?? I looked at the strength and strength in Qi Kai's body.

I suddenly had a feeling.

My brother, he will do it! Certain! It will definitely be done!

Because. I can see that this incident has provoked Qi Kai's 'god'.

God moves, and does things. Intentions, hard work, even if there are bumps and bumps on the way, it is just bumps, in the end, it can still be done!

On the same day, Tang Yan and I were at Qi Kai's house. Helped make a meal together.

During the dinner, each of us drank another bottle of beer.

After eating. I originally asked Qi Kai to come with me and send Tang Yan home.

But Zikai said. He didn't want to be that big light bulb.

Let me send it alone.

Tang Yan blushed.

Then, I walked side by side with her in the goose feather snow, step by step, to her house.

The wind was tight.

The one who blows, the cold swishs.

"Are you cold?" Tang Yan turned her head to look at me.

I grinned: "Let's practice martial arts, where do you know that it's cold!" Not cold, not cold! "

Tang Yan smiled: "Look at you, you are still practicing martial arts, and the big snot is about to freeze out." Come! This scarf, you wrap it. "

Tang Yan stretched out her hand to take off the scarf around her neck.

I waved my hand: "No, no, you see, it's so cold this day, I didn't take off the down jacket for you, it's good." "

"You have it, you take off your down jacket." Tang Yan looked at me with disgust, lowered her head and thought about it, and said, "Then let's go around one." "

A faint sentence, let's wrap one.

In an instant, it warmed my heart.

Then, as if we had a tacit understanding, Tang Yan untied a large section of her scarf and wrapped it around my neck, and I walked two steps side by side next to her, and then, it didn't feel like that.

I hesitated, hesitated, struggled inwardly, strained.

Two minutes later, I reached out and slowly, slowly put my arms around Tang Yan's shoulders.

She didn't struggle, I hugged her like this, and the two of us together, facing the goose feathers and heavy snow flying in the sky, step by step, on the street, moving, walking

How I wish that the road that day would never be finished.

I believe that Tang Yan thinks the same way.

However, after more than half an hour, despite the two of us, I still sent her to the bottom of the corridor.

"Martial arts practitioners, hug me." Tang Yan suddenly raised her head and said this boldly.

I was stunned for a moment, and then, decisively, reached out and hugged her.

Tang Yan put her chin on my shoulder.

The two of us hugged for a while, and Tang Yan murmured: "After the New Year, my family is about to move, and before, my father bought a house in Changchun." My mom has gone to live. I'm going to finish this semester here, and I'm going to have to get over it. Guan Ren, I"

I was stupid.

Completely stupid, I don't know, without Tang Yan, what would my life be.

Yes, it's a kind of absence, a feeling of being taken away from something, it's very uncomfortable, it's very uncomfortable.

But, me

I don't have the strength, I don't have the power to leave her.

"I love you!"

Suddenly, Tang Yan said these three words, and then, as soon as she struggled, she raised her head, kissed me on the lips, and ran into the corridor.

"I'll write to you, I'll write to you!"

In the corridor, Tang Yan's crying voice was heard.

I felt like I was going to cry.

But I didn't let myself cry, I wanted to rush into the corridor and pull Tang Yan out, but I already heard the sound of her opening the door and entering the house.

I

I gritted my teeth and ran as hard as I could, running with all my strength.

I ran, all the way to the wasteland in the suburbs, and then I knelt there, I shouted the name of Qi Kai, Tang Yan, and I burst into tears!

My best brother and my favorite girl left me and left me away.

This was a big blow to me as a teenager.

After that, I didn't come back for half a month.

Then, at the end of the semester, I didn't play well, and I only got eleven in the exam.

Tang Yan left with her family.

At the end of the term, she moved away.

Before leaving, she asked someone in her class to give me something.

It was, the scarf we wore together, that night.

Pale pink, rabbit fur, the smell on it, very fragrant, very fragrant

Next, we took the holidays.

On the first day of the holiday, I went to Ma Biaozi.

This biao was sitting on the kang drinking by himself, and when he saw me coming, he glanced at me and said, "What's wrong! Got into a fight again? "

I shook my head.

Ma Biaozi: "Got the target?" "

I nodded, then shook my head again.

Ma Biaozi: "Okay, okay, you guys, this is puberty, it's good to pass this energy." "

I was angry: "What do you know, that's my first love, my first love, she, she just told me, I love you, she, she moved away with the family, and, I, my good brother, him"

I roared and told the story.

Ma Biaozi was not annoyed, but he was happy, and when the music was over, he said, "Come, let's have two cups?" "

"Drink it!"

I went over, accompanied Ma Biaozi, and drank more than two taels.

There are only two taels, which are still scalded, and the hot wine feels very comfortable after drinking. I still want to drink, but Ma Biaozi stopped me and didn't let me drink it.

Then he said, "Don't drink it yet, tomorrow, I'll teach you to be strong!" Also, I remember that the other day, I didn't go out. "

I said, "Yes, yes." "

Ma Biaozi: "I met a high-ranking person, put him there, and grinded a technique to pass on to you." "

I said, "What work?" "Privately, bird's blood.

Ma Biaozi: "Round pile!" "

Ma Biaozi is always able to surprise me at critical times.

He said that if you learn to work hard, you must stand on a round pile. Of course, they also have eight poles, and they also have pile skills, and they also have methods of practicing strength. But it was his master's thing, and he swore to his ancestor that he couldn't pass on the master's thing.

Therefore, he deliberately followed him to the field, sharpened a master, and learned this round pile and the method of strength to teach me.

The next day, when I got up early in the morning, I practiced and finished writing the paper, and then went to Ma Biaozi's.

After arriving, Ma Biaozi began to teach me formally.

Actually, this round pile is very simple.

The way of standing is the same as that of the nine bows in the horse step.

It's just that the horse step is a low pile station, and the round is a high pile. In addition, there is a slight difference in the mind.

Ma Biaozi said that it was that sentence that made him grind that person for more than a week.

Yes, in martial arts, sometimes, with a word, a layer of window paper is pierced, which makes people take a few years, or even more than ten years of detours.

What is this phrase.

Quite simply, when standing on the pile, don't let the muscles, bones, and tendons support the body.

Let the spirit, the spirit, these empty things, support the body.

To put it simply, it is to let the body loosen and soften, but it does not fall, and the reason why it does not fall is that it is supported by the inner spirit.

This pile, to what point it stands, is done.

It was the man who stood there, not moving. The other man went to touch the muscles on his body, and from head to toe, they were all loose and soft.

Round and empty, return to infinity.

It's this pile, the root essence!

Fortunately, I have more than half a year of pile work to do the foundation, plus, waist, hips, let Ma Biaozi and Master Ruan open it.

So, Ma Biaozi probably adjusted the shelf for me, and after a little reminder, I could immediately feel the big round ball between the two circled arms.

This ball is not my own imagination, but a feeling transmitted to me by my limbs after I stand on the shelf, the body structure, and the inner body reaches a certain level.

The ball is big, solid, and round.

My arms suddenly felt very tired, my chest, involuntarily contained, lower abdomen, deep in the navel, dantian position, slightly tightened.

But the legs are not loose, and the muscles of the calves and thighs are still tense.

There is sensation in the body, in the back, but the pectoral muscles, and the rest of the place, are in a state of relaxation.

Ma Biaozi looked at it and praised it slightly.

Then, he meant to let me stand on this pile for a week, and then teach me to exert force.

Thanks to Ma Biaozi, I have passed on a new pile of skills.

This stuff was better than any entertainment for me at the time. At the same time, it frees me from the pain of being separated from my friends and first love.

So, every day, it's okay, just stand on this round pile!

A week later.

I found Ma Biaozi and told him that my arm didn't seem to be able to hold the 'round'. My back, often, is tight, hot, swollen. My waist, as if I could breathe softly like my stomach.

Ma Biaozi was overjoyed, he deliberately reached out to me and pinched me a few times.

After verifying them one by one, Ma Biaozi said that my foundation is both solid and fast-improving.

Because, Ma Biaozi said, a normal practitioner, even if he is highly talented, wants to reach this level. If you don't have five or six years of basic skills, you can't do it at all!

Needless to say.

Without these two masters, I wouldn't be where I am now!

Subsequently, Ma Biaozi told me to stand in this round place.

Basically, it is to let the body relax and lift the spirit. Then, the fascia between the five organs of the body is brought out.

In this way, the strength in the body will be greater and greater.

That's all there is to it.

Ma Biaozi taught me a few more simple punches.

Horse step punch, straight punch, hook box, jab, hook box

It's very simple, it's basically boxing action. But Ma Biaozi said that if it really involves actual combat, there is still a step to follow. That step, also known as the mud step, is said to come from the Baguazhang vein. It is said that many different sects have this thing.

The implementation is specific, and the practice methods of each school are different.

Ma Biaozi is not very good at this.

Let's talk about force, it's very simple, punching out, not the strength of the arm. Rather, it is shoulders, back, waist, hips, legs, feet, abdomen, ribs, dantian, these places are integrated together to exert a force.

That is to say, when fighting, the arms and legs are just a shelf, a tool. The real source of strength is the dantian, waist, and hips.

In addition, the force is played out, and it is also required to have a slightly backward strength