Forty-fourth Palm Competition



"Sister, I want to ask my second cousin for some advice to see if there are any areas where I need to improve."

"Then go ahead. My second cousin is standing at the door of the warehouse. Can you go and ask him?"

"Sister, please go with me! Sister, sister, you are the best." Qingya pulled Xuemei's arm and rubbed her head on Xuemei's shoulder.

"What are you going to do, Qingya?" Sitong asked curiously.

"Stop it, it's too hot. Let's go, let's go now. She wants to fight with her second cousin."

When Sitong heard this, she followed curiously.

The three of them stood in front of the warehouse for a while without saying a word, until Liu's father noticed them.

"Xuemei, what are you three doing here?" Father Liu looked at the three little girls suspiciously. Normally, none of them had any interest in carpentry. Seeing Qingya's eyes darting around, he knew the little girl must be up to something again.

Qingya saw Father Liu looking at her and nudged Xuemei. Xuemei looked at the expression on the father and daughter's face. She sighed and walked over to Wang Zhiqian. She asked:

"Second cousin, are you free now?"

"Xuemei, what's wrong?"

"Qingya wants to fight with you and ask you to teach her some lessons to see where she needs improvement."

"Huh? Uncle, what is this?" Wang Zhiqian looked at Liu's father in confusion.

"Zhiqian, I mean to fight you. Qingya is stronger than other kids her age and has learned boxing from me for several years. She often brings her two younger brothers to fight with the kids in the village. Now that no one in our village wants to fight her, she's itching to fight. You two should find a flat place in the yard to practice. You teach her a lesson and train her. Let's see if this little girl can still be so arrogant."

"Qingya, I'll give you one hand, you make the first move!" Wang Zhiqian put his left hand upside down behind his back.

Qing Ya took advantage of Wang Zhiqian's inattention and punched him. Wang Zhiqian reacted immediately and blocked it with his hand. Qing Ya immediately punched him again. Wang Zhiqian did not expect Qing Ya to be so strong and staggered a few steps backward.

My eldest cousin no longer does carpentry work, and my second aunt and the others have also come out, and everyone is watching in the yard.

Wang Zhiqian immediately took things seriously, and the two exchanged blows, their fists and feet the only sounds. In contrast, Qingya's moves had a certain air of the underworld, perhaps due to frequent fights. Her moves were fast, accurate, and ruthless, emphasizing agility and surprise. Wang Zhiqian, using only one hand, focused more on defense and dodging, observing Qingya's moves and potential weaknesses. Eventually, Wang Zhiqian noticed Qingya's lower body was unstable, so he deliberately stepped back, tempting her to punch him. Then, with a kick to her calf, she fell to the grass.

Wang Zhiqian helped Qingya up, took the grass off her head, and touched her head. He said:

"Little girl, it's not bad, isn't it? It's just that your lower body isn't very stable. You should do more horse stance squats in the future. Come, I'll teach you how to stabilize your lower body..."

"You don't need to teach me, your uncle knows it too, and he knows a lot more. Qingya, come to your uncle's place, little girl, you are really good at fighting. Just like your father, go home and practice hard, and then come to your uncle's place to be a female soldier."

Wang Weiguo and the others had already discussed it and came over from their grandparents' house together.

"Okay, uncle, you must remember to take me in when the time comes!"

"As long as you train hard, your uncle will definitely take you in. Now he's been transferred to our province. If there's nothing else to do in the army, you can come back once a year."

The day before Wang Weiguo returned home from Heilongjiang Province, he received an assignment to return to Nanhu Province and serve as the commander of a regiment in the 126th Brigade in the liberated area. So the family took all their belongings back with them, and those that could not be taken back were mailed back, and they arrived in seven or eight days.

"Alright, big brother. Stop praising her. She's going to be so proud of herself. I haven't had a proper fight in a long time. Zhiqian, let's have a sparring match. Do you want to take a break first?"

Zhiqian shook his head, and the crowd dispersed to give them a place to compete.

Both Liu's father and Wang Zhiqian showed their real kung fu, and they tried their best in every punch and kick. Every time they fought, it was like a collision of metal, with sparks flying.

The audience held their breath, raptly watching the match. The air was thick with tension, and heartbeats raced. The two men fought like dragons and tigers. For just a few dozen rounds, each unleashed their signature skills, leaving the other helpless to fight back, blending strength, speed, and technique—everything combined.

Finally, Liu's father used his great strength to punch Wang Zhiqian, and Wang Zhiqian kicked Liu's father's foot. Both of them were exhausted and had no time to defend themselves. They fell backwards and fell to the grass at the same time.

Clap, clap, clap... Wang Weiguo was the first to applaud, and then the others came out of this exciting competition and started clapping.

Wang Weiguo walked over and helped Liu's father up, patting him on the shoulder. "Brother-in-law, not bad! You've maintained yourself well after all these years."

"No, it's up to Zhiqian and Zhiwen's generation to succeed in the future."

After saying this, Father Liu helped Zhiqian up and said, "Good boy, good job, keep working hard, you have a bright future."

"Zhiqian, you still need to strengthen your physical training. Your uncle has been retired for seventeen or eighteen years. If you hadn't kicked your uncle's injured foot this time, you would definitely have lost."

"Brother, you can't say that. I also took advantage this time. Zhiqian had a match with Qingya before, and I have the strength inherited from my ancestors. Otherwise, I would have lost."

"Uncle, I just kicked your foot. Are you hurt?" Wang Zhiqian asked worriedly.

"Zhiqian, it's okay. You used some skillful force, you weren't hurt."

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