readx; Yan Xiaoyi's training continues!

However, Shanye Quanxi and Fu Xuan both felt a little desperate, in three days, Yan Xiaoyi didn't make any progress at all, even if the little ghost head in the karate nursery class learned for three days, at least he could hum and kick a few moves, right? And Yan Xiaoyi has no problem dismantling those moves to practice, but they just can't be combined together, of course, it can't be said that they can't be combined together, anyway, it's a karate move, but no matter how you look at it when you put it together, it looks like Wang Baquan, anyway, Shanye Quanxi didn't admit that he taught it when he was killed. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Atlas, 1,2,3,4,5......" Shanye Quanxi threw a picture album to Yan Xiaoyi and said: "Go to the river embankment to practice by yourself." ”

"I'm going alone?" Yan Xiaoyi wondered, "What about you?" ”

Fu Xuan said helplessly: "Let's go and help you find a boxing teacher!" ”

Yan Xiaoyi said: "Don't practice karate anymore?" ”

"Practice it yourself." Fu Xuan wanted to say that he practiced in vain, but after all, he was embarrassed to say it, but explained euphemistically: "We think that you are not suitable for practicing karate, and practicing boxing should be more promising, anyway, it is a left hook, a right hook, a straight punch, and a combination of punches is just a few times to turn over and over, although the effect of only using boxing to hit MMA is not very good, but we believe that you will be able to." ”

Boxing is a fighting sport, but it is not an excellent fighting sport, the same as taekwondo, taekwondo is too little use of both hands, and boxing can not use the feet is a very fatal flaw, when boxing is not a big problem, but when fighting with other fighting techniques, the opponent will suffer a lot when attacking boxers in three ways, but Fu Xuan seems to think that Yan Xiaoyi can be said to be a waste of martial arts, karate is definitely no play, and he can't even practice fixed routines, let alone play changes, so boxing seems to be the last choice, boxing's footwork is no problem for Yan Xiaoyi at all, Yan Xiaoyi's skills are so flexible that he is not a normal person, as for the boxing road, there are only a few strokes, if he still can't learn it, Fu Xuan thinks that it is better to shoot Yan Xiaoyi to death with tofu, however, he and Shanye Quanxi can't box, but since it is a fighting city, it will not be difficult to find a boxing coach.

So, Fu Xuan and Shanye Quanxi went to find a boxing coach, and Yan Xiaoyi went to the river embankment to practice by himself.

Yan Xiaoyi is actually very disgusted with continuing to practice karate, of course, not because of practicing karate, but because he can't practice it anyway, he doesn't feel that he is a waste of firewood, he just feels awkward to practice!

However, you have to practice if you are awkward, unless Yan Xiaoyi doesn't want Yakubu's certificate.

Sighing, Yan Xiaoyi continued to walk towards the river embankment, and when he went down to the vicinity of the bridge cave, Yan Xiaoyi found that his position had been robbed.

Chinese, black long hair, very casually pulled with a rope, but not a woman, but a man, not looking old, in his twenties, wearing a white military suit, looks like he is in Zamabu, but it doesn't feel very similar, Yan Xiaoyi has never seen a pig run and eaten pork, knows that Zamabu is half-squatting, both fists are placed on the waist, and the other party is just a two-fist waist, but not half-squatting, more interesting is that this man's body is constantly swaying back and forth.

Yan Xiaoyi suddenly became interested, of course there is nothing to see in swinging, but it is very interesting for a person to draw a circle and swing in circles like a tumbler for a few minutes, so Yan Xiaoyi looked down, only to find that the man's feet were standing on tiptoe, just like a ballet dancer, but even the best ballet dancer can only walk on tiptoe, and he can't continue to walk, he definitely can't do this kind of tumbler-like action, if he is not afraid of disturbing the other party, Yan Xiaoyi wants to marvel so amazing, He even propped himself up and held on for two seconds.

About ten minutes later, the man suddenly turned around and smiled at Yan Xiaoyi, "After watching it for so long, is there anything wrong with you?" ”

"It's fine." Yan Xiaoyi shook his head, then pointed to someone's feet and said, "But that place is mine, and you came earlier than me today." ”

"Oh!" The man smiled, then moved a few meters to the left, continued to return to the posture just now, and said, "Give it back to you." ”

Yan Xiaoyi was not hypocritical, ran over and stood up, facing the river, began to flip through the picture book, and began to practice karate nondescriptly.

"Poof!" The man couldn't help laughing out loud, and then looked at Yan Xiaoyi and said, "Long stay? ”

"Probably!" Yan Xiaoyi punched and kicked his legs: "Someone asked me to practice, I don't know what it's called." ”

The man said, "Then why are you practicing?" ”

Yan Xiaoyi said: "Beat the hall owner, if you can't win, the hall owner has no voucher to take." ”

The man said, "It seems that you have no interest in martial arts. ”

"I can't say that!" Yan Xiaoyi thought for a while and said, "Are you Chinese?" ”

The man nodded and said, "Yes." ”

Yan Xiaoyi said: "Then you should understand that every Chinese man has a martial arts dream in his heart, when he was a child, he watched Gu Long, Jin Yong, Liang Yusheng, and when he grew up, he began to watch Bruce Lee, and then when he grew up, he watched those Hong Kong action movies, so, in general, every Chinese man, especially at my age, is still very yearning for martial arts, at least in the period of youth and ignorance, he must have fantasized about becoming a hero, by the way, in addition to the hero, the second fantasy profession is generally a flower thief." ”

The man smiled: "Then what you like is not martial arts, but chivalry." ”

"That's not quite true!" Yan Xiaoyi said: "Men still hope that they can fight very well, and by the way, I am actually very good at fighting." ”

The man said, "Then why do you still practice?" ”

"If you don't practice, you can't do it!" Yan Xiaoyi sighed and said: "What is this broken place called a fighting city, one by one pays attention to martial arts, it is useless to fight alone, it must also be fighting, so that it can be called martial arts." ”

The man shook his head and said, "This is not called martial arts. ”

Yan Xiaoyi said: "Then what is martial arts?" ”

The man said: "You can fight, why do you practice martial arts?" Self-cultivation? Then I can grow flowers and fish to strengthen my body? It would be nice for me to eat more ginseng and snow lotus, not only to strengthen my body, but also to prolong my life, so the so-called martial arts is to be able to fight, and the peak of martial arts is to become the one who can fight the most. ”

"It's a new statement." Yan Xiaoyi paused for a moment and said: "Actually, it can't be said to be fresh, what you said is very reasonable, I also believe that many people also know this truth, but they shouldn't be so straightforward, by the way, if someone can really become the most capable one, should it be lonely next?" ”

"Then it's not a martial arts, it's a heavenly way!" The man looked at the sky with a smile, and said with a sassy smile: "Fighting with people, being happy with hatred, fighting with the sky, the fun is endless!" ”

Yan Xiaoyi thought for a while and said, "You are very interesting. ”

"The same goes for you." The man took a deep breath, then stood up and said: "I should go, give you a piece of advice, if you think you are very good at fighting, then think about why you can fight, and when you figure it out, you will find your own martial arts, so why bother pursuing other people's martial arts?" ”

After the man finished speaking, he smiled and waved his hand to stop Yan Xiaoyi from asking, and then stepped on the slope of the river embankment and left, quickly disappearing on the river bank.

"My martial arts? Could it be that the monkey stole the peach? Yan Xiaoyi watched the man leave, stretched out his hand and grabbed it, and then sighed and said, "Forget it, let's continue to practice honestly." ”

Yan Xiaoyi is still very serious about doing things, or rather, this is a habit that Yan Xiaoyi developed when he used to play games, he is always able to endure loneliness, and firmly believes in the principle of equivalent exchange, when you put in the effort, you will inevitably get the equivalent reward.

However, Yan Xiaoyi's karate journey is obviously a long way to go, at least so far, Yan Xiaoyi has worked very hard, but has not yet gained anything, until the evening, Yan Xiaoyi patted a somewhat empty stomach, stuffed the karate album into his arms, and then climbed the river embankment to end another day of practice.

Yan Xiaoyi dialed Fu Xuan, and the news he got was very helpless, Yan Xiaoyi practiced for a day without the slightest gain, and Fu Xuan and Shanye Quanxi found a boxing coach for a day without any gain, of course, there are still boxing coaches, and there are very many, but they didn't find a satisfactory one, Fu Xuan and Shanye Quanxi still have a very common understanding on this point, since it is to teach Yan Xiaoyi boxing and let him beat the hall master, then at least he has the ability to knock down the two of them, and as a result, he interviewed more than a dozen, and he didn't even have the ability to survive two rounds from them. It wasn't until the end of the evening that the two of them realized that they were complete fools, if there was a boxer who could beat the two of them, did that mean that he could beat the gym owner? Since you can beat the owner, do you still need to apply?

So, both sides ended up without a problem, Fu Xuan and Shanye Quanxi were ready to retreat to the next best, not looking for a boxer, but looking for a coach, there is still a difference, being a master does not have to be able to fight, just be able to teach people, famous teachers produce high apprentices, apprentices can fight more than the master abounds!

Fu Xuan and Shanye Quanxi were still working hard, and Yan Xiaoyi was strolling around the commercial street with nothing to do, ready to find a restaurant to fill his stomach.

At this moment, the cry sounded, very harsh, very loud, it was the cry of a child.

Yan Xiaoyi looked back and saw a little boy pulling the corner of his mother's skirt, crying, and next to him was a toy shooting shop, which was the kind of toy gun that hit the wooden stopper, shot down some small animals, small animals of different difficulties, can be exchanged for prizes of different levels, this kind of entertainment facilities are very common in playgrounds, and can be seen occasionally in commercial streets, and business is still good.

The boy's mother didn't let the little boy play, but the little boy didn't get the prize he wanted, and he had piled up some small prizes around him, but none of them were to the little boy's liking.

The mother had no choice but to buy five more corked bullets for the little boy, but unfortunately four of them still flew off.

As the boy was about to fire the fifth corked bullet, the muzzle of the gun was suddenly pressed.

"How about I help you?" Yan Xiaoyi squatted down with a smile and said, "If I can't hit, I'll pay you five bullets!" ”

The little boy glanced at his mother, then stuffed the toy gun into Yan Xiaoyi's hand and said, "Bat, I'm going to hit that bat!" ”

The boy's mother apologized, "Sir, I'm sorry to ......"

"It's okay!"

Yan Xiaoyi interrupted the mother's words with a smile, raised the gun to aim, the bat was a plastic piece of piano wire, only half the size of a palm, swaying from side to side, and the rockery as a cover, it was indeed difficult to fight, but it was not difficult for Yan Xiaoyi, the muzzle of the gun moved with the bat, and suddenly shot before the bat hid in the rockery, the wooden plug hit the bat, and then the bat quickly rotated along the piano line.

"Yay!"

The little boy laughed happily and took the fluffy pirate bear from the clerk.

"It's really bothering you!" The little boy's mother took out an armed book from her bag and handed it to Yan Xiaoyi, "Little thanks." ”

Yan Xiaoyi smiled and took the armed book, this was purely an accident, he just wanted to help the little boy, and he didn't expect to trigger a small task, but there was a reward to take, and he didn't take it for nothing, and Yan Xiaoyi took the armed book and looked at it, his eyes suddenly lit up, and there was a hint of enlightenment in his head!

My own martial arts, I found it!

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