Chen Fan is irresponsible, he slipped away after hugging others, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Jiang Lili sat on a chair, with the second part of "On the Field of Hope" that she wanted to read the most, but her eyes were completely off the manuscript, and her head was even more chaotic.

The face held in both hands was like holding a winter stove, hot and hot.

What does he mean?

……

Chen Fan, who rode a horse to the brigade headquarters, did not have the consciousness of running away after flirting, he was arching his hands at Lin Yuanxiang without knowing whether he was alive or dead, "Senior, please!" ”

Lin Yuanxiang carried his left hand behind his back, held a cigarette stick in his right hand, and looked at Chen Fan with interest, "I made 24 moves in a row in the morning, and you couldn't catch a single move, who gave you the courage to dare to challenge me in the afternoon?" ”

Chen Fan's forehead raised slightly, and he said with righteousness, "The revolution is not afraid of difficult expeditions, and thousands of rivers and mountains are just waiting for leisure." Even though I don't have the skills of my predecessors, I don't lack the determination to learn from my predecessors. It is better to lose a hundred battles than to lose a hundred battles. Please advise. ”

He found that after stealing Uncle Lin's 24 moves, his kung fu seemed to have improved significantly.

What? How can you tell?

Does Martial Arts LV3 (10/100) soar to Martial Arts LV3 (66/100) count?

Prior to this, the experience value of martial arts skills had stopped growing for several days, and it took a few days of practice to increase an experience point, but today it has risen so much at once, which is equivalent to two or three months of hard practice, how could he give up such a good opportunity.

Lin Yuanxiang looked at Chen Fan, who was upright, the corners of his eyes twitched slightly, and he muttered in his heart, what the hell is this kid doing?

He didn't believe that in just half a day, Chen Fan had made great progress.

And Xiao Liewen watched the excitement from the sidelines, and said, "Good boy, ambitious." ”

Then he shouted, "Lao Lin, beat him up, let him recognize the reality!" ”

Chen Fan glanced out of sight, his face speechless.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Lin Yuanxiang suddenly took two steps in a row and crossed a distance of two or three meters, and slapped Chen Fan's head.

Chen Fan immediately jumped away, "The old-timers don't even talk about martial arts." ”

Lin Yuanxiang kept his hands and feet, "Phew, who talks to you about martial arts on the battlefield?" ”

Chen Fan was originally inferior to him, and now he only had the ability to parry, and he had no power to fight back.

However, the experience points are not in vain, compared to not being able to catch a move in the morning, he can already block left and right, so as not to be slapped away by one move.

But Lin Yuanxiang was shining brightly in his eyes, as if he had found some rare treasure, and he couldn't help but slow down by three points.

Chen Fan didn't know that he was releasing water, but he felt that he could seize a gap, and immediately made a progressive collapse punch and hit the first move to fight back.

And then it was gone.

Lin Yuanxiang looked at Chen Fan, who was sitting on the ground rubbing his shoulders, and asked curiously, "You don't have Tai Chi Kung Fu in the morning, why does that move just now seem to have a bit of Tai Chi Cannon Boxing?" ”

Chen Fan grinned and pointed to the cloth bag on the side, "I bought a copy of "Tai Chi Exercise" at the scrap recycling station yesterday, and I learned it after I went back just now. ”

It's a big loss, this time Uncle Lin didn't use new moves, all of them were scattered loose hands, and there was no discipline at all.

Thinking of this, Chen Fan was even more sad, not only did he not learn a new move, but he was also beaten with a loose hand, did I practice a fake martial arts?

When Xiao Liewen heard his words, he immediately ran over and turned the book out, took it in his hand and looked at it, his face speechless.

That's it?

Lin Yuanxiang didn't even go over, just glanced at the cover from a distance, and knew what was inside, "This is a Japanese non-governmental delegation in the past five years to visit, in front of Mr. Li said that Taijiquan is very good, and then Mr. Zhou asked Mr. He to compile a book to promote Taijiquan, and at that time I found more than a dozen Taiji masters, went to the fine storage, and took out the set of things that Yang Luchan fooled the powerful back then, and compiled this book." ”

Chen Fan was dumbfounded, "Huh? ”

Removing the essence and saving the turnout? Do you mean slap your mouth?

Lin Yuanxiang bit the cigarette stick and blew out, and the remaining soot in the cigarette pot was immediately sprayed out and floated far away.

He took out the tobacco pouch and refilled it, and then said slowly, "Expect to learn kung fu by reading a book?" What do you think? Besides, can real martial arts be casually promoted? Ordinary people can't learn it, what should they do if they are learned by people in the martial arts who are not right? ”

Chen Fan pointed to the book in Xiao Liewen's hand, his face full of disbelief, "You mean, this is not real Taijiquan?" ”

"Not really."

Xiao Liewen shook his head again, and said with a somewhat complicated face, "This is also Taijiquan, and it is created by Taiji Grandmaster Yang Luchan, and his son Yang Banhou will carry it forward to the serious Yang Taijiquan. But how to put it, this thing can also strengthen the body and use it to fight people. ”

Speaking of this, he suddenly "hummed" twice, "Loose and soft? That's part of the Chen family's boxing method of self-cultivation, it's strange to fight with people and not be hammered to death. ”

As he spoke, he looked at Chen Fan again, his eyes were even more strange, this kid was able to comprehend the move just now from a set of fitness boxing techniques, is he really so talented?

Chen Fan got up with a complicated expression and asked puzzledly, "Then what is real Taijiquan?" ”

Lin Yuanxiang suddenly stomped his foot, then turned around and slammed his backhand against the wall, took two steps back, and said proudly with a proud face, "See, this is the real Taijiquan." ”

Chen Fan opened his eyes and saw a footprint on the ground, smashing two green bricks, and then looking at the wall, a shallow pit half an inch deep was clearly visible.

What if this is pounded on people?

Xiao Liewen walked over quickly, checked the damaged place, and couldn't help but have a headache, "There are so many broken stones on the side, just pick up two pieces and use them to finish, why do you want to damage here, you have to repair it." ”

Lin Yuanxiang ignored him, held his head high and said, "Everyone in the world knows that Xingyi Collapse Fist is fierce and unparalleled, and Baji Iron Fist is just beaten, but they don't know that Taijiquan, which is strong and fierce, pays attention to relaxation and gentleness, is better than these two.

The more you practice the soft boxing technique, the more fierce the fight will be, but it is a hard bridge and a hard horse like a strong fist, but when you fight, you have to use the ingenuity of the joint technique to maximize the lethality. ”

After a pause, he smoked a cigarette and continued, "Another one, if you don't practice boxing, you will be empty when you get old, and if you don't practice fighting, it will be useless to be beaten." Gong is strength, without strength, all boxing is empty. But no matter how well you train your strength, you can't hit people, and you can only become a target. ”

Chen Fan made a look of great interest, took out a chair from the next room, and placed it behind Uncle Lin, "You sit and talk slowly." ”

Lin Yuanxiang didn't refuse, sat down on the chair slowly, crossed Erlang's legs, and said to him, "What is practice?" War is actual combat. You just said that I don't talk about martial arts, who told you about martial arts in actual combat? Will the enemy on the battlefield tell you about martial virtues?

The so-called martial virtue, in fact, is similar to the morality that the literati said, it is a kind of cultivation, a code of conduct, not a rule of fighting. ”

Chen Fan listened respectfully, nodded and asked, "Then you just said that you want to practice actual combat, how do you practice actual combat?" ”

Lin Yuanxiang smiled coldly and glanced at him, "It's very simple, you can learn actual combat by fighting a few more fights." ”

Chen Fan grimaced, "If you don't practice, isn't fighting with others just being beaten?" ”

Lin Yuanxiang, "Hmph, if you don't get beaten, how can you learn to fight?" ”

After a pause, he finally stopped being yin and yang, and Zhengse said, "If you want to learn boxing, you must first learn to be beaten, and if you are beaten too much, you can know how to avoid the key points, how to hit people, where the opponent hurts the most, and where to hit where you can be fatal with one blow, in addition, there is absolutely no second way to go." ”

Looking at the thoughtful Chen Fan, Lin Yuanxiang said softly, "In 1929, a national martial arts competition was held in Hangzhou, and at that time, the people in the rivers and lakes regarded it as a 'martial arts conference'.

In the end, all the sects added up to more than 500 people to participate, more than 300 people competed, and the judges of this martial arts conference were all the top masters at that time.

The chief referee is Li Jinglin, the world's first sword, Sun Lutang, the world's first hand, and Du Xinwu, the hero of the north and south, are all members of the jury, and they came to the ring to make a verdict.

Before the start of the competition, many well-known 'masters' kept saying that they wanted to win the first place, and guess what? ”

Chen Fan's eyes rolled slightly, "They lost?" ”

Lin Yuanxiang sighed softly, "Not only did I lose, but I also lost miserably." ”

Taking a puff of cigarette, he said quietly, "Liu Gaosheng, a famous Shanghai 'copper-headed iron arm town in Jiangnan', has unfathomable hard skills, and he can split a bamboo pole with a thick arm. ”

Chen Fan couldn't help but be stunned on the side, bamboo poles are tough, and it is much more difficult to split bamboo poles than to split bricks.

Lin Yuanxiang continued, "But when I got into the ring, I was easily defeated by a junior, and I lay in the ring and played a scoundrel.

There are also two players from southern Jiangsu and eastern Zhejiang, when they perform, they will only wave their fists and greet each other's faces, and they will not use their fists and feet, and they will not even dodge, and they are not even as good as Xiao'er's Wang Baquan.

In addition, there are those who scratch their hair and kick their crotch, and those who tear their clothes and bite their ears.

In the end, the so-called 'celebrities' were almost wiped out, and most of the winners were young juniors. In particular, most of the fifteen first-class 'samurai' who were finally decided were students of the Nanjing Guoshu Museum. ”

Lin Yuanxiang raised his head and looked at Chen Fan, and "hummed" twice, "You are saying that those famous masters who lost really haven't practiced 'actual combat' at home?" ”

Chen Fan pursed his lips and was speechless.

At that time, it was impossible for those who practiced martial arts professionally not to practice actual combat, because they had to rely on their fists to eat, and if they did not practice actual combat, what should they do if they were cut when they were guarding the home and nursing homes, walking darts and pressing goods?

But it is useless to practice this kind of "actual combat", and when you go to the ring, there is almost no difference from what you have not practiced.

At this time, he also understood why he was vulnerable in front of Uncle Lin.

People are veterans of a hundred battles who were killed in the sea of corpses and blood, what about themselves? Have you ever seen a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood?

Thinking of this, he turned his head and looked at Xiao Liewen with a resentful face.

Captain Xiao, you're afraid you weren't kidding me before, right?

Lin Yuanxiang saw that he didn't speak, and his tone slowed down a little, "Xiao Chen, your talent is still very good, you can practice a little bit of fame by reading such a broken book, what is the problem, that is, you have learned too little, and the means available to you are insufficient, and the other is that the actual combat experience is almost zero, which is too weak." ”

Chen Fan,...... Thank you for your comfort.

Lin Yuanxiang coughed dryly and continued, "I still appreciate talented and moral young people, if you don't want to apprentice, it doesn't matter, anyway, I have to borrow here for a while, if you are interested, you can accompany me to move your muscles and bones every morning, and it will be regarded as practicing actual combat." ”

Chen Fan rolled his eyes, licked his face and smiled, "That's no problem." ”

Then the tone of the conversation changed and he said, "However, Uncle Lin, you also said just now that the means available to me are insufficient, or can you teach more hands?" ”

Lin Yuanxiang glanced at him, thinking that this kid was really thick-skinned, and he would definitely be able to become a big man in the future.

Then he said, "If you don't teach it, I can only use it for you in battle, and it depends on whether you can learn it." ”

(End of chapter)