I only heard a flash of light flash in Qu Feng's eyes, and said sonorously:

"As early as the Republic of China, Taijiquan was a fighting machine with a strong purpose, its purpose was not to strengthen the body, nor to keep fit, the only purpose was to knock down the enemy!"

"However, in the long period of time, many masters of the older generation have passed away one after another, and many of the techniques of Taijiquan have not been handed down."

Qu Feng's face showed a trace of regret:

"This is also the reason why the Tai Chi we see and learn now is basically a bit of a show."

Qu Feng's words, everyone nodded slightly, and their faces agreed.

Qu Feng saw it and couldn't help laughing:

"Since I've said this, I still want to tell you a truth."

"The classmate just now asked me why I used Tai Chi, it was soft and soft, and I couldn't see much power."

Qu Feng's face showed a trace of solemnity:

"The reason why there is such a misunderstanding is because most people in the world do not know much about the national arts, and they do not have a deep understanding."

"Oh? Why don't you know deeply? ”

Someone asked.

Qu Feng smiled:

"The most basic point is that the practice and playing methods of national art are actually different."

"A person who has practiced national arts well, let him fight with hooligans and robbers, he may not be able to win!"

"Why is this happening?"

Everyone asked curiously.

Tang Zheng looked at Qu Feng with interest:

"This kid seems to know a lot about national arts."

He already knew what Qu Feng was going to say.

Just listen to Qu Fengdao:

"If you practice national art well, you will be good at kung fu. But practicing martial arts is not the same as fighting and competing, because the practice of national art is different from the way of fighting! ”

"For example, if a person is good at kung fu and has a high level, it is like a person who has a lot of money. And fighting is like an investment. Just because you have money doesn't mean you can invest, but people who can invest are generally richer. ”

Qu Feng looked at everyone:

"Do you understand when I say that?"

Everyone suddenly showed a look of sudden realization:

"Got it! So that's it! If a person practices kung fu well, it is equivalent to having money, but if you want to be able to fight, you have to learn how to invest! ”

"From being good at kung fu to being good at fighting and competing, you must go through some understanding."

People vaguely seemed to understand something, and some of their usual questions were answered.

No wonder there is often such news that a respected martial arts predecessor was thrown to the ground by a little hooligan.

These martial arts masters, I'm afraid, just practiced kung fu well, and did not pursue the power of martial arts and fighting.

Hearing Qu Feng's explanation, Tang Zheng couldn't help but nod:

In his opinion, Qu Feng's understanding of national art was already equivalent to the level of a beginner disciple of the sect in the mountains.

It's a waste for such a talented person to comprehend, but no one is included in the door wall.

Tang Zheng couldn't help but have an idea in his heart.

At this time, someone shouted coldly:

"The high-sounding words are nothing more than prevarications. Qu Feng: You said that the style of play and the method of practice are different, can you give a practical example? ”

Brush!

Everyone looked at the man who spoke, and saw that he was tall, two meters tall, and looked about the same as a basketball player.

He had a visibly defiant look on his face.

Qu Feng was speechless for a while, not knowing what to say.

He only knew a little about the national arts, and added his own speculation to it.

But let him say the specific content, Qu Feng really couldn't say.

When the big man saw it, he immediately sneered:

"I knew you were just talking. There is no truth in words, and it is not very convincing, everyone says yes, right? ”

The big man's words immediately instigated everyone, and his face hesitated.

Just when everyone hesitated and discussed:

"If you want real things, real examples, why is it so difficult?"

A voice rang out.

Qu Ting and Yao Diandian looked at Tang Zheng in surprise:

"What are you talking about? Did you know? ”

Facing everyone's eyes, Tang Zheng looked calm and stood up calmly.

He looked at the big man and said lightly:

"If you want examples, then I'll sue you for examples."

didn't see Tang Zheng move, he just shook his shoulders, and knocked the person in front of him involuntarily.

Miraculously, they didn't fall down, and after only two shakes, they stood firm.

But Tang Zheng was like a loach and came to the center of the crowd.

"Tang Zheng, it's you!"

Qu Feng was surprised.

Tang Zheng smiled and patted Qu Feng on the shoulder:

"What you just said is very good! It's true! ”

Instead, he looked at Dahan:

"If you want to know specific examples, then I want to ask you, do you know the national arts?"

Big Han One Terrier Neck:

"Of course I understand, otherwise what am I going to do in the Guoshu Society?"

Tang Zheng looked at the big man from head to foot, smiled slightly, and didn't poke him.

He smiled slightly and said:

"Qu Feng said just now that the practice method of national art is different from the way of playing, and there is an example of this sentence."

"Let's talk about the simplest, the difference between the practice and playing method of Xingyi Quan is the biggest, and it can be said that it is very different!"

As he spoke, Tang Zheng's body swayed, boom!

Make a fist frame of Xingyi Fist.

Don't look at his presentable possibility, it's actually just a showcase.

After all, he didn't get the true transmission of Xingyi Fist, and he put it out to bluff people.

But as soon as this fist was put out, everyone exclaimed in surprise and showed admiration.

Tang Zheng said lightly:

"My current boxing is just a form of practice, a way of practicing the law. The practice of Xingyi Quan pays attention to pushing the shoulders with the body, pushing the elbows with the shoulders, and pushing the hands with the elbows until the practice reaches the endless flow of Cheng dù. ”

Wow!

Tang Zheng's body shook suddenly, and he made a bang.

The people around exclaimed, and Tang Zheng smiled:

"And I just shook this time, and that's the way of playing. If you have an understanding of the national arts, you may be able to see that the force I used just now is just the opposite of the practice, which is to throw the hand out like a whip first, and then chase the hand with the elbow, the elbow with the shoulder, and the shoulder with the body! ”

People nodded slightly.

The big man still didn't look convinced.

Tang Zheng sneered in his heart, he had already seen the purpose of the big man.

But Tang Zheng didn't break it, but wanted to say more.

These students in front of me are all really fond of national arts, and they have a passion that many people don't have.

Especially Qu Feng and the square-faced man, since Tang Zheng appeared, they looked at him with blazing eyes.

Tang Zheng couldn't help it, and wanted to tell the two of them more things.

Bang, smack!

Tang Zheng shook his feet with steps, his wrist shook, and his palm was like an axe, slashing straight down:

Poof!

There was a bang.

Tang Zheng turned around suddenly, and his whole person's movements became sluggish, and his every move seemed to be very difficult.

The square-faced boy looked at it, and his eyes flashed suddenly:

"It's a split!"

He couldn't help but admire:

"I didn't expect to see with my own eyes what my grandfather said, 'Splitting fists is like pushing mountains, and punching is like picking axes'!"