"Do you want me to find a Nanquan master and practice my strength?"

Bai Ze tried to shake his arm a few times, but he always felt that it was wrong, standing in the dark and thinking about it, and constantly figuring it out in his mind, comprehending, according to his own ideas, little by little, how to exercise and increase the flexibility and strength of his finger joints.

Learning is like sailing against the current, if you don't advance, you will retreat, especially for people who practice boxing, especially those who practice foreign kung fu like Bai Ze, when they are at the peak of their lives, they are only so ten or twenty years. If you can't practice your kung fu from "skin, muscles, muscles, and bones" to "qi, blood, and internal organs" during this period of time, and nourish the whole body from the outside in, then once you are over 50 years old, it will be impossible for the whole person to maintain the peak of physical strength.

As time passed, it became clear to everyone. A lifetime's hard work is bound to be paid for by the water.

And it is this sense of crisis that keeps him vigilant all the time that forces Bai Ze to keep improving.

Walking to a big tree next to him, Bai Ze fluffed his wrists and five fingers, and then tied his waist and shook it gently.

Syllable! Bai Ze's arm was like a whip, bursting the air, and then his wrist moved, and with a click, the entire palm of his hand instantly stretched out, and swept over the trunk in front of him.

As a piece of bark flew out in all directions, the moment the fingertips swept by, a dull sound came from the trunk, although Bai Ze's five fingers successfully played the "one palm four styles" on the basis of the whip, but after all, because of the lack of strength in the end, it did not produce the imaginary effect.

The tree in front of you, twenty or thirty meters high, a hug and more thick, is a kind of fir tree, because of slow growth, shade-loving and cold-tolerant, the wood is as hard as iron, so it is also called a hemlock tree. If you want to break the trunk of a tree with the strength of your hands alone, you have to have incredible finger skills.

Now Bai Ze's eagle claw skill has been practiced to the upper realm, and the claw power has gradually given birth to yin energy, grabbing people, without hurting muscles and bones, and the strength can also penetrate the bone marrow, if you just grab it, you can easily grab five finger holes in this trunk.

But to use the flick of the knuckles, sweep straight in, and achieve the same effect in less than an inch distance, it is more than ten or eight times more difficult.

Even if it is a very ordinary snap of the finger and makes a snapping sound, it relies on the force generated by the friction between the index finger and the middle finger, and there is a resistance first, such as the storage of water in a dam, and then the force can be exerted. What's more, he is now only flexing and stretching the joints of the first and second joints, which is one of the most difficult parts of the human body.

"Good guy, it's too difficult to exert force like this!" Bai Ze tried to whip his backhand, only to feel a pain on the tips of his fingers, and his knuckles began to click because of too much force. The reason why the bark was able to be swept off by him was also due to the strength of the previous whip, and it had nothing to do with his fingers.

"I don't know if Hou San's fingers can poke this trunk open?" If it doesn't work, Bai Ze also knows the difficulties.

When Hou San fought with him, the last blow was a palm and four styles, and the speed and speed of the superimposed layers of strength left an extremely deep impression on him. Bai Ze dealt with it at that time, and it was also full of dangers, if it weren't for Hou San's misunderstanding of past experience at the beginning, thinking that he only had the kung fu in his hands, I didn't know that he also practiced iron cloth shirts and poke feet, and blindly trembled, after a long time, I am afraid that his chances of winning will not be very great.

And Hou San's kung fu in his hands is obviously worse than Bai Ze's, but he can rely on the incredible changes in the fist path of the Emei monkey boxing, and at the last moment, he fought hard and made a hard progress, almost killing Bai Ze.

From this point of view, it is even more powerful than the southern hard monkey fist.

After experiencing the transition of life and death at that moment, constantly figuring out the mystery in his mind, and then corroborating with some of the boxing principles he originally understood, Bai Ze also had a deeper understanding of Hou San's kung fu.

But this kind of finger flick power as he thought was too difficult, and Bai Ze didn't quite believe that Hou San's original "one palm and four styles" could do it.

"I can't eat hot tofu in a hurry, in the end, this thing has to be done slowly, and it can't be done overnight to strengthen my fingers. My fingers are too hard, and in order to develop elasticity, I first have to stretch my ligaments and train my fingers to be flexible enough. ”

After Bai Ze knew what he knew, he was no longer in a hurry. The training of boxing has always been "slow work out of meticulous work", blindly brave and diligent, although it is possible to advance by leaps and bounds in a short period of time, but the foundation is not solid, and a long time is to hurt the body.

Especially in places like the joint ligaments, they can wear out very badly if they are not practiced properly.

Bai Ze once saw one of Mr. Bai's comrades-in-arms when he was a child, because he practiced iron sand palm when he was young, he lacked medical treatment and medicine, and did not have enough herbs to boil water to wash his hands, but in his old age, his hands were already stiff and could not be straightened, and he became completely disabled.

The Bai family's kung fu is a real "iron handle", not to talk about tricks, only to be practical, every move and style must be practiced with great hard work, among which the most important is to exert force, and it is also the most difficult to refine. If a master practices boxing and moves well, he will fight hard, and when he is strong, he will naturally become kung fu.

Before Bai Ze and Hou San made a move, there was basically no real actual combat, and he was a rookie, not as good as Hou San, an old Jianghu, but the reason why he stood here in the end was because of his own solid foundation.

But even so, Hou San is definitely not to be underestimated, the monkey boxing is practiced with both form and spirit, and as soon as he makes a move, he almost completely grasps the rhythm of the fight, and Bai Ze is almost passive in response. If it weren't for a few times in a row, Bai Ze couldn't help it, and in the end, he became angry and angry, and he didn't care about it, and he came out with a killer, and Bai Ze couldn't put it to death and come back to life, and the last kick turned defeat into victory.

Killing moves, in boxing, is completely a double-edged sword, once you shoot, you can't hurt people, and the injured person must be yourself. So as soon as he tried it, Bai Ze asked himself and found his fatal weakness in it. So this is the only way to rack my mind to fuse this move in the Emei Monkey Fist into my iron arm and eagle claws. Want to go further.

Bai Ze's knees bent slightly against the tree trunk, and he stood on a shelf with a round pile, and then whipped his hand and pulled it out slowly, slowly and gently, just like an old man and an old lady who got up in the park in the morning to practice Tai Chi.

But as his castration came to an end, his wrist shook suddenly, and the spirit, eyes, and will of his whole body instantly focused on his five fingertips, and suddenly his palms and fingers stretched out one after another, and he flicked outward violently.

The trunk of the hemlock tree snapped out again, and a palm-sized piece of bark flew out, but it was still the same as the last time, and the force of his fingers was still very small, far from the point of hurting people, breaking bones and tendons.

But this was expected, Bai Ze was not discouraged, withdrew his arm, stood in place and thought for a while, and then he no longer used the trunk to test, just against the void, constantly whipping and bouncing, gradually driving the whole body to change, the waist and hips were lightly lifted, the back was swaying, the shoulder socket was exerted, and the upper body muscles of ** seemed to be alive in an instant.

This is obviously the so-called "pull a hair and move the whole body" in martial arts, the most vivid embodiment, the human body, if you just shoot the hand, out of the feet and feet, that is the clumsy force, and you can't practice wonderful boxing in your life.

One flick, two flicks, three bounces .........................

After practicing for two or three hundred times, Bai Ze's body has begun to evaporate white mist, his muscles are flowing with oil and sweat like mercury, his spirit is always moving with his fingers, and everything around him seems to have disappeared in his eyes, leaving only the action of pumping and flicking.

This practice is a few hours, the night is deep, there is silence all around, only a soft snap is left, and then Bai Ze even closed his glasses, relying only on his fingers and the touch in the air, exerting force, the chest and abdomen naturally rise and fall, and the breath and breath fit the action.

When you inhale, you put your hand away, and when you exhale, you take your hand!!

Everything gradually became harmonious, and he was also absorbed in his own world, without distractions, and did not pay any attention to any movement except his fist.

The arms were raised, repeating almost identical trajectories in the air.

The force in his hand increased imperceptibly, and every time the whip was withdrawn, there was a rapid sound in the air.

Forgetting his practice and indulging in the world of boxing made him completely forget about deliberate restraint.

"Straight like a gun, like a whip, like a cannon."

The iron arm is practiced to the point of Bai Ze, once the whip is pulled out, the force is like the red-clothed general in the past, the iron cannon of a thousand catties, in other words, it can also be called a "firecracker".

However, this kung fu is not only like a firecracker when it makes a sound, but also more like a cannon explosion when it is forced.

There has never been a time like today, practicing the same move over and over again for so long, and after a few hours, although Bai Ze has not yet mastered the technique of using his fingers, he has comprehended many mysteries in the hands of this whip by mistake.

Hitting people is like whipping, this sentence is almost suitable for all Chinese martial arts, but the most famous whip is "Tai Chi", when the two arms are lucky, just in the soft, soft with rigid, just like a thousand-year-old vine condensed into a whip, under a blow, rigid and soft, to live in life, to die in death.

Although the iron arm gong is a hard skill of the outer door, the whip hand is similar to the Tai Chi whip hand. It's just that the strength is more rigid and less soft, and it is biased towards strength.

Although Bai Ze knows this truth, Taijiquan is easy to learn and difficult to master, and every move and style has its own special method of exerting force. He just wanted to learn and had no way.

I don't know how long I have been practicing, Bai Zemeng felt a heart-piercing pain in his fingers, and then he suddenly woke up from his addiction, and when he opened his eyes, it turned out that his five fingers had been blocked by qi and blood at this time, swollen and bruised, and the joints were red, swollen and painful, obviously injured the ligaments inside, and the exercise was too much.

At this time, the sky was already slightly bright, and before I knew it, it was bright.

Bai Ze stretched out his five fingers, frowned, and couldn't help but be a little irritable, not for the injury on his hand, this little injury ordinary people will be fine if they just find some safflower oil to rub it, not to mention that he also carries a small bottle of medicinal wine for practicing in his bag, which has a better effect and can reduce swelling in half a day.

To his annoyance, his own troubles seemed to have come.