Huo Zhongde's face was serious, but he was shocked in his heart.

What is surprising is where did this kid learn such a killing kung fu, I suspect that he can really learn it.

The reason why Chuanwu is lonely is because of social changes.

There are many fake masters, qigong masters are rampant, and martial arts novels are exaggerated, and young people who practice martial arts can't bear it...... But that's only part of it.

There is also a part of it that has no understanding.

There are many practitioners, but there are very few enlightened practitioners.

This sentence was handed down from the ancestors, and Huo Zhongde always remembered it.

There used to be an old saying: intentionally or unintentionally, the second master of the car apprentice.

There are not a few people who follow Che Yonghong to learn Yixingquan, but there are very few people who can get his true transmission.

The Ruyi Shape Fist Grandmaster Li Luo can pass on eight disciples, but the various sects of the inheritance that have spread out can basically be counted on one hand.

However, at that time, the teachers were conservative, and they were afraid that the disciples of the church would starve to death of the master, and a lot of real kung fu was brought to the coffin board.

"I ask again, who did you learn this punch from? Who do you want to kill? ”

Hearing this, Huo Yunting couldn't cry or laugh.

"Dad, now it's a legal society, who can I kill? This is what I have figured out from my daily life, and it is a variant of our old Huo family's hand boxing. ”

"Really, I'm a fool?"

Huo Zhongde didn't believe this at all.

He has seen this kid since he was a child, and he couldn't be clearer about what qualifications he has as a father.

A bit of talent, but not much.

Huo Yunting was helpless, if he wanted to say that he was practicing in a dream, I am afraid that his father would not believe it. It's better to bite to death and realize it yourself.

"Dad, I'm going to lie to you."

Huo Zhongde neither listened nor believed it, and dragged him to the door of Old Man Huo's house.

Huo family's boxing, three generations of ancestors and grandchildren have been passed down, and one generation is weaker than the next - which sect is like this.

You said that this is a variant of our Huo family's hand boxing, so let the old man see if it's true.

As soon as Huo Zhongde entered the door, he saw that Old Man Huo was drinking tea with a few old guys.

I wanted to say this, but I was afraid that a few other old-timers would see the joke. It's not appropriate not to say it.

However, under the urging of Old Man Huo, Huo Zhongde still made it clear what happened.

As soon as they heard that there was such a thing, several old men sitting around immediately became interested and went to the courtyard to watch.

Seeing the five old men coming out of the house, Huo Yunting was also stunned.

Huo Gang (his grandfather), Huo Mingzhang, Chen Cong, Xu Kaitian......

It's the old-timers who practice hand boxing in Zhuangzi, and Uncle Xu who practices Bajiquan in the next village.

Being stared at by them, I'm a little nervous.

But it's time to fight.

After finishing the set of variant exercises he had repaired, he looked at the few old men sitting in front of him, with different expressions.

"Yun Ting, you said that this set of boxing techniques was pondered by yourself?" Huo Gang was in the same year, but he was full of energy, and his voice was like thunder.

"Well, I'll figure it out when I'm fine."

A few old men discussed.

"Huo Gang, your little grandson has this kind of talent, why don't you teach something real?"

"But I remember that Yun Ting used to have average talent."

"That's not right! Wrong! I don't believe there is such a genius in the world! ”

"Could it be stealing?"

"How do you not believe? Is this baby's killing move the same as ours? ”

"Xiaowa, let me ask you, how long have you studied this variant of hand boxing?"

A few nights and a few dreams. Huo Yunting said in his heart.

He couldn't say that in front of a few old-timers, but he didn't know how long it was appropriate to say how long it was appropriate.

So he vaguely forgot about it.

Several old men quarreled, and Xu Kaitian stroked his beard and shook his head.

"Isn't that easy? I handed him Bajiquan and asked him to figure it out for himself to see how far he could figure it out, wouldn't it be clear if it was true? ”

"But he doesn't know Bajiquan, so he doesn't have much to think about at all?"

"How not? I've taught this kid before to rely on Tieshan. I have also taught all the basic skills of the Eight Extremes. ”

Hearing this, Huo Zhongde's face turned black with a "swish", and he glared back at Huo Yunting angrily.

Huo Yunting put his hands behind his back and looked up at the sky.

After a while, several old men discussed the results and asked Xu Kaitian to teach him a formula, and then see how far he could practice in a few days.

"Come on, boy, I'll teach you six major openings today."

Huo Yunting had the heart to refuse, but because of the face of several old people, he still agreed.

It's a big deal to stay a few more days from home.

In about an hour of effort, the six major openings were taught.

"Boy, the six major openings are based on three by three, and they can't leave the crotch."

"Most of the fitness properties that taught you are this, I'll see how you turn it into a killing technique."

Huo Yunting had no choice but to clench his fists with both hands and turn to leave.

It's a mess.

Huo Zhongde was also a little embarrassed to cause so much trouble to his son out of thin air.

However, he was used to being serious on weekdays, and he couldn't think of how to ease the atmosphere for a while.

After hesitating for a long time, coughing lightly, Huo Yunting turned his head to look.

“…… Yunting, do you eat eggs? ”

Huo Yunting was stunned for a moment and grinned, "Eat." ”

Xu Kaitian gave him three days to study, but Huo Yunting felt that he had stayed in his hometown long enough, and planned to return to Beiping as soon as possible, so he found Uncle Xu after one night.

"I said Xiaoyunzi, you won't be a broken jar, right?"

Looking at Xu Kaitian's suspicious eyes, Huo Yunting shook his head.

"One night is enough, these six are almost the same."

"Yes, then let's practice, and you can use the six major openings."

Xu Kaitian stood up and went to greet a few old guys who were present that day.

"Hey, you kid start lightly, I can't carry this old bone, and I can't compare my skills."

It was still the courtyard of Huo Gang's house, flanked by onlookers, and in the middle were Huo Yunting and Xu Kaitian.

The two of them will stand firmly, and Xu Kaitian pounced on him with a fierce son, and his knee kicked towards Huo Yunting's crotch.

Huo Yunting's eyelids jumped, and he hurriedly dodged sideways, throwing his arm to block him.

The old man stepped back, a hook that would have landed him in the face.

The heel force was another sideways, the wrist of the right hand was wrapped, the five fingers wrapped around the swinging wrist and pulled it violently in the direction of the fist, Xu Kaitian lost his center of gravity and fell forward by inertia.

Leaning over slightly, his left arm flicked his elbow, and he stopped at Xu Kaitian's waist.

"Uncle Xu, you lost."

A few children in the neighborhood clapped their hands and cheered, giggling and shouting for another one.

But a few people who practiced martial arts nearby had solemn expressions.

As the saying goes, the layman looks at the liveliness, and the insiders look at the doorway.

This kid's shot is ruthless.

However, Xu Kaitian, a party who practices Bajiquan, obviously has a deeper understanding of Huo Yunting's talent.

The old man's expression was a little dazed, and he looked at the wrist he was holding, there were five sunken fingers and nail marks, the skin had been broken, and some red blood marks were extremely conspicuous.

"Uncle Xu, I just shot a little hard, and I was offended."

“…… Did you figure it out one night? ”

"Yes."

After being silent for a long time, Xu Kaitian suddenly asked a question that was not related.

"If I pass on all the Bajiquan to you, how long will you learn? Tell me the truth! ”

“…… One night. ”

Huo Gang seemed to guess what Xu Kaitian meant, "Old Xu, you-"

"Yang Luchan's Yang Tai Chi can be played, right? Later, he entered the palace to teach those princes and nobles. ”

In order to save the face of these princes, his son Yang Jianhou slowed down the speed, and after a few generations, this Tai Chi became used for fitness. ”

Xu Kaitian took a deep breath and looked at Huo Gang fixedly.

"I don't want the Eight Poles to break with me."

“…… There is always something that can be passed on. ”

"But here in my Xu Kaitian! It's broken! ”

Turning his head violently, he looked at Huo Yunting with red eyes, "Xiao Yunzi, are you willing to learn this Bajiquan?" Not only those routines, but also real work, all taught to you! ”

Xu Kaitian's eyes flashed with a strange light, which suddenly reminded him of the middle-aged man with gold-wire glasses on the train.

He didn't refuse, but he didn't say anything either, nodding.

That afternoon, Huo Yunting finished learning Bajiquan.

It's a fight, and it's taught very quickly and meticulously, but only once.

In Huo Gang's words, it is to swallow dates.

But Huo Yunting knew that his subconscious had already remembered that he had everything in his dreams.

The next day, Xu Kaitian fought against Huo Yunting again, and his eight-pole fist shocked everyone, and Xu Kaitian was so happy that he looked up to the sky and roared.

"Talented! No! It's a genius! ”

This night, Huo Yunting had insomnia and tossed and turned in bed.

The eyes of Xu Kaitian and the middle-aged man always flashed in front of him.

I will go to bed at about three o'clock, and when I wake up again, it is already sunny.

"Dad? Mother? ”

No one answered.

Pushing open the door, a dazzling ray of sunlight pierced his pupils, allowing him to adjust for a while.

When I came back to my senses, I found that there were many people sitting in the courtyard.

His father was smoking one cigarette after another, and his mother was busy adding water.

"You are Huo Yunting's little master?"

A man in his early forties asked, standing up and arching his hand.

Huo Yunting hurriedly returned the salute, "I'm still a kid, I don't dare to be a master." ”

The middle-aged man didn't refute and smiled.

Turning his head and pointing to those unfamiliar faces, "Some of us were invited by Xu Kaitian, and some were ...... by your grandfather Huo Gang and Chen Cong."

"We all heard that the little master learned Bajiquan in one night."

If you take a closer look, these people are basically middle-aged and elderly. The youngest looked to be almost forty years old.

Huo Yunting seemed to have realized something.

"I'm really sorry, I didn't ask you if you agreed."

"I ...... It's an honor for me to be able to consult with your seniors. ”

The middle-aged man smiled and invited Huo Yunting to the middle of the field.

Suddenly became serious and gave up his hand.

"Collapse fist, Qi Dakai."

Huo Yunting also cheered up, "Huo's practice hand boxing, Huo Yunting." ”

……

"Hong Family Iron Fist! Du Wenbin! ”

"Yang family gun, Yang Hai."

"Crazy devil stick, Liu Ketong."

"Check the slippery boxing, Miao Yu!"

"Poke your feet, Zhao Tianxiang."

"Gong Li Boxing, Meng De listens."

"Seedling ......"

“……”

“……”

There was no winner or loser in this round of competition, but he just took out all the guys at the bottom of his box.

To the uninitiated, it may be more like a show-off.

At about 10 o'clock in the evening, after consulting a master of the Yin pistol, he had a trick with everyone.

When the master who practiced the Yin pistol was leaving, Huo Yunting stopped him.

"Master Ye, you don't know anything about me, aren't you afraid that I will go on the wrong path?"

Master Ye smiled dumbly.

"It's passed on to you because you're amazingly talented."

"But what about going down the wrong path? One bullet died. ”

After that, Master Ye grabbed the gun and left.

Watching the last master leave, Huo Yunting stayed in place for a while.

It was the first time since he had this strange disease that he had been so frightened and suddenly he was cured.

In the evening, Huo Gang told him that many masters came from other places.

There are also some masters who are unmoved by the genius Huo Yunting.

Huo Yunting didn't speak.

Before leaving, Old Man Huo left him a martial arts novel, which is not the common one on the market.

Lao She's "Broken Soul Gun".

It's not long, about 5,000 words, and I'll finish reading it in a while.

Soul Breaker Gun, don't pass it on?

But it was passed down.

When you close your eyes, there are countless faces.

It's Xu Kaitian, it's Miao Yu, it's Zhao Tianxiang......

In the end, he became the middle-aged man wearing gold-rimmed glasses on the train.

"It's okay, it's okay...... I have someone to do with the skill of adjusting the door......"

Early the next morning, Huo Yunting said goodbye to his parents and stepped on the train back to Beiping.

It was also on this day that I don't know where the name of Ren Qiu Chuanwu Huo Yunting came out.

Some people are confused, pass on martial arts? Which Chuanwu is it?