Under the rain eaves, a huge question mark appeared on Ling Wei's head.

"The last pose?"

"There is no last pose, there are sixty-three in total."

This time it was Chen Yang's turn not to understand, he had always heard people say that there are eight big palms in the Bagua palm, and there are eight small palms under the eight big palms, which are divided into sixty-four styles, and there is a mysterious relationship with Tai Chi Bagua......

How could the good gossip palm change when it came to Ling Wei?

"I see."

Ling Wei thought for two seconds, and suddenly smiled:

"What you said was Baguazhang for performance, and what I taught you was Baguazhang for killing."

"There is a big misunderstanding here, do you think that Baguazhang comes from Bagua?"

Chen Yang was stunned for a while: "Isn't it?" ”

"Wrong!"

Ling Wei categorically denied him: "Big mistake! ”

"Baguazhang is a kind of national art introductory palm method, all its routines are for the service of killing, it originally had no name, it is later generations that think that its moves have a total of sixty-three styles, and the sixty-four hexagrams in the gossip faintly correspond, so it is named Baguazhang."

"Not only that, but for the sake of this symmetry, they also added another formula to Baguazhang, and forcibly put together sixty-four styles, although it seems to be harmonious on the outside, but in fact it greatly destroys the inner harmony of Baguazhang."

"There are many more examples of the same, such as the twelve-shaped boxing in Xingyi boxing, there is a style called monkey boxing in the middle, monkey boxing is indeed developed by imitating monkey fighting, the master who developed monkey boxing, refined the tricky ingenuity of monkey fighting, and evolved into boxing, but later generations have a way in the name of monkey boxing, do not delve into the ingenuity of monkeys, and blindly imitate monkeys......"

Speaking of this, Ling Wei's tone was very stern, which even made Chen Yang a little uncomfortable.

He smiled awkwardly: "Okay, I understand......"

"No, you have to not only understand, but also keep it in mind from the beginning."

Ling Wei nodded at him in a heavy tone:

"You must understand an important concept, whether it is Baguazhang, Xingyi Boxing, or even Tai Chi, Sanshou, etc., which are all fists first, and then famous."

"These national arts are the purest killing techniques from the very beginning, they were developed, and they were all nameless moves at the beginning, but in order to make it convenient for future generations to remember and inherit, they have names, such as Baguazhang, Xingyiquan, Taijiquan and so on."

"The original intention of naming them is good, but the back is gradually crooked, countless martial arts practitioners focus on their names, such as Baguazhang must play the taste of gossip, monkey boxing must be like a monkey, horse boxing must be like a horse ......"

"Actually, Baguazhang has nothing to do with gossip! Bagua is used for fortune telling, and Bagua palm is used to kill people! ”

Ling Wei's words suddenly seemed to wake up Chen Yang.

He muttered:

"I see, the national art is nameless."

"All names are just code names, and what I want to learn is not code names, but the most fundamental things under code names."

"Yes." Ling Wei turned to look at the courtyard that was drenched in heavy rain, and said in a slower tone, "Many martial artists are obsessed with how to slap gossip like gossip all their lives, but they didn't know that they were wrong from the beginning. ”

"And practice like them, blindly pursue the accuracy of the moves, in the actual combat is to suffer a big loss, the situation in the actual combat is changing rapidly, no one will give you the opportunity to standard punch, only in the usual practice to understand the essence of boxing, not attached to a move and a style, in order to touch the bypass, improvisation, invincible."

Chen Yang listened word by word, as if he had a clear understanding in his heart, and at the same time, his heart quickly became restless, and he couldn't wait to give it a try.

Ling Wei saw what was in his mind and nodded at the stormy courtyard.

"Go ahead."

"According to what I just played, I see that you have realized a little."

Chen Yang did not hesitate at all, walked straight into the rain, and stood still in the courtyard.

An older man in his thirties, who did not go to work, ran into the yard to punch on a rainy day.

This kind of behavior, if outsiders see it, I'm afraid they will laugh off their big teeth.

In fact, not only outsiders, but also Chen Yang in the past would never do such a stupid thing.

But now he understands.

Those ideas are all turbid.

Man lives in heaven and earth, not in the heart of man.

Standing still in the rain, feeling the most realistic hunting wind in his ears, Chen Yang closed his eyes for three seconds and began to imitate Ling Wei's moves just now.

Ling Wei crossed her waist and stood diagonally on the Japanese-style wooden floor corridor, looking at Chen Yang in the rain seriously.

I saw the forty-seventh form from the first style, and Chen Yang hadn't finished the fight yet, but she suddenly shook her head and frowned slightly.

"Nope."

Ling Wei's eyes faintly revealed a sense of disappointment.

……

The next day.

Chen Yang got up early at five o'clock as usual, and ran around the quiet tree-lined path to complete the daily five-kilometer run.

When he returned to the villa, he saw Ling Wei holding a hammer and nailing out a pile forest in the backyard.

A dozen half-meter-high wooden stakes are dotted and arranged in a large array.

Seeing Chen Yang come back, she patted the ash on her hands.

"I watched you practice boxing yesterday, and your understanding is still a little worse."

"Among some Longmen disciples I have taught before, if you have a good understanding, you can beat the Baguazhang on the spot with seven or eight points, but many of your movements are still deformed, so you can only use a stupid method."

She pointed to the stake: "Get on the stake and continue practicing." ”

Chen Yang, who was originally rushing back, heard her words, as if he was poured a basin of cold water in an instant.

After experiencing a month of turbidity, he originally fantasized that he was a one-in-a-million genius in national arts, and his future cultivation path would be smooth, and he would be able to become a master in less than three months......

But now, the cold reality ruthlessly shattered his illusions.

Not only is he not as talented as he imagined, but he may also be a bit stupid and very old......

"What, disheartened?" Ling Wei looked at him.

After hesitating for two seconds, Chen Yang shook his head.

"Nope."

"Just be stupid, I'll just take my time, anyway, I have nothing to lose, even if I can practice a good move, it's all earned."

He walked towards the stake, stepped out, and stood on it.

The first time he got on the pile, he was very uncomfortable, his body was unstable, and he even had some difficulty standing.

Ling Wei looked at him quietly and spoke:

"The purpose of the stake is to forcibly correct your movements."

"It's not just the pace, as long as you have a little mistake in your torso and body shape, your center of gravity will be unstable and you will fall off."

Chen Yang nodded: "Got it." ”

Immediately, he took a deep breath and took a step forward in the same way as yesterday, ready to start.

The result of this span.

It was directly empty......

Bang!

Chen Yang fell off the stake in embarrassment, and when he landed, his ankle hit the ground almost 90 degrees, and he fell to the ground fiercely.

"Shhh

Chen Yang gasped violently, hugged his ankles, and sat on the ground in pain.

"You're hurt."

Ling Wei sighed softly and reminded loudly.

"I know."

"Come in, I'll give you the medicine." Ling Wei looked at him, "I have an ankle injury, so I have to rest for at least three days." ”

Chen Yang didn't move.

He sat there for a few seconds, holding his ankles, and then suddenly gritted his teeth and got up again, limping back up the stake.

Ling Wei's brows furrowed slightly.

"With an ankle injury, you can't exert your strength at all, what are you still practicing?"

Chen Yang's body on the stake trembled slightly, and the cold sweat on his head broke out in pain, but he gritted his teeth and said:

"Injury is not an excuse."

"In actual combat, the opponent will not care if you are injured or not, and the knife that someone else puts on your neck will not cut it down because you have broken your foot, and there is no pause button in life."

He gritted his teeth, dragged his weak and sore ankles, and took another stubborn step.

Bang.

This time, he managed to step on the stake next to him.

But almost instantly, the injured ankle could not bear the force at all, and Chen Yang stumbled and fell off the stake again.

"It's useless, come in and rub the medicine."

Ling Wei looked at him and spoke again.

"I don't have time to rub the medicine!"

Suddenly, Chen Yang shouted.

He unwillingly opened his socks, where the sprained ankle had begun to swell, rising high, and it was visible to the naked eye that the bruises below were accumulating, and it was these bruises that made Chen Yang unsteady on his feet.

"A small injury requires three days of rest."

"Three days after three days, I've been stumbling for more than thirty years, and how many more three days?!"

Bang!

Chen Yang lost his temper and punched him his ankle.

"It's useless, we must respect the objective laws." Ling Wei seemed to disagree with his reckless approach.

But then, Chen Yang's actions surprised her again.

"Isn't it just bruising?"

"Won't you just let it go?! I can still practice! ”

I saw Chen Yang, and suddenly pulled out the special dagger for cutting wrists from his waist.

Subsequently, without the slightest hesitation...... Burst!

He stabbed himself in the ankle directly.

The tip of the knife penetrates into the flesh, and the blood line rushes wildly.

A pain that pierced the depths of his soul came, instantly making Chen Yang's brain reach a 100% awake state.

Compared with death, the pain of the broken foot is instantly smaller by an unknown order of magnitude.

Chen Yang let his ankle bleed, threw away the knife, and stubbornly climbed onto the stake again.

"I don't believe it today, I can't finish a set of gossip on this pile......"