This young man was obviously here to find fault. Master Wu's father was not stupid, so of course he would not let him fight any more, so he slowly stood up.

"You have to hit again?" My father clenched his fists.

"Tsk tsk." The young man said excitedly: "It should have been like this for a long time. I just like this!"

"Look for a fight!" My father waved his fist and went up, and then used his best move. His fists were pressed onto the young man's ribs like a snake. "Bajiquan·Bloom!" My father shouted, and the young man was immediately bombarded to the ground.

My father snorted and was about to close his fist, but he saw the young man get up again.

"Haha, haha!" The young man's eyes flashed with excitement and rushed up again.

Master Wu recalled that his father's eyes were full of shock at that time, because his father had lived for so many years and had fought so many times. The first time he saw someone who could stand up so quickly after eating his Bajiquan. The two fought again, and they were really fist-to-fist. The hard bridge and hard horse quickly attracted many passers-by to watch, and there were also many cheers. The young Master Wu stood beside him and didn't know what to do. He also learned fist from his father for a while. Soon he found that his father was at a disadvantage and was struggling with great difficulty. Cold sweat broke out on his forehead, but the young man looked relaxed and comfortable, and he would laugh twice from time to time.

Master Wu said that my father has many friends in the circle, including many masters who are more powerful than his father. But it is not that easy for these people to beat their father. It often takes several hours to decide the outcome. However, the father and the young man were completely at a disadvantage.

Not long after, the young man suddenly screamed strangely.

"Bajiquan·Beng!" Then, his fist was pressed against his father's ribs.

With a "bang", my father's body flew out.

Master Wu was extremely shocked at the time. It turned out that this young man could also use his family’s Bajiquan!

When his father fell to the ground, Master Wu rushed over. Blood came out of his father's mouth, and he looked shocked. Obviously, he did not expect that the Youth League learned Bajiquan, and his attainments were definitely not inferior to him.

My father sat up and bowed to the young man: "Little brother, admire me!"

Generally speaking, if a person in the martial arts world can say this, he will bow his head and admit defeat. The other party should forgive others and leave. There will be a period of time after he raises his feet and leaves. But the young man smiled and said, "That's not OK. I just learned your move. I have to learn all the Bajiquan before I let you go!"

Master Wu was still young at that time and could not fully understand what this sentence meant, but he saw the expression on his father's face and seeing a ghost. Many years later, Master Wu recalled this passage again. He was still very moved. At that time, the young man had only been fighting with his father for about ten minutes, and the young man actually learned the first "Bajiquan·Beng" in Bajiquan, and the effect after use was not worse than that of his father.

What a terrible talent this is?!

You should know that any boxing technique is not just the boxing paths you see on the surface. It requires a lot of practical practice, and the essence, strength, and angle cannot be worse. Master Wu's father immersed in Bajiquan for decades before he achieved what he has achieved today. The young man just learned it as if he had punched him, and the power he used was no worse than his. He is simply not a human!

Of course, Master Wu later understood that although the young man learned the first move of Bajiquan in less than ten minutes and applied what he learned, it did not mean that the young man's ten minutes was equivalent to his father's decades, because the young man himself had a foundation, and his speed and strength were also excellent - even so, it was still shocking that he could understand the essence of Bajiquan in such a short time and accurately use "Bajiquan·Beng".

Master Wu said that at that moment, he read from his father's eyes shock, despair, and fear.

"Come on, continue." The young man waved to his father: "If you use all your Bajiquan, we will be considered as the battle."

Master Wu’s father is not an old stubborn man. He knew that he had met a master, so he said respectfully: "Brother, this fight cannot be fought any longer, because I am indeed not as good as you, so why bother to humiliate myself? If you like Bajiquan, I can demonstrate it in front of you. With your brother’s comprehension ability, you will definitely be able to do it once."

The young man clapped his hands: "Okay, okay, just do it! If you use Bajiquan once, I will let you go!"

In the childhood memory of Master Wu, his father always abides by the rules in the martial arts circle, that is, he never passes his skills lightly, and must go through a formal apprenticeship ceremony before he can teach his apprenticeship. How many people come to ask his father to teach boxing, but the father sees the virtues of the person and the moral character is not good, the second is the qualifications of the person, the qualifications of the person, and the qualifications of the person, and the third is the family situation, and the family situation is not good - it is not the father's snobbishness, but he thinks that it is better for poor children to go to school and study. It is best not to touch things like learning boxing that wastes time.

But now, my father actually wanted to teach a completely unfamiliar young Bajiquan on the street.

"Dad, you can't" the young martial arts master wanted to stop him. The woman was chanting a horn.

"Shut up!" My father shouted fiercely.

Master Wu remembered that although his father was fierce, his eyes and voice showed fear. It was not until later that he realized that his father just wanted to get out sooner, and he sensed the strong murderous aura on the young man.

Master Wu watched his father play a whole set of Bajiquan in front of the young man on the street. The young man nodded while watching: "Not bad, it's really amazing that Bajiquan can have such a high status in the circle now. It really has its own wonders. I like it, I like it!"

After my father finished practicing, he wiped the sweat from his head and said, "Brother, after practicing, it was getting dark, so I'll take the child home." After that, my father took Master Wu's hand and prepared to leave.

"Ah" the young man stretched out his hand and blocked his father's way.

"What else is it for brothers?" Father smiled wryly - Master Wu will never forget the kind of low smile his father showed in order to live a life.

"It's nothing, I just feel that I have learned the Bajiquan, so there is no need for you to stay in this world."

"Brother, are you kidding?" My father's face changed.

"Who the fuck has the heart to joke with you!"

As soon as the young man finished speaking, he took out a strange-shaped and curved knife.

He raised his hand and fell, slashed off his father's head with one knife.

Master Wu still remembers that when his father's head fell to the ground, his body was still standing steadily, and his hand was holding Master Wu's hand. The head "bone" fell to the ground, and his eyes were just looking at Master Wu.

Blood squirted down and sprinkled on Master Wu's head and body.

Master Wu was stupid, completely stupid, and motionless.

The whole street was filled with screams, and people fled in panic and ran.

The young man squatted down, leaned his sword on the ground, touched Master Wu's ear, and asked with a smile: "What's the name?"

"Martial martial arts and martial arts are determined." Master Wu replied mechanically.

"Very good, Wu Dingyi, listen." The young man said, "From now on, run quickly, don't be chased by me. If I chased by me, you will be like your father, and this head will not be saved." He said, rubbing Master Wu's head.

"Prepare - run!" the young man shouted.

Master Wu ran away, running wildly, running wildly, the world in his eyes was blank and trembling. He didn't know where to go, but just kept running forward and running. Whenever his strength was exhausted and he was relaxed, a voice sounded behind him: "Ding Yi, don't be lazy, don't want a head anymore, right?" Master Wu was so scared that he continued to run forward. He felt that the young man was following him, and even when he was bored, he would squirt at his neck.

Once he tried to look back and saw the young man following behind with a smile on his face, almost pressing on his face as close as he was almost touching his face.

"Ah!" Master Wu was so scared that he continued to run forward frantically.

"Dingyi, you can't look back, otherwise I'll cut off your head with a knife." The young man giggled.

Master Wu ran forward, and I don’t know how long it took to run. When he looked up, he saw the train station and plunged into it like crazy. He was only twelve years old. People in that era were generally malnourished, and they were all thin like bean sprouts. No one cared about this little devil. He rushed all the way to the platform and got into a train that was about to start.

"Wu-Wu-Wu-"The train started with a "crack" and Master Wu sat in a corner of the carriage, staring at the left and right in a daze. There was no young man around him. Even so, he could not let go. The appearance of his father left a huge shadow in his heart. He shivered and shook like an epilepsy.

A kind woman discovered him and brought the poor child to his seat, gave him food, fed him water, sootheed him, and asked him what had happened and why there was blood on his body? Master Wu couldn't say a word, but he kept trembling. The kind woman held him in his arms and patted him gently on his back, finally letting him fall asleep unknowingly.

I don’t know how long it took, Master Wu woke up and found that he was still on the train, and he was still the kind-hearted woman beside him - but the woman was asleep. It was already dark, and there were also dark outside the car window. I could only occasionally see the lights lit in a certain village.

Master Wu knew he was safe. He looked at his reflection on the window. He bit his teeth hard, recalling his father's miserable situation, recalling the face of the young man, and sworn that he would report it.

Before he could finish his thoughts, a head of upside down appeared outside the window, grinning at Master Wu and smiling.

"Dingyi, I'll catch up with you."
Chapter completed!