I practiced my spirituality alone in Hong Kong.

Chapter 97 Huang Zhengli vs. Li Chang'an, Eagle Claw vs. Giant Python (Part 2)

"Director Yuan, can Anzai and I improvise for a bit?"

While Li Chang'an was getting his makeup and clothes done, Huang Zhengli approached Director Yuan and made a request.

Director Yuan frowned slightly: "Master Huang, you want to improvise with Anzai? This—it's not that I don't believe in your abilities."

Give you free rein, and you'll definitely be able to make a good film.

However, in the martial arts world, rehearsing moves according to a script is for your safety. Letting you do things freely would easily lead to danger and accidents.

Hwang Jang-lee said, "I've already asked On-jai. If anything goes wrong, I will take full responsibility and it won't affect the production crew."

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"All right."

Director Yuan ultimately agreed to Hwang Jang-lee's request.

Soon, the news that Hwang Jang-lee and Lee Chang-an would be filming action scenes on their own spread throughout the entire crew.

Everyone knew that Master Huang had long wanted to spar with Master Li.

Therefore, they will definitely take advantage of the filming opportunity to turn the fake into the real thing and fight a fair and square battle with real kung fu.

"The betting opens! Are you betting on Master Li or Master Huang?"

"I bet on Master Huang."

"I'll gamble too."

"Nobody's betting on Master Li? Then I'll bet on Master Li—but I'll bet a little less, since Master Li is really too young, and there's definitely a gap between him and Master Huang."

Chen Yuanlong also came over to take a gamble, and someone asked, "Brother Long, you're definitely betting on Master Li, right? You two are such good friends."

"Of course, I will definitely support Anzai."

As Chen Yuanlong spoke, he pulled out several large banknotes.

This surprised those around them.

Although others also bet on Li Chang'an to win, they were only doing it out of respect for Li Chang'an, because he was well-liked on set and they didn't want him to look bad or be embarrassed.

However, no one really believed that Li Chang'an could win.

Chen Yuanlong's act of taking out so much money at once truly showed his genuine character, making everyone feel that Chen Yuanlong truly regarded Master Li as a brother. Even if so much money went down the drain, he would still support him.

"Master Ma, how about you take a gamble?"

Chen Yuanlong looked at Master Ma, who had always disliked Anzai, and chuckled.

Master Ma walked over, casually took out some change and bet it on Huang Zhengli, saying casually, "What's the point of a bet with no suspense? Anzai is definitely no match for Master Huang. I've personally experienced Master Huang's skill."

"Right now in Hong Kong, the only ones who can rival Master Wong's skills are probably Uncle Leung, Brother Man, and Brother Little Dragon."

The Uncle Liang, Master Min, and Brother Xiaolong mentioned by Master Ma are Liu Jialiang, a master of Hung Kuen who is a direct descendant of Wong Fei-hung.

Chen Huimin, the numbered gang member known as "Bruce Lee in the feet, Chan Wai-man in the fists," is a skilled martial artist.

Dubbed the "second Bruce Lee" by the media, Leung Siu-lung once famously defeated more than 10 burly men wielding knives with his bare hands.

These three men are household names in Hong Kong's martial arts world. The fact that Master Ma could compare Huang Zhengli to them shows that he was truly impressed by Huang Zhengli's skills.

Chen Yuanlong looked somewhat uncomfortable after hearing the name "Liang Xiaolong".

When he first entered the martial arts world, he once got into a fight with Leung Siu-lung over a nightclub hostess.

As a result, he was beaten up badly by Leung Siu-lung, and his nose was almost broken.

Although Chen Yuanlong now realizes that he was wrong to act impulsively for a hostess back then, he was too young and foolish.

But he still felt awkward when Leung Siu-lung was mentioned, after all, he had been taught a bad lesson. He wondered if Master Ma was bringing it up on purpose.

Chen Yuanlong took a deep breath, calmed himself down, and said with a smile to Master Ma, "Master Ma, how about we make a big bet on each other?"

"What do you mean?"

"I'm betting that Anzai will win. You can set the amount. Even if it's my entire film salary, I'll play along with you, Master Ma."

Master Ma thought Chen Yuanlong had really lost his mind, but since someone was eager to give him money, he naturally wouldn't refuse.

"Alright, Dragon Boy, I'll take this as a token of respect for your senior. Come find me anytime you're not filming anymore, haha~"

Chen Yuanlong smiled but didn't say anything.

A moment later, Li Chang'an changed into the black striped vest of the Snake Sect Master and walked onto the stage.

Looking at him, Huang Zhengli couldn't help but sigh, "Anzai, we've discussed boxing so many times, and now it's finally time for a real fight."

"Although we're filming now, Director Yuan has given us the freedom to improvise, so let's all give it our all."

Li Chang'an nodded.

After breaking through the Python Fist, he was finally able to test his skills against a true master.

"All departments, prepare yourselves! One more take!"

"start!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Huang Zhengli couldn't wait to launch the first attack, sending a flying kick straight at Anzai's face.

Li Chang'an felt a strong wind rushing towards him, his body suddenly sinking, moving like a nimble snake slithering along the ground, dodging the attack while his palms flew like spitting out tongues, each move cunning and stabbing towards Huang Zhengli's eyes and throat.

Huang Zhengli missed his kick and was somewhat surprised by Li Chang'an's reaction.

He observed that almost the instant he raised his foot, Li Chang'an seemed to know where he was going to kick and dodged in advance.

This is not just about being quick to react; it's more like the brain has reached a level of precognition through high-speed calculations!

Sun Lutang, a disciple of Guo Yunshen, a grandmaster of Xingyi Quan, and hailed as the best martial artist in the Republic of China, mentioned a concept in the chapter on "Transforming Strength" in his book "The True Meaning of Boxing".

"The ultimate goal of boxing is to cultivate emptiness and unite with the Dao, which is to transform the true meaning into the state of utmost emptiness and nothingness—so that even if something unexpected happens suddenly, one can sense it and avoid it, even if one cannot see or hear it."

The Doctrine of the Mean states, "The way of utmost sincerity can lead to foresight," which is the meaning of this.

Huang Zhengli was amazed. Could it be that Anzai had reached the "Awakening and Manifestation" supernatural power in Chinese Kung Fu, which is neither heard nor seen?

No, it's impossible.

That's something only a master of the Transformation Realm, who has reached the Refining Spirit and Returning to Emptiness stage, can comprehend.

Masters of such profound and mysterious skills are few and far between in history books, and there are none in modern times.

Li Chang'an is only a few years old, how could he possibly do that?

Huang Zhengli didn't have time to think it through and could only conclude that it was a coincidence.

Then, facing the stabbing snake hand, he did not retreat but advanced, his palms suddenly tightening and then opening, like an eagle spreading its wings.

The palm strike, as sharp as a hawk's pounce, knocked away the snake's hand and seized Li Chang'an's wrist.

Just like the Eagle Claw vs. Snake Fist scenario that we've discussed countless times before, the simple Snake Fist is absolutely weak against the Eagle Claw Fist.

Li Chang'an will inevitably suffer a loss if he only uses the Snake Form Fist.

Just as Hwang Jang-lee was preparing to have him use Eagle Claw Fist, or some other kind of kung fu.

whoosh—hiss—

A deep breathing sound came from Li Chang'an's mouth and nose.

The hissing sound is a hallmark of the Snake Style of Kung Fu breathing techniques, but—what's with this strange, deep sense of power?

Huang Zhengli instinctively felt uneasy, and then exerted his wrist strength without mercy, as if he wanted to crush Li Chang'an's hands and not give the opponent any chance to change his move.

But then he discovered something strange.

His hands, large enough to crush stones—couldn't hold on!

It's like an eagle swooping down to catch a small snake, only to find it's a giant python that can devour cows and wolves!

How could an eagle possibly catch a python that could shatter its wings with a mere turn?

With a flick of his wrist, Li Chang'an unleashed a torrent of force, shattering Huang Zhengli's seemingly inevitable grappling move.

Huang Zhengli sensed danger and quickly retreated before looking solemnly at Ji Chang'an in front of him.

Li Chang'an's shoulders slumped slightly, his back arched slightly, and his arms no longer moved nimbly forward and backward like a serpent, but instead hung heavily at his waist.

At the same time, his hissing grew deeper and deeper, his breathing heavy as thunder.

At this moment, not only Hwang Jang-lee, but also Chen Yuan-long and Director Yuan, who were outside the set, were stunned.

Is Anzai practicing snake-style boxing now?

From a form and meaning perspective, it resembles the spirit of a snake, but it doesn't quite feel the same.

Master Ma crossed his arms and said, "Director Yuan, should we call 'cut'? Anzai has clearly forgotten his role and his part; he's just fighting randomly."

Director Yuan stroked his chin and shook his head.

"Let's see. I promised Master Huang that I would let them do as they please. I trust Anzai."

As they were talking, Li Chang'an made a move.

He took a step forward, like a giant python emerging from its cave. His steps seemed slow, but Huang Zhengli felt that no matter which direction he went, he would be surrounded by Li Chang'an's aura.

This feeling of being surrounded by a giant snake —

"It's a python!"

Huang Zhengli was the first to understand the intent behind Li Chang'an's punches. He exclaimed in amazement, "Anzai, you've completely transformed the Snake Form Fist's stance, turning it into a brand-new, figurative style of boxing that stands on the shoulders of the Snake Form Fist!"

"Python Fist?"

Director Yuan suddenly realized what was going on when he heard Huang Zhengli's voice.

So that's it! That deep, heavy feel, yet with a serpentine, twisting motion, is actually a python!

"Python? You mean Andy Lau made some last-minute changes to the kung fu moves? That's not how you film a movie!"

Master Ma voiced his dissatisfaction again, but no one paid him any attention.

In the scene, Li Chang'an strode up to Huang Zhengli, then swept his arms with powerful force, like a python's tail, and slammed them into Huang Zhengli's chest.

This attack was devoid of any fancy moves, yet it carried an overwhelming force.

Amidst the howling wind, Huang Zhengli leaped into the air, reaching a height equivalent to a person, attempting to dodge the python's tail whip.

But Li Chang'an's arm, which was swinging in mid-air, immediately bent and turned into an elbow.

Golden Python Pressing Down on the Mountain!

In an instant, Li Chang'an's arm swept across like the thick body of a Burmese python, creating a gust of wind pressure.

Seeing the heavy elbow strike heading towards him, Huang Zhengli thought to himself that he had fallen into a trap!

Now that he was in mid-air with nowhere to go, he could only put his arms together and try to grab Li Chang'an's arm to use the force to deflect the impact.

Hwang Jang-li used his claws to slash and grab alternately, unleashing two moves in quick succession: "Eagle Pecking at Food" and "Eagle Soaring Through the Sky."

But Li Chang'an's arm was as strong as steel, and it did not budge no matter how hard he tried to grip it with his fingertips that could crush stones.

The next moment, an elbow strike landed squarely on his chest.

"Cough cough—!!"

Even with three layers of thick padding underneath his clothes for cushioning, Huang Zhengli still felt as if he had been hit head-on by a prehistoric behemoth like the Titanoboa, and he was sent flying backward.

He coughed up a trickle of blood, and was once again astonished.

This strength is beyond doubt —

It's Ming Jin!

In addition to his leg strength, Anzai has also trained his arms to the level of Ming Jin!

Like myself, he is a martial artist who has trained two parts of his body to the level of Ming Jin (a martial arts skill).

"Anzai, just how much strength are you hiding?!"

Huang Zhengli was filled with excitement, and then he stabbed his finger into the side of his thigh, using the pain to forcefully stimulate his adrenaline secretion.

The internal pain from the elbow strike to the chest began to lessen.

Under the stimulation of adrenaline, the body's perception, strength, speed, and explosive power become more powerful.

Huang Zhengli stretched his legs out in mid-air and suddenly hooked them around Li Chang'an's elbow as it was pulling back. Using the force of his legs, he pulled his backward body back and straddled Li Chang'an's shoulders.

Then, he mobilized all his physical energy with both claws, refining his essence into qi and turning it into power, and slashed fiercely from top to bottom.

This is the ultimate killing move of Eagle Claw Fist—Eagle Claw Skull Crusher!

Like an eagle swooping down, it finishes off its prey in one strike!

In the previous few times when I discussed martial arts with Li Chang'an, Li Chang'an would either lose or be at a disadvantage whenever we got to this point.

This is like a snake facing a swooping eagle, completely helpless.

Hwang Jang-li used his legs to pull his body back, unleashing his killer move in an instant, catching everyone off guard – a stroke of genius.

Even Director Yuan sighed, saying that Master Huang's experience was ultimately superior, and the outcome was about to be reversed.

But----

"Master Huang, you have clearly seen that my Snake Style Fist has been completely transformed, so why are you still looking at the weaknesses of my fist technique with old eyes?"

Upon hearing Li Chang'an's words, Huang Zhengli felt a sense of foreboding.

But it was too late for him to retract his claws.

At the critical moment, Li Chang'an suddenly lowered his body, crossed his palms to block, and precisely blocked Huang Zhengli's claws.

Then Li Chang'an flipped his wrist and his arm wrapped around it.

A python coils around a branch!

With hands like a reticulated python, they wrapped around Hwang Jang-ri's arms and began to use a strangulation technique.

Huang Zhengli struggled desperately, but felt the force was like a tidal wave, endless and relentless, as if he were being entangled by a real giant python, which tightened the more he struggled.

With each tightening of the binding, the force increases by one layer.

He began to feel that the blood and qi in his arms were becoming increasingly sluggish, and he could no longer exert the wrist strength at the Ming Jin level, let alone escape.

"What a domineering python-like force! If I don't break free now, I'm really going to be strangled to death here by this python's force!"

Huang Zhengli gave a low shout, suddenly lowered his waist and saddled, and fiercely grabbed Li Chang'an's Jianjing acupoint with an eagle claw, trying to force him to let go.

But Li Chang'an was prepared.

He shifted his body slightly to the side, dodging the fatal blow, while simultaneously exerting force on his locked arm.

An explosive force suddenly erupted.

Hwang Jang-li was thrown out and was about to hit the ground.

He suddenly kicked out from mid-air, aiming for Li Chang'an's waist and abdomen.

Unfortunately, Li Chang'an has no shortage of flexibility.

With a powerful sway of his spine, Li Chang'an twisted his waist in an exaggeratedly flexible arc, dodging the sweeping leg, and then, grabbing his hand, tossed him into the air like a giant pendulum.

Huang Zhengli stumbled and landed, only to see Li Chang'an closing in, his giant python elbow strike as fast as lightning, hitting his chest again.

boom-

Huang Zhengli was forced to retreat repeatedly, his feet crushing the loose rocks beneath his feet. He leaned against a nearby boulder, panting heavily, completely exhausted.

He lost.

Not far away, Master Ma and a group of martial arts instructors from the Yuan family troupe were already stunned.

Master Huang actually lost!

Everyone was completely impressed by Li Chang'an's martial arts skills, however—

"Have they forgotten that this is a movie shoot?"

"In this battle, the Snake Claw Sect Master should have been beaten to death by the Eagle Claw Sect Master!"

"How come the Eagle Claw Sect leader has been killed?!" Master Ma shouted.

Director Yuan, who was engrossed in watching, immediately turned around and warned, "Shh, don't disturb Anzai and Master Huang's performance. We've really hit the jackpot by getting such amazing kung fu footage today."

As for the storyline of the Snake Gate Master's defeat, isn't there still the scene you filmed before, Master Ma?

"I'll just edit together the scenes of Anzai's brilliant performance and your embarrassing moments, won't that solve the problem?"

Master Ma:

At this moment, Chen Yuanlong delivered another blow.

"And what about our bet, Master Ma? Someone as respected as you wouldn't renege on a bet with a junior like me, Ah Long, would you?"

Master Ma couldn't catch his breath.

He groaned, feeling the internal injuries from Huang Zhengli's earlier kick return, and his head spun, almost causing him to faint.

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