Chapter X
Lao Wu has taught boxing for so many years, and he has never taught an apprentice with such a correct learning attitude.
Still a female apprentice.
"Little junior sister, this thick book is all your notes?"
Flying Fish flipped through the notebook in his hand and let out an exclamation of disbelief.
Jiang Qiao replied with a smile: "Yes, senior brother." ”
Lao Wu raised his hand and gave Feiyu a blow and scolded: "Look at you, it's not as hard as your junior sister! Where did you practice the split hand last time? Do you still remember the formula? Recite it to me." ”
Feiyu looked like he was facing a great enemy, and shouted, "Master, there seems to be a guest at the front desk, I'll go out and have a look first!"
Lao Wu was so angry that his beard was cocked, so he was willing to let him go and chased him out.
Jiang Qiao didn't care about it, and his mind was full of the Japanese characters he had practiced in the past few days. She memorized everything her master taught.
"The so-called Japanese word punching boxing, which pays attention to the power of the elbow and is good at inching strength, is the power of Wing Chun. ”
She circled the word "inch strength" with a red pen, because she still didn't understand it. But Lao Wu said that Wing Chun is the highest method of Wing Chun, which can only be understood but not spoken, and depends on personal comprehension. Some people are gifted and have been trained in three or five years, while others have never been able to comprehend the meanings of each in their lives.
But that's not what she's thinking about at this stage, she's still a long, far way from that. What she wants to practice now is the dismantling of the Japanese word punch.
In fact, she has been practicing empty-handed boxing for a long time, and has been looking forward to someone to accompany her to dismantle. It would be nice if Senior Brother Ah Cheng came to take her, after all, Senior Brother Ah Cheng is very gentle, patient in his speech, and very comfortable to get along with. No matter how bad Senior Brother Feiyu is, although it is not very reliable, she still has no problem with the junior level.
In short, as long as it's not the black-hearted and ruthless Uncle Pei who squeezes people at every turn!
However, fate is sometimes like this, good spirits do not want anything, they will come to something.
"What kind of disappointed expression are you, unhappy?"
Pei Yi stood in front of her with his hands in his hands, narrowing his eyes, and his tone was a little dangerous.
Jiang Qiao hurriedly waved his hand and smiled flatteringly: "No, no, Uncle Xiao accompanied me to practice dismantling, I can't ask for it, I can't ask for it." ”
Awesome desire to survive!
Her instincts told her that she couldn't offend this person, it was too dangerous......
Pei Yi sneered, and began to slowly roll up his sleeves one by one: "That...... Let's get started. ”
Jiang Qiao: "......"
Mom, that's scary!
The so-called Japanese-word punching and dismantling is two people standing face to face, both of them opening their horses, and using the middle line as the benchmark to practice with Japanese-word punching and hedging with each other.
Pei Yi's fingers are white and distinct, full and powerful after being clenched into fists, and there is a thin layer of calluses on the knuckles, which makes him look like a practitioner. And when the two hands were put together, Pei Yi's hands were even whiter than Jiang Qiao, like a piece of tender white tofu, there was really no harm if there was no contrast.
I only heard Pei Yi shout: "Let's go!" The fists of the two immediately moved, both fists facing upward, rolling along the middle line like Hot Wheels.
At the beginning, Jiang Qiao could barely keep up with Pei Yi's speed, and slowly she became a little overwhelmed. Pei Yi's wrist was like a blunt knife, which made her hurt. After a round, Jiang Qiao was panting, and the skin on his wrists was red and swollen. Looking at Pei Yi again, she was still counting her on the side, just like no one.
"Your power point is not right, and your discharge point is not right, you have to follow my strength, not with me, and do it again!"
So when the two came again, Pei Yi didn't mean to show any mercy, and the speed of the punch was faster than the last time, so painful that Jiang Qiao almost burst into tears.
"Use your shoulders, not your arms, and do it again!"
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"It's still not right, don't shrug your shoulders, do it again!"
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"Wrong again, you opened your elbow, do it again!"
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Feiyu, who had been peeping at the door, looked distressed, turned his head to Ah Cheng and said, "Senior brother, do you think this kid is a pervert?
Ah Cheng smiled and responded: "The torture is a little torture, but it makes rapid progress like this." Senior Sister Aqiao is willing to do such hard work, and she will definitely achieve success in the future. It's you, who were much lazy and stealing at that time, and still owe some fire. Also, although Uncle Pei is young, his seniority is there, don't let Master hear your nonsense, or you should be scolded again. ”
Flying Fish snorted, noncommittal. Anyway, he just doesn't like this kid!
Jiang Qiao, who finally finished practicing the dismantling, was so tired that he sat on the ground, his wrists were bruised, miserable, and he was completely unconscious. She was very frustrated in her heart, why did she play smoothly when she practiced in the air, and she was full of flaws when she dismantled a pair?
It seems that there is still too little practice.
Feiyu couldn't help it for a long time, and ran over with a bottle of medicinal wine and a treasure, and said to her with a smile: "Little junior sister, you have suffered, and some people don't know how to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade, so they are so ruthless! Come, senior brother will help you wipe it. ”
Before Jiang Qiao could excuse himself, Feiyu had already leaned over, and at this time, he stretched out a white tofu-like hand in the air to cut him off, Pei Yipi said with a smile: "Don't bother my teacher and nephew, I will take care of my classmates myself." ”
Feiyu gritted his teeth and secretly lucked, but the hand was as steady as a rock, so he had to give up, and he threw the medicinal wine to Pei Yi, turned around and went out.
Jiang Qiao thought to herself that the moon came out of the east today, and the black-hearted little uncle actually found out with a conscience? She smiled and stretched out her two bruised wrists, and was about to say thank you. Unexpectedly, Pei Yi didn't even look at her, and directly threw the medicinal wine to her, and coldly threw down the sentence: "Wipe it yourself!" and then turned to the side to pack up the protective gear.
Jiang Qiao: "......"
Your uncle's!