Dad, You Rest, It's My Turn to Scold Li Shimin Today

The seventh year of the Zhenguan era. With a thunderous bang, I transmigrated and became Wei Shuyu.

As the beloved son of Wei Zheng, shouldn't I be helping my father solve his problems?

Chapter 36 Free Fighting, Wing Chun One-inch Punch

Chapter 36 Free Fighting, Wing Chun One-inch Punch

"Is this really Wei the troll's son?"

At the back of the crowd, Cheng Yaojin stared wide-eyed.

His residence was not far from Qin Qiong's residence. After hearing that Wei Shuyu had caused trouble with his men, he rushed over to join in the fun.

However, upon hearing that it was about the matter of the legitimate son, he decisively chose not to show himself.

These are family matters that outsiders shouldn't interfere with.

"He's very strong; no one in the younger generation can rival him!"

Beside him, a man with a face as black as charcoal watched the battle and couldn't help but comment.

"Jingde, do you think this kid will win?" Cheng Yaojin asked.

Yuchi Gong, courtesy name Jingde.

Upon hearing Cheng Yaojin's question, Yuchi Gong smiled and said, "If this is all the skill Wei boy has, he's still far from good enough."

"Oh? You don't think much of him?"

"Do you really think he's a good match?"

The two of them burst into laughter.

Their positions as dukes were earned through countless battles and bloodshed.

When they were fighting fiercely on the battlefield, the bloody and mangled scenes were something these younger generations could never imagine.

Wei Shuyu was nothing more than Qin Qiong playing with him.

Because from beginning to end, Qin Qiong did not take the initiative to attack!

That overhead throw, resembling an arched bridge, is also a defensive move.

"What? You can't do it anymore?"

Seeing Wei Shuyu withdraw from the attack, Qin Qiong couldn't help but scoff.

call……

Wei Shuyu let out a long sigh.

The continuous attacks took a heavy toll on him.

His predecessor was a bookworm, and his physical abilities simply couldn't keep up with his pace.

"breathe……"

Wei Shuyu did not reply, but continued to regulate his breathing.

Since they were not as strong as Qin Qiong and could not break through Qin Qiong's defenses, they could only speed up their attack!

Wei Shuyu took off his cloth shoes.

They started dancing, tap tap tap...

Everyone watching was stunned by what they saw.

Is this a case of giving up because they can't break through the defenses?

"you……"

Just as Qin Qiong was about to speak, Wei Shuyu suddenly rushed over.

Qin Qiong immediately went on guard.

Because he discovered that Wei Shuyu was much faster.

Left hook.

Qin Qiong quickly blocked the attack.

But then, Wei Shuyu withdrew his hand even faster and threw a right hook.

Wow, so fast!

Qin Qiong's pupils suddenly contracted.

There was no time to defend; we could only take the hit head-on.

Qin Qiong felt a slight pain after being punched in the abdomen, but he didn't pay much attention to it.

He swung his fist in a sweeping motion, trying to force Wei Shuyu back.

However, Wei Shuyu ducked to avoid it, and then seized the opportunity to quickly throw two more punches.

It's still the abdomen, and in the same location.

Fight and then retreat!

Tap tap tap...

Having withdrawn from the battle, Wei Shuyu continued his 'dance'.

His lightning-fast attack left the onlookers completely stunned.

When did dancing become a way to fight?

"That Wei kid is something else. Knowing that Uncle Bao won't attack, he's starting to use his footwork to confuse Uncle Bao."

"Indeed, it's good. Knowing that you can't break through the defense, you attack the same spot with all your might. If you keep doing that, even a bull won't be able to withstand the back-and-forth attacks."

In the distance, Yuchi Gong and Cheng Yaojin stroked their beards and commented on the scene.

Free fighting.

Wei Shuyu also saw through Qin Qiong's arrogance and decided not to attack, so he decisively chose free fighting techniques.

"However, can he keep making no mistakes?"

This offensive method is indeed good, but its weakness is also extremely obvious... its lower body is unstable!

With Qin Qiong's strength, if he were to seize an opportunity, he could easily knock Wei Shuyu to the ground with a single move.

"interesting."

Qin Qiong touched his abdomen.

He felt the pain after being punched three times in a row.

"I just don't know if you can keep doing it?"

Swish...

Wei Shuyu launched another attack.

Their tactics were constantly changing, and they launched numerous feints.

But the objective was clear: to strike Qin Qiong in the abdomen.

With these precautions in place, how could Qin Qiong possibly let Wei Shuyu succeed again?

Qin Qiong would defend against Wei Shuyu's other attacks if he could, but it didn't matter if he couldn't.

Because Wei Shuyu's physical strength has greatly decreased, his attack power has also decreased significantly.

And what about Qin Qiong?

They stood and defended the whole time; you could say they were just warming up.

Bang.

Finally seizing the opportunity, Wei Shuyu threw a punch.

Unexpectedly, Qin Qiong shifted his body to the side and unleashed a move that greatly surprised Wei Shuyu...

Stick close to the mountain!

Qin Qiong put his newfound knowledge to use; with his strength, he could probably knock down a wall.

Wei Shuyu dared not be careless and quickly rolled away to avoid it.

His disheveled appearance caused everyone in the room to burst into laughter.

"Haha, it's no good now."

"After all, he's still young, and he's far from being able to face General Qin."

"General Qin's move is much more powerful."

Hearing bursts of mocking voices, Wei Shuyu seemed not to hear them.

Hehe stood up again, panting heavily.

"Exhausted?"

Qin Qiong straightened up, revealing a mocking look in his eyes.

He acknowledged that Wei Shuyu was very strong, but that was all.

He was still a child in his eyes.

"It's still early!"

Wei Shuyu uttered two words and then started jumping again.

"Still stubborn."

Qin Qiong joked and struck a pose again: "Come on, I guess this is the last time you can attack."

When the children wanted to play, he would play with Wei Shuyu.

Not only because he admired Wei Shuyu, but also because Wei Shuyu's endless stream of moves intrigued him.

It's like a mountain leaning on a rock; an eleven-year-old child could knock him flying, which is simply astonishing.

Tap tap tap...

It's still free fighting.

The onlookers shook their heads in slight disappointment.

In their eyes, Wei Shuyu had run out of ideas.

Dodge, punch, combo...

Wei Shuyu concentrated intently, panting heavily. Sweat seeped from his forehead, and before it could even slide down to his chin, it flew up as he dodged.

"Wei is done for..."

"To be able to fight like this with Uncle Bao at such a young age is already something to be proud of."

"His moves are sharp and his combat experience is rich. I wonder how he trained?"

"Why don't we just ask Xuancheng?"

Cheng Yaojin and Yuchi Gong began chatting.

In their eyes, Wei Shuyu also had no chance of turning the tide.

"You're panting like that, and you still won't admit defeat?"

After blocking Wei Shuyu's attack once again, Qin Qiong couldn't help but speak up.

"I haven't lost yet!"

Wei Shuyu responded with a pant, and then charged forward again.

"Fine, since that's how it is..."

Qin Qiong shook his head, intending to end the battle.

He deliberately revealed a flaw, and Wei Shuyu took the bait.

Seeing Wei Shuyu attack his abdomen again, Qin Qiong suddenly reached out and grabbed the other man's collar.

Once he catches him, no matter how capable Wei Shuyu is, he won't be able to escape!

But just then, something unexpected happened...

Now!

Wei Shuyu took a gliding step and suddenly disappeared!

So fast that even Qin Qiong couldn't catch a glimpse of it.

What?

Qin Qiong was terrified!

Wei Shuyu flashed behind Qin Qiong and suddenly stopped.

His feet were positioned with the left foot forward and the right foot back, his body slightly tilted back, and his hands placed near his ears, assuming a stance ready to strike.

As Qin Qiong turned around, Wei Shuyu suddenly clenched his fist and swung it out.

His powerful words resounded throughout the entire venue...

"Wing Chun, One-inch Punch!"

Bang.

Qin Qiong felt a sharp, intense pain in his lower back.

I couldn't help but lean forward, and remained bent over for a long time, unable to straighten up!

(Qin Qiong fell seriously ill after the Xuanwu Gate Incident and stopped attending court for more than ten years. He was not as strong in the later period.)