Chapter 13: Ouyang Sihai's martial arts
Although Miao Cuihua said that she was learning to read and write from Ouyang Sihai, she had a headache as soon as she took the book, in fact, reading was just an excuse for her to get close to Ouyang Sihai, but her mind was focused on how to let Ouyang Sihai pass on her Huaiyue's leg method: "Sister Rou, let's go outside, is it good to practice, is it not good for the body to stay in the house with one mind?"
"Practice?" Ouyang Sihai immediately smiled when he heard Miao Cuihua's words: "We are also practicing when we write!"
Miao Cuihua smiled: "Sister Rou said she laughed. Of course she didn't believe Ouyang Sihai's words.
"How long have you been learning martial arts? β
"When I was five years old, my father taught me to practice, and it has been almost 12 years now. β
Ouyang Sihai asked again: "Twelve years is not too short, then do you know what martial arts are and what is the purpose of practicing martial arts?"
"My dad didn't say that!"
"Then let me tell you, martial arts is a kind of spirit, a kind of belief, the purpose of learning martial arts is to strengthen the body, the second is to protect the people you want to protect, so that your home is not violated, not used to take advantage of the strong or fight fiercely, to bully the weak, so the real masters have a dignified goal, firm belief, and because of this, they can often defeat the strong with the weak, attack the crowd with the outnumbered, win more with less, martial arts is a good thing, but it must not be used as a weapon to hurt others, otherwise you are doomed to failγ β
Ouyang Sihai said very forcefully.
Miao Cuihua said: "I only know that fighting relies on fists and feet. β
Ouyang Sihai looked at Miao Cuihua: "Practicing martial arts first and practicing virtue, a person without martial virtue will never know the true meaning of martial arts, and it is impossible to become a generation of grandmasters." β
"These are so profound!"
"So you must know the word!"
She put a written martial character in front of Miao Cuihua.
Miao Cuihua looked at it and said: "I know this word, it's a martial character, but I don't know anything other than this word, and even my name has to be put together to know it, and when it is opened, it only recognizes me, and I don't know her." β
Ouyang Sihai asked, "Didn't your father teach you?"
Miao Cuihua smiled embarrassedly: "My father only taught me kung fu!"
Ouyang Sihai sighed: "Then you really should learn some words." β
Miao Cuihua said: "I still like kung fu!"
"Kung fu is dead, but the person who practices martial arts is alive, to practice superior martial arts, in addition to diligent study and hard practice, you also have to practice with your heart, the real martial arts pay attention to the will and the gods, the form and the meaning follow, without a martial arts heart, you are practicing for a lifetime, can not enter the realm of the top masters. β
"How is this possible?"
"You can try. β
After Ouyang Sihai sat down, he unfolded a piece of paper: "I write a Tang poem now, no matter what method you use, as long as you grab my pen, or disturb my writing strokes, I will teach you to hold the moon a thread." β
Miao Cuihua's eyes lit up: "You mean really?"
"You can't coax you to me!" Ouyang Sihai had already walked to the table, spread out a piece of rice paper, studied ink, and picked up a pen and a pen: "Of course, since it is a gambling fight, then you must be willing to gamble and lose, if you lose, I don't want you to do any hard work, you can't do too heavy work, so be it, you will stay honestly in four streets for a month, and you are not allowed to go out of the street for a single step." β
"One word is a deal!" Miao Cuihua jumped up.
"Now you're good to go. β
Ouyang Sihaiyi began to write.
She wrote a Tang poem.
ββLeft moved to Languan to show his nephew Sun Xiang.
The regular script she uses is delicate and elegant.
"I'm coming!"
Miao Cuihua was extremely excited, thinking that this was a sure-fire deal, although Ouyang Sihai's martial arts were very high, very high, but she was not weak, plus Ouyang Sihai's range of activities when she was writing was not large, she was confident that she could still do it if she grabbed the pen from her hand, but after she started, she was dumbfounded, and the pen seemed to come alive in Ouyang Sihai's hands. Block, extremely effective, whenever her hand approaches the pen in Ouyang Sihai's hand, the other party's pen can always point to her hands and wrists, or both arms bend the pool acupoint, although the other party does not use internal strength, but every time she is hit, her arms are a little numb, in a hurry, she simply even uses her leg skills, but how fierce her moves are but can not help Ouyang Sihai, Ouyang Sihai is like a small boat in the angry waves, undulating with the waves, calm, while holding the pen and writing, while calmly resolving her offensive.
After a few minutes, her moves slowed down, but luckily she was only defending, otherwise she would have been defeated.
Ouyang Sihai asked while writing, "It seems that you have put a lot of effort into this set of boxing techniques." β
Miao Cuihua said proudly: "Three years." β
"Three years, that's not a short time," Ouyang Sihai said, "Master Miao didn't tell you a very important thing. β
Miao Cuihua couldn't help asking, "What's the matter?"
Ouyang Sihai replied to her: "It is difficult to last if you are rigid and soft, and you can't overcome it if you lack softness, and the real martial arts should be both rigid and soft."
Miao Cuihua suddenly felt a sense of frustration, her father had never told her about these boxing principles, but she refused to admit defeat: "You still win the battle first, and then I will preach." β
Ouyang Sihai smiled: "With your current Shaolin Luohan Boxing, you can't win against me at all." β
As she spoke, she had already written four Tang poems:
ββA morning plays nine heavens, and the sunset tide is eight thousand.
If you want to eliminate the disadvantages of the Holy Dynasty, you are willing to cherish the old years.
Miao Cuihua was in a hurry, and she immediately used the 36th road Miao family without a shadow hand.
Although her Miao family's shadowless hand was more than enough to deal with Li Xiaohuan, she lost her power when she met Ouyang Sihai.
"You still can't help me. β
"Not necessarily!"
Miao Cuihua suddenly kicked out of her legs and kicked the table in front of her from the bottom up. The table cracked from it.
The table cracked, and the paper flew high.
Miao Cuihua got up and grabbed the piece of paper.
- As long as she tore the paper off, she won as agreed, though it was not glamorous.
But just when her hand was about to grasp the paper, Ouyang Sihai's people had already arrived first, and the pen had hit her wrist, she suddenly felt that her right hand was numb and fell from the air, but Ouyang Sihai waved the pen in the air and wrote urgently, and then caught the paper and landed lightly.
Her body technique is the most difficult to practice in light martial arts.
Miao Cuihua watched her fall, but she couldn't chase her.
"You've lost!"
Ouyang Sihai has already unfolded the words written, and read lightly: "A dynasty plays nine heavens, and the sunset degrades the Chaoyang Road for eight thousand, if you want to eliminate the evils for the holy dynasty, you are willing to regret the old years, where is the cloud across the Qinling family, the snow hugs the blue pass, and you should be interested in knowing that you are far away, so as to collect my bones and miasma by the river." She looked at the Tang poems she had written for a while and said: "Han Wengong's poems are peculiar and majestic, majestic, passionate and tragic, and I can't write this kind of momentum." β
Miao Cuihua laughed: "You can continue to write!"
Ouyang Sihai glared at her: "The table has been kicked by you, how can I write?"
Miao Cuihua smiled embarrassedly: "The old ones don't go, the new ones don't come, I'll buy you a new one later, but you tell me, is it a point acupuncture when you just ordered me." β
"So what?"
"Is it okay to teach me?"
"We said okay, I'll teach you martial arts if you win, and besides, I'll accompany my mother-in-law to Lingyin Temple to incense, and I'll mess around with you at that time. β
"I'll go with you. β
"You promised me that if you lose, you would stay honestly in four streets. β
"It's not a violation to have you and Erniang with me. β
But in fact, they did not go to Chenglingyin Temple, but were pulled by Li Xiaohuan to Guandi Temple to watch the ring competition. When they arrived at the ring, Lei Laohu was competing with a master of the Taiping Sect, Lei Laohu's martial arts were indeed good, his fists and feet were strong and fierce, like a storm.
After seeing Lei Laohu's skills, Fang Jia's second mother said: "It seems that this Lei Lao is very capable of fighting." β
"It's just that the tone is a little bigger," Miao Cuihua was angry when she saw the couplets on both sides of the ring: "Punching the two gangs of Yancao and stepping on the seven provinces in the south of the Yangtze River, as if he is the first in the world." β
Fang Erniang smiled: "The tone is a little bigger, but his martial arts are really good, your martial arts are far worse than his." β
Li Xiaohuan said: "We can't beat Lei Laohu, but Sister Rou may not be impossible." β
As they spoke, Lei Laohu had already kicked the Taiping Gate master to the ground, vomiting blood.
Fang Erniang's eyebrows were deeply locked: "This Thunder Tiger martial arts are good, even if he shoots, he is too ruthless." β
"Yes!" Li Xiaohuan replied: "Other people's martial arts competitions stop on point, but he beats people to death." β
Miao Cuihua was asking Ouyang Sihai: "If it's Sister Rou in the ring, what will you do?"
Ouyang Sihai said: "Lei Laohu's iron fist, wind legs are steady, fast, accurate, ruthless, foreign kung fu has reached the realm, and he will definitely suffer a loss, if you want to win him, only the enemy advances and I retreat, the enemy retreats and I advance, stick to him as much as possible, and don't let him let go of his hands and feet." β
"How is that possible?"
As soon as Miao Cuihua finished speaking, she only heard Li Xiaohuan say: "Someone is fighting again." β
It was a man in Tsing Yi who was fighting.
Miao Cuihua couldn't help but say: "Another one who wants money and doesn't want to die!"
Fang Erniang was puzzled: "What do you mean?"
Li Xiaohuan said: "Lei Laohu said, someone beat him and rewarded him with five taels of silver, and kicked him with ten taels, and many people are running for silver these days." β
After listening to her words, Fang Erniang's face seemed to be angry.
At this time, the man in Tsing Yi who walked into the ring had already given Lei Laohu's name: "Liang Botao came to learn in Xiafu. β
Lei Laohu smiled: "My ring was originally from the two gangs of Yancao, I didn't expect them to dare to come, but there are so many people who are not afraid of death, if you are not afraid of death, you can come." β
Liang Botao didn't answer again.
He used the Mu family boxing.
Mujia boxing is very popular in Yunnan, and Liang Botao's boxing is indeed exquisite.
Lei Laohu took it hard with an iron fist.
His fists are just as powerful.
The fists meet each other.
"Peng!"
The internal energy reverberates, and both sides take three steps back.
After this blow, Lei Laohu had put away his intention to underestimate the enemy: "Good kung fu, today I finally have a decent opponent." β
"You're not bad either!"
"Come again!"
The two faced each other again.
There are no false moves between them, it is purely hard-hitting, fist-to-fist, leg-to-leg, the fight is inseparable, for a time the fist is like lightning, and the legs are like angry waves.
Miao Cuihua smiled when she saw this: "This time Lei Laohu has encountered a strong enemy. β
Fang Erniang was shaking her head: "Lei Laohu has profound skills and rich experience, Liang Botao is probably not his opponent!"
Miao Cuihua's eyes widened: "Erniang also knows martial arts?"
Fang Erniang smiled: "Where do I know any martial arts, just talk about it casually." β
But in fact, Liang Botao is indeed not Lei Laohu's opponent, and it is difficult to continue in less than a hundred moves, which even Li Xiaohuan can see: "Then what should we do, do you want to help him." β
Fang Erniang said: "If you want to help, you have to go to Rou'er, and the two of you will go in vain." β
Ouyang Sihai's eyebrows locked slightly: "But our family's house rules ......"
Fang Erniang said: "Mother is asking you to save people, not to let you fight, and this thunder tiger is too much." β
Ouyang Sihai immediately agreed: "It's Rou'er who knows." β
Then they turned their gaze to the ring again.
After more than a dozen moves, Liang Botao was punched twice and fell to the ring. Just when Liang Botao fell to the ground, Ouyang Sihai under the stage had already leaped up and went straight to the ring. Lei Laohu didn't notice this, and kicked Liang Botao who fell to the ground with his flying legs, wanting to kill Liang Botao, but just when his leg kicked Liang Botao, but when he kicked Liang Botao, he saw a hand grab Liang Botao's left shoulder in time and pull him away a few feet, causing him to kick him into the air.
Lei considered kicking one leg into the air, was taken aback, and took a few steps back, before hearing a gentle voice: "Lei is in charge, be merciful under your legs." β
It was Ouyang Sihai who spoke.
"Mrs. Fang?"
Lei Laohu couldn't imagine that Ouyang Sihai could actually save Liang Botao under his feet.
Ouyang Sihai smiled: "The competition should be up to the end, Lei Dangjia's shot is too ruthless!"
Lei Laohu sneered: "Mrs. Fang, but the road is uneven?"
"Sihai just doesn't want to see this little brother injured at the feet of Lei Dangjia, and besides, leave a line for everything and see each other in the future, why did Lei Dangjia act so ruthlessly. β
Lei Laohu sneered: "I didn't expect Fang De to dare to come out to see me, he hid at home as a turtle, but let his wife come out and be embarrassed." β