jmnnnnnn blink of an eye, as expected, white middle-aged man. He beckoned to me.

I didn't say anything, but walked over.

The white middle-aged man motioned for me to come closer.

As I approached, he turned his head beside me and whispered, "Originally, this was the case." You shouldn't be allowed to get involved. But I can see that your kung fu has been passed on to you by the Master. Today, you're stuck at a threshold. This pass is the pass for beating people. You have passed this level, and in the future, you will be able to reach it with your shot. If you can't pass it, you will be scared of three points first. In that case, I was blind to this kung fu. "

I listen to this. I nodded.

The middle-aged man said again: "I don't know your master, but everyone is a martial artist. Today, I'll mention it, I will mention you. Do you understand? "

I said, "Thank you!" "

The middle-aged man smiled at the white purity: "Okay, go out in a while, I'll pass you another one, a set of formulas I learned when I was young in Hunan." That's it."

Speaking of this, the white middle-aged man raised his voice and said: "In the house, the place is small, Zhao Xiaowu, let's go out and fight!" "

Zhao Xiaowu said in a low voice: "Okay!" "

If you want to change this matter to ordinary people, you will definitely turn your mind to think about it. Am I not stupid, how can I stand out and fight for others, am I such a fool?

But in terms of martial arts, I am doing this to pass a pass.

Those who practice martial arts, from practice to fighting, are a big hurdle!

Some people are impressive in their practice, and even the master and father have seen it, and they all say that this person has practiced very well, not bad. But I really started to fight, and I was timid. And, it's still the kind of cowardice.

Some people, playing in the ring, are good players in the rules game. But if you really hit that kind of life-and-death fist, it won't work at all.

What a great opportunity today.

I can't wait for years.

There are high men here, on the side, who sweep the battle for me. Then, these dozen or so, strong men, hooligans, and ruffians who have been fighting all year round, came to feed me and let me fight life and death.

It's simply something you can't find.

How could I not say yes.

In the blink of an eye, it's all outside.

Heavy rain is still falling.

We were all standing outside, a large open space, divided into two sides, and stood.

Click, click, thunder!

I stripped naked, pulled my belt, and checked my shoelaces again. I stood up with a nonchagrinous step, facing the group of guys with teeth and claws three meters away, I was raising my murderous spirit.

At this time.

The white middle-aged man, the one surnamed Cheng, let's call Uncle Cheng first.

Uncle Cheng held up a big black umbrella, stood next to me, reached out and patted me on the shoulder and said, "Young man, you are stunned and listen." Your strength is not transparent now, your strength is not penetrating, and you have no strength to hit it. How to fight this thoroughly, remember my words, if you want to do things, you can't set your goal on that thing, you have to set it a little further. Don't say more, just this sentence, you hear it clearly, remember it. Remember it to the death. "

"This is one, and two, I'll pass you a dozen fight songs. When your uncle and I were young, we were brave and ruthless, not good people, who served as soldiers, killed people, and were demobilized. In Hunan, I met a high-ranking person and passed on my fight song. After I learned, I stopped fighting indiscriminately. "

"That's what this song says!"

"Dantian comes in one breath?? Breathing is all about the middle?? Short three-point rainbow?? The six senses only argue with the enemy?? Protect the head, face, chest and crotch?? Grab the shoulders and elbows to fill in?? Meaning to chase the fist waist leg bow?? Seven points of ruthlessness and three points of leisure?? The fist is so hollow that it shatters?? Fight the gods and devils crying to the sky. "

Uncle Cheng finished speaking, and said with his back hand: "Do you understand?" "

There was a hint of joy on my face: "I don't understand!" "

Uncle Cheng laughed: "It's right if you don't understand, just fight a god and devil to cry!" "

I don't understand it, can I not understand it?

This may not be understood by ordinary people, but I have read ancient books for so many years, what is the Tao Te Ching, what is Huainanzi, the Analects, the University, the Huang Ting Jing, and so on.

Letting these things smoke also smokes my brain.

Not to mention the fight song, I explained all the essentials of attention when fighting.

Just talking about that penetration, what's going on?

It's very simple, hit a goal, and you can't use the goal as the end point to play hard. Imagine that the infinite void behind the target should be smashed to pieces with one punch!

Have this in mind. Although, you can't reach it, but you must have this thought.

In this way, the goal is strong and the process is clean! Pretty to the extreme.

Like a knife chopping wood, you set the target on the firewood, and this knife will definitely cut continuously, and you have to set the target, on the earth behind the firewood, or something, and think, with one sword, cut the land in two.

In this way, with a knife, the firewood will naturally open.

It's the same with running, if you set a hundred meters, you may not run well, but if you set a hundred and fifty meters, then the 100 meters you run are definitely the best example of your strength.

Furthermore, people are not the same!

Isn't it just an experience for us to live! Experience is the most important thing. And in the process of going through, the pursuit, money, wealth, profit, power, and so on, but! It's just something outside the body!

Therefore, people live without a certain goal. It is a goal that is set and realistic, but can never be reached.

Only then can we stir up the God in us!

Uncle Cheng, what a master!

In a word, I will tell the strength clearly and clearly!

Thank you! Uncle Cheng! Look at the juniors, how to clean up these donkey balls and horse eggs!

A heart.

I stood in the heavy rain, accompanied by the sound of thunder, took a horse step, raised the tip of my elbow, aimed at the bunch of things, and placed the other fist flat on the heart, sinking the dantian qi, and learning from the horse biaozi.

"Huh, ha!"

A loud shout.

Uncle Cheng was shocked: "Baji! "

Before he could say a second word, I had already rushed over.

Bang!

A guy rushed at me, and as soon as I twisted my body, a big elbow knocked me off.

Ha!

I raised my fist, bam! A big swing of the fist, and another goods, knocked over in the rain.

"I'm your mother!"

One guy picked up a board and slapped it at me.

I raised my arm, and the thought of Master Ruan's hard bridge and hard horse flashed through my mind. The muscles of the arm, first loosened, then upward, tightened.

Bang!

Pieces of broken wood, accompanied by rain, shot in all directions.

"Go!"

Moving his hips horizontally, he punched with a horse step, and directly knocked the opponent over.

At this time, Uncle Cheng shouted again: "Iron Fist? "

I ignored it, snorted forward, and took two steps.

The other party, swish, retreat

I'm ha!

With a drink, he rushed over and started fighting.

Beat the gods and devils to cry!

In the rain, I was also kicked and punched, but my body did not move, I did not move, my fists were fists to the flesh, my horse walked, I did not waver, and my steps were steady.

Bang bang bang!

"Hah!" Fengdong spit.

In the end, I learned Ma Biaozi's frame again and shouted.

On the ground, lay a piece!

At this point, I rushed over the threshold of beating people!

Uncle Cheng smiled at me, his eyes showed infinite approval, and then, he lost his umbrella and said to Zhao Xiaowu, "Let's come!" "

Zhao Xiaowu remained silent and took off his raincoat.

That's when I saw a bearded face with endless menace.

Zhao Xiaowu took off his clothes, layer by layer, until he showed his big arms.

Uncle Cheng smiled faintly.

"For you, I didn't come according to those politenesses, I did it!"

It's just a faint four words, I did it! As soon as I exited, I, a young man who had just achieved something, immediately felt that there was a gap.

That kind of intention, that momentum, and then, the speed at which he moved.

To be honest, I didn't see it clearly, I only saw Uncle Cheng, his body flashed, and he swept forward and arrived in front of Zhao Xiaowu.

The two shook each other a few times.

But just a few times, I saw that the rain lines around them were crooked.

I don't know if it's a delusion or something else.

Anyway, I was like, that's it.

Almost, just two seconds.

Uncle Cheng: "You're rubbish, really, really rubbish!" "

Then, Zhao Xiaowu bent over and covered his stomach, and Uncle Cheng reached out to his back, the position of the lumbar spine, pinched, and took it twice.

Zhao Xiaowu bent over, fell to the ground, and pumped.

"That's it!"

Uncle Cheng took the umbrella handed by the blue half-sleeves and said to him lightly: "For a while, you put these things in the bunch, find two people who can move, and let them carry Zhao Xiaowu down the mountain, let's bring him to justice!" "

The rain was still falling, and the thunder rumbled and exploded in my ears.

I stood in the rain, looking at the ground, the thing that had just knocked me down, the donkey ball and the horse egg. In my heart, I felt a little weak in addition to a thousand emotions.

The legs are so heavy, and there are faint pains in several places on the body.

I really wanted to find a place to get a good night's sleep, and then sleep in the dark until I was relieved of my sleepiness.

Thinking of this, I was about to turn around and go to the house.

Cold, Uncle Cheng stopped me.

"Come, come here, come here, come here! Uncle will say two words to you. "

I bothered my spirits and walked over.

Uncle Cheng looked at me: "Eight poles, or is it the first vein of the southern iron line?" "

At this time, I was quite excited, and I hadn't let go yet, and when I heard Uncle Cheng ask, I immediately sank my temper, and recalled carefully, probably, I scribbled about it, and I learned the arts.

But I don't know any of Ma Biaozi, Master Ruan's name.

I didn't say where these two people live now, but I just roughly talked about my chance.

After listening to this, Uncle Cheng said with emotion: "Good boy, good kung fu." This is also a good master, who really set his heart to teach you. By the way, just now, did you feel tired and wanted to sleep like that? "

I rubbed my shoulders and said, "Yes, Uncle Cheng, I'm so sleepy, I really want to sleep." "

Uncle Cheng: "Don't sleep!" Don't stop, you've just finished the pass, and your heart is all high. If you don't take a break, it's easy to have an accident and not say anything, and if you don't do it, you can still stop your kung fu. Come! You work together, you work, and look at what those things are doing for you. "

"By the way, this is Teacher Zhu."

Uncle Cheng bowed and led the dry old man who was rubbing big beads