The teachers and students of Shichahai Sports School all walked away, and Yu Ye shocked them all. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Especially the last coach to leave, unlike Coach Dong, who left with hatred and indignation, he bowed respectfully to Yuye before leaving, and said very shamefully, "You didn't hurt our people, you gave face." "Look at that posture, I have admired it so much.

Yu Ye also had a good impression of Coach Ma's statement, so he simply said hard and soft, and reminded him a few more words.

"Just now, I saw that you chased me for a few 'opens' (jargon, rounds), the technique is clear and the footwork is lacking, it can be seen that your master has also taught the real thing, probably because you have slacked off your basic skills. If you want to be more profitable, don't fool yourself. In addition to the kung fu of 'stretching tendons', 'kicking', 'scales', and 'scales', I also have to pick them up, and I also think all day long, 'without cinnabar, red clay is precious'. You are also an apprentice, and you should understand that as a master, no one wants to bring the things on their body into the ground. Whether you can get the true transmission or not, it depends on you in the future. ”

These few words implying that you must be sincere in learning art and respecting your teacher are thrown out, which is really hot and spicy, and it makes Coach Ma's face red again. He seemed to understand something, bowed deeply again to show that he was taught, and walked out of the courtyard with a face full of shame.

After that, the Li family cleaned up the courtyard and put tea to thank each other, and Yu Ye and Li Yaochen talked about the old days before the bed, and they didn't mention anything during the period.

After all, Hong Yanwu couldn't see the "Zhanlu" sword that haunted him, but he did not come in vain. The experience of this day not only allowed him to see Yu Ye's true ability, but also completely subverted his previous perception of martial arts, which can be said to have set off a monstrous wave in his heart, and also played a vital role in the transformation of his thinking.

Indeed, hearing is false, seeing is believing!

In the past, he just listened to Yu Ye himself say how powerful kung fu practice is, and how important the basic skills are. But he inevitably had doubts in his heart, and his personal experience of several group fights after middle school ended in defeat, so after encountering setbacks, he no longer believed Yu Ye's words.

But from today onwards, it was different, and all the extraordinary skills displayed by Yu Ye made him fascinated. Not only did he fully believe all the words of Yu Ye in the past, but he also knew the preciousness of this master. He regarded Yu Ye as the greatest and most capable person in the world.

"Quanzi, it turns out that in "Water Margin", the stories of "Havoc in Feiyunpu" and "Drunken Hitting the Mountain Gate" are all true!

"That's it, who would have thought that 'Platoon Fighting Gong' and 'Zhuan Seven Stars' would be so powerful, it seems that we still haven't practiced at home!"

"Well, and that punch. If you send the door panel two meters away, who would dare to blow up the thorns! But you say, is it Wu Song or Yu Ye who is powerful?"

"Well...... Wu Song can fight tigers, can Yu Ye also do it? I'm afraid Wu Song is still powerful. ”

"I don't think so. Don't forget, Yu Ye's 'platoon fighting' is not afraid of sticks at all, but Wu Song was beaten into a trick after being framed by Zhang Dujian, so I think Yu Ye is still powerful. ”

"Well...... It seems like so. ”

When they went back that day, Hong Yanwu and Chen Liquan were equally excited. Topics similar to "Guan Gong vs. Qin Qiong" They talked about it late, so that they went to bed for a long time. And even in his sleep, Hong Yanwu was recalling in his mind the demeanor of Yuye's fists and feet.

As tiredness hit, unconsciously, the scene in his mind changed from the courtyard of the Li family to the playground of Seventy-Eight Middle School, and the person who punched and kicked his feet also became himself.

At this time, he was still under siege, and he was no longer as weak and bullying as he was before, no one could touch him again, and he was extremely bold in every move. The impact of fists and fists, and the kicking of legs and feet, soon beat Zhao Huolu, Jiang Bayi, "Green", and "Huozi", who wanted to bully him, to the point that their mouths and noses were bleeding, crying for their fathers and mothers, and kneeling on the ground begging for mercy......

Yes, Hong Yanwu showed a smile that had disappeared for many days in his sleep.

That's right, although Izumi is not as knowledgeable as him, some of his words are still very right.

He really didn't expect that those basic skills that he had never taken seriously would have such a magical effect on the enemy once they were used by Yu Ye. This naturally made him realize immediately that if he practiced well, over time, he would definitely be able to become as powerful as Yu Ye.

No, if you can catch up with a small half of Yu Ye, it will be enough to deal with the wolf cubs in the school. When the time comes, he will also let the bastards of "Huozi" have a good taste of finding teeth all over the ground and lying on the bed with broken tendons and fractures!

A big husband, a man, living in the world, you have to have revenge and revenge, otherwise you will live in vain in this life!

Even if he is a "black cub"! What is the matter with study classes and work-study schools! If he really has his skills, the world will be left to his own devices!

For anyone to live a vibrant and meaningful life, they must have a goal and hope. Even if this goal and hope are wrong, it is better to lead people astray than to have nothing to pursue.

For the current Hong Yanwu, the idea of being able to use his fists to fight against the entire society is like seeing a small lamp in the distance when he is lost in the night, no matter how dim the light of that lamp is, the future of the guide or the gloomy ghost realm has an unusual attraction to him. Even though he knew that this idea was a little unrealistic, and he had a premonition of the end of the moth to the fire, he couldn't resist the temptation to move forward.

In the days that followed, Hong Yanwu's attitude towards Yu Ye took a big turn.

He approached Yu Ye as soon as he saw the sky, or ran before and after serving tea diligently, or praised his master's kung fu to show his respect, and he was like a god to Yu Ye. What he hoped for most was to hear Yu Ye call him a "good boy" like he did to Chen Liquan, and to teach him an extra hand or two about those methods of beating people.

But Yu Ye's temperament only likes simple children, and this deliberate flattery like Hong Yanwu has the opposite effect. Yu Ye felt that he had ulterior motives, and he was annoyed that he had no interest in the first few days, so he just looked at him coldly, and didn't care much about him.

Hong Yanwu, who encountered a soft nail, was a little disappointed, but he was also a stubborn person. Once he really wants to do something, the more difficult it is, the more energetic he becomes, even if he moves forward in a roundabout way, he will definitely achieve his goal.

By thinking about the current situation, Hong Yanwu quickly bypassed this bend in his heart. Because he found that the most fatal part of his body was actually not at home.

If his "platoon fighting skills" are so strong that he is not afraid at all even if he is armed with sticks, how can he be knocked down by a few bricks? If the "Zhuan Qixing" is practiced to the point of fire, no matter how many people they come to chase and kill him in the playground, he will not be able to touch the edge of his clothes! Even if he can train Wu Song's divine strength, he can do it! As the saying goes, "the knife is fast and the neck is not hard," he can still put down a piece with his stupid strength, and he will not be beaten so badly!

Therefore, he felt that it was nothing for Yu Ye not to teach him how to play for the time being, what he could do was to pick up the basic skills first, anyway, the basic skills were there, since he knew that it was a useful thing, no matter how much he practiced, it would not be too much. And Yu Ye was also annoyed by him because he didn't practice, so maybe he could really make the master angry.

In this way, Hong Yanwu resumed his practice again. Unlike before, not only is he no longer cheating and cheating, but he is also enthusiastic. He himself almost doubled the amount of time he spent practicing every day, practicing two hours more than usual every day. The first to wake up in the morning and the last to sleep at night. Every day, I wear the stars and the moon, sweat like rain, and practice hard.

Hong Yanwu has completely changed, and he is quite strict with himself. If you can't do a good job, you must practice it in place.

In the past, he loved the leg pressing, splitting legs, bending over, and shabu shabu movements of baring his teeth and cracking his mouth, but now he won't snort even if he breaks his waist and legs. And those kung fu of pulling a hard bow, twisting a stick, and shaking a big rod, he must practice until his fingers are swollen and his wrists are sore, and he is unconscious.

As for the "platoon work" and the exercise of leg strength, he attaches great importance to it. Because he understands the importance of the ability to resist blows, and the truth that "no matter how developed the arms are, the legs are weak and vulnerable". So he not only shoots himself with bricks every day, but also kicks cypress stakes whenever he has time. And every day after school, he also took the initiative to walk back with Chen Liquan on his back, and often asked Chen Liquan to beat himself with a rolling pin to add extra weight.

When he practiced the hardest, when he walked back to Yuye's house from school, he could barely lift his legs, like an old lady with small feet who couldn't take a step.

After practicing the "platoon and playing gong", his eyes were even more starry, his whole body was bruised and swollen, and he had to collapse on the bed as soon as he entered the house, and he didn't even bother to take off his clothes.

And when it was time to eat, he didn't even have the energy to practice holding the rice bowl. You have to squat on the ground, hold the bowl in both hands like an old peasant, and then hold the bowl on your thighs with trembling arms to eat.

It's a sure thing that if he had used this madness to learn technology or something, he would have been able to produce outstanding material.

In fact, at the beginning, Chen Liquan was very worried about Hong Yanwu's practice, and was not too willing to help him increase the intensity of training. On the contrary, he always begged him not to practice like this, for fear that he would practice badly.

But Hong Yanwu sneered and said, "If you're afraid that I will surpass you, don't help me." Without you Chen Butcher, I won't eat hairy pigs. Anyway, I have to practice myself, and it's amazing to practice kung fu! I want to practice a pair of iron legs that no one can lift, and I want to practice to cut my neck without bleeding or hurting my skin!"

As a result, Chen Liquan was forced to the point where he had to agree to it all.

But don't say it, "a little more effort, a little more gain" is indeed a wise saying, Hong Yanwu's overtraining is really effective. Two months later, not to mention the amazing results of Hong Yanwu's "platoon fighting", he has basically completely adapted to the taste of brick beating and sticking. And just from his appearance, it can be seen that his two calves are round, and his legs and stomach are like a big carp. This is still unique at his age.

For this reason, Chen Liquan couldn't help but start to follow Hong Yanwu's extra training, and also said to him very convincingly, "I really admire you." A sentence made his heart sweet.

In short, in order to practice, Hong Yanwu has more and more tendency to go mad. Due to the urgent need to increase his strength, he even thought of many whimsical methods himself.

For example, in order to strengthen the defense of the head, he actually found a wide and large blue-striped stone as a pillow. He put it on the bed, covered it with a pillow towel, and slept like this. Of course, the stone was not as comfortable as the pillow, and he was very panicked, and at first it even made it difficult for him to sleep, and he had to lie on his side to barely feel better.

However, this method really has an amazing auxiliary effect on the "platoon beating gong", and after a long time, the nerves in the head will naturally become numb, which is more effective than the daily brick beating and sticking.

In addition, he seemed to admire the brick-splitting kung fu demonstrated by Coach Dong, so he began to practice and imitate it in private. After practicing serious kung fu every day, he splits the concrete floor with his palm, two hundred strokes on the left and right hands, hoping to practice a pair of iron palms. The palm of the hand was swollen and disappeared, and then a thick cocoon was split. At this point, smashing the concrete steps with medium force is not as painful as it was at the beginning. It's a pity that he can't split a single one of the five bricks before he splits five bricks.

Also, although Yu Ye still refuses to teach him moves and fighting methods, out of an incomparable desire for attack methods, he still thinks of a way to get a first glimpse of what is going on, that is, to borrow a boxing book from the school library.

There are only three books on martial arts in the seventy-eight. One is "Huaguo Wrestling", one is "Tongbei Boxing", and the other is "Infantry Fighting Textbook". These books have both pictures and explanatory texts, and they are very clear and seem to be very practical. So he was very happy, and he lit the lamp and read every day, and sometimes he would play a shelf with Chen Liquan and try to imitate the moves in the book.

It's just that Yu Ye scoffed at this. In addition to acquiescing to the sleeping stones, Hong Yanwu's practice of "Iron Palm Splitting Bricks" and the basic martial arts books he got made the old man quite disdainful. Yu Ye only commented on this, "Pure nonsense, waste of effort!"

And Hong Yanwu didn't believe this sentence, at first he even complained about Yu Ye with his nose, saying something "If you don't teach, don't you want me to learn by myself?" But after a long time, he gradually understood.

Like those extra kung fu, he practiced for half a year, but the results were really not great. Let's not say that those moves are purely fists and embroidered legs, and they are not practical for the enemy at all. Even that iron palm skill looks powerful, and it is not easy to practice, and he has not been able to break a single brick until now. In this way, he will not practice these flashy things.

But if you don't practice, you don't practice, Hong Yanwu is indeed a little angry for this. He wondered in his heart, if you teach me, will I still be deceived?

In this way, he also trained his legs, waist, palms, and arms fiercely. And while practicing, he found that Yu Ye seemed to be paying attention to him secretly, but on the surface, he pretended not to pay attention. At this time, he suddenly felt that maybe this was the jade master who had been testing him, depending on whether he was sincere or not. Therefore, he felt that he was not far from his master's approval, and his practice became harder, more ruthless, and more crazy.

He recognized one in his heart, in order to regain the appreciation of the jade master, in order to suppress the "Huozi", and in order to avenge the revenge in the playground, he must use all means to practice diligently!

If you want to succeed, you have to go all out, do things to the extreme, and don't leave any room for yourself!

Let him chop with a knife and axe, stab the cone and burn it, the sky will collapse, and the body will be shattered!

Finally one day, the long-awaited sentence came from the mouth of Yu Ye.

"You kid, you're really a bit of a steel-boned fork! Okay, you've passed the beginner's kung fu! You and Izumi will go to bed early today, and I'll teach you to practice stumbling early tomorrow morning!"