Chapter 1 Crop Handles A hoe and a turn are all work

"It hurts. ”

Su Zai put the hoe down, and his hands were full of blood blisters.

He wanted to stand up and breathe, but his back hurt and he couldn't stretch his muscles and bones at all.

As a student in the city, working in the crop field was very fresh at first, but after hoeing for half a day, the two arms weighed thousands of pounds, and the bones seemed to be bitten by ants.

It has been two days since Su Zheng came to this "Minglun Martial Arts School".

He signed up for a short-term summer martial arts training course.

The martial arts instructor's name was Gu Yang, and he didn't teach them any martial arts movements. On the first day, I took the whole class members and went directly to the countryside to pick up hoes to help the left-behind elderly people who had lost their labor force dig the fields and do farm work.

For two whole days, what Su Zheng learned was to hoe, dig, turn the soil, and break it, so that the hard soil became loose and breathable, suitable for planting.

He didn't expect to be so tired from doing farm work, and now he feels that "on the afternoon of hoeing day, sweat drops fall into the soil." "The real feeling in this poem.

"I will not waste food in the future. This hoe digging and turning the ground is actually a technical job......"

In the past two days, he has been observing the movements of coach Gu Yang's hoeing.

Every time Gu Yang hoeed the ground, he stepped on it, his body was like a lever, and without the slightest strength, the heavy hoe was lifted lightly, and then quickly fell, hooked into the hardened soil, hooked and flipped, as if throwing a big fish out of the water.

The large expanse of dirt was arched, and when the hoe struck it, the soil was broken and fluffy like a steamed pastry.

Watching the coach Gu Yang hoe the ground and turn over the soil is relaxed, as if it is an art.

At the beginning, Su Zheng didn't know how to use a hoe at all, and even if he used all his strength, he couldn't plough deeply. But through observation, learning and figuring, he finally learned the way coach Gu Yang hoeed and turned the soil, and he felt a lot easier.

"When you dig the soil, you should twist your waist, along your shoulders, and use your waist and abdomen strength, so that when you lift the hoe, your body will pounce forward, just like a cat and mouse, and press down with the strength of your whole body, so that you can dig the hoe deep into the soil, and when you turn the soil, you should also use skill and strength, first step down, dig up and turn an arch........"

Coach Gu Yang taught in detail, and even taught the staff to dig the soil by hand.

The sun was scorching in the sky, and everyone was so tanned that they had shed a layer of skin.

Although I don't know what this digging and turning over the ground has to do with martial arts, Su Zheng still studied it very seriously.

But he still can't learn the elasticity of Coach Gu Yang's twisting up and down and running easily.

Gu Yang's every movement is full of elasticity, as if there are a lot of steel wires twisted in the spring, and he is not tired at all from doing farm work.

There must be a lot of tricks in this.

Su Zai thought to himself.

"Hey, Su Zai, are you tired?

Su Zheng was not the only one with blood blisters on his hands, but also a foreigner next to him, named Jos.

Jos was a tall, white man, in his twenties, British, full of muscles, who seemed to frequent the gym. He is also carefully observing the action of coach Gu Yang digging and turning over the soil, studying hard, every move is very standard, and the speed of cultivating the land is much faster than that of Su Zheng.

Joss came here to learn Chinese kung fu, and just two days ago, he entered this summer's short-term martial arts class with Su Zai and was assigned to a dormitory.

D City is the hometown of martial arts, and there are many martial arts schools here. The Minglun Martial Arts School is one of the most famous martial arts schools, and has produced many fighting champions, special bodyguards, and kung fu stars over the years.

The martial arts atmosphere here is good, attracting a large number of foreigners to come from afar to learn.

Minglun Martial Arts School is located next to a town on the outskirts of the county, which is very lively, and you can see foreign tourists with bags on their backs at any time.

Jos's Chinese sucks, but he is a huge admirer of Chinese Kung Fu, knows a lot of terms in Chinese Kung Fu, and doesn't know where he learned it.

Jos has learned many kinds of martial arts, proficient in judo, Muay Thai, Krav Maga, Philippine short stick, Russian Sambo, and the best at it is Bruce Lee's Jeet Kune Do, but he still feels that these are not the strongest, so he came to China to learn real kung fu.

It is worth mentioning that Jos is now dressed very strangely, with a shaved head, wearing a gray warrior monk's uniform, and a yellow ribbon around his waist, looking like a foreign monk who has taken refuge for a long time.

"Thank you. Taking the water handed over by Jos, Su Zai felt a lot more comfortable, and he asked Jos in fluent English: "Jos, why do you always dress up as a warrior monk?"

It's okay Su Zai will talk to Jos in English to exercise his speaking skills, Su Zai is not a bad student in school, on the contrary, he will get a good ranking in every exam, he is a "top student" in the eyes of the teacher, and he is "someone else's child" in the mouth of other parents.

In the past two days of chatting, Su Zai's oral language has improved, and he has also learned a lot of martial arts knowledge.

Originally, Su Zheng didn't know anything about martial arts, and the reason why he came here to study was because of a very humiliating thing, one breath, a gambling contract, to deal with a person.

"Ou Ou Ou. Joss pointed out with a bald head: "Wearing a warrior monk's uniform and shaving a bald head, you can quickly enter the state when you practice." When I practiced karate, I couldn't do it if I wore other clothes, but in that white girdle, pants, and belt, I felt that it was easy to be distracted. ”

"Do you say digging is kung fu?" Su Zai didn't dwell on the issue of clothing, but asked another question.

"Kung Fu, of course. Jos's bald head reflected the sunlight, a layer of sweat, very funny, he said mysteriously: "This digging should be a unique exercise method of Chinese kung fu, we practice martial arts have two items that must be trained, that is, smashing tires with a sledgehammer, and turning tires." You know what?"

"Yes. Su Zai nodded: "Many TV networks have seen the training of those martial arts fighters, hammering tires and turning over tires. It is said that you can exercise to many places. ”

"Yes. Jos spoke as he adjusted his posture to dig and turn over the earth: "Hammer smashing tires is to train the stability of people's core muscle groups, as well as the explosive power of human torsion. Turning over tires can exercise the coordination of the whole body and the strength of the waist and legs. And now we dig the ground and turn over the soil, both of which have been exercised, and also exercised to a lot of places that can not be exercised, the tire is a constant thing, the soil is changeable, no one knows whether there is a hard stone under the soil, so when we hoe to dig down, the strength can not be used old, we must first explore the virtual reality in the soil, and then make an accurate judgment. The earth, like your opponent, never knows what he will do, and you don't know what lies in the dirt until you turn it over. ”

"Jos, you know so much. Su Zai was extremely shocked in his heart, he didn't expect that a foreigner would be able to discover so many philosophies from the hoe.

"Before I came to study, I studied Chinese kung fu in detail. I also learned Wing Chun. Joss lowered his voice, as if to say something secret, and then his hand shook twice like a snake: "Snake Fist, Crane Fist!"

"Jos, you're a bit of a middle two. Su Zai almost burst out laughing, but as soon as he smiled, his abdominal muscles were pulled in pain, turning into bared teeth and grinning.

In the past two days, the muscles of the whole body have been aching.

"What does secondary two mean?" Joss wondered.

"Form 2 means very handsome. Su Zaiqiang couldn't help laughing.

"Damn. Joss gave Su Zheng a middle finger, "You're stupid to me." ”

"I don't know what kind of martial arts this hoeing and digging is, and Coach Gu Yang doesn't know. Su Zai still wants to understand, he has the spirit of breaking the casserole and asking the end, and he is the same in learning, and he is the best at thinking and accepting new things.

"Amitabha, this is Zen, warrior monk, qigong, you have to comprehend it yourself. Jos leaned against his hoe, his hands folded, and pretended.

Su Zai couldn't help but return his middle finger as well.

"Work in pairs, massage each other to relax, and massage the sore areas with the rejuvenating oil. ”

Coach Gu Yang shouted to stop.

The students were all pardoned, and quickly put down the hoe, lay on the plastic film on the ground, and massaged each other's backache one-on-one.

Jos and Suzae are a group.

"Su Zheng, I see that you have no strength, first help you press, and when you regain your strength, then help me press. Jos motioned for Su Zheng to lie down.

Su Zai couldn't wait, and quickly lay down, at this time, Jos took out the "Minglun brand" activation oil from his pocket, opened the lid, there was a pungent smell, poured it on the palm, and began to massage Su Zai's waist, back, legs, shoulders, as well as arms, abdomen, knee joints, soles and other places, which were sore because of hoeing and digging.

The method of massage is rubbing, kneading, pinching, and pressing.

On the first day of school, in the first hour, coach Gu Yang taught this, which is very simple and easy to learn. After I finished my studies, I went to dig and have been digging until now.

After this activating oil was applied, it began to be hot, like chili water, but after a while, it became very cool and comfortable again, and Su Zheng was about to fall asleep, extremely relaxed.

The oil is not commercially available, but is distributed by the school after enrollment, and it is said to be a special secret ingredient.

The founder of Minglun Martial Arts School is called Liu Guanglie, an old martial artist, proficient in medical skills, mastering a lot of Chinese medicine secret recipes, after the establishment of the martial arts school, he also opened a Chinese medicine factory, making all kinds of bruising drugs, the effect is very good.

Anyway, Su Zai felt that it was better than all kinds of activating oils on the market.

If it weren't for the support of this kind of active oil, an urban boy like him would have been exhausted a long time ago.

After a thirty-minute massage, it was Jos's turn to lie down, and Su Zheng came to press.

At this time, Su Zheng had already regained his strength.

"Sure enough, I don't use medicine to practice, sooner or later I have to hang myself, and it's ..... comfortable" When Jos was massaged, he sighed for a long time, and said a proverb in martial arts with a somewhat stammering Chinese: "You Chinese farmers are so great, you hoe and turn the ground all day long, and you definitely don't use active oil massage, but you can still persevere, and you can do it for a lifetime." ”

"Jos, why did you come to China to learn kung fu? I think your fighting skills are very good, and now in the world fighting championships, there has never been a figure of Chinese kung fu, everyone doubts that Chinese kung fu is a deception and can't be beaten, you still believe in Chinese kung fu so much, have you seen a master?" while helping Joss massage, he said the question in his heart.

He came to the martial arts school for two days, and he didn't see anyone with strong martial arts at all, and what he learned was very simple, that is, digging the soil and turning the ground, which could be used for fighting, and he didn't believe it when he was killed.

Su Zheng is not afraid of hardship, but he is afraid that it will not have any effect if he suffers, so he will take a detour.

"A game is a game, a fight is a fight, and you can't mix them up. Jos fell into recollection: "I first learned Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu, which is a ground game, which works very well in competitions, and I have won a few small regional championships, and then in a street fight I locked up a hooligan, but in between rolls, my head hit the corner on the ground, and there was a lot of blood, and I knew that Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu is only suitable in the ring, in the complicated streets, you and others on the ground wrestling, you don't know what to expect." So I learned boxing, but then I was knocked unconscious with my legs, and I went to learn Muay Thai and kickboxing, but once I met a gang member, he was a black man, he learned Chinese kung fu Hongquan, my skills were higher than him, but he was as fierce as a tiger, I didn't dare to face it in front of his attack, and I was defeated. So I came to study. ”

"You have a lot of experience. "Su Zheng has long seen many scars on Jos's body, all of which are street fights, maybe one person against many people, maybe with weapons in hand, all kinds of situations can be encountered.

"Jos, do you think I should do if I want to quickly improve my martial arts skills and be able to win people?"

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The first chapter of the new book is here, I hope you will discuss it more, I will hold regular activities in the martial arts hall in Hangzhou, hold a reading club, and welcome everyone to play. The time of the event will be announced on the WeChat public account and Weibo, so you can pay attention to it.