Chapter 3: One-Hit Killing
"Lingling ......" The alarm bell rang non-stop, Lin Jinhong on the bed jumped up, stretched out his hand to comfort Xiao Jinhong, and then quickly dressed, and rushed to the old man's house next door after washing.
"Brother Hong, it's early!" Zhou Xinyi was already waiting at the door of her house.
Lin Jinhong greeted her and pinched her pink face as usual, "The girl is getting more and more beautiful, Brother Hong can't help but be moved!" ”
Zhou Xinyi wrinkled her little nose, reached out to push his paws away, giggled, and ran out of the yard: "Brother Hong, hurry up!" Grandpa is getting impatient! ”
Lin Jinhong stuck out his tongue, so he had to run out of the yard behind her, and the two ran towards the small mountain road at the end of the village one after the other. It's just dawn, and there are few people walking on the quiet mountain village road, and it's not the busy farming season. A few villagers I met seemed to know what the two were going to do, so they simply said hello and didn't ask much.
After more than half an hour, the sky finally dawned, and Lin Jinhong and Zhou Xinyi ran to the destination of the trip, the top of the Flying Bear Mountain behind the village. Zhou Xiaomin, who was wearing a sweatshirt, had been waiting at the top of the mountain for a long time, looked at his watch, and shook his head, "You guys, I don't know what to say about you." Forget it, I'm too lazy to say it, let's get started! ”
Without waiting for him to finish his nonsense, Lin Jinhong and the two glanced at each other and began to practice Zama step. Their horse step is not as simple as that practiced by ordinary people, they also have a set of special breathing and breathing techniques at the same time, which is twice as effective as a general horse step. Zhou Xiaomin looked at the two people in front of him with satisfaction, and after the two of them were calm, he sat down cross-legged on the stone on the side, his eyes slightly closed......
An hour passed quickly, and the three of them opened their eyes almost at the same time, Zhou Xiaomin got up and said in a deep voice: "Now you play Tai Chi first, and then teach you a little good stuff, from tomorrow, you don't have to run here to suffer." ”
Lin Jinhong and the two were stunned when they heard this, "Old man, why don't you use it tomorrow!" Is it that we have done something wrong, we promise not to be lazy tomorrow and go up the mountain with you! ”
"Don't talk nonsense, play Tai Chi, I'll tell you the reason after the fight!" Zhou Xiaomin urged.
"Oh!" The two were helpless and began to play tai chi. Although the two learned the same set of Tai Chi, after starting the fight, the styles of the two were obviously different. Zhou Xinyi's fist moves at will, and when a set of boxing techniques is played, it is elegant and smart, like a small stream, not slow, and like a spring breeze, making people feel free to do what they want, and they are unrestrained. And Lin Jinhong's fist style is completely different, one move is rigorous and abnormal, and the surrounding airflow moves with him, up and down, continuously, as if he is fighting against others, domineering and awe-inspiring.
Zhou Xiaomin nodded in satisfaction when he saw this, although the boxing style is different, but the two of them have obviously comprehended the mystery of this set of boxing methods, but the direction of the two comprehension is different. The two of them have only practiced for 12 years, and it is commendable to have this realm. It's been twelve years, it's been twelve years since I returned to my hometown, and before I know it, I'm seventy-three years old. Twelve years ago, I returned to the countryside with my granddaughter, and my heart seemed to be empty all of a sudden, but fortunately, there were two of them! Zhou Xiaomin fell into the memory......
Zhou Xiaomin retired in 12 years and returned to the countryside with his granddaughter Zhou Xinyi, who had nothing to do, he decided to do his best to train his little granddaughter, so he took his granddaughter to the top of Feixiong Mountain behind the village every day before dawn, taught her to practice Zama steps, taught her Tai Chi, and taught her the art of physical fitness! Unexpectedly, her granddaughter Zhou Xinyi couldn't stand it after practicing for two days, and refused to go to the top of Feixiong Mountain. When he was ready to teach his disobedient little granddaughter a lesson, Lin Jinhong, the prince of snot, appeared, and he dragged a long slug to save the beauty of the hero! At that time, when Zhou Xiaomin saw him, his eyes lit up......
What happened later was very simple, not only did the prince not only not rescue the beauty, but also trapped himself in it. In this way, a strange scenery appeared in Shaoyuan Village in the next 12 years, whenever the morning dawned, Zhou Xiaomin dragged two small slugs to run to the top of Feixiong Mountain.
"Old man!" "Grandpa!" "Old man!" ……
A series of screams dragged Zhou Xiaomin's soul back to his body, and he smiled embarrassedly.
"Old man, what were you thinking! Look at the way you grinned, you didn't think of anything good, and said, are you looking at a widow......" Lin Jinhong didn't finish speaking, he had already received two violent blows on his head, and he was hit with a hygienic eye.
Zhou Xiaomin didn't bother to pay attention to him, and said with a solemn face: "You have almost practiced this set of boxing techniques, and I actually have nothing to teach you." Besides, Jinhong may have to go to work in a few days, and the girl is about to go back to school! Today I will teach you a set of fighting techniques, people's hearts are sinister, so I will give you self-defense. After speaking, he took off his sports jacket, put on only a vest, and began to practice, only to see that he flashed, soared, held, and moved quickly and powerfully, all in one go, never like a seventy-three-year-old man. After a set of movements, only slightly panting, he slowly inhaled, soothed his heart rate, and began to explain the essentials of each movement. After the explanation, a single action was demonstrated, and Lin Jinhong and Zhou Xinyi were allowed to practice.
This set of fighting moves is not very much, there are only fifteen actions in total, although there are not many movements, and they are not fancy, but the power is absolutely amazing, the style is not far from the key point, and it recruits people to dominate the enemy!
Lin Jinhong, who was practicing, suddenly stopped and said suspiciously: "Old man, what kind of fighting technique is this?" And I found a problem, although this fighting technique looks very powerful, but in order to exert its power, you must have arm strength, wrist strength, finger strength and leg strength, if you don't have these foundations, even if you lock the enemy's throat, he will escape! ”
Zhou Xiaomin's heart twitched fiercely when he heard this, and secretly said that you are ruthless, but you are also very eye-catching, not bad!
"Which widow are you thinking about, old man?" Lin Jinhong saw that the old man didn't answer, and teased.
was so angry that Zhou Xiaomin's eyes smoked, "Boy, don't believe it or not, Lao Tzu will throw you off Flying Bear Mountain!" ”
"Cut, save!" Lin Jinhong lost a disdainful look in disdain, "Old man, haven't answered my question yet?" ”
"I can't help it! Do you think that Lao Tzu asked you to practice Zama Bu and that set of Tai Chi for fun, you try to use your mind to guide the fighting skills, you have to learn to think for yourself in everything, don't always think about letting others tell you, some things others say may not be correct! ”