Chapter 24: Long Spear? Bomb!

  Ning Guo lowered his head, thought for a moment, then raised it and said: "I'm ignorant! I want to have a try with Brother Jin Hu, just a pure comparison, wear protective gear and relax a bit!"

  "Alright! I've had enough, are you still going to compete?" Hu Fei said with a smile beside him.

  Ning Guo glanced at Hu Fei and said, "You're not my match, I'll knock you down in ten moves at most. This little brother's kung fu is beyond your reach, it's hard to find an opponent!"

  Hu Fei let out a bitter laugh and said: "So you're still holding back, huh?" Then he turned to Jin Hu and said: "Old Tiger! Give this guy some color to see, help your Flying Brother dampen his sharp spirit!"

  Looking at Jin Hu nodding, Ning Guoquan said to Jin Hu: "Let's go change our armor, or the fight will be too restrictive and won't be enjoyable!" After finishing speaking, he lifted his foot and walked out of the crowd, with Jin Hu following behind.

  Entering the room, Jin Hu's eyes widened in surprise. He hadn't expected there to be so many guards. With Ning Guoquan's help, Jin Hu was wrapped up like a dumpling and after moving around a bit, he found it was still workable, although his mobility was somewhat restricted. However, this was just a test, not a fight to the death.

  "Everyone uses this glove to reduce a lot of force, and can relax their hands and feet." Ning Guoquan handed Jin Hu a large glove that was thicker than the one he used earlier.

  Two brown bears stood on the mat, hugged each other and started.

  Jin Hu took two punches and retreated two steps, this time it wasn't Jin Hu's intention, but he was really beaten back. Only then did Jin Hu realize that the person in front of him was a master he had never encountered before, a true master.

  The Storm Seven used fifty percent of its power, and the opponent was already close to the human limit. At this time, Jin Hu was still at a disadvantage, but after more than ten minutes, he gradually became familiar with the situation and began to attack and defend, making the scene look better.

  Although Storm Seven gave Jin Hu the power and speed of a strong man, if he was careless for even a moment when fighting for his life, and his opponent was as strong as today's, he would inevitably suffer. With Storm Seven, Jin Hu couldn't help but feel a bit arrogant, his physical limit was nearly twice that of an ordinary person, and when he went all out, he could create afterimages, but it still wasn't enough to be considered impressive! It was like being in a fighting arena, always sizing up one's opponent before deciding how to play, just like a two-meter-tall strongman standing on the stage with a one-and-a-half-meter-tall short man, the strongman would tease him for a bit before deciding how to deal with this little runt. However, if the short man had a strong technique in his hands, the strongman would inevitably take a few hits first.

  He withdrew his underestimating heart and used 50% of his strength to respond with all his might. The two people on the mat, their fists brought wind, left and right flipping, only hearing the continuous slapping sounds of the two people exchanging blows on each other's protective gear, the people outside the arena were stunned and even forgot to cheer.

  Jin Hu was also a delightful and refreshing fight, just like having an equal opponent to teach himself new moves. The fighting moves in his mind were no longer rigid, but gradually came alive, and he gained new insights from his opponent: it turned out that there were other ways to use them.

  For nearly twenty minutes, Ning Guoquan jumped out of the field and watched as Ning Guoquan dodged. Jin Hu also withdrew his attack on the mat, both people were sweating profusely. Watching Ning Guoquan sit down on the mat, Jin Hu followed suit and sat down.

  Jin Hu took the water handed over by the person next to him, took a small sip, and heard Ning Guoquan say: "It's really refreshing!" The two looked at each other and burst out laughing.

  It's not just Jin Hu who has gained something, Ning Guoquan also has a significant harvest. At Ning Guoquan's level, finding an opponent is like buying something for a thousand gold coins but getting a general is hard to come by.

  He handed the mineral water bottle he had taken a sip from to An Wei, and Jin Hu turned his head to see that the gazes in the eyes of the people around him had all changed.

  "How long will Tiger Brother stay here?" Ning Guoquan asked Jin Hu while looking at him.

  Jintiger thought for a moment: "I haven't figured it out yet! It might be over ten days, or maybe more than a month."

  "Let's stay for a while longer and have a good practice session," Ning Guoquan said to Jin Hu.

  Jin Hu smiled and didn't say a word, found the way to make money, brothers were about to leave, where can they stay here to play boxing with you.

  "Whoa! Brother Pan, where did you encounter this monster?" Hu Fei walked to Jin Hu's side and gave him a thumbs up: "When can you teach me that move?"

  Jin Hu shook his head and smiled, saying: "I don't have any fancy moves to teach you, it's just a matter of strength and speed." The hand-to-hand combat skills learned in the military were originally not bad, they just weren't as concise and efficient as Jin Hu's current methods.

  Ning Guo nodded and said, "Brother Tiger is right! If one of the two reaches its extreme, it can be considered a master." Then he turned to a group of people beside him and said, "This is what I always say: the teacher leads you in, but cultivation depends on the individual. The more you practice your moves, the more familiar they become. When you no longer need to think about your moves, that's when you can be considered to have made some progress. As for strength and speed, it all depends on one's innate talent and effort. If you can endure hardship, you'll be stronger than others; if not, you'll be weak. There is no shortcut."

  Jin Hu listened and nodded with a smile, as for other things that are not very reliable. Jin Hu believes in flying eaves and walking on walls, and Jin Hu can do it, many firefighters can also do it, the principle is not much different from popular parkour. As for what kind of light work jumps one floor or several floors, this is not a question of whether it is reliable or not, but rather too exaggerated. If there is such a skill, others play pole vault at the Olympics, we play light work and that's it.

  "Brother Tiger, let's stop here for today! Let's come back and have another match tomorrow?" Ning Guoquan stood up from the mat and said to Jin Hu.

  Jin Hu nodded: "Uh-huh!"

  Hu Fei said to Ning Guoquan's back: "Not playing two rounds with me today?"

  "It used to be that there was no good opponent, now I don't have time to play with you." Ning Guo said without even turning his head back, waving his hand at Hu Fei.

  "This guy!" Hu Fei muttered, pointing at Ning Guoquan's back.

  "Hurry up and help me take this thing off, it's a bit uncomfortable" Jin Hu said, clapping his gloved hands together twice.

  An Wei, who was standing beside him, immediately came forward to help Jin Hu untie the ropes on his boxing gloves. Two or three minutes later, everything on Jin Hu's body had been removed, and he felt a little better.

  As soon as he stood up from the mat, Jin Hu heard people around him shouting: "Brother Tiger! Teach me a few moves!" "Brother Tiger! Give me some pointers!"

  Looking around at the gazes, Jin Hu's heart felt a certain taste, somewhat complacent and self-satisfied: "Then I'll practice two moves for you to see." After finishing speaking, Jin Hu practiced two or three moves that he was familiar with, then looked at the crowd practicing. Having watched for a while, he pointed out some people's mistakes, then followed Hu Fei out of the martial arts arena, his body covered in sweat, sticky and uncomfortable.

  Ning Guo had just taken off his armor and was walking out of the training grounds when he ran into Seventh Young Master.

  Seventh Grandfather saw Ning Guoquan who was covered in sweat and asked with a smile: "Finished fighting?"

  "Uh-huh!" Ning Guoquan slightly bowed to Qiye: "It's over, Jin Hu is very formidable!".

  "This evaluation is very high!" Seventh Grandfather said with a smile.

  Ning Guoquan said: "At least on par with me, and I feel that it may even be a notch higher than mine."

  "Could there be someone even higher than you?" Qi Ye asked, pausing for a moment. Seeing Ning Guoquan nodding, Qi Ye thought for a moment before patting Ning Guoquan's shoulder: "Go back and wash up first! Come to my office afterwards." With that, he turned around and left.

  Seventh Grandfather returned to his own office, sat on the chair, with both hands holding the armrests, staring straight at a plaque in front of him, on which were written four powerful big characters: Loyalty and Righteousness Both Complete.

  "Knock knock knock!" The knocking sound from outside the door woke up Seventh Master from his thoughts, and Ning Guoquan's voice came from outside: "Seventh Master!"

  "Come in!" Seventh Master rubbed his cheek, and the smile returned to his face. Looking at Ning Guoquan walking in, he gestured for him to sit down: "Tell me what happened".

  Listening to Ning Guoquan's careful words, Qi Ye praised: "What a great talent! Hard to come by!"

  Ning Guoquan listened and said to Qi Ye: "This is not good, he's not a domestic person, is he?"

  Seventh Grandfather shook his head and smiled: "Not a person from Sun Gang, said to be friends!"

  Ning Guo Quan listened and shook his head, saying: "The possibility is very small. With just this one move, I estimate that whether it's in Huqing or Sanhe, you can create a world of your own."

  "Ha! What's the big deal? People are people, and emotions are involved. We just need to do things right and we'll have opportunities. Unfortunately, I'm an old man with old arms and legs, and I missed out on a thrilling battle."

  "We'll still have a practice match tomorrow, and you can come watch then," Ning Guoquan said to Seventh Master.

  "Good! Good! You go back first!"

  Watching Ning Guoquan walk out of the door, Qi Ye still maintained his previous posture until a woman in her 40s brought over tea.

  Seventh Grandfather said to the girl: "Juan'er, I discovered a talent today."

  The woman named Juan'er who came with Hu Fei put down her tea and asked.

  "Hmm! Talents are hard to come by!" Seventh Grandfather said, holding up his tea cup and pressing down on the foam.

  "I don't understand this, can't see it clearly."

  "Seventh Grandfather smiled and said: 'If you understood me, I wouldn't be telling you'."

  "More awesome than Big Brother!"

  "Two people are not the same! Guo Quanzhong is steady and reliable, but lacks initiative, making him a good shield. This person is sharp and vigorous, like a sharp spear!" Seeing Juan'er's puzzled gaze, Qiye smiled: "What's the point of telling you this? You can go down now."

  As he watched the woman called Juan'er walk out of the room, Seventh Master leaned his body against the back of the chair and said softly: "A young man runs to America, why? Isn't it for this prosperity? What else could it be? It's not just about money and women. I have money, and as for women, black or white, you want them, I'll give them to you! If there's a weakness, then it's easy to handle." At this moment, Seventh Master seemed to feel Jin Hu standing in front of him, bowing and addressing him as Seventh Master, and a deep smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

  If Seventh Grandfather knew that the sharp spear he had set his eyes on was actually a fugitive who didn't think much of himself after last night's events and spent every day thinking about gathering a group to rob an American bank, a complete and utter desperado in the eyes of gangsters. He probably wouldn't have thought Jin Hu was a long spear but a bomb instead, and might have immediately thought of how to get rid of this plague god, not even wanting to see him for another second.

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