Chapter 243: Western Girl (Part 2)

This Western woman had long been accustomed to being surrounded and cared for by everyone, but Xu Changqing's indifference was something she had never felt, which made her feel novel and exciting. However, before she could react, some self-righteous flower protectors could no longer sit still. Obviously, in their opinion, a Chinese man treated such a beautiful Western woman so coldly was a sin that could not be forgiven. Seven or eight wide-body and strong seamen stood up around Xu Changqing's table and surrounded him cursingly.

Some Chinese businessmen around who were discussing business looked at Xu Changqing with pity, and obviously believed that he would be the object of being ravaged. Not only did he not want to come up to rescue him, but in order to avoid being affected, they all retreated and hid in the surrounding corridors so that they could leave here at any time.

Just when everyone thought that the Chinese in front of them would be beaten up by these seamen, something unexpected happened. The Western woman, who was regarded as a weak woman by everyone, suddenly took off her hat and stood up. Before the people around her could react, she rushed towards the seamen who were leaning over to the side.

She jumped up and kicked the two seamen on the heads, instantly kicking them to the ground. After falling down, her steps kept moving horizontally to the left, her hands were like knives, and they were inserted into the ribs of the other two seamen. Their strength just made the two faint. It was not until this time that everyone present reacted and exclaimed at the same time, while the Western woman jumped back, throwing her body high as if she had lost weight, and then it fell down like a light feather, just in the seat before her.

All this happened suddenly. At that time, everyone just felt a flash of red shadows flashing, and then four strong seamen fell to the ground, unconscious. Looking at the plain Western woman, who was tidying up the cheongsam as if nothing had happened. Looking at the slender thighs and slender arms that were faintly exposed from the cheongsam, everyone couldn't help but swallowed. While ripples arose in their hearts, they couldn't help but shivering at her fierceness.

At this time, several other pleaders who were still standing still touched their necks at the same time, gave up the ridiculous thoughts in their hearts, sat back on the chair, lowered their heads to eat, and did not dare to breathe. They just glanced at the snow-white thighs from time to time.

It seems that it is not the first time that there are guests fighting in this hotel. When things calmed down, several waiters were very skillful to carry the unconscious people back into the house. Xu Changqing no longer had the mood to eat at this moment. He put down his knife and fork, wiped his mouth, looked up at the Western woman thoughtfully, and said seriously: "Iron-bolt legs, three-in-one punch. I didn't expect that a foreigner could use such an authentic inner Yan Qing fist. It's really surprising! But compared to this accident, I was even more surprised that someone dared to pass on this set of unique skills to others! Miss, can you tell me who passed on this set of martial arts to you?"

Xu Changqing deliberately asked in Chinese to test this Western woman, but she seemed to hear differently, and she was stunned for a moment, smiled slightly, and still said in French: "I'm sorry, I don't understand Chinese."

Xu Changqing was a little surprised by the reaction of the Western woman, so she repeated it in French. After hearing this, the Western woman covered her mouth and chuckled, then shook her head and said, "I don't know what iron-bounced legs, Yan Qingquan. If you are asking about the fighting technique I used just now, I can tell you that this is an old housekeeper in my family, and he is also a Chinese."

Obviously, this answer is different from Xu Changqing's guess, so Xu Changqing looked at the Western woman in front of him carefully.

Although Yan Qingquan is not a stunning martial arts in the Chinese martial arts world, it has a very long inheritance. It is said that it was created by a fire forebudou Tuo in Shaolin Temple in Songshan, Songshan, and later used the name of Yan Qing, a hero of Liangshan in the novel. His boxing technique is soft and soft, and he is cultivated both inside and outside. His moves are very open and close, with a strong and overwhelming momentum, and he has murderous intent inside and specifically attacks the key points of the human body. Often, half of the force can control the enemy to death with one move. It is precisely because his boxing technique is too beneficial, so the rules of his inheritance are extremely strict. He has always been passed on to the wise but not the son, and not the outside. Only martial arts masters who can obtain the essence of Yan Qingquan in China are the five schools of Chen, Lu, Liu, Zhao, and Huo in Cangzhou.

The nine-rate idle people in the previous generation also collected Yan Qing's boxing brocades and were very familiar with the inheritance of Yan Qing's boxing. It is almost certain that the inner Yan Qing's boxing has never left the five great masters of Cangzhou in the past century, so Xu Changqing was deeply confused. However, the superb inner Yan Qing's boxing cultivation of this Western woman in front of her is not fake, she has at least twenty years of skill. Moreover, if she did not have the unique secret medicine of Yan Qing's boxing brocade, even if she had Yan Qing's boxing brocade, she would never be able to practice Yan Qing's boxing so hard and soft.

"Dare you ask the old housekeeper's name is..." Xu Changqing couldn't help asking curiously.

"I don't know this either." The Western woman shook her head and said, "He just asked someone to call him, Mr. Tang."

"Mr. Tang?" Xu Changqing frowned slightly, but it quickly unfolded, and his face showed a relief. In his memory, among the official descendants of Yan Qingquan in all dynasties, there was only one person named Tang. This man was named Tang Huo, a person from the Jiaqing period a hundred years ago. Tang Huo practiced the method of practicing Qi with a Taoist priest since he was a child, and then became a disciple of Sun Tong, a famous Yan Qingquan master in Cangzhou. At the age of seventeen, he had already practiced Yan Qingquan to be better than blue. Especially, he learned the method of practicing Qi from the nameless old Taoist, which doubled the strength of his boxing. Even Sun Tong was not his opponent, and no one in Zhili Prefectures and County were invincible. His reputation was so great that even the Emperor Jiaqing at that time was alarmed and specially summoned him to Beijing to compete with the Qing masters in the Golden Palace, to use this to slaughter the courage of the Han people.
Chapter completed!