"Brother Ye, I don't understand a little, we all practice boxing to hit the target, you people who practice kung fu, why do you always have to hit the wooden stake, and the wooden stake won't move, what should I do when the time comes?"

Xu Haifeng lit a cigarette for Ye Mu and asked a little puzzled. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Ye Muzheng was about to explain to him that the reason why a martial artist practiced martial arts was to strengthen his body first, and his second purpose was to defeat the enemy.

But at this time, Xu Haifeng had already picked up a boxing target from the ground and motioned to Ye Mu: "I have been to taekwondo gyms before, and they are all boxing targets, and I know a Korean master who has very good leg skills." You can kick it and see if he's good. ”

Ye Mu stopped moving, Xu Haifeng shook the fist target in his hand and looked at Ye Mu: "Don't just talk and don't practice, that's a fake ......"

"Smack!"

The target in Xu Haifeng's hand had been kicked out of Ye Mu's hand and flew out six or seven meters away, Xu Haifeng was startled: "I'm still ready for you to kick it suddenly, this time it doesn't count, come again." ”

To be honest, Xu Haifeng didn't see Ye Mu's leg at all just now, and he bent down to pick up a fist target from the ground and held it on his left shoulder: "This time I said to start preparing, you kick again." ”

Ye Mu was speechless, the fight was originally meant to be taken by surprise, but seeing that Xu Haifeng was kind enough to help him, he was embarrassed to say anything, so he just tried the power of poking his feet.

"Ready, go!"

Xu Haifeng was ready, and then he spoke, this time he stared at Ye Mu's legs with all his attention.

As soon as Ye Mu raised his leg, Xu Haifeng had already moved the target to the side to dodge, but Ye Mu's left leg was just a false move, and when Xu Haifeng moved the target and fell, his right leg bounced out! Right on the target!

"Smack!" With a bang, the target in Xu Haifeng's hand kicked out again!

Xu Haifeng was stunned and looked at the fist target that flew out again, and turned his head to look at Ye Mudao: "Sharp!" I'm convinced this time, what kind of bullshit Korean coach is not as good as one-tenth of Brother Ye's. ”

"I'm a beginner too."

Ye Mu said modestly.

"Tut, you are better than me for more than ten years of hard training."

Li Bin took advantage of the towel in his hand and came over with a steaming casserole, looking at Ye Mu with his eyes, in addition to worship, there was also a lot of unwillingness.

As the saying goes, people die more than people, and goods are more thrown away. Li Bin saw it clearly, in just one day, Ye Mu had already mastered the essence of "Horse Stepping on Feiyan", the real is virtual, the virtual is real, and this truth, Li Bin also realized it not long ago.

Therefore, Li Bin was a little frustrated: "The light pill has been prepared, and now it is in the form of a paste, and it was originally going to be kneaded into a pill and dried in the sun, but I don't think it's useful, so you can eat it like this." ”

Ye Mu opened the casserole and saw that it was a black paste-like object, sprinkled with a strong medicinal smell, and he knew that it was very bitter at a glance.

At the thought of swallowing these things, Ye Mu's brows jumped.

When he was a child, Ye Mu didn't eat less Chinese medicine made by his grandfather, and the taste is still fresh in his memory.

Ye Mu thought for a while: "I think it's better to rub these medicines into pills and bake them." After all, there is always something special about the methods left by the ancestors. Perhaps, this sun roasting is an important medicine. ”

Li Bin recalled it and suddenly realized that he had always felt that the medicinal effect of the light pill was not as good as day by day, and he thought that he had eaten too much and had drug resistance.

Ye Mu stood for a while, then went upstairs with Li Bin to rub the ointment into pills.

"Senior brother, I seem to know why you can't practice kung fu."

Ye Mu looked at Li Bin's feet and spoke.

"You've seen that? Tell me quickly. ”

Li Bin jumped up excitedly, with a look of surprise.

"You must be lazy in your practice."

Ye Mu said firmly: "If you don't practice martial arts, when you get old, as long as you don't be lazy, you can't practice until now, it is absolutely impossible to be like this." “

Li Bin was stunned and scratched his head embarrassedly: "I'm really lazy." I couldn't even walk with a forty-pound sandbag on one leg, so I secretly lost more than half of my weight, and I practiced fishing for three days and drying nets for two days. The key is that my father left early, and there are no other relatives around to take care of me, so the practice is very hard, and I really can't persevere. ”

Ye Mu nodded: "That's true, children have a floating temperament, like to play, they can't endure hardships, if there are no adults watching, few people can practice their own skills." Some martial arts families also deliberately sent their children out and worshipped others as teachers, just because they couldn't bear to beat their children and force them to practice. “

"I'm practicing now, is there any salvation?"

Li Bin saw that Ye Mu's kung fu was so good, he was already moved, and he also wanted to practice the abandoned martial arts well, at least not let those cats and dogs bully him.

Ye Mu squatted beside Li Bin, pinched his legs, and frowned, "It's difficult." Practicing is a child's skill. You're too old now, your bones have healed, and it's hard to get what you can achieve. “

Li Bin looked disappointed and sighed: "Actually, I already knew." ”

"I'm talking about hard. It's not impossible. As the saying goes, diligence makes up for it. Kung Fu is dead, but man is alive. As long as you work hard, you can still practice kung fu, but your achievements are not high. “

Ye Mu shook his head.

"The achievement is not high... How tall is that, can you beat that Zhou on stage? “

Li Bin blinked.

"Of course, I didn't have the qualifications to go on stage that week. What's more, how can Hongwei Martial Arts Hall be on par with the true inheritance of the Swallow Gate that you have inherited for a hundred years! “

Ye Mu said categorically.

With Ye Mu cheering himself up, Li Bin jumped up with a carp. Fen said: "This is how I prepare sandbags and go out for a run and practice!" You're right, as long as you work hard, it's never too late. I heard that there was a master of Taijiquan in the Republic of China, who did not start to practice Taijiquan until he was fifty years old, and did not achieve anything until he was eighty years old, and did not become a master until he was 100 years old. I'm much younger than him! “

"Senior brother, if you have this motivation, you don't need me, Yanzimen can be carried forward in your hands."

Ye Mu was also deeply encouraged, seeing Li Bin's legs tied to sandbags, going out for a run, he smiled with relief, and returned to the courtyard to play wooden stakes.

Unconsciously, half a day passed, Ye Mu went upstairs to collect the weight loss pills that had been exposed to the sun for three hours, and ate one by one.

"It's bitter."

Ye Muku's tears flowed out, and after a while, his stomach was rumbling, and he hurriedly ran to the toilet, and it took a quarter of an hour to come out.

Who knows, as soon as he came out, Ye Mu's stomach screamed again, and he could only run back again.

"What kind of ghost pill is this, no wonder it's called a light pill, it is estimated that it is boiled with croton! I ate this one, and it all pulled like this...... If you eat it for a few days in a row, you will definitely lose weight, and you will lose weight. ”

Ye Mu squatted on the toilet and complained bitterly.