Chop!
Burst!
Drill!
Cannon!
Horizontal!
If the Three-Body Form is the seed, the origin of Xingyi; then the Five Elements Fist is the stem, the foundation boxing of Xingyi Fist, everything thereafter, techniques, combat methods, even the Twelve Forms, cannot do without these five routines.
Chop like a knife, thick and powerful.
Fang Zheng's body shook, his upper arm swung forward, and he suddenly chopped down with one hand, the fabric of his clothes cracking in the gale, his momentum fierce and vigorous.
Burst like a tiger, the mother of punches.
Body lunging forward, like an arrow piercing through objects, punch forceful, when unleashed it is as mighty as a mountain collapse, stepping, twisting, or half-stepping can all burst.
Drill like water, penetrates every crevice.
...
In the courtyard, Fang Zheng's body flickered, his steps constantly changing, the Five Elements Fist executed in a series, the final punch crashing onto a wooden plank.
"Bang!"
The plank shattered.
A solid wooden plank two fingers thick was actually no match for a single strike.
"Phew..."
Gently exhaling a murky breath, Fang Zheng slowly completed his practice, his face showing delight.
"It's effective!"
In fact, as soon as he started with the Five Elements Fist, his heart skipped a beat, secretly marveling, the boxing and martial arts of modern society are not all merely showy.
Fang Zheng was not sure about other martial arts, but Xingyi Fist is definitely real combat martial arts.
Striking upwards at the throat, downwards at the groin, or otherwise targeting joints, side waist, each move ruthlessly aimed at the opponent's vital points, a single action could be lethal.
This is completely different from sparring in the ring.
Also cannot be used in the ring.
The wonder of Xingyi Fist is not limited to this, when facing someone stronger, there is twisting, wrapping, drilling, flipping to counter; when facing someone more agile there is chopping, horizontal striking, solid relying...
No matter what kind of opponent faced, there is a method to counter.
The development of the boxing reaching this point has undergone countless generations of research, it can by no means be achieved in a day and a night, and it certainly was not created merely to look good.
However, no matter how high the martial arts in modern society, a single gunshot can topple it, not to mention that showing off and fighting is inadvisable, one careless move and the rest of life could be spent in prison.
Plus, training is not easy, gradually it declined.
"That being said, whether martial arts is powerful still depends on one's own foundation."
Fang Zheng stretched his muscles and bones, his face thoughtful:
"The Foundation Establishment Method, Qi Blood Third Transformation of the otherworld, can directly strengthen an individual's physical fitness, the Qi Blood First Transformation being comparable to a top all-around professional athlete."
"Qi Blood Third Transformation, with strength like a fierce tiger, skin tough and coarse, even if Xingyi Fist was trained to a miraculous level, encountering such opponents is useless."
The martial artists of Guo Ziran's generation, physically weaker, several documented boxing masters were less than 1.7 meters tall, weighing only about 140 to 150 pounds, the strength can be imagined.
Without enough strength, talking more is useless.
"I'm different!"
Clenching his fist, Fang Zheng smiled calmly:
"With the Dharma Gate of the otherworld, coupled with the martial arts of modern society, given time, I will certainly become a martial arts master."
Of course,
He had no interest in the title of martial arts master, but after more than a month of contact, he already understood that the martial arts techniques of the two worlds are extremely similar.
All stress force manipulation, delivering faster injuries, or killing the target.
It's just that the physique difference of martial artists in the two worlds is too great, hence the apparent difference.
The combat techniques of the otherworld hold great sectarian views, it is not easy to learn true teachings, but in modern society, there is no such restriction, easily found online.
"Learning training methods here, learning combat techniques when returning, combining the strengths of both worlds could make me a genuine martial arts master!"
Briefly summarizing, Fang Zheng pushed open the door and walked out of the small courtyard.
Here, the harsh winter is about to end, already able to smell the sprouting scent of early spring buds, pedestrians on the street are also gradually dressing lighter.
Hmm?
Standing on the street, Fang Zheng raised his eyebrows.
People,
Why are there so few?
Moreover, the passersby are all hurried, with tense faces, could something have happened during the two days I didn't come around?
Although he had a path to the otherworld, Fang Zheng's life focus was still in modern society, in this place there were not many acquaintances, he had no means to inquire about news.
"Old Liu, still setting up stalls?"
"What else can I do? My whole family is waiting to eat and drink."
The voice from the roadside made him pause slightly, subconsciously turning his head to look.
The stall owner, with a beard turning white, in modern society people would guess he is seventy or eighty, but here he might only be thirty.
Selling self-woven shoes and hats, he was crouching in the corner sighing.
"Hold on for now, these days aren't normal." Someone beside him said:
"Most of the people who went out to suppress bandits haven't returned, even the owner of Pan She Martial Arts Hall was seriously injured, I heard that outside bandits from the Cyan Wolf Gang are gathering."
"If they storm the city..."
"Sigh!"
"Excuse me, gentlemen," Fang Zheng approached:
"Could you tell me more?"
Seeing the two turn to look at him, he squatted down, pointing to the items on the stall:
"I'll take these things!"
"You want them all?"
"All of them."
The stall owner was overjoyed, quickly packing the items, and said at the same time:
"Young gentleman hasn't heard, the Cyan Wolf Gang's people, to retaliate against the Imperial Court, led a crowd to break a county a few days ago, reportedly coming towards Gu'an."
"The news of that county being breached came yesterday, today no one dares to wander around."
"Oh!" Fang Zheng showed surprise:
"The Cyan Wolf Gang actually dares to attack a county?"
"Yes!" The stall owner shook his head repeatedly:
"I think they're crazy."
Whether crazy or not, Fang Zheng did not know, but being able to attack a county it's not unlikely they could conquer Gu'an, no wonder people in the city are so tense.
This world is still too dangerous, bandits not only can withstand the Imperial Court's suppression but even dare to retaliate.
Go back!
Fang Zheng's expression turned serious, paid for the goods, and took up the bundle, returning the way he came, first adding a few more door bolts behind the outer door.
Thinking again, he prepared all the items he had gathered during this time, deciding to hold out for twenty-four hours then return to the modern society.
Only come back after some time has passed.
Additionally.
Been busy with martial arts training during this time, later still need to make some friends, also prepare the porcelain business, cannot fight alone, otherwise not being aware of news is also a problem.
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Night.
9 p.m.
Fang Zheng looked at the clock hanging in the inner room, his eyes narrowing.
Gu'an County closes the city gates daily at 7 p.m., the town crier hits the night bell on time, urging the people to rest, 9 p.m. is the second watch.
Previously, they also beat the night bell at this time, ringing it several times.
Today,
Neither the evening bell nor the second watch sounds, the sound of the gong wasn't heard.
Something's off!
Fang Zheng pursed his lips, blew out the oil lamp before him, and went to the window to look outside.
Tonight is starless and moonless, utterly silent, apart from the rustling of insects at the corner of the courtyard, even the neighbor's noise is absent.
"Could it be so unlucky?"
...
Three Purities Temple.
Zhang Mingrui stood atop the magic altar in the backyard, frowning as he looked towards the West City Gate.
"Uncle Master."
The Daoist Child Ming Yue asked sweetly:
"Will the Cyan Wolf Gang really storm the city?"
"At this point, it's almost certain," Zhang Mingrui nodded, adding:
"Although the Cyan Wolf Gang's leader is strong, there are two in the city capable of dealing with him, it's rather that mage hidden in the shadows that is concerning."
"I'm just..."
"Merely a warlock, ah!"
Hearing this, Ming Yue's eyes involuntarily showed panic.
"There's no need to fear," Zhang Mingrui glanced at the Daoist Child, faintly smiling:
"Three Purities Temple has stood here for hundreds of years, as long as we are in this Daoist temple, not even the mage frightens me, and Master Wuyuan of Cien Temple should be arriving soon."
"Bang!"
Just as he finished speaking, a loud noise echoed from the direction of the city gate.
Simultaneously.
Inside Gu'an County, flames abruptly ignited in numerous places.
"Damn it!"
Zhang Mingrui's expression changed:
"Bandits have already infiltrated the city, and are now committing arson and murder, the city will certainly fall into chaos!"