Chapter Forty-Nine: Pushing the Hands of Wenbi Single-mindedly practice

The moment the basketball exploded, Su Zai was shocked in his heart, fortunately he hit and recovered it quickly, otherwise his hand was still on the basketball, and he would definitely be injured.

"That's it, the moment you return your hand, it's like fishing something in a boiling oil pot, and you can collect it with one touch. All martial arts, especially boxing, are all about quick returns. ”

Playing a basketball with his hand, he seems to have deepened his understanding of his "hoe" trick again.

These days, he watched videos, went to the website, and learned a lot of martial arts and moves, but in the end, he was still the original mother "hoe".

There seems to be no end to this change.

Every time he progressed, Su Zheng felt that the wisdom of the ancients was really powerful, no wonder he used the "hoe head" move as a mother fist, which could be immersed in it for a lifetime.

"How much impact it takes to beat a basketball, foreigners have done tests in the past, but I don't remember the data, I just remember that it was difficult. But my blow is a split, not a straight punch, and if I use a straight punch, I'm afraid it will be even stronger. Su Zheng stopped and felt the trick just now.

Just now, the "hoe head" was unintentional, which is exactly in line with the artistic conception of "unintentional is true" in boxing.

If someone throws another basketball over now, Su Zheng will definitely not be able to blow it up.

"If I can normalize this state of being unintentional and sincere, then my efforts will be even better. Although it is still impossible to be Feng Hengyi's opponent, it will not be defeated so quickly. Su Zai packed up the incubator and didn't leave here.

Because he watched a few people running in the distance.

It was the instructor of military training and a few college students who came to pick up the basketball.

If you blow up their basketball, you should pay for it.

"This classmate, this basketball ......" The first person to run over was a military training instructor, who looked at the blown up basketball suspiciously.

"I'm sorry, I'll pay for it, it blew up somehow. Su Zai hurriedly apologized, "I'll go buy one now." ”

"Nope. The instructor waved his hand: "You go get another basketball and continue the game, I'll talk to this classmate." ”

Several college students who had rushed over also dispersed.

"Classmate, this punch of yours just now is really beautiful, if I guessed correctly, it's a split fist of Xingyi Fist, it can blow up the basketball, this split is simply amazing, can you practice it for me again?" The instructor also seems to know martial arts. He saw it just now, the basketball flew towards the back of Su Zai's head, and Su Zai turned his head sharply and slashed, and the basketball exploded.

This kind of action is definitely not a coincidence that can be explained.

"I've practiced martial arts, but this move is not a splitting fist, it's called a hoe. Su Zheng didn't hide it, seeing that this instructor is also a martial arts practitioner, it is actually a good thing to have someone to communicate more.

Martial arts itself is exchanged, and it is better for a person to practice hard in the deep mountains and old forests for ten years behind closed doors, and it is better for many people to study kicking and wrestling together for a few months.

"Hoe head?" the instructor was stunned for a moment, and then said, "You learned the Shaolin mind." I said that the movements are ancient and simple, and the big tricks are clumsy, this one is simple, but it is not easy to practice well, how old are you?"

"Sixteen years old, sophomore in high school, no, school starts tomorrow and it's the third year of high school. Su Zai said with a smile that he had great respect for the soldiers, and he had comprehended the charm of standing on the stake from the soldiers guarding the national flag just now.

"How long have you been practicing martial arts?" the instructor asked again, not convinced.

"Minglun Martial Arts School, two months, the coach is Gu Yang. "Su Zai didn't say Odeli.

"No way. The instructor was a little unhappy, thinking that Su Zai was lying, and he stretched out a hand, "Let's try it." ”

This pose is not a fighting pose, but a movement similar to the Tai Chi pusher.

Su Zai didn't know what it meant before, and it often seemed on TV that it was not practical at all, and who would push it around in real fighting. Later, he browsed the history of various martial arts and old boxing books, increased his knowledge, and knew that this was a kind of "Wenbi". The two of them joined hands to see which of the two sides had deep kung fu, so as not to hurt people, and looked elegant and safe.

This was very popular in the Republic of China, because martial arts had to go to the upper class, blindly fighting bravely, and it was simply not advisable to fight to the death.

On the contrary, this kind of two people push back and forth, without losing elegance, and compete in kung fu, saying Zen philosophical words, which is liked by the upper class society and is conducive to the promotion and spread of martial arts.

Su Zai also stretched out his hand and put it with the instructor.

Just as they were holding hands, skin to skin touched, and the instructor suddenly pushed forward to push him away. This force was quick and seemed to pull him up, leaving him without a foundation under his feet.

Su Zheng sank, as if he had a thousand pounds of heavy burden on his body, it was impossible for someone to pull it up, so he used the kung fu of "carrying the burden".

But at this time, the instructor's arm was pulled by the trend, and the force was to the side, to Shun Su Zheng out, this Shun was very ingenious, very natural, and took the sheep by hand.

Su Zai didn't think about it in his mind, no matter how the other party's strength changed, he just slammed his arms and body upward, and then slashed down.

It's still a "hoe".

Let's go!

The instructor was like a rabbit caught by an eagle, or an antelope pounced on by a tiger, and he was pressed to the ground at once, unable to move at all.

Su Zai immediately let go of him and helped him up: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry." I didn't practice well and didn't take it in. ”

"If you don't practice well, no one in the world will practice well. After the instructor got up, he patted the dust on his body: "The eagle caught four handfuls of yellow sand, and your catch really almost made my blood stain the yellow sand." Do you know anything else?"

"I learned some moves from other sects, but I mainly practiced this move, 'hoe and hoe', and I think this move is enough. It's worth it for a lifetime. "Su Zai speaks very seriously, giving people a very down-to-earth taste.

"Practicing wholeheartedly, it really worked. The instructor sighed: "Did you really practice this kung fu in two months? I can tell you that this kung fu may not be able to be practiced even in ten years." I know that Minglun Martial Arts School is the No. 1 martial arts school in the country, and there are many masters in it, and many grappling and fighting instructors in our army are also invited from Minglun Martial Arts School, but it can't be so magical. ”

"Practice wholeheartedly. Su Zai chewed on this sentence, and seemed to think of something again, especially the four words of single-mindedness, which made him feel deeply.

"Okay, my name is Yu Jiang, I have studied martial arts since I was a child, and I have passed on the Tai Chi mantis in my family, so I have time to contact and communicate more. The instructor said, "You can add a contact information." ”

"Okay. Su Zai hurriedly said his name, exchanged contact information, and then pointed to the basketball: "I'll buy one and send it." ”

"Forget it, in fact, it's our fault that the basketball smashed you, and I'm going to take the students at this time, so I have time to come out and talk. Instructor Yu Jiang patted Su Zai on the shoulder and ran quickly to the basketball court.

Su Zai also left the university quickly.

Looking at his distant back, Instructor Yu Jiang stopped and looked into the distance: "Incredible, incredible, two months, sixteen years old, how can there be such kung fu? Today is a push, not a real battle, if the actual combat I don't know what will happen?"

"There is something interesting about pushing hands, so the competition is very safe, and you can really try to find out whose kung fu is high. Even though it was just a few moments, I learned a lot. Su Zai walked on the road and thought, and took the subway back home.

When he went home, his sister Su Muchen had already woken up and gone to work, and his father Su Shilin did not go home, and Su Zai was left alone at home.

He warmed up the food left by his father, ate it all, the taste was very good, although the craftsmanship was not as good as the Nie family's private dishes, but at least they were all in the realm of a five-star hotel chef.

Su Zheng's mother, Xu Ying, is a very picky eater, it can be said that she never gets tired of eating, and she doesn't move chopsticks at all when she eats out ordinary meals.

For this reason, when he was very young, Su Zai remembered that his father practiced hard cooking, although he was not brilliant over the years, he was also full of color, flavor, and taste.

"It's still early, and I'm uncomfortable without training today, so I'd better find a place to exercise. Let's go to a nearby park. "Su Zheng is itching his body now if he doesn't practice for a day.

Not far behind the community is a large park, where there are a lot of people who move in the morning, many old men and women practice tai chi, and young men and women run for fitness. But it's afternoon, and it's very hot and hot, so few people come out.

In this kind of weather, except for those college students who are training in the military, they basically blow the air conditioner at home or in the unit.

But Su Zai didn't care about the hot day at all, he had already exercised himself by hoeing and digging in the fields and carrying burdens.

When he arrived in the park, there was no one around, and his daily workout was still Odeli's, unchanged. Because this training method of Auderi represents the most scientific system of Typhon's training camp.

With his current wisdom and insight, he can't escape this training system, and if he changes it in vain, it will backfire.

Today's state of practice is different, and he has incorporated the "charm" of a soldier standing upright and guarding the national flag into his "hoe head," and he has found that his every move is extremely tall and tall, and he almost has the flavor of swallowing mountains and rivers, not moving like a mountain, and being as wide as the sea.

Gradually, he immersed himself completely, practiced over and over again, and turned this "charm" into his instinct.

"Martial arts, first of all, the body, the posture should be right, in line with the principles of mechanics. And then there's Shen Yun. Su Zai already knew in his heart that the last time he watched a group of chickens fighting and pecking at food in the wild, this charm was integrated into the "hoe", and the posture was still the same posture, but the momentum of the fist method was much sharper.

"The chicken has the ability to be independent, the courage to fight, the ingenuity of the, the power of shaking the feather, the momentum of the sky, the majesty, the divine will, integrated into the boxing, has its own sharpness, but it seems that the charm of the soldier guarding the national flag can also be integrated into the boxing. By the way, isn't the territory of the motherland just a rooster in the East?"

The map of China is the rooster of the East.

At this moment, such a poem suddenly popped up in his mind.

"The rooster sings the world white!"