickly retreated to the bedside, and took out a black box cannon from under the pillow!

"Fuck, this tiger bitch!"

A submachine gun appeared out of thin air in Wushan's hand, and he opened fire first. The continuous flames instantly blew the valuable bed into pieces.

Wei Fangfang, with only a few pieces of clothing covering her body, had a stern look on her face. She raised her box gun and was about to fire, but her sight was suddenly blocked by the apricot-yellow [Zhong Wu].

When the apricot-yellow silk was torn apart by the violent gunfire, where was the shadow of Wushan left?
(End of this chapter)