Chapter 98: An Awkward Fart

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"Agreed, Sister Ling."

Yang Hao took a step back lightly and took the initiative to end the discussion.

"Hmph, the skin is rough and the flesh is thick, if it weren't for the fact that I haven't learned boxing skills yet, I will definitely punch you!"

Zuo Ling was sweating profusely, and her face was unconvinced.

"Hehe, Ling'er, I told you a long time ago, this kid's bones are strange, and he is an excellent martial arts training material."

Prince Ma said: "Even if he has never practiced martial arts before, but with this good body alone, it is not your three-legged cat's kung fu that can be dealt with." ā€

As he spoke, he turned to Yang Hao and asked, "Xiaoyou, in the video I watched last time, you jumped several meters as soon as you jumped, is it light work?" ā€

"Ahem, that's not light work, uh, it's not easy to explain, anyway, you should think that I have a unique high jump technique."

"Unique high jump tricks? Well, I really thought it was the legendary Wudang Cloud Ladder that has long been lost. ā€

Prince Ma shook his head regretfully and didn't ask any more.

Zuo Ling next to her looked at Yang Hao curiously, as if she didn't know about the video.

"Little friend, are you willing to practice inner boxing with the old man?"

"This ...... Do you need an apprenticeship? Aren't there a lot of rules? ā€

"Hehe, how to say it, if you apprentice, there are naturally a lot of rules, after all, it is passed down from generation to generation by the ancestors, and people who practice martial arts pay the most attention to this."

Prince Ma smiled very much: "However, I am a very enlightened person, and the times are different, so I have to keep pace with the times." ā€

"So if you don't learn from a teacher, you can learn without a teacher, although many advanced things can't be taught, but those things that are introductory, as long as they don't involve door rules and taboos, can naturally be taught to you."

"And I have been practicing martial arts for decades, and I have other experiences, as long as I am willing, even if I teach you all these things, no one can say anything."

Prince Ma finally asked Yang Hao: "So, Xiaoyou, are you willing to learn boxing with me?" Let's not care about master and apprentice, just talk about friendship, how about it? ā€

"I don't dare to ask for it."

Yang Hao straightened his robe and gave a deep salute to Prince Ma: "The old gentleman is affectionate and friendly, and I, Yang Hao, keep it in mind." ā€

"Hahaha, Xiaoyou's words are serious, then let's start now, I'll guide you to stand on the pile today."

Prince Ma laughed heartily and said: "In fact, the boxing method does not matter the distinction between the inner and outer families, according to the ancestors of my family, there was a record in the Great Inner Secret Library, which stated that 'the sword and sword merge, the fist and foot are one, and the internal and external cultivation is the authentic martial arts'." ā€

"It's a pity that in the past hundred years, the soul of my Chinese martial arts has long been disintegrated, and most of them have been lost, so there is a distinction between inside and outside."

"And the reason why the inner fist is powerful and difficult to cultivate, the key is the sense of qi. This thing is a bit mysterious, and it is difficult to explain it clearly in words and words. ā€

"Therefore, the most difficult level of practicing Neijiaquan is the entry, that is, practicing the sense of qi. Each faction has its own tricks in this regard, but in the final analysis, there are two most important points. ā€

"One is understanding, or the root bones; The second is the pile, which is the foundation of everything. ā€

Prince Ma briefly explained the principle, which is mysterious and mysterious.

Yang Hao scratched his head: "Ahem, old ...... Ma Lao, let's go to the actual battle, try it and then talk about it. ā€

He originally planned to continue to call him 'Lao Ma', but Zuo Ling was still eyeing him from the side, so he had to change his words temporarily.

"Hehe, young man, his temperament is urgent. Okay, I'll take a stand and pass you a few words, and then you can try it. ā€

Prince Ma shook his head with a smile, lifted the hem of his robe, tucked it into his belt, and began to stand on his stake.

"It's easy for laymen to confuse horse steps and standing piles, but in fact, horse steps are only a type of standing piles, and most people stand on dead piles."

"The so-called dead pile is that there is no sense of gas, and the longer this kind of pile stands, the more it will hurt the body. This is also why, many masters who practice hard skills outside the family look hard and powerful, but when they are a little older, they can't do it. ā€

"And the master who practices Neijiaquan, even if he is old, is still alive and well. But if you want to practice Neijiaquan, you must first learn to stand on a living pile, not a dead pile. There is a big difference between the two, the key is in the formula, you pay attention to watch me practice. ā€

"Everything in the world is a big universe, and the mortal body is a small universe, as the so-called three flowers gather at the top and the five qi are the ......"

Prince Ma Balabala explained.

"Ahem, Ma Lao, this ...... This is too abstract, it's almost catching up with classical philosophy, and I have a buddy in my dorm who is studying this, or should I recommend him to try it? ā€

Yang Hao was dizzy when he heard it, and he couldn't help but complain.

"Hahahaha, grandfather, I said it a long time ago, these old-fashioned boxing theories are simply fooling people, but you always say that I don't have enough understanding."

Zuo Ling couldn't help laughing: "But now? The skeletal Yang Hao you found is not completely incomprehensible. ā€

Prince Ma's face darkened: "Hmph, girl, you know a fart, hurry up to the side and cool off, don't disturb our two double cultivation!" ā€

Poof!

Yang Hao rolled his eyes widely, and wailed in his heart: Old man, who the hell meows with you to double cultivate, you hurry up and make it clear to me, and return my innocence!

"Come on, come on, little friend, you put up a shelf and try it, it doesn't matter if you don't understand the theory, as long as the root bone is high enough, you can still get started!"

Prince Ma was anxious and urged Yang Hao to give it a try.

Yang Hao had to draw a scoop based on the gourd and started the first stake.

Prince Ma pointed out hand-in-hand beside him: "The arm is slightly higher...... Bend your legs a little more...... Ass adjustment ......"

"Ahem, ahem, Ma Lao, just say it, can you not touch my buttocks? I...... I'm not used to it. ā€

Yang Hao coughed dryly a few times, and wailed in his heart: Really, being touched by a man, the concubine can't do it!!

Zuo Ling snickered beside her: "Senior brother, it's okay, get used to it." ā€

Yang Hao soared directly and stretched out his middle finger: "Get used to your sister!" Don't stand and talk without back pain, if you have the ability, you can stand, I will 'personally' adjust your posture, do you dare? ā€

"Yo, boy, you're getting impatient, aren't you? The boy who dares to talk to me Zuo Ling like this, do you know what the end is? ā€

Zuo Ling went violently in an instant, rolled up her sleeves and was about to rush over to fight.

Prince Ma hurriedly stopped his granddaughter: "Alas, you two young people, can't you get along harmoniously?" Really, I wanted to match the two of you, old man. ā€

Upon hearing this, Yang Hao and Zuo Ling snorted coldly in unison.

"Hmph, lewd man, don't think about it!"

"Hmph, violent girl, dreaming!"

When Zuo Ling heard this, she was so angry that she was about to explode, but she was steadily pushed away by Prince Ma with one hand.

"Hey, hey, forget it, you two, give me a little face."

Yang Hao borrowed the slope to get off the donkey: "Okay, okay, Ma Lao, I don't have the same knowledge as her, let's continue to talk about the stake." ā€

Zuo Ling also stopped talking, clasped her hands to her chest, and watched coldly.

A moment later.

"Yes, yes, that's it, next you have to concentrate and recite the mantra with me."

Prince Ma began to read: "Empty collar top strength, heavy shoulders and elbows, chest and back ......"

For a long time, Yang Hao closed his eyes and didn't move.

Prince Ma wiped the sweat from his forehead and said softly: "Carefully experience the feeling of sinking the dantian and having five bows in the body, this is the core essence of practicing the sense of qi, remember ......"

Burst!

Yang Hao let out a loud fart, and the scene was cold in an instant.

"Ahem, ahem, I'm sorry, I'm too involved, maybe too hard, hehe, hehe......"

Prince Ma's face was as black as the bottom of a pot.

"Oh, I'm laughing to death, hahaha......"

Zuo Ling next to her couldn't stop laughing, and she was almost rolling on the ground.

Yang Hao's embarrassment was also committed, and he touched his head and said, "Ahem, Ma Lao, why don't you come here today, let's continue another day?" ā€

"Well, don't be discouraged, standing on the pile is the foundation, but it is also a difficulty, and it will take a week to practice a little feeling."

Prince Ma reluctantly comforted a few words, turned to Zuo Ling, who was still laughing wildly, and said, "Ling'er, aren't you going back to school, take Yang Hao back by the way, I still have something to deal with here." ā€

Zuo Ling glanced at Yang Hao, but she didn't know the severity, nodded and said, "Well, I'll take him back." ā€

Yang Hao changed his clothes and left the martial arts hall with Zuo Ling. (To be continued.) (To be continued.) )