"Smack!"

"Huh, ha!"

The horizon turned slightly white. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

In the grove of the park, two figures were among them, and the thin one stood in the open space and opened the shelf, leaping left and right.

The tall young man stood aside and watched quietly.

The boy who was boxing was a skinny boy with a sweater under his fat red and white uniform.

His face was immature, but his gaze was resolute.

The boy uses both hands and feet, walks steadily, advances and retreats to a certain extent, although it is not necessarily vigorous, but it is also like that, and he has a plank and an eye.

"Hoo ......"

Finally, a set of actions was completed.

He slowly retracted, raised his hands to his eyebrows, then slowly pressed down to his abdomen, then stepped on his feet and exhaled.

It was cold, and a thin white mist spat out and dissipated in an instant.

Then his face was slightly red, and when he opened his eyes, he did not see the slightest look of exhaustion, but was full of energy.

"Brother Wang, how am I doing?"

The boy spoke with some excitement.

The young man nodded: "Not bad! I only taught this I-shaped Fuhu Fist twice, and you will completely memorize it, although there is still some lack of divine will, but I have to say that you are indeed born to practice martial arts! ”

The two are none other than Wang Chao.

Wang Chao looked at the young face of little Wang Chao who was still immature at this time, and sighed a little in his heart when he thought that he would grow into such a great person in the future.

Maybe it's fate.

Coincidentally, their names are still the same, which makes Wang Chao feel a different kind of feeling in his heart, very kind.

Therefore, teaching him boxing is also very dedicated.

It had been three days since the last time we talked and met for the first time in the woods, and Wang Chao saw that he was thin and congenitally deficient, so he taught him the method of standing in the woods.

It is also commonly known as standing horse step.

And Xiao Wang Chao's I-shaped Fuhu boxing that he just practiced was also taught to him in order to train his horse steps.

According to legend, this boxing method originated in Shaolin at the earliest, and was later carried forward by Huang Feihong, and has been spread in the southeast for a long time.

In the past few months since Wang Chao fled from Hong Kong to Southern Province, he slowly and Xue Lianxin systematically learned the southern Hung Boxing, Wing Chun, etc., but did not study it deeply, only borrowed its moves, power skills and so on.

Among them is this set of I-shaped Fuhu boxing.

After martial arts reach his level, he can touch the bypass.

The I-shaped tiger fist waist horse is steady, the bridge hand is strong, the advance and retreat are regular, and the routine is simple and easy to learn.

If you practice for a long time, you don't have to stand on the horse to be able to strengthen your waist, which has a miraculous effect, and is the basis for learning other boxing techniques and equipment.

Horse step, horse step.

What you want is to stand up out of thin air.

Therefore, Wang Chao used this boxing technique to lay a good foundation for Xiao Wang Chao's positive pace and posture.

The master who is always waiting for him in the future who is also a teacher and a wife can be regarded as a good fate.

I looked up.

The sun rises slightly, and the sun shines down.

"What I have taught you in the past three days is the most basic, but also the most important thing in the national arts, you go back and practice it well. When you have practiced this horse step, I will teach you other things when I come back here! ”

"Okay, that's all for today, you go to school." Wang Chao patted him on the shoulder.

"Hmm!" Xiao Wang responded with a sentence, full of energy.

He grabbed his schoolbag on the grass next to him, said goodbye, and hurried out of the woods to school.

"Brother Wang, I'll go first!"

In the past three days, Xiao Wang Chao has seen many things that he had never heard of before, his eyes have opened, and his personality has slowly opened up.

Compared with the previous Mu Ne, the silence has changed slightly.

Wang Chao sighed slightly.

"I'm back."

Then he grabbed the clothes he had put aside and walked out of the park quickly.

Tick tick!

Early in the morning, it's time to go to work.

There was a lot of traffic on the streets, but Wang Chao didn't take the car at all, he picked a remote road with few people, strode away, and rushed directly to the place where he lived.

The place where he lives is called Yunlong Heyuan, which is a high-end residential community, and he lives in a small villa, although it is not as good as the Tianxing Lake community, but it is also expensive, 50,000 or 60,000 yuan per square meter.

Since I got the national treasure of the jade big watermelon, I don't care much about the rest of the money in the card, and I spend it with a big hand without feeling distressed.

In addition to buying medicinal food, herbs, etc., Wang Chao also built the vacant land of his villa into a small martial arts arena, with sticks, swords, stone balls, and all kinds of facilities.

For three months, he lived in seclusion, exercising in Linjiang Park for an hour at most in the morning.

The rest of the time stayed in the villa to polish his boxing skills, savoring the insights he gained in these battles, and the analysis was insufficient.

As the saying goes, there is great terror between life and death, but if you don't die in a great disaster, there will be a blessing in the future.

Through the life-and-death contest with different masters, all kinds of boxing techniques, chapters, and movements circulated in his heart, and slowly, his boxing skills were faintly a little confusing.

No matter how you wrestle and grab, your fist will be transparent, almost perfect, and there is a volley between your gestures.

This is the state in which boxing is about to enter into practice.

However, after all, there is still a layer of window paper, and without a proper opportunity, it can't be broken.

The so-called dark energy is easy to pass, and it is difficult to enter the realm, and I don't know how many predecessors have fallen on this big trench.

"Ding Dong!"

After entering the community, I finally arrived at the door of my villa and brushed the access control.

Wang Chao walked into the house and changed his clothes.

Then he turned on the TV, put on the news channel, went into the kitchen again, and brought a pot of fragrant rice porridge.

"Well, it smells good!"

As soon as the pot was lifted, the tangy aroma rushed into the nostrils.

This is a medicinal porridge prepared by him according to the ancient method, which is mixed with ginseng, poria seeds, five flavors, deer antler horn powder and so on in a certain proportion.

It is the secret recipe recorded in the ancient book handed down by Xue Dian, which has the effect of nourishing blood and bones, and passing through the pulse and qi, which is the secret of this vein.

"Grunt."

Wang Chao didn't waste time, served a bowl while it was hot, and immediately gurgled down.

"I cooked it just right today!" One bite into the mouth, with a faint medicinal fragrance, very tender and smooth.

Soon, a large pot of medicinal porridge was served.

Immediately, a faint heat emanated from the abdomen, warm, nourishing the flesh and blood of the whole body.

Very comfortable!

"These ancient recipes are really magical, a few flavors of medicinal herbs have a peculiar effect, it is really the wisdom of the ancients, it seems that next time I will ask Old Man Xue if there is a similar recipe!"

Satisfied, he put down the dishes and chopsticks.

Suddenly.

As soon as Wang Chao's ears moved, he immediately heard the sound of a car driving at high speed a hundred meters away, booming, booming, more than one.

"Huh?" Originally, he didn't care, but with the message coming from his ears, the sound of the car got closer and closer.

Finally, with a "squeak", he stopped directly in front of his villa.

"Who's going to be looking for me at this time?"

He got up immediately.

Approaching the glass door of the living room, I took a closer look and saw that three black cars were parked in front of my villa.

Syllable!

The doors open and close.

Suddenly, three people jumped out of the car, full of energy, all in suits, inches, and black leather shoes shiny.

The waist was full, and a murderous aura came to his face.

And the next moment, another door opened.

A tall, round-shouldered middle-aged man walked down, he took off his sunglasses, smiled, and saw Wang Chao standing in the doorway.

"It's you!" Wang Chao recognized him at a glance.

Cao Yi, squadron leader of the County Public Security Bureau!