Chapter 6: Wing Chun Eight Knifes

"Master, is it okay for senior brother to go there alone?" Huang Liang shouted while hitting the wooden man stake.

"Xiaoqing, that child, you are not as impulsive as you do. Leave it to Xiaoqing. I believe he will handle it." Ye Wen smiled, took a sip of tea, but a trace of worry flashed in his eyes.

"Master, Master, can I go over and take a look?" Huang Liang said.

"If you practice boxing a hundred times, you have not finished it once, and you start thinking about being lazy? If you have half the hard work of your senior brother, you should have entered the Ming Dynasty." Ip Man cursed with a smile.

"Aliang, you have to remember that our Chinese martial arts emphasizes benevolence and the importance is Zhongzheng. If you are brave and fierce, then you are not a warrior, but a gangster. Do you know?" Ip Man-Yu patted Huang Liang's shoulder earnestly and said in a deep voice.

"You should learn more about your senior brother, change your impatient attitude, be smart and intelligent, do things calmly, and have a steady temperament. It is beneficial for practicing martial arts."

"I understand, Master!" Although Huang Liang was impulsive and impatient, he was not a fool, and could feel Ip Man's concern for him.

"Let's go and see how Xiaoqing deals with this matter. Learn more." Seeing this, Ip Man immediately smiled and patted Huang Liang's shoulders, and walked slowly towards the fish market.

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Before Lin Qing could reach the fish market, a scent of fish that hit her face quickly penetrated into her nose. Lin Qing frowned slightly, and she was really uncomfortable with this smell.

"Who is the chief here? Let the detained disciple be released." Lin Qing walked into Li Hongji Fish House, looked around and said loudly.

"Go and let them out." Brother Ji winked, and suddenly several people walked out and pulled out the disciples soaked in the water.

Seeing this, a trace of anger flashed in Lin Qing's eyes, but he hid it very well. After all, he lived forty years in two lives, and he could already show his emotions without showing his emotions.

"Have you brought the money?"

"Of course I brought it, how much do you want?" Lin Qing asked.

"One person costs ten yuan, let you go." Aki said.

Lin Qing took out five ten pieces, put them on the table beside him, and said expressionlessly: "This is fifty, you can let them go."

"Hey! I haven't finished speaking yet. The first person is ten yuan, the second person is twenty, the third person is thirty, and so on." Aki and the other two looked at each other and said with a smile.

"Senior brother, don't give it to him, he dare not do anything to us."

"Senior Brother, don't listen to him. At worst, you can fight with them."

"Stop it, money is something outside of your body, you can have nothing to do." Lin Qing shouted coldly, and pulled out ten ten yuan bills and pressed them on the table, asking coldly: "You can let them go."

"Get out! Boy!" Aki picked up fifteen ten-dollar bills, patted Lin Qing's cheek contemptuously, and mocked.

"You go first..." A hint of anger appeared in Lin Qing's eyes. He originally wanted to resolve the problem peacefully... but there were always people who were trying to die...

"Yes, senior brother." The five people hurriedly left the fish market.

"Since they are leaving, we can reason. I study to be calm and silly, and learn boxing to make the idiots reason with me calmly, but why are there always mentally retarded people not understanding?" Lin Qing swung his fist and directly hit Aji's face. There was a crisp "click" sound, blood splattering everywhere, and the bridge of his nose was obviously broken.

"Damn it! Those who dare to hit us will come together!" the other two shouted angrily.

Lin Qing sneered, looking at the people around him, without any worries. Wing Chun is a close-fitting boxing technique, which is best at close combat. The smaller the space, the closer the distance, the more powerful it is.

Wing Chun has the strongest defense. If you cannot break Wing Chun's defense, Wing Chun will be invincible.

Obviously, these people cannot break his defense at all. Relatively speaking, he is invincible at this moment!

"superior!"

A big man hit Lin Qing with a punch. Lin Qing directly hit the back of his left hand and the inner test of the big man's arm, and his right punch hit the big man's chest. The big man was directly knocked back and knocked the two people behind him to the ground.

Lin Qing slapped a man's chest with a palm, pushed him suddenly, and pushed him out directly, smashing him into the basin.

He grabbed the collar of a person beside him and threw him out directly, smashing the three of them again. Hearing the movement, more and more people gathered in the fish market.

However, the space is limited, and there are only about eleven or two people who can face Lin Qing.

Most of these people don’t have the time to do it, and they can also make some crops. Lin Qing can still beat ten.

"I have a big idea, everyone searched the guy!" One of them pulled out a machete and rushed towards Lin Qing.

Outside the fish market, some people pulled out machetes, some people picked up sticks, and kept rushing towards it.

Lin Qing's expression remained unchanged. Ip Man happened to teach him the martial arts of Wing Chun, Wing Chun's eight-slashing sword and six-thirty-three stick.

The Eight-Slaying Knife is a unique sword technique in Wing Chun Fist. The name "Eight-Slaying Knife" does not refer to the name of the knife itself, but to the general name of this set of sword techniques.

The eight-slashing knife is shorter than the butterfly double knife, with a narrower surface and a sharp edge; it is sharp and straight, with a thicker blade and a thicker back half of the blade; it is convenient for pillow blocking.

However, the wide and long swords in these people's hands can be used.

A man dodged the machete that was slashed by a man, held his arm with one hand, and grabbed the knife in his hand with one palm.

In another world, it is normal for warriors to die, but this world is different. There are laws and rules. Before he breaks the power of this rule, it is better to abide by the rules.

He held the machete back and used the back of the knife to face the enemy. Lin Qing hit a man's wrist with one knife, and the machete he held in his hand fell down weakly.

Lin Qing raised his toes and picked up the machete and held it in his hand. The eight-slashing swords were two swords, and one sword could not exert all its power.

The two swords flew, and one person after another was shot out. Lin Qing walked out of the fish market like a leisurely walk in the garden.

Looking at the fishermen surrounding him, Lin Qing whispered: "Do you still want to come? I won't need a knife next time."

On one side of everyone's expression, if they had not used the back of the knife since the beginning, they would probably have no one to stand up now.

"What are you doing around here?" A loud voice came, and Lin Qing threw the machete in his hand out.

A fat man in a black jacket walked over, with at least two hundred people following him. The fat man looked rosy and obese, but he didn't look clumsy at all. Although his temples were gray, his eyes were full of energy, and his body naturally exuded a powerful aura without anger.

"Master, this person is here to make trouble." One person walked out and said softly.

(End of this chapter)
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