Mark has something to do in the morning.

He's going to a martial arts gym.

This martial arts gym is special, its reputation has become stinky, there are no students, and it is on the verge of closure.

Mark didn't drive.

He first took a taxi to a time-honored breakfast restaurant, had a hearty breakfast, and then took a taxi to the martial arts hall.

said it was a martial arts hall, but it was actually in an old residential building, a small unit on the top floor, the furniture in it was vacated, and there was still some space to practice martial arts.

"Hello Master Wang, we made an appointment before." Knocking on the door, Mark arched.

"Hello Master Qian." Wang Zhen also bowed. He is in his fifties, has a lot of gray hair on his head, and is a little blessed, so he can't tell that he is a practitioner.

The two exchanged a few words.

"Master Wang, I want to learn the real Baguazhang, I don't know what the conditions are?" Mark asked. He inquired about some news, there are not many martial arts halls with true legends, and this is considered a family, and it is said that there is a true inheritance of Baguazhang in the late Qing Dynasty.

"My Wang family's Baguazhang has ancestral teachings, passing on men but not women, inside and outside, it shouldn't have been taught to the outside world, but my martial arts hall has been 'faked' before, and I can't recruit students, and my livelihood can't be maintained, so I have to go against the ancestral teachings and spread the real Baguazhang to the outside world, but this fee is not cheap." Wang Zhen said in a deep voice. He didn't hide that the martial arts hall had been "faked", and there was a lot of uproar at the time, and there were many people who knew about it, so he couldn't hide it.

When Mark contacted Wang Zhen before, Wang Zhen said that he was 'beaten fake' and explained why he lost, what Wang Zhen said was that "the other party does not talk about martial arts." ”

Mark doesn't care too much, as long as he is true, he doesn't care whether he has been 'faked', and he doesn't care about the truth or falsity of the statement that 'the other party doesn't speak martial arts'.

"Master Wang might as well speak up." Mark said.

"One million, Bao Jiao Bao Hui, never hide privately." Wang Zhen hesitated.

"It's too much." Mark shook his head.

"How much money is Master Qian going to pay?" Wang Zhen asked.

"100,000." Mark said casually.

"Absolutely not. Since Master Qian is not sincere, I will not keep Master Qian, please. Wang Zhen said a little angrily. He has a true biography, although the martial arts hall is on the verge of bankruptcy, but it will not be sold cheaply.

"That's it, Master Wang, the deposit is 100,000 yuan, you teach me for a month, if you don't hide your secrets, the remaining 900,000 yuan is guaranteed to give you a lot of money, but if you don't teach it well, the 100,000 yuan will also be returned to me." Mark thought for a moment.

"I'm sure I won't hide my secrets, but after a month, if you don't give it," Wang Zhen worried. He has been at a low point in his life in the past few years, and all kinds of cows, ghosts, snakes and gods have come to step on him, and he has been abducted and deceived by the pit Meng I don't know how many times, he is a little afraid.

"Or this way, you teach with your heart once, and I pay once, but the total in a month does not exceed 500,000. In the next three months, if you are sure that you are not hiding your smuggling, I will pay the remaining 500,000 yuan in a lump sum. Mark said casually. He didn't care about that bit of money, but he didn't want to be scammed.

"Okay." Wang Zhen hesitated and agreed. He urgently needs money, and 500,000 is close to the price in his heart.

"Can you start now?" Mark asked.

"Yes. I will teach it with my heart, and I will never hide it, don't worry. Wang Zhen said.

"The key to Baguazhang is the pace, pay attention to..."Wang Zhenxian taught some boxing theories.

Mark listened attentively, nodding his head from time to time, he really understood. His long fist has been superb, some basic things have been understood thoroughly, and some general boxing concepts can be understood as soon as he hears it.

A moment later.

"Master Qian, let's go downstairs and go to the park next to us to practice martial arts, right?" Wang Zhen said a little embarrassed. His house is on the top floor, which is inconvenient for martial arts.

I didn't pay attention to martial arts practice before, and I was approached by the residents below several times, and I was scolded many times, and I already have a good memory.

"Well said." Mark said unconcernedly.

Moments later, the park is in the middle of nowhere.

"Master Qian, I'll explain while rehearsing, you pay attention to watch and listen." Wang Zhen shook his way open.

"Okay."

"This is the work of the infinite pile. Bagua palm is divided into two kinds of fixed piles and moving piles, and the fixed piles have flat step pile work and standing plum pile pile, and the stepless pile work is a kind of flat step pile work..., the standing pile is not stupid to stand still, but to have a root stability..."

Mark nodded frequently, he also has pile skills in his long fists, and he is no stranger to fixed pile skills.

"Moving the pile is the practice of the pile, it is the core practice of Baguazhang, there are a lot of tricks, don't pass it on, Master Qian, after you learn it, you can't pass it on to anyone..."

At this time, Mark listened intently, and he had not touched the pile. Baguazhang is unique in that it moves the pile.

"A hundred refinements are not as good as one station, and a hundred stations are not as good as a walk. The moving pile is the essence of Baguazhang, and we must pay attention to it..."

Mark watched carefully and got a little bit of it.

But the understanding is not so thorough, and he needs to learn and experience this aspect many times, and he can't learn it quickly.

"The movements under the feet must have roots, hands to eyes. You can't be stiff..."

"There are also many kinds of moving piles, there are triangular steps, seven-star steps, etc., I mainly turn the palm work here..."

...

Mark listened attentively and remembered, he felt that Wang Zhenjiao was good.

"Master Qian, you try it when you practice."

"Master Qian, although you are old, you have a good memory, and you can learn it well after watching it once."

"Master Qian, you seem to have practiced the pile, and the Wuji pile skill has basically been completed, this level is higher than mine, I don't know where the master is?"

"Master Qian, you can't move the pile, you have to practice hard, you haven't touched the pile before, my palm transfer is a secret that is not transmitted, if it is not for the fake, it is impossible to spread it."

...

It's almost noon in the blink of an eye.

Wang Zhen is still teaching attentively.

Mark's long fist is at the level of supernatural mastery, and he can tell that Wang Zhen has just taught with his heart, and he has not hidden his secrets.

"Master Wang, you taught well this time, 100,000 yuan." Mark took out 100,000 cash from his carry-on backpack and said happily. He had just seen the Krypton metal sex panel, and there was already a Baguazhang on it. It shows that there is no mistake in the exercises that Wang Zhen just taught.

"Okay, thank you Master Qian." Wang Zhen took the money with a little sadness. He used to be very beautiful, but he was only downcast after being cracked down.

He has explained to many people that the reason why he will lose is because the other party does not speak martial arts.

But no one believed it.

I can't imagine that there is still a rich master who believes in him. It's not easy. He decided to teach Master Qian all the tricks passed down by word of mouth from his ancestors.

"Master Wang, I'll call you in advance next time to make an appointment." Mark waved goodbye.

"Master Qian walks slowly, have a smooth journey."

...

As soon as he got into the car, Mark's cell phone rang.

"Hey, Xiaomi, missed me?" Mark laughed.

In the past six months, the relationship between him and Wang Xiaomi has become better and better, but Mark deliberately controls the distance and has not had negative contact with Wang Xiaomi.

Close-up contact is a common occurrence.

"Yes, second uncle, I miss you." Wang Xiaoxiao said with a smile.

"Shall I go to you, then? Let's have lunch together. Mark laughed.