When Xiang Bin ran back to the manor, Huzi was already waiting there, and when he saw Xiang Bin coming back, he immediately showed a smug look on his face.

Xiang Bin smiled bitterly in his heart, he didn't expect that this tiger was really a tiger, not to mention that his strength was so great at a young age, and his physical strength was so amazing. This guy was born to practice martial arts at all.

On the other hand, after running back and stopping, I felt that I had no strength in my body, and the feeling of exhaustion to the extreme came one after another, if it wasn't for the support of my will, I was afraid that I would really faint again at this time.

The shock left by the first meeting to Huzi has all been lost at this time.

"Brother Hammerhead, although your strength is greater than mine, you can't run as fast as me, hehe. Huzi leaned over to the hammer head and said proudly.

Xiang Bin smiled and didn't speak, Xiang Haidong walked over, pinched Huzi's ears and pulled him aside. Huzi screamed and struggled, Xiang Haidong said with a straight face: "Can you run very well? When you see the enemy in the future, you will run? The purpose of martial arts is to kill the enemy, not to see who runs fast! What is there to be proud of?!"

Huzi's face showed a bitter face, and he said stupidly: "Dad, I don't dare." ”

Xiang Haidong still kept a straight face: "If you like to run, run twice or three times a day in the future!"

Hearing this, Huzi's face was shocked, and he waved his hand again and again: "No, no, I can't run......"

Xiang Haidong snorted coldly, and after a while, he said to Xiang Bin: "Hammerhead, your physical strength is not as good as Huzi for the time being, but it doesn't matter, you are still young, and there is still room for growth." Moreover, martial arts do not rely on physical strength to win, and a real master can often determine the outcome with one move...... I'm teaching you a set of martial arts now, called 'Wrapping Fist', which is a basic martial art, and you two should watch it carefully. If you practice this set of boxing techniques often, you can increase your strength and strengthen your kidneys! If you practice well, there will be no problem in taking the exam, and you will be optimistic......

After that, Xiang Haidong put on a posture, his left foot approached the circle, stretched out a hand, and squatted slightly, as if holding a blooming lotus.

With a low shout, Xiang Haidong's eyes suddenly brightened, his spirit was excited to the peak, he took a small step forward, opened his fingers, and turned around.

Like holding a big net in his hand, Xiang Haidong's figure moved and tossed in front of Xiang Bin and Huzi, and his hands kept turning, like an eagle pounced on food, and a fierce tiger descended the mountain.

After a set of punches, Xiang Bin and Huzi looked relaxed and happy, although they didn't say a word, but their expressions were full of eagerness.

Xiang Haidong was obviously very satisfied with the expressions of the two, and he said solemnly: "The gist of this set of fists is summarized in three words: 'soft, strong, pulling', soft is the softness of the heart, no matter what kind of opponent you face, you must be like a deep and long river, there are endless obstacles, I take it slowly, and walk leisurely." Jin means that the strength should be sufficient, and the heart should be soft and the body should be hard. Like a wolf snatching food, the spirit should be vigorous, fierce, and indomitable. I'm going to teach you the basic movements, and you're going to have to go through them for yourselves.

"Dad, isn't this set of grappling fists very powerful, if you learn it, what kind of master can you beat?" asked Huzi.

Xiang Haidong smiled: "Awesome? Of course it's amazing, the world's martial arts are divided into twelve levels, and each level has three grades, a total of thirty-six grades." This set of fist wrapping is not even the lowest grade, it is just a basic martial art that does not enter the stream, do you say it is powerful!"

At first, when he heard Xiang Haidong say that he was powerful, Huzi looked very excited, and after listening to it, he knew that it was a rhetoric. The little face immediately drooped, and said listlessly: "Then what are you doing!"

Xiang Haidong's expression suddenly became serious: "What do you know! No matter how powerful the martial arts are, if the foundation is not good, it will be in vain! It's like digging a pond, the deeper you dig, the more water you can load." What happens if the pit is not dug properly and the water falls?"

Xiang Bin nodded and said: "The deeper the martial arts, the more water it represents, if the foundation is not laid, it means that the pit is not dug deep, and there is water that cannot be loaded." Therefore, if you don't lay a good foundation, you won't be able to cultivate advanced martial arts in the future, is that what you mean? ”

Xiang Haidong looked at Xiang Bin appreciatively and said, "That's right, that's the truth, so don't look at this fist wrapping as just the foundation, but it's actually very important, even more important than many advanced martial arts." ”

In my heart, I secretly wondered that the understanding of the hammer head was much stronger than that of the tiger, and the heart was also good, and the future achievements would inevitably be on it.

Huzi sighed, but he still looked indifferent.

Xiang Haidong saw it in his eyes and sighed. From the time Huzi was born, he had great expectations for him, and later as Huzi grew up day by day, Xiang Haidong found that this little guy's physique was surprisingly good, only five years old and like a seven or eight-year-old child, his strength was even more amazing, and his physical strength was also very good, and he couldn't beat him when he fought with other children, even children who were much older than him.

In any respect, Huzi is a good seedling for practicing martial arts, but only one thing, this child is too impatient, and he doesn't have much perseverance, and he is fresh about everything for a while, and he has no interest when it's over. made Dian Xiang Haidong very worried, and even very depressed.

Talent is important, but acquired perseverance and persistence are sometimes more important than talent.

After putting on a good posture, Xiang Haidong began to teach the two children to practice this fist with one move at a time.

Xiang Bin was depressed to find that if he talked about the qualifications for practicing martial arts, he was afraid that he would really lose too much to Huzi, just after one demonstration, Huzi had basically learned the routine of wrapping fists, and after two times, he could already fight from beginning to end, and practiced completely, and he just memorized three or five movements.

In his previous life, when he read martial arts novels, when it came to qualifications and understanding, some people could never forget it, no matter how complex martial arts were, Xiang Bin still didn't believe it, but when he saw it with his own eyes today, he couldn't help but believe it.

Maybe there is a kind of person who is born with a talent for sports, Xiang Bin doesn't understand, how can Huzi remember these complex movements so clearly, even if it is a set of radio gymnastics, it is impossible to learn it once, right?

Xiang Haidong continued to instruct Xiang Bin, teaching over and over again, while Huzi was getting more and more familiar with the practice, and even deliberately practiced at the fastest speed, showing off in front of Xiang Bin, and his expression became more and more proud.

Xiang Bin was a little embarrassed, even if he was mature and didn't care about a child, he felt a little ashamed at the moment, how many times had this been, and he hadn't learned it yet. Could it be that he is really talented, just like that stupid Guo Jing?

His heart gradually became a little anxious, although Xiang Haidong was still patiently teaching without hurry, but Xiang Bin's heart was becoming more and more uncomfortable. It was as if there was a fire burning in his heart, which made him irritable.

Just when his irritability reached its peak, and he felt that he wanted to roar twice to vent his frustration, he suddenly felt as if something had exploded in his mind, and with a buzz, a ball of golden light flew out of his forehead, turning into a golden book, suspended above his head.

Xiang Bin looked up in amazement, looking at this familiar book in shock, only to see that it was windless, slowly opened, turned elegantly in mid-air, aimed at Xiang Haidong who was demonstrating, and then emitted a faint brilliance, page by page, slowly turning it......

And Xiang Haidong and Huzi not far away didn't even raise their heads as if they hadn't seen this scene at all.