Chinese martial arts: From being shot and killed by the armed police during a mountain search to bec

Gunfire rang out again, bullets hitting the trunks of trees in the mixed forest, causing bark to explode and wood chips to fly everywhere.

But Chen Hongwu had already run more than a hundred paces into the mountains and forests. His body moved quickly among the rocks and trees, his footing precise, each step landing on a solid rock or between tree roots without making a sound.

The guards, carrying torches, rushed into the mountains and searched for half an hour, but couldn't even find many footprints.

The night walking technique in Xingyiquan is like a cat going uphill and a tiger going downhill.

Going uphill, keep your center of gravity low, and place your feet on the balls of your feet before stepping down; going downhill, lean forward and take large, steady strides. Gunshots are still ringing out from Ciyun Temple behind you.

Chen Hongwu ran down the mountain path, his shoes bursting during the exertion.

Although he was barefoot, he felt no discomfort. Whenever he stepped on pebbles and fallen leaves, he would land on the ground with the arch of his foot first, then slightly open and close his toes the moment they touched the ground to push the pebbles aside before firmly setting his foot down.

Pushing stones with your toes is a manifestation of internal strength training reaching the toes.

Each toe has its own independent sensing and control capabilities. When stepping on a stone, the toes will automatically push the stone away. When stepping on a pothole, the toes will grab the edge of the pothole to stabilize the center of gravity, just like the function of the paw pads of felines.

After running for three miles, the gunshots stopped completely behind them.

Chen Hongwu suddenly stopped and looked down at the wounds on his body.

The scorch mark left by the bullet under his ribs had stopped bleeding, and the skin on both sides of the wound was slightly red, but the blood scabs had solidified.

The bleeding from the abrasion on the outside of his right arm had stopped, and the muscles around the wound were contracted by his subtle strength, causing the skin to tightly wrap around the wound.

The methods that martial arts masters use to control wounds are unbelievable even to Western doctors.

When Dong Haichuan was young, he got into a fight and was shot in the abdomen with a musket. The lead bullet became lodged in his abdominal cavity. He used the Qi and blood circulation technique of Baguazhang to force the bullet out of the wound. Then he tightened his belt around his abdomen and continued to escape. He ran for three days and three nights without dying.

Chen Hongwu's minor injury stopped bleeding as soon as his muscles contracted, without even needing a bandage.

He looked up at Ciyun Temple, which was shrouded in the night, and with a burst of energy, he turned and ran up the mountain.

Chen Hongwu's face was cold, and the surrounding scenery rushed past him. "Let's launch a surprise attack!"

When a person harbors murderous intent, the world is turned upside down!

He went around to the back of the temple and climbed over the wall from the vegetable garden into the backyard.

A lantern hung on the side gate of the backyard, and under the lantern stood a soldier in a gray cloth uniform, with a bullet belt slung over his shoulder and a Hanyang rifle in his hand.

He was in a bad position, with his back to the fence gate of the vegetable garden, his eyes fixed on the passageway in front of him, and his ears listening to the sounds coming from the meditation room.

When Chen Hongwu climbed over the fence gate, his feet were only three feet away from the back of his head.

The soldier sensed something, felt a chill on the back of his neck, and was about to turn around.

A hand reached out from the darkness, its five fingers like eagle claws, and gripped his Adam's apple.

Eagle Claw Kung Fu involves placing all five fingers on the throat, with the thumb pressing on the Adam's apple and the other four fingers gripping the carotid arteries on both sides of the throat.

With a forceful expulsion, the thumb presses inward, causing the Adam's apple cartilage to cave in, instantly closing the trachea; the four fingers press on the carotid artery, cutting off the blood supply.

Before the soldier could even utter a groan, his eyes rolled upwards, his body went limp, and he fell straight down.

Before his body even touched the ground, Chen Hongwu lifted his foot to cushion the impact.

With her toes hooked around his waist belt and her instep supporting his back, she gently laid him flat on the ground, removed the gun, and leaned it against the corner of the wall.

The entire process was completely silent; not even the dust from the floor tiles was stirred up.

He walked forward, through the passageway, and there was another soldier.

The soldier was squatting on the ground with his back to him, loading bullets into his rifle. His fingers were fiddling with the barrel, and he was cursing, complaining that the barrel was too dirty and the bullets wouldn't go in.

Chen Hongwu walked behind him, palm down, and slapped him on the back of the head.

This palm strike used the "Covering the Top" technique from Bajiquan, but with 90% of its power restrained.

The instant the palm struck the top of the head, the hidden force penetrated the skull and vibrated the vestibular system in the inner ear. The vestibular system controls balance; the shock from the hidden force instantly disrupted the person's sense of balance, causing a buzzing sound in the head before the person collapsed.

The third one was in the corner of the courtyard wall, and the fourth one was at the entrance of the main hall. Neither of them could see who the person was. One was struck on the back of the neck with a palm strike, and the other had his acupoint on the Jiquan point under his armpit pressed with a finger.

The Jiquan acupoint is the starting point of the Hand Shaoyin Heart Meridian. If a hidden force penetrates it, the heartbeat will stop for three seconds, and the person will faint.

The skill of striking acupoints with hidden force is a technique that can only be mastered when martial arts skills reach a high level.

It wasn't very practical, so Chen Hongwu only learned the basics in his previous life.

When fighting a master, life and death are decided in just a few moves. Time is very short, and there is no chance to touch the opponent's pressure points.

But dealing with these soldiers was a piece of cake, and they handled them perfectly.

Chen Hongwu took about half an incense stick's time to deal with all twelve soldiers around the temple.

No one had a chance to fire a warning shot, and no one had a chance to shout out.

Twelve lives, like twelve lamps, were extinguished one by one by a single hand, silently and without a trace.

When he finally returned to the door of the meditation room, it was already packed with people.

The adjutant, surnamed Liu, was in his early thirties and wore gold-rimmed glasses. He usually managed documents in the governor's mansion and had never seen anything like this before.

He stood beside Mo Laohu's corpse, his legs trembling like leaves, his face paler than the two nuns on the bed.

Platoon Leader Sun of the guard platoon squatted on the ground to examine Mo Laohu's body. He checked Mo's eyelids, felt his pulse, and looked at the dent on the top of his head. His face turned ashen.

"He's dead." Platoon Leader Sun stood up, his voice hoarse. "He took a kick to the head; the force went right through him."

After trembling for a while, Lieutenant Liu finally managed to squeeze out a sentence: "It's over."

Platoon Leader Sun didn't respond, and everyone knew it was over.

Mo Laohu was the pillar of the Guangxi clique in Guangdong. He single-handedly controlled Guangzhou, and his troops obeyed only him.

Now that he's dead, the Guangxi clique's foundation in Guangdong is about to collapse, starting with this one step.

Next, the Guangdong army launched a counterattack, leaving the Guangxi clique leaderless, with only one outcome.

The army was defeated like a mountain.

Chen Hongwu drew his gun and fired without even needing to aim. With his eyesight and body control, plus the marksmanship he had studied diligently for a period of time, he was almost indistinguishable from a sharpshooter who never missed a shot.

"Snapped!"

"Snapped!"

Two shots were fired in quick succession, instantly taking two lives.

"Who?"