Chapter 89 Cultivating the sound of drills and fighting!

"I like practice more than theory, so, in my classes, I will give each of you the opportunity to 'move'. Be ye ready. ”

"Taking advantage of the battle between the two classmates just now, our first class today will talk about some things about actual combat. ”

Coach Park smiled slightly, and then said: "The essence of martial arts is to strengthen the body, develop potential, and break through yourself. On top of the cultivation of martial arts, there is a distinction between fighting and practicing. And what I'm going to talk about is the sound of the play!"

"Cultivating and practicing drills, each of which has great knowledge. Nourishment is nourishment, practice is exercise, acting is performance, and fighting is killing!"

"The most superficial way of fighting is that you punch me, and I punch you, like a hooligan splashing. Some of the rules have become martial arts, third-rate and second-rate, and even non-streamed ones like throwing sand and lime powder and so on. Of course, I'm not despising these unruly plays. In the fight between life and death, even if the monkey steals the peach, as long as it can achieve results, I will raise my hands in favor!"

Mu Chen smiled when he heard it below. This coach suits his appetite. Fighting is fighting, no matter what the means are—how can there be so many rules and regulations? It is forbidden to hit the head, not to slap the face, not to hit the yin—is this a fight or a performance? When it comes to life and death, where can you take care of so much?

"Of course, although I agree, I don't want you to follow this routine in the future! In the future, if you tear off the yin and throw lime with others in the martial arts arena, don't say that I taught you when you come back. ”

Coach Park's words caused a laugh below, and then I heard him say in a straight tone, "Today, what I want to teach you is a kind of upright and insidious style of play, which hides murderous intentions."

"Boom!"

As the name suggests, it is to attack with sound, and the most representative and familiar of them are similar to the roar of a lion and the thunder that interfere with the enemy's martial arts through loud sounds. At the time of the battle, there was a loud roar, which shook people's hearts in fear. It can even scare the faint of heart to death. ”

"It seems to be above board, isn't it? But why do I want to say that this style of play is secretly murderous and insidious? Because there is much more to the mystery of sound fighting!"

Park Wenjie smiled coldly and said: "Sound beating is not only manifested in battle, but also the secret of using sound beating before fighting. For example, before a battle, when two sides clash, they always have to talk a few words. Don't think that this conversation is a casual thing, in fact, at this time, the battle has already begun!"

"Everyone knows that when we warriors fight, we need to be clear and calm in order to exert our greatest combat effectiveness. And before the battle, if the opponent insults and mocks you, will you be angry? Will you think about teaching the opponent a good lesson? And once you are blinded by anger, you will inevitably show your flaws during the battle, and thus be taken advantage of by the opponent. ”

"Just like just now, when Mu Ren Jiu and Fang Hui were fighting. The former is calm and stable, while the latter complains and chatters, and he is emboldened as soon as he fights. It's no wonder if you don't lose!"

"There are many more similar situations. It's all about disturbing your mind and making you flawed before the battle. When fighting, even in the blink of an eye, it is possible to distinguish the winner and loser, and if you are disturbed by your opponent, then the balance of victory has begun to tilt in favor of your opponent.

"Also, it's worth mentioning. We warriors walk in the world and the earth, but we seek to be worthy of our hearts and be above board. Although the battle is not allowed to be spared, but I am a warrior of the dynasty, and I am very particular about martial arts. Especially in the case of dating, gambling, and fighting for honor, not only must they report each other's names before the battle, but they will also shout the name of the move when they perform a killing move during the battle. One is strong momentum and boldness. The second is to let the other party have a preparation. In the future, if you make a killing move without saying a word in a bright and bright competition, then you will only be seen as a sneak attack, and even if you win, it will be dishonorable. ”

"This is the glory of the warrior, the spirit of the warrior, I hope you can remember. ”

Park Wenjie's tirade was extremely arrogant, but Mu Chen always felt that there was something inexplicable in his expression, and he suddenly realized it after tasting it.

When fighting, it is necessary to be above board, but in private, it is enough to exhaust the eighteen means. Looking at Coach Park's expression, Mu Chen always felt that his last words were nonsense.

"Alright, that's all for today's lesson. Mu Renjiu, you come with me, the one called Fang Hui, you still have time for a stick of incense, and you will get out of the house after standing up. Others, disperse. ”

Everyone clasped their fists and said in unison, "Thank you for the coach's teaching!" and then dispersed in a hurry, leaving only Mu Chen's face full of doubts and Fang Hui's face full of misery.

—————————— the edge of the martial arts field, a grove.

Park Wenjie stood with his hands in his hands, his eyes scanning Mu Chen's body, with a little fierceness. Mu Chen was uncomfortable under his eyes, but he still stood straight, not knowing what this coach meant.

"Come on, let me see how much strength you have. ”

Park Wenjie hooked his hand, and Mu Chen reacted at this time, the coach is going to open a small stove for himself? Immediately responded, took a big lunge under his feet, rushed to Park Wenjie, and then attacked the past according to the routine of splitting all the way.

However, this Park Wenjie seems to be very familiar with this routine, standing in place, raising the hem of his left hand behind his hand, and directly breaking Mu Chen's set of moves with a swing.

"If you come high, you will hang, if you come low, if you come low, if you come horizontally, you will block, and if you come by the way, you will move. ”

Park Wenjie said, Ren Muchen split up and down, struck left and right, and the palm dance was impenetrable, but he couldn't hit him. And there is also a gap to talk calmly.

Mu Chen was shocked in his heart, because of these four sentences, he had a vivid grasp of the law of action of splitting and hanging palms against the enemy, thinking of Park Wenjie's familiarity with splitting and hanging palms, Mu Chen's heart moved, could it be that this Coach Park has also practiced splitting and hanging palms?

Mu Chen narrowed his eyes slightly, secretly used the beast supernatural power, and the speed of the whole person suddenly increased by three points, which made Park Wenjie, who was already familiar with Mu Chen's speed, also a little uncomfortable, and was almost hit by Mu Chen's defense.

"Good fellow, still have a hand?"

Park Wenjie sighed secretly, but he no longer blindly defended, but attacked with Mu Chen. And the punch he used was also a split!

"Don't be busy with the dantian, sink your shoulders and arms. Seeing the strength of the belt of the move, the arms are flattened for a horizontal strike, the rolling wrap is wrapped around the ilac circle to block the hand, the roller plate is to split the arm, and the person pokes the hand in front of the person when he sees the air, and the homeopathic move is crisp and hard. ”

When he was making a move, Park Wenjie was still reciting the song of splitting his palms in his mouth, and when he said the last sentence of "homeopathic move crisp and hard", there was a crisp sound of "pop" in the palm of his hand, which directly broke through Mu Chen's defense and hit him in the chest.

Mu Chen staggered back a few steps, like Fang Hui who had been beaten back by him before, and made a deep footprint on the ground before he stopped.