"What do you say, Wang Xiu, you saved my life, even if you teach you my life, it's nothing, and Sister Chen also said when she taught me boxing that she didn't care about this, even if it was to communicate with each other. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info" Wang Chao said.

"Thank you very much. ”

The next day, Zhang Tong continued to bring chicken soup and meals that nourished blood and qi to visit Wang Chao.

Zhang Tong used chopsticks to practice with Wang Chao as usual, Wang Xiu sat with interest and held the sketch, kept painting and calligraphy, and after a while, a new painting was made - [Ward Sword Fighting Picture].

Seeing that they are holding chopsticks and you pick me to thorn, Zhang Tong can say that he is practicing every day, and although Wang Chao is suppressed, he practices with relish, and the two are opponents in straight chess, and the joy of fighting is very.

Soon the winner was divided again, Zhang Tong's swordsmanship often started, and Wang Chao was also injured, I thought it was not an opponent, but who thought it was best but Wang Chao won by relying on his physical strength and fighting spirit, and knocked down Zhang Tong's chopsticks with one blow.

Zhang Tong rubbed his hands in admiration, put the chopsticks that had fallen aside, and said: "Yesterday I was able to stabilize your hand, but I didn't expect that today I just paid a little attention, and you found the opportunity to beat me, Wang Chao, you are really a martial arts wizard." ”

"Come again, come again. Wang Chao said with a smile, quite a bit of marrow eating.

"Wait, my hands are still a little sore. ”

"Use chopsticks as a sword to exercise the strength and flexibility at hand, yes, yes, why don't you bring me one too." Wang Xiu painted well, put down the paintbrush in his hand, and also came over with chopsticks to join in the fun.

"Good. Wang Chao's eyes lit up, and when Wang Xiu sat down in front of him, he immediately took the lead and stabbed him with a sword.

Wang Xiu smiled slightly, pinched the chopsticks in his hand, and swiped slightly, blocking a thorn, Wang Chao was not in a hurry, and his wrist trembled, and he picked it, Zhang Tong's eyebrows jumped, good guy, but I practiced chopsticks and swords for two days, and I actually learned to pick, stab, and hit in the thirteen potentials of swordsmanship without a teacher.

Wang Xiu calmly took a strange pinching method, and put the chopsticks in his hand sideways, which just blocked Wang Chao's attack.

"This ...... It's not swordsmanship, is it? Zhang Tong was surprised on the side.

Wang Chao couldn't see it, because he didn't know swordsmanship, but Zhang Tong was proficient in all the techniques of the thirteen potentials of swordsmanship, and the swordsmanship he learned was the swordsmanship of Li Jinglin, a generation of swordsmen who were taught during the Republic of China. Although I haven't practiced much, I definitely have eyesight.

"Of course, this is not swordsmanship, but the art of the brush...... Techniques used in drawing and writing. Wang Xiu smiled lightly while attacking Wang Chao with ease.

The chopsticks in Wang Xiu's hand are pinched tightly, which is exactly what the cartoonist looks like when he holds the pen, and the chopsticks in his hand are used as pens, horizontal, vertical, skimming, pointing, and folding...... to deal with Wang Chao's stabbing and picking, and other basic swordsmanship.

He didn't feel like he was practicing a sword, but more like he was painting.

"Draw and write? Horizontal, vertical, apostrophe, point, fold the five main brush shapes, just like the five elements of the fist of the split, drill and horizontal! Amazing, amazing, the first time I have seen such swordsmanship. ”

Wang Xiu shook his head: "I said it, this is not swordsmanship, I just paint every day, I have been painting for a long time, and I am just thinking about the technique of the brush." ”

Zhang Tong ignored it, and directly praised: "Sure enough, everything can enter the Tao, Wang Xiu, your painting skills are close to art." It's no wonder that he can paint such an attractive picture. ”

At this time, Wang Chao turned a deaf ear to the conversation between the two, and had no time to care about it, just threw all his mind into the chopsticks in his hand, indulged in it, and tried all kinds of ways to attack it.

Wu is obsessed, that doesn't care about anything, the chopsticks in Wang Chao's hand are getting more and more urgent, the more skilled they are, sometimes they suddenly pierce out, the long dragon smashes straight up, sometimes the hidden dragon ascends to the sky, vertical and horizontal, he feels that the chopsticks and swords in his hand are like being trapped in a square inch world, being used as drawing paper, constantly being scribbled by the brush, no matter how it acts, Wang Chao just can't break through the blockade circle of only square inch size.

Wang Xiu suddenly stirred the chopsticks and sword in his hand, and lifted it hard, and the chopsticks in the hands of the two broke at the same time.

"Okay, that's all for today, don't try too hard, be careful of the wound. ”

Wang Chao looked at the two chopsticks broken on the bed in a daze, with slight palpitations, only to find that there was a little sweat on his forehead, but Wang Chao unconsciously used the strength of his fingers and wrists more and more, and he was about to collapse into the wound with too much force.

Then Wang Chao showed an excited look on his face: "Wang Xiu, you, this brush technique is so powerful, I am not an opponent." ”

"Haha, the skill of the oil seller, without it, only the hand is familiar. ”

On the kung fu on the fingers, on dexterity, on micro-manipulation, who can compare to the cartoonist who lives day and night, month and year in front of the drawing table? Wang Xiucong is in the world of dream eaters, after two years of such days, such a competition with chopsticks as a sword, Wang Chao, who is a beginner in practicing chopsticks and swords, is not an opponent no matter how talented he is.

No real sword, only chopsticks sword, no life and death fighting, only this practice fight, no one can compare to the real professional cartoonists, such as the new wife, the highest, and even Nakai and others, if you can get a little bit of swordsmanship skills, if the strength of the wrist is a little stronger, it is a real kendo master, and you have to fall into the disadvantage for a while.

There is a master of writing in ancient times, and the writing strength is into the gods, and it can be three points into the wood, which is not a myth, but a real thing, which is like this.

"How can it be so simple...... Zhang Tong shook her head with a sigh, she has not practiced swordsmanship, but her eyesight is very high, it is right to say that only the hand is familiar, but you also have to have talent to really apply this kind of hand familiarity to actual combat.

Although the chopsticks sword is not a real sword fight, it has a lot of similarities with the real sword fighting technique, Zhang Tong originally just looked at Wang Chaoqing with blue eyes, and after seeing Wang Xiu's brush at this time, he had to sigh, this is another genius.

"Wang Xiu, look at your methods, you have also practiced boxing. ”

"Well, I learned Jeet Kune Do for a year from Mr. Zhen Fan, and I also have the realm of Ming Jin, but I have never really fought and never seen blood. ”

Wang Xiu smiled, got up, and made a classic Jeet Kune Do small step on the spot with both legs and feet, and suddenly the back of the body, the left leg was supported, and the right foot was kicked sideways, which was the leg method in Jeet Kune Do.

Whew, a strong wind kicked along this side, and the cry was loud.

Then, the left leg and the right leg are at a 90-degree angle, and they kick straight out -- a mid-level side kick!

Finally, at a 120-degree angle between the legs, a handsome kick out - a high side kick!

Whew, whew, whew...... The three voices came out in succession, extremely regular and skillful.

"Jeet Kune Do, so handsome, Bruce Lee's self-created boxing skills, but who is Mr. Zhenfan...... I don't think I've heard the name somewhere. Wang Chao said curiously.