"Guoshu...... What's that?"

Now that the country has just reformed and opened up, the inland has begun to be influenced by Hong Kong films, and various martial arts novels and martial arts movies are all the rage. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Xia Yang said lightly: "The martial arts that only kill the enemy and don't perform are called national arts." ”

"Hiss!" Hu Bayi and Wang Fatzi took a breath at the same time, and there was a feeling of uncertainty. Only kill the enemy, not perform, this is different from the traditional martial arts performed outside, it is definitely real kung fu!

"Brother Xia, I still don't understand what national art is?"

Xia Yang smiled at this simple little girl and patiently explained: "At the end of the Qing Dynasty and the beginning of the Republic of China, in order to resist foreign humiliation, the revolutionary party led by Mr. Sun vigorously advocated martial arts, in order to strengthen the country and strengthen the species, so the martial arts of various sects, such as Xingyi, Baji, Taiji, Bagua, Tongbei, Praying Mantis, Poke Foot, Hong Boxing, Iron Wire, Splitting and Hanging, Bounce Legs, Wrestling, etc., are all collectively referred to as national arts, and you can also understand it as the art of defending the country and killing the enemy on the battlefield. ”

"A strong country, a strong species. Hu Bayi had been a soldier and had been on the battlefield, and when he heard Xia Yang's words, he chewed these four words carefully, and his face couldn't help but become solemn, and a sense of admiration surged in his heart, and the scene of that era also appeared in his mind.

In the land of China, the smoke is everywhere, countless benevolent people, revolutionary martyrs, for the country and the nation, bravely killed the enemy on the battlefield, and shed the last drop of blood of their bodies, what a noble spirit!

Although Wang Fatzi is greedy for money, has no practical skills, and loves to brag, his consciousness is still very high, and he also put away the expression of his hippie smiling face when he heard the words.

"It's amazing! Brother Xia, no wonder my mastiffs seem to be a little afraid of you. Yingzi looked admiring.

Mastiff does not only refer to the Tibetan mastiff, in the northeast, people call the huge dogs mastiff, and the Tibetan mastiff is not exactly the same.

Hunter herders living in the northern steppe forests were threatened by wild animals such as wolves and black bears, and it was difficult for ordinary hunting dogs to deal with them, so they learned the way to raise mastiffs from Tibet. As the saying goes, nine dogs and one mastiff, this sentence does not mean that there can be a mastiff out of nine dogs. It must be a female dog with a good bloodline, and a litter gives birth to nine puppies at the same time, and these nine puppies are locked in the ground after birth, and they are not given food and drink, and they are allowed to kill each other, and the only one that survives in the end is a mastiff.

Mastiffs are fierce by nature, and three mastiffs can tear a young man-bear to pieces. And these mastiffs were raised by Yingzi herself, she naturally knew how powerful they were, but these mastiffs actually had a vague sense of fear in front of Xia Yang, which was an unprecedented miracle!

"Then Brother Xia, what kind of kung fu are you practicing?" she asked curiously.

Yingzi's words reminded Xia Yang of everything in the Jingwu world, and finally sighed lightly and said, "I practice Huo Jiaquan and Baji Boxing. ”

"I seem to have heard of Bajiquan, what is Huo Jiaquan?" asked Wang Fatzi.

It is a boxing method founded by Huo Quai, a famous anti-Hungarian general in the Western Han Dynasty. Xia Yang said. Because of the long time gap, he didn't say that he was Huo Yuanjia's disciple. "And what I learned was passed down from the lineage of the first generation of grandmaster, Mr. Huo Yuanjia. ”

The three of them were shocked again! Huo Quai, Huo Yuanjia, these two are both historical celebrities. Especially the latter, Xiangjiang just filmed a "Huo Yuanjia" last year, and after it was introduced to the mainland, it caused a huge sensation, and the classic theme song "The Great Wall Will Never Fall" was sung all over the country.

Fat Wang licked his lips, and his eyes shone brightly: "Brother Xia, can you teach me?"

"Yes. Xia Yang glanced at him: "As long as you are willing to work hard and practice diligently, after ten or eight years, you may be able to practice." ”

"Ten years and eight years?" Wang Fatzi was confused: "How many years is it to practice kung fu? ”

"Perhaps, but I won't. Xia Yang shook his head.

He didn't lie, looking at the age of Wang Fatzi, he was probably in his thirties, and if he practiced martial arts now, it would be difficult to achieve anything. If you can endure hardships and persevere, then it's another matter, maybe after ten or eight years, you can practice Mingjin, and you can be regarded as a good hand.

As for dark energy and chemical energy, it requires understanding, talent, chance, and more importantly, luck, all of which are indispensable!

"Fatty, don't be ashamed. Hu Bayi couldn't stand it: "You think it's a novel, and I'll give you a peerless skill in a few days." ”

"That's it!" Yingzi also glanced at him with contempt: "Real kung fu must take time to practice, just like us hunters, we also have to rely on time to accumulate experience, how can we learn it in a short time." ”

"I'm ......" Wang Fat muttered, feeling a little reluctant. Ten or eight years? The fat man didn't have that idle time.

It was Yingzi who looked at Xia Yang with expectant eyes: "Brother Xia, I also want to learn kung fu, can you teach me? Don't worry, I'm not afraid of hardship." ”

Xia Yang nodded and smiled slightly: "Okay, after finding a place to settle down later, I'll teach you how to stand on the pile." ”

The men packed up, took their horses and mules to the place they had been before, and walked all the way, until at last they found a safe place to sleep in the open before dark.

Yingzi is worthy of being an experienced hunter, and she is very skilled in mountain and forest life, and under her guidance, everyone gathered firewood to make a fire, set up camp, and it didn't take long to arrange it properly, and the wild boar leg was set up on the fire. Sprinkled with the salt and spices brought, the scent of wild boar legs quickly wafted out.

Xia Yang has lived in the wilderness for more than half a year and has eaten a lot of game, but he has never eaten wild boar.

With such a thick hind leg, it was definitely more than enough for a few of them to eat. But Xia Yang's qi and blood are huge, and the amount of food is amazing, and after eating, Hu Bayi, Wang Fatzi, and Yingzi, almost all of them looked at most of his legs in amazement, and entered his stomach alone.

With a little unfinished, Xia Yang was not embarrassed to say that he was actually only six points full. After eating, he chatted casually with them, and only then did he learn that it was 1982.

As a post-90s generation before the time-travel, he was not born in 1982, and he can't imagine what the situation was like in China in the 80s. It's just that compared to the Jingwu world, although this plane has hidden crises, at least there is no war, and the people are stable and stable.

After gossiping for a while, he said to Yingzi: "Come, Yingzi, I'll teach you how to practice pile gong." As he spoke, he glanced at Hu Bayi and Wang Fatzi deeply: "Brother Hu, Brother Wang, if you are interested, come and learn it." ”

The two of them were naturally interested, Hu Bayi got up from the ground and walked towards them: "Brother Xia, Brother Hu can listen to the crepe, you still call me Lao Hu." ”

Wang Fatzi also came over, grinned and said, "Me too, what Brother Wang, I heard it awkwardly, just call me fat." ”

Xia Yang looked at the age of the two of them, they were about to be in their early thirties, which did not match the word "old", but if they were called like this, they did feel that the relationship was much closer, so he agreed and changed his name.