Chapter 1252 (1/2)
In a round of applause, a man about 30 years old, only 1.7 meters tall and weighing 60 kg at most, stepped onto the stage.
He clasped his fist at everyone, then went to the wooden man pile and put a two character clamp on the sheep horse. Without seeing the gesture, he suddenly punched the wooden man pile. Hearing Peng's voice, the wooden man pile weighing 300 Jin was forced to shake back and forth for several times before stopping.
”Wow, that's great.”
”Is this Yongchun Cunjin? It's too strong. ”
”Just then, there was only ten centimeters between his hand and the wooden man pile, and he was able to produce the effect of
, which was incomparable.”
Just when everyone was shocked, Yuan Liangping started his formal performance. He could only see his hands and feet together, punching and kicking. Each blow had a strong explosive force. Every time he hit the wooden stump, he swayed left and right, winning warm applause and shrieks from the audience.
Yuan Liangping turned a deaf ear and looked dignified, as if he regarded the wooden dummy pile as his enemy, and played the short and fast Yongchun boxing to the extreme. Especially the last dozen fists, which were as fast as lightning, we only saw a mirage before us. Each punch accurately hit the chest of the wooden dummy pile, and finally, relying on its amazing speed and strength, he gave the wooden dummy pile to I'm down.
”Boom.”
The wooden dummy pile fell heavily on the ground, as if it had hit the audience's heart. Everyone stood up and screamed for yuan Liangping's Yongchun boxing.
”It's amazing. This is our real Chinese Kung Fu.”
”The last dozen punches are so handsome and powerful.”
Ye Yongren walked to the stage and said with a smile, ”Eliot, did you take it?”
Eliot didn't speak. He went forward to help the wooden stump up, but his face turned red and failed.
In the laughter of the crowd, Eliot gave a thumbs up to Yuan Liangping, who was preparing to step down. He gasped and said, ”Wing Chun Quan is really great, but can you help it up?”
”Of course.”
Yuan Liangping agreed. He took the wooden man pile's arm with his right hand, stepped on the suction cup with his right foot, and then pulled it to his chest. He easily lifted the wooden man pile.
There was another round of applause.
Ye Yongren said, ”Eliot, have you taken it now?”
AI Lue nodded and said, ”I admire Mr. Yuan's Yongchun Kung Fu very much, but I don't admire your team. Because we also have masters here. Audience friends, please extend your hands and welcome master Zhan Jinglong, the master of Xingyi boxing in our team
A middle-aged man with a height of 1.75 meters and a strong back stepped onto the stage in the applause of the crowd. Without saying a word, he made a heavy blow to the wooden man pile. The whole stage seemed to be shaken by his powerful recoil force, and his fist strength was even more explosive. It was like thunder in dry land, which scared everyone.
Wooden stump by a strong force, like willow catkins in the wind as unstoppable there.
The audience was stunned and surprised for five seconds before thunderous applause and screams broke out.
Zhan Jinglong's accident happened suddenly, without any sign, but the effect was extraordinary amazing.
After the first punch, Zhan Jinglong yelled: ”it's just the cannon fist of Xingyi five element boxing, and the next is chop boxing.”
As soon as the voice fell, ZHANJING dragon's body swayed and came to the wooden man pile. With a step, the whole man seemed to be five centimeters high. His right palm turned into a knife, and suddenly he fell down. It hit the neck of the wooden man pile. The crack of its voice was frightening, and the wooden man pile shook again.
Then, Zhan Jinglong performed horizontal fist, collapsing fist and drilling fist one after another. Finally, the chest of the wooden dummy pile was cracked.
When the camera gave a close-up of the Muppet, applause swept through the studio.
”Now I know why everyone says that Chinese Kung Fu is the best in the world. What I saw before was all fake tricks. This is the real kung fu.”