Ma Biaozi is different from other warriors, he has a strong energy that even he can't control. This strength is very terrible, initiating Biaolai, what laws, principles, all unify the side.

Therefore, he was afraid that after getting into big trouble, he would implicate me.

However, since Ma Biaozi didn't say anything, it shows that I haven't practiced yet, so I just continue to practice.

So, every day is still dead.

At night, I would kneel, lie on the bed, and watch Huainanzi for a while. I try not to let myself fall asleep, word by word, word by word. Looking, looking, I seemed to see an old man, holding a small wolf pen in his hand, in front of me, stroke by stroke to put those words in pale yellow? colored on the paper.

The clouds are flowing and vigorous, and the strokes are removed, just like a move played by Ma Biaozi and Master Ruan.

Witnessing this scene and understanding this feeling, I can't help but think of the martial arts cheats engraved on the stone wall in the chivalrous journey.

This Huainanzi, is it a cheats?

I smiled dumbly, I thought, this is a book of preaching, **, talking about politics, thinking.

It's this kind of unknowing.

I practice, I feel, I don't show off, I don't show off.

Then, a force was born in me, and this energy changed my aura.

Students, you are starting to be willing to get in touch with me.

The girls also like to ask me to help them copy their songbooks. Then he stuffed me with a piece of candy or a bag of snacks or something.

In class, I was able to concentrate on it.

I basically understood what the teacher said. You can also take the initiative to speak, including going to the blackboard and doing the example problems assigned by the teacher.

I have never understood why some children who study martial arts know about fighting and attending classes every day, but they can't concentrate on listening to lectures, let alone studying hard.

With this question in mind, that day, Wednesday afternoon, I took the time to go to Ma Biaozi's fish shed.

It just so happened that he was going to push a cart to sell fish.

We were on the way, and we talked about this topic.

Then Ma Biaozi said, those who practice martial arts, the first great precept, are brave and ruthless, showing off!

Kung Fu is not that it can't be exposed, and it can't be released. But choose the right time, place, and occasion to come out.

And what is the right time, place, occasion?

Ask your heart and you'll know.

If you can't do this, all you learn is the art of fighting, and there are all kinds of harm but no benefit to people, feelings, reason, law, and society!

And such a person will be difficult to enter the true martial arts for the rest of his life!

Suddenly, I realized!

But in the end, I still told Ma Biaozi what I thought in my heart.

&ldquo Ma Biaozi, I really want to find someone to fight. &rdquo

Ma Biaozi hehe Yile said: &ldquo It's a good thing to have this heart, but it's also a bad thing. See how you use it. By the way, aren't you a good handwriter? There is a class in the teacher's door, which is for us apprentices to copy the scriptures, what Tao Te Ching, Huang Ting Jing, Lao Tzu Qingjing Sutra or something. Yes, and the Heart Sutra. Although I write sloppily, I don't bother to copy it. You might as well copy it, cultivate God, and straighten out your mind. As for fighting a &hellip&hellip&rdquo

Ma Biaozi thought for a while and said: &ldquo When the opportunity comes, I will naturally let you make a move. &rdquo

I took the order and thanked Ma Biaozi.

Then, when I went home that night, I found a calligraphy teacher and borrowed a copy of the Tao Te Ching, which I copied.

I copied the two-day period.

At the same time, it was time for the school to have a sports day.

I heard that this sports meeting, the surrounding counties and cities, as well as the people from the education committee above, attach great importance to it. It is said that it is necessary to choose a few suitable seedlings and cultivate them well. Anyway, I see that Qi Kai is very busy, and sometimes, he has to train at night. So, the job of sending Tang Yan home was handed over to me.

As for me and Tang Yan.

With her, on the way home, I listened to her more, her learning, experience, and many other things.

I had become more low-key and contemplated, listening to her, rarely talking, and only occasionally smiling at her.

For the first time, Tang Yan put her arm around me at the entrance of her house and leaned her face on my shoulder for a while. About three seconds. Then, she pushed me away and ran into the hallway.

I smelled Tang Yan's hair, it was very fragrant, very fragrant.

I grinned, smirked at her back.

But my heart is very indifferent!

Is it because I don't like her? The answer is yes, very much.

So, why am I not having a fast heartbeat?

I think that's probably what changed after practicing martial arts. I'm no longer fanatical, I'm calm, even in front of my beloved girl, I can still be calm, smile, and watch. And then provide all the love I can.

In the blink of an eye, the sports meeting is about to begin.

The night before, after evening self-study, I was busy with my classmates at school for a while about the sports day. I found Qi Kai and asked him when he would be home, and he said that the PE teacher had something to tell him and that he might have to be late.

I said, then I'll send Tang Yan.

Qi Kai said okay, don't wait for me.

That's it, sent Tang Yan home.

On the way back, I suddenly felt weak all over my body, and I was sweating profusely. I went to a street shop and bought two bottles of water, and drank it in a big gulp, a little better. But the body is still weak, and the whole body is no longer painful, but a kind of indescribable, more maddening fatigue than pain.

At the same time, the spirit and will of the whole person fell to the freezing point all of a sudden.

I froze, standing under the street lamp, and I thought for a few minutes.

I understand.

I'm here, I've changed my strength!

I didn't expect it to be so painful.

It's not like pain, it's clear, it's clear, you can perceive it's where it's going, you can be clear, it's pain. But the change of strength is different.

It is not painful, but deep, from the depths of the soul, the lack of bones.

The spirit of the whole person, smack, is empty, and what positive energy in the brain, sunshine, righteousness, is gone. Some are full of negativity. What, I'm practicing so hard, why are I doing? I'm good at food, I'm well dressed, and my family's living conditions are not bad, so I'm not making trouble for myself?

I should be kind to myself, I should make myself comfortable, yes, what to practice, be comfortable, go home and sleep, and then say goodbye to this thing from now on.

Besides, Qi Kai has reconciled with me, I am in No. 1 Middle School, although I am not a campus tyrant, the boss, but no one dares to mess with me wherever I go. Girls seem to like me, and boys love to be friends and buddies with me.

I practice this, I suffer that hardship, what am I doing, what am I trying to do?

At that time, I was thinking about these things. What kind of martial arts training is all nonsense. What martial arts, what this and that, let's play eggs, Uncle Ben won't play anymore!

It's so uncomfortable!

This practice is a practice of &hellip&hellip

I held on to a telephone pole on the side of the road and took a long breath of air.

Physical, tired, weak, uncomfortable, tormented. All kinds of feelings, fear, loneliness, etc., like a nightmare, churning back and forth in the mind.

Am I going to die?

Hum! As long as you don't practice, you won't die!

That Ma Biaozi, will you scold me?

Ao, what is he, a madman. Look at the bear he looks like, he doesn't have a house, he lives in a shack.

In my heart, I completely rejected Ma Biaozi.

As for Master Ruan, he is a Southern Barbarian, what is he? Nothing! Let's be comfortable, study hard, take the university exam, deal with the object, get married, how comfortable it is. Don't follow yourself, you can't find yourself!

For a while, I was like a soulless, talking to myself, muttering for a while, I felt that this skill had been practiced in vain.

Useless! Now, how can you use martial arts? In the future, if you have money, you will be the uncle!

Hmph, maybe Ma Biaozi, Master Ruan is making a real deal with me. They're playing with me, otherwise how could I be so uncomfortable? What a change of strength, it must be a lie to me. Changing strength is like muscle fatigue at most, and it hurts for a few days. Hum! It's definitely fun.

To this day, I still remember these thoughts very clearly.

Changing strength, it is not simply a series of changes in the body, physiology, and so on. It's more like a spiritual, spiritual storm and baptism.

The human spirit, the will, at this moment, is not simply subjected to the physical pain, discomfort, and uncomfortable test. It is the negative emotion that constantly emerges in the spirit, the kind of negativity, depression, and negation of the extreme emotion.

This kind of affection is a very terrible thing.

Yes, I was at the time, if it wasn't for the next thing that happened.

Probably, like most people, when talking about martial arts, I will say, oh, when I was a child, I also stood on the pile and practiced boxing, but unfortunately, I stopped practicing it later. By the way, I've also soaked in medicinal soup, and I've drunk some herbs, haha, that thing is too bitter to practice.

Perhaps, I can still instruct others to practice this thing, what is wrong with your horse steps, when I was a child, there was an old man who taught me &hellip&hellip Maybe, I can still brag to others, I have met real masters, that's really powerful, Baji, do you understand? Fist of Iron, you know?

Then, I started in the vernacular.

But that incident changed me.

At that time, I walked home step by step, as if I had lost my soul. Walking, walking, I feel tired from moving my steps, so I might as well just sleep here. Or, if you're dead, forget it. Because being alive is also tiring.

That's right, that's exactly what I thought at the time.

The night was dark.

I turned into the alley leading to my home, my body was next to the wall, and I had just walked more than ten meters, when suddenly, I heard a curse in front of me.

&ldquo O you fuck, little bitch, I know why I didn't look for you? &rdquo

This is a very rich middle-aged voice.

I looked up and saw that not far away, I borrowed the moon and the lights in the courtyard of a forestry company next door, and I saw clearly that there were three adults, blocking a person under the wall and asking questions