Chapter 1816 - 1740: Wu Family Tai Chi Fist (Part 2)

Capítulo 1816: Chapter 1740: Wu Family Tai Chi Fist (Part 2)

Wu Yunfei’s face didn’t look so good.

The people nearby also noticed something was off. Although Wu Yunfei’s moves were ingenious, Song Xiaodong dismantled them with calm composure. Not only did he break the moves, but he also used Wu Yunfei to help adjust his own stance. In terms of methods, reactions, and mentality, he was no less than Wu Yunfei.

“Old Master Wu’s two moves were broken by this kid!”

“Old Master Wu’s moves are clever, but this kid reacts even faster!”

“If even Old Master Wu can’t do it, we better not go up and make fools of ourselves.”

The people nearby started discussing.

“Older Brother Wu, hit him, vent my anger!” Brother Lei was watching the fight with his heart thumping. Forget about Song Xiaodong, even the two moves from Old Master Wu, he definitely wouldn’t be able to handle them.

“Uncle Wu, beat him, go for it!” Yang Chunlai cheered on the side.

Hearing Yang Chunlai’s voice, Song Xiaodong glanced at Yang Chunlai, who arrogantly glared back at Song Xiaodong.

Song Xiaodong had a disdainful smile at the corner of his mouth.

“Mr. Song!” Wang Xinyi couldn’t help but cheer for Song Xiaodong.

Wang Xinyi knew nothing about fighting but had immense admiration for martial arts experts like Song Xiaodong.

“Mr. Song, have you also practiced Tai Chi?” Wu Yunfei suddenly asked.

“The old master’s insight is keen; I studied for a few years,” Song Xiaodong said.

Chapter 1741 The Same Sect

Song Xiaodong didn’t mention that he had studied Bajiquan, Tai Chi, Shaolin, Xing Yi, Bagua, Pi Gua, and the Three Sovereigns Cannon Hammer.

However, Wu Yunfei was indeed formidable. Song Xiaodong hadn’t actually used Tai Chi moves, he just applied some Tai Chi combat concepts of dismantling and using force against force, and Wu Yunfei saw through it.

“May I know where your master is from?” Wu Yunfei asked again.

“My master doesn’t allow me to say,” Song Xiaodong truthfully replied. His combat skills were taught by a martial arts expert who was kept hidden by the military, a person with a mysterious and classified identity that couldn’t be disclosed.

“From your technique, it’s the most authentic Chenjiagou Tai Chi, a disciple of a famous teacher. I am impressed.” Having said that, Wu Yunfei stopped fighting and walked back into the crowd.

“Hey? Why did he step down after just two moves?”

“Old Master Wu wasn’t at a disadvantage, why did he stop fighting?”

Brother Lei, seeing the situation, was also stunned and went up to Wu Yunfei asking, “Older Brother Wu, what happened, why did you stop fighting? This kid isn’t your opponent!”

Wu Yunfei, in his sixties and not bothered by Brother Lei’s words, replied, “Fists fear the young and strong. I am old, I can’t do it anymore.”

“Uncle Wu, what are you saying, you’re in great shape, you should beat that kid until he’s picking up his teeth from the ground,” Yang Chunlai also encouraged from the side.

“Stop talking, you brat, you’ve provoked a master, and you’re still acting so cocky in front of one!” Wu Yunfei scolded Yang Chunlai angrily.

“What master, he just knows a bit of Kung Fu. Is that being so arrogant? You’ve seen how arrogant he is!” Yang Chunlai glanced at Brother Lei.

“Yeah, he hit us and acted like he didn’t even see us, so rampant, I, Brother Lei, can’t swallow this!” Brother Lei chimed in.

“No more talking, I am not Mr. Song’s opponent. If any of you are not convinced, go up and have a match yourself, I am tired.” Wu Yunfei showed displeasure.

“I am not convinced.”

A voice, weak and lackluster, came from the crowd.

Everyone turned their heads and saw a stout man in his forties with a flat-top haircut, wearing a black Tang suit, his waist as thick as a cement pillar. However, his face was sallow, as if suffering from some serious illness, and his voice was very small and weak.

Yet everyone suddenly quieted down, some looking at him with fear.

This person’s name was Sun Haichang, a practitioner of Bajiquan for thirty years. Among the people Brother Lei knew, he had the highest martial power and struck the hardest.

Bajiquan is renowned in the martial world; back in the day, Wang Jingwei, Chiang Kai-shek, and the Great Ancestor’s bodyguards were all disciples of Bajiquan.

Bajiquan is a close-quarters, short-strike boxing method—fierce, explosive, unadorned, capable of delivering massive impact head-on or with a single stomp causing the Nine Provinces to tremble.

Bajiquan is very fierce, and its training is harsh. Many Bajiquan practitioners need to practice another Qi Cultivation Technique or boxing method to restore their bodies; otherwise, as martial power deepens, they will suffer countless injuries and illnesses.

Many martial artists have injuries and illnesses. The famous Huo Yuanjia, reputed for great strength, called Hercules Huo, actually suffered from asthma; when it flared, his complexion was sallow, appearing sickly, though in reality, his martial power was profound, earning him the name “Yellow-faced Tiger”.

Now, Sun Haichang, with a waist as thick as a pillar and hands like bricks, clearly bore the results of rigorous practice, his complexion yellowish, breath wheezy, yet eyes sharp like lightning, quick on his feet, not to be underestimated.

Sun Haichang didn’t make a show like Wu Yunfei, he simply walked up, carrying himself upright and exuding dominance, short in stature, making his limbs and waist appear even thicker, his proportions somewhat uncoordinated.

“Mr. Song!” Wang Xinyi was a bit nervous again.

Sun Haichang, though physically robust, spoke weakly, saying, “Sun Haichang of Bajiquan, please enlighten me.”

It seemed like just walking those two steps had tired him out.

Song Xiaodong also respectfully returned the gesture.

Even if all these people came at once, Song Xiaodong wouldn’t be afraid, but since they didn’t, still adhering to the martial arts rules, Song Xiaodong decided to show respect, conveniently buying time to wait for Yang Yushi to return.

“Ha!” Sun Haichang let out a loud shout, scaring Wang Xinyi to retreat, as Sun Dechang launched a direct palm strike towards Song Xiaodong’s face.

Bajiquan, unlike other martial styles, specializes in attacking lethal points, gouging eyes, kicking lower legs, using joint techniques without reservation, aiming to quickly subdue the enemy in one or two moves. This aligns with the close-bodyguard requirements for martial arts, hence why important figures favored Bajiquan practitioners as bodyguards.