Chapter 195 Qiongying Talks about Martial Arts
Since it was her own lady who asked the question, Qiongying naturally had nothing to hide.
"Miss, if you observe carefully, you should be able to see some clues. Our styles of action are different."
Song Tang and the others nodded when they heard this. It was indeed true. Chen Xiong's fierceness in hitting people was completely different from Qiongying's swiftness in attacking.
"Chen Xiong and I both practice ancient martial arts. I practice Wing Chun, while Chen Xiong practices Bajiquan. As for Feng Bo and Wei Wu's styles, most people can't understand them."
"Feng Bo, who looks the most casual, is actually practicing Tai Chi. Of course, his Tai Chi is different from the Tai Chi you usually see and hear."
Seeing that Song Tang and the other three were staring at her like curious babies without blinking, Qiongying could only continue to talk to them about some superficial things.
"Guwu Tai Chi is not the health-preserving posture that grandparents practice in the park. The real Guwu Tai Chi is very brutal."
"When it comes to fighting, it's just as good as Chen Xiong's Bajiquan."
"It's just that Feng Bo likes to play with weapons. Most of the time, you won't see him taking action, but he will just solve the problem with a stick in his hand."
"And what I said is, the only one who can teach Zhao Zihong is..."
"Wei Wu?" Song Tang followed up Qiongying's question and asked directly, "Is Wei Wu the same as Zhao Zihong?"
Seeing Qiongying smiling and nodding at her, Song Tang felt a little confused at this time.
"But……."
Before Song Tang could finish her doubts, Qiongying said to her, "Miss, are you wondering, after listening to me for so long, it seems that the three of us are all ancient martial arts practitioners, so how can Wei Wu, who practices modern fighting, be the leader of us?"
Seeing that Song Tang and the other three were nodding their heads in haste, Qiongying spoke again to clear up their confusion.
"First of all, Wei Wu is our old squad leader."
"Secondly, young lady, don't think that modern fighting techniques are necessarily inferior to ancient martial arts."
"The matches you usually watch on TV are all restricted by rules. The real life-and-death fights in private are all aimed at vital parts. Some joint techniques are even inhumane and are meant to take lives."
"In a fight, the strongest is always the person himself, and the method used is secondary."
"Strength can defeat skill, and the only martial arts that cannot be defeated is speed. These old sayings are true. Even if an ordinary person has practiced martial arts for ten years, he cannot withstand a punch from the King of Chu, Xiang Yu."
"Wei Wu is a freak himself. In his own words, he has been exposed to Sanda, boxing, jiu-jitsu and wrestling since he was a child, and even dabbled in some killer moves of ancient martial arts."
"Last time at the night market, you should have seen him take action. He knocked down a group of people with ease."
Song Tang and the others nodded. It was true. They all saw Wei Wu take action last time, but they always felt that it was a bit mediocre, and the limelight was stolen by Chen Xiong.
How could Qiongying not see what Song Tang and the others were thinking?
"Don't be careless. The truth is simple. People like Wei Wu are the most terrifying."
"Neither Feng Bo nor I can defeat Wei Wu, and Chen Xiong can only rely on his physical advantage to fight Wei Wu on equal terms in a short period of time. After a long time, he will be exhausted and will be no match for Wei Wu."
"Wei Wu doesn't have a set pattern of moves. He always goes straight to the vital points quickly, or counterattacks according to the opponent's moves."
"Strictly speaking, he is more like Bruce Lee's Jeet Kune Do, but it is different."
"That's why I said that if there is someone who can teach Zhao Zihong, that person must be Wei Wu."
Qiongying briefly explained some knowledge points to the four of them and also pointed out the key people.
After hearing what Qiongying said, Song Tang and the other three were still dumbfounded. My goodness, the last time they saw Chen Xiong beat Ding Sanxi, it was like seeing the human form of Tai Sui.
Today, I saw Qiongying taking action, and it was like a bolt of lightning coming out of nowhere, as if a female Rakshasa had descended to the earth.
I didn't expect to find out at the end that the most terrifying among these people was the seemingly ordinary Wei Wu?
Song Tang swallowed his saliva and asked Qiongying with some trepidation: "Then... will Wei Wu agree to teach Zhao Zihong?"
There was no way. The other three were a little scared at this moment, and only Song Tang, the eldest daughter, dared to speak.
Although Qiongying couldn't bear to disappoint the young lady, she still shook her head.
"I don't know about that. If Zhao Zihong is still a child at this time, and has a good aptitude and understanding, with you mediating, Wei Wu may even accept Zhao Zihong as his apprentice."
"But..." Qiong Ying paused, then continued, "It's too late."
"At Zhao Zihong's age, she has lost her flexibility. Wei Wu will most likely not agree to it because he thinks it's a waste of time."
After Qiongying said this, Zhao Zihong's eyes lost their spirit again. Her mood tonight was like a roller coaster, with constant ups and downs.
"Is there no other way?" Song Tang felt a little reluctant.
"Yes." Qiongying said.
"What method?" Song Tang almost shouted out in surprise.
"First, don't even think about becoming like us, because it's impossible."
"So, if Zhao Zihong just wants to strengthen his body, and if he can really train well and get on the ring and have a chance to win a medal, this level shouldn't be a problem."
"Secondly, you have to tell Wei Wu about this in person, Miss. He will definitely give you face. But don't tell him that I told you, otherwise he will come to compete with me again."
Qiongying smiled bitterly. She was just saying that. How could Wei Wu not guess that it was she who taught the young lady to go find him.
But let them compete when the time comes. For them, it is just a daily physical exercise. It's just that they can't win every time, which will somewhat undermine their confidence.
Seeing Zhao Zihong's excited expression again, Qiongying had to give her some precautions in advance.
"Don't be too happy too soon. Wei Wu may not agree. And even if he agrees for Miss's sake, he won't teach you personally. At most, he can give you some tips and techniques."
Zhao Zihong was very happy. This was fine. She had never thought of being as good as Qiongying and the others. Her dream was just to get on the stage and win a medal.
What Qiongying said actually hit the mark exactly what she wanted.
Then Zhao Zihong pulled up Song Tang's hands, softened his facial muscles as much as possible, and wanted to make a pitiful expression while staring at Song Tang.
She knew that Song Tang was kind-hearted and soft-hearted, and pretending to be pitiful and cute was the best weapon to deal with Song Tang.
But she didn't know how ridiculous the expression she made with her best effort was. For a moment, the whole path was filled with laughter, and even Qiongying was amused by Zhao Zihong, this funny guy.
Seeing that not only could he not succeed but it had the opposite effect, Zhao Zihong simply stopped pretending to be pitiful.
With a stern face, he said to Song Tang, who was laughing so hard that his stomach hurt, "Tell me, will you help me? If not, I will punish you when you return to the dormitory tonight. I will let you know the reputation of the Second Building God of War."
Song Tang, whose cheeks were sore from laughing, quickly begged for mercy: "Wait... wait a minute, oh my face is numb from laughing."
"I'll help you, I can help you, isn't it okay? Let me go first, I'll get my phone."
Only then did Zhao Zihong let go of Song Tang's hands with satisfaction.
Rubbing his sore face again, Song Tang took out his cell phone, found Wei Wu's number and dialed it.
"Beep...beep...", the phone was connected.
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