Chapter Ninety-Five: Boxer Village
Boxing is willing, clumsy and ingenious, and difficult to will; If you want to understand the reason of the change of all things in the natural movement, and from the power of the change of all things, you can realize the rhythm of other people's boxing flaws, and take advantage of the void to enter, like a water seepage. β³οΏ οΌ
Tang Long boxed and never practiced fighting, and he once seriously asked Bruce Lee about this aspect, and his answer was - desperately stereotyped.
In the long history of martial arts, blind obedience and imitation are common problems between most martial artists and students, and the reason is partly due to human nature, and partly related to conservative and traditional factions; Everyone who belongs to a certain sect always means that he is the only one who has the truth, and the skills developed to the exclusion of other sects are flashy.
When you really fight with people, the fighting is not fixed, but alive, fancy and fantasy moves, which are both incompetent and limited and rigid in the original flow of skills; At best, these moves are just blind obedience and useless exercises; One faction does not directly look at the problem, but blindly follows the form and fixed moves, and falls deeper and deeper into it, until it has no way to extricate itself.
To perceive everything with superpsychic power, until the participant has reached a mysterious, illusory and even insoluble state; These are futile and meaningless intentions that cannot be reconciled with changing standards.
Tang, I want you to become a martial artist with a free and creative spirit.
In the eyes of traditional boxers, these rebellious words are very good, but they are a good illustration that since the glory of the national arts in the late Qing Dynasty and the early Republic of China, the current situation of the martial arts circle today is only the ancestors, there is no innovation and continuation of the spirit, ignorance and backwardness, conservative and self-contained.
Left straight punch, right straight punch, poke jab, hand fist, side kick, spin kick, kick kick, Tang Long constantly used different fighting techniques to hit the tree, it was not a repetitive and meaningless exercise; With every punch, Tang Long is testing his strength and speed, as well as groping for a better, combined attack mode, his brain is not running for a moment, simple movement, brainless animals will also do it, what he wants to do is not as simple as it seems.
"Don't sleep?" After Tang Long cracked the last piece of bark, he turned his head and asked.
John, the long-haired child, was looking at him with interest, and then, turning around and running, just when Tang was speechless, the little guy ran over with the sleepy-eyed shemale translator.
Pa Song sighed, "Mr. Xia, John asked you, what kind of boxing did you just fight, is it muay Thai (Muay Thai)?" β
"No, it's Jeet Kune Do, a fighting technique."
"He asked you, Muay Thai or Jeet Kune Do, who is better?"
"In boxing, there is no difference between high and low, only the user, there is a difference between strong and weak." Tang Long said seriously, I don't know what's going on, every time he sees this war orphan, he thinks of himself back then.
John hurriedly said a few words to the shemale translator, "He said, I want to learn boxing from you, is it okay?" β
"Learn boxing?" Tang Long shrugged his shoulders, "Yes." β
He made a vigilant gesture and beckoned with his palm, "Come, punch me." β
After translating, John hesitated for a moment, and punched lightly, which was just held by Tang Long, and laughed embarrassedly.
"Come on, let me tell you, there are a few problems with your punch."
"The arms are just a carrier of strength, and when you punch, you don't just shake your arms, but you have to concentrate the strength of your whole body, shoulders, hips, arms, and feet to participate in a violent attack in unison."
"Come again!"
'Smack'
"Well, that's good, you've consciously started to adjust your posture and strength, but first, before mastering the punching technique, the most basic thing is that your fist is not in the right way, roll your fingertips towards your palm, right-" Tang Long handled the operation, "pressed his thumb tightly on the four fingers that were clenched, and the tip of his thumb extended to the middle of his middle finger. β
"You have to know that unless it's a vital point or belly, every place you hit on a person, you will come into contact with hard bones, if your strength is not right, the wrist joint and knuckle are not well coordinated, and the force is too strong, you will break the hand......"
"You're having a good time with this kid," Xia Min glanced at the other party, and on the motorcycle, John was gesturing with Tang Long with great interest, making a 'giggle' laugh.
"Don't play any more, let him point in the direction, we're going to the next village to resupply and find out some news along the way, the Renaissance Army is a large new and rising force, and we don't even know where they are active now."
The tandem motorcycle carried the weight of four people and ran away in a puff of smoke......
It was a large village, surrounded by plantain trees and bamboo fences, and some old-dressed, dark-skinned men and women were working in the paddy fields, and a few naked children were playing nearby.
"Finally, there are people again-" Tang Long sighed, there is no hotel in this kind of village, after the bargaining of the ladyboy translator, after paying the price of two guns, the four of them rented one of the rooms, in the Golden Triangle, only guns and big smoke are the real hard currency.
"I'm going to buy something to eat, I've been eating compressed biscuits for a few days, and they're a little greasy, can you come?" Xia Min grumbled a few words, Tang Long shrugged his shoulders and followed, but he found that this village was a bit abnormal, or rather, too rich.
The villagers who come and go, not to mention wearing gold and silver, at least everyone has one or two pieces of jewelry, and they are full of temperament, and they don't seem to be running around for work all day; He noticed that on the side of the road, or in the nearby yard, there were many black guys with strong muscles and strong bodies, struck the banana tree violently with their calf bones or fist bones, different from Tang Long's exercise, their purpose seemed to be just to make the muscles and bones stronger, and the sound of 'bang' seemed to never stop.
Some of the others were playing sandbags, some were skipping ropes, or they were fighting each other, and there were some other exercise equipment nearby, which seemed to be quite precious.
This style of fighting, after a long time, will damage the body, Tang Long frowned, overdrawing his potential, letting the bones harden, cortical calluses, and obtaining steel fists and iron feet, standard Muay Thai style, this village, it looks unusual!
Just as Xia Min was talking to the vendor opposite in a broken language that he had learned from a ladyboy translator, a nearby passer-by suddenly said, "Chinese? β
"You'reβ" The two looked at the middle-aged man opposite, with a shrewd face, balding, looking at them in surprise, and the key was that he spoke fluent Mandarin.
"Me too! Coming from Yunnan, do some small business here. β
There is a way to see a fellow countryman, two tears in his eyes, in a foreign land, it is rare to see a familiar face, can not bear his kind invitation, the two of them came to a courtyard where he lives, a bit like a small attic on the second floor, here, there is such a foothold, the small business he said, should be just humble words.
Later, as soon as I listened to his explanation, the two of them understood, Kokang bordered Dima Ankang in Yunnan Province, he saw the business opportunity, and also found the right way, from the inland to transport some daily necessities to sell here, the price is often several times higher, and after coming and going, he became a rich person.
"Brother Zhou, why is this village a little different?" At the wine table, Tang Long couldn't help but ask, this is also the practice of Chinese people, if you have something to do, come to the table first.
"You don't know? This is the famous boxing king village! Zhou Yang, a businessman from Yunnan, took a sip of wine and said: "Originally, like other poor villages, life had problems, but since the cultivation of several Muay Thai champions, the reputation has spread more and more, and more and more people have come to visit; The local old people do have a hand, and the boxing they teach is very lethal, and the environment here is sinister, and often practicing boxing is the only way out. β
"Is that so?"
"Brother, don't underestimate them, the hundreds of boxers outside, if they practice well, they will go to the ring and make a lot of money, and if they don't practice well, they will go to be the bodyguards of the gang's gang, or they will be recruited by the regular army, and they are very energetic, and some drug lords dare not move here."
"You can see it," Tang Long nodded: "Brother, you are familiar with this place, let me inquire with you, do you know the news of the Revival Army?" β
Zhou Yang's expression tightened, and he lowered his voice: "What are you asking for?" β