Chapter 15 What is the old dragon? Ask yourself for my own words

Author: Burn your dreams

Chapter 15 What is the old dragon? Ask yourself for my own words

Gu Heng's move of a high-sweep kick with a single foot on the ground is too big from the perspective of an ordinary warrior. His movements are too big and his posture is too high, which is simply a flaw.

But he only used two words to make up for all these shortcomings.

It's so fast!

As heavy as a meteorite!

Before this leg accelerated to its limit, it was like a cold, dark and deep arc light. The loose martial arts pants were close to the thighs, the tendons were wrapped in bones, and the flesh was wrapped. The force was sharp and strong, which was even better than the heavy hammer of the axe blade.

With the speed of Ge Shugen's forward rushing, he almost managed to take this blow!

When it was impossible to get out of touch, Ge Shugen's left foot, which was about to fall, suddenly pulled back, as if the soles of his feet were slipping, and he moved to the ground behind him. At the same time, his right foot soared forward. With the help of the gravity of falling when the center of gravity was unbalanced, his body shot like a powerful arrow, and he almost avoided this attack.

"Good body technique!"

Gu Heng kicked his right leg and stepped heavily on the ground. Using this leg as a fulcrum, he twisted his waist and pulled his back. His tough and thick back muscles raised like mountains, and his fists whistled out.

His arms were twisted with iron wire-like tendons, his fist skills were pure, his strength was domineering and tough, and a raging storm was rolled up within a few feet.

Faced with such a fierce attack, Ge Shugen stepped on the dragon-shaped step, his body was erratic, like a faint lonely ghost, moving around in a small area.

After dozens of punches, Gu Heng's upper body shook slightly, and the fist momentum suddenly stopped.

He looked weird.

Ge Shugen stopped, patted his clothes, and smiled sly.

"I said, one code is the same. This is my thank you."

Gu Heng clasped his fists and said in a deep voice to Ge Shugen:

"This gift is too heavy."

In the trial just now, Ge Shugen completely showed the essence of his dragon-shaped change without reservation. The path of exercising strength was simply revealed.

Since ancient times, the disciples of the Wuxing have been saying that the disciples of the closed school have obtained the true teachings and have to hang curtains to cover them when practicing, so even their families cannot see them.

This shows how serious the martial artists treat boxing inheritance.

Therefore, martial arts is also called the Guzixing. Even in modern times, the principle of "not passing on the law lightly" still applies.

Such a traditional warrior like Gu Heng, who is square in character, naturally knows how profound this kind of passion is to pass on his skills.

Looking at Gu Heng's expression, Ge Shugen sighed and his tone was bleak.

"It is also my wish to pass on this boxing technique, and there is also..."

Before he finished speaking, Gu Heng understood what Ge Shugen meant. He nodded and said seriously:

"I will help Ge Li."

Ge Shugen smiled.

Since he appeared, the big leader of Tongdetang seems to be laughing.

But only this time the smile made Gu Heng feel a sense of "truth".

The round face with delicate pores and white skin, two narrow and long nasolabial folds were squeezed out. He smiled lightly, lightly, and lightly.

He smiled and answered.

"Then please."

Gu Heng felt something was wrong, because he heard a little ominous meaning of entrusting one's own way from Ge Shugen's words.

Indeed, with their size, even if they are just against a tentacle of the Yuhua Group, they have to make the worst plans.

Ge Shugen smiled bitterly:

"I have been studying for Mr. Qian for so many years, but I still haven't learned to be good, so Brother Gu laughed."

Gu Heng couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, a little surprised.

"Who is Laolongtang?"

The old dragon Qian Chengang, one of the leaders of Jingchuan Island, and the successor of the title of "Dragon Head", is a true legend.

Over the years, although Jingchuan Island has been claimed to be jointly governed by the five major leaders, Zhaoyaoshan and Zunshengneng Temple belong to Taoism and almost no territorial competition. The coalition government declined, and the real occupation of Jingchuan Island was Laolongtang and Changjing Group.

Laolongtang occupies the west side of the island, covers nearly 60% of the port business, and invests in and builds almost the entire western city.

Yang Cheng is also one of them.

"Old Dragon" Qian Chengang only relies on a pair of iron fists to conquer the world, never pretending to be external objects, and he is most disgusted with guns and cannons in his life.

Under his influence, except for the Urban Defense Bureau, which belongs to the coalition government, firearms were banned throughout the West Island of Jingchuan.

Even a warrior like Gu Heng, who has almost no contact with external information and is dedicated to practicing boxing, has heard of his famous reputation!

Ge Shugen looked at his palm and said with emotion:

"Mr. Qian and I have only met once. He is a big shot and a poor man who sleeps on the sky bridge. But in my heart, I treat him as a friend."

Noting Gu Heng's eyes, Ge Shugen laughed:

"What, want to hear the story?"

Gu Heng said calmly:

"There are probably not many people on the entire Jingchuan Island who are not interested in Laolong."

"Then I'll talk about it."

Ge Shugen's eyebrows and eyes were flying, as if he was back in his youth.

When he was young, he was also afraid of heaven and earth. He left home at the age of twelve or thirteen and came to Tiandu, the core city of Jingchuan Island.

He had no money to study in a martial arts school, so he wanted to try his luck here to see if he could find a wise teacher to learn kung fu.

The roots of the genus tree are not very good. In the world where heroes gather in Tiandu, the world is mediocre, and naturally they cannot be favored by martial arts.

But he was stubborn and even if the conditions were difficult, he had to grit his teeth and stagger forward among the thorns everywhere.

During the day, he went to Tiandu's martial arts university to see the students practicing martial arts in the playground, and at night he went to the dock to help people unload goods and earn some meager salary.

Ge Shugen knew that he actually had a very poor understanding.

He tried every means, but he could only imitate the same form and could not capture the true divine will, nor did he have the ingenious spirituality of those geniuses.

But Ge Shugen still insisted on dismantling it with cocoons and stripping it down, and finally gaining even a little harvest was enough to make him happy.

But the longer I stayed in the sky, the more I felt depressed.

In Yangcheng, there are blue and distant skyscrapers everywhere. In Tiandu, there is only a narrow sky mark left among the sky buildings, with electric wires intertwined, and the only remaining sky is broken.

When Ge Shugen raised his head, he felt his chest blocked and he couldn't breathe. The bridge hole where he lived was narrow and wet. Even so, it was crowded every night, leaving him with only enough place to hold his legs and curl up.

Familiar faces are constantly replaced by raw faces, and there will always be endless fresh blood injected into this city.

Some people can't stay or leave, while more people stay here forever, nourishing this colorful prosperity with their flesh and blood.

In this city, everything can be traded, whether it is boxing, body parts, or life, it is just consumer goods in the eyes of rich people, and it has no meaning except for the string of price tags.

Even the air was filled with a madness.

The traditional values ​​of warriors seem to be torn apart by this crazy aura. Can you really learn pure boxing here?

Ge Shugen didn't know, but he really wanted to vomit.

When he thought of the expensive body-refining medicinal materials and secret boxing tutorials, and looking at his rough martial arts, he could almost hear the sound of his dreams breaking.

In the midst of hard struggle, he met someone.

This person changed the life of Ge Shugen.

That day, Ge Shugen unloaded goods at the dock, and his brother accidentally provoked the "dockfighter" people.

After a disagreement, the two sides immediately fought.

Although Ge Shugen is not good at boxing, he is a loyal hero. Seeing that his brother was injured, he directly acted desperately. In the melee, he relied on his bravery and blood to defeat two "hupu" who were proficient in boxing.

Just when Ge Shugen was knocked to the ground and his eyes were blurred as if they were covered with black cloth, a majestic figure occupied all his sight.

In a daze, he felt something on himself and judging from the touch, Ge Shugen judged that it should be a book.

A voice rang in Ge Shugen's ears.

At that time, he could not describe what kind of voice it was.

There is only one feeling in the roots of the kari tree.

When this man spoke, the world was silent.

"Stand up, I'll give you this book."

Ge Shugen reluctantly raised his head and struggled to hold up his eyelids.

He saw that person.
To be continued...