"Dude, buddy!"

Someone suddenly said Chinese behind him, and Lao Qin stopped and watched when he heard the sound.

"Ha! I'll just say that I'm from Huaxia, my surname is Sun, Sun Zhuang, from Ji Province, where are you, buddy?"

"Uh, from the hometown of Xiamen (no typo, forgive me). ”

This cargo scratched his head and hesitated for a few seconds before answering - his hometown of Shanhaiguan, the grandfather of the predecessor settled in Xiamen before going abroad, and the ancestors above did not know.

"Xiamen is good, how magnificent Gulangyu is! This is your girlfriend? senior!"

Lao Qin's answer was ambiguous, and he didn't say that he was a local, so Sun Zhuang misunderstood, thinking that this was an old cannon in the senior class, and his eyes were green with envy. Male international students, who doesn't want to win glory for the country or something?

"No, hey, what's the matter with you?" Old Qin never considered himself an indigenous, and he didn't bother to explain.

Sun Zhuang smiled: "It's okay, I just came here, I don't know the place well, I will say hello when I meet my compatriots, we have a lot of them, leave a call?"

"Oh, good. ”

Maybe it's because the other party is familiar, maybe it's because I'm new to the city and feel very cordial when I see the people, in short, Lao Qin has been here for a long time, and he hasn't been very comfortable with meeting such a warm person for a while.

"What, don't delay you, I'm going to ask the student union for a list of our Chinese classmates, when will we get together together? ”

After exchanging numbers, Sun Zhuang left in a hurry, and Lao Qin's eyes followed him, and there were three or five yellow-skinned and black-haired peers over there.

People didn't come, and he didn't have the idea of the past, even if he waved his hand, he said hello.

"My dear, you promised to teach me Chinese. Amanda complained, the two had a Chinese conversation throughout the whole process, she couldn't understand a word, and she had to maintain a polite smile.

"Don't blame me, who gets sleepy when they see the square word?"

Lao Qin hugged aggrieved, when the two of them first got along, he sang to his girlfriend, and at that time she shouted that she wanted to learn, and when he was teaching him, she was not good at learning.

"I don't care, you teach me. The big girl began to be coquettish, holding her boyfriend's arm and rubbing.

"OK, OK, I'll teach you if you're not tired. Although the two have lived together for more than a month, this product still can't withstand the teasing of his girlfriend, and if he doesn't agree, he should make a fool of himself on the spot.

"And Wing Chun, and guns, I have to learn!" Amanda is inch by inch, she is now in a sense of crisis, and she will not let go of any opportunity to increase her time with her boyfriend.

"Wow!" "Wing Chun" is the word you say, whatever you want!" "Reasoning with a woman is the most unwise choice, what else can Lao Qin say except agree?

Be careful and succeed, the big girl is very proud.

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Back home, if you don't make a plan, the Death Star will start to get worried.

Originally, I wanted to go to school in the morning and learn boxing in the afternoon, but now it's good, I can only use it on Friday - there are classes from Monday to Thursday, and Saturday and Sunday are reserved to make money.

He didn't lie to Lao Jiang, but said a lot.

In order to avenge Jiang Yuzhu, he asked Freze to find a "corpse collector" to deal with the traces, and the five beasts gave birth to a driver, plus the unlucky child who sent her, which was worth 700,000 US dollars.

The old guy added 30% and added 210,000, so Qin Million suffered the biggest financial crisis since his rebirth, and if he didn't make any money, he would have to go bankrupt!

"Tsk, Chong Guan is angry, how kind of person you are, why are you stumped by this little thing?" The young lady showed her figure, as if she was resentful and resentful, and she was full of amorous feelings.

"I'm not worried about money, okay, I can't schedule time!"

This guy scratched his scalp, the electric razor in front of him came with clippers, and he had been pushing his hair by himself since the crossing, and his head was simply shaved bald after stitches, looking like a braised egg.

"Hmph, yes!" Ziyu twisted it hatefully, and said before he turned his face: "You don't even look at the recruitment of such a long club in the school, who is to blame?"

"Society, what do I think that thing is for? It's a waste......

Halfway through his words, Lao Qin suddenly reacted: Boxing clubs are also clubs! There are similar organizations in domestic universities, such as taekwondo clubs, martial arts associations, and so on.

I was only thinking about my own gym and coach, and I was thinking about how to make time, but I forgot that I could also practice boxing in the club, thanks to the reminder of the young lady.

There is no one left and right, so what are you waiting for?

The eldest lady is actually a little jealous, but anyway, she doesn't show up much during the day, it is the same with or without Jiang Yuzhu, the dream world is her paradise.

Lips parted, Ziyu softly sent out the white of his eyes, and said seriously: "Your internal injuries are not healed yet, don't do strenuous exercise these days, dare to run around again, be careful of your skin!"

Lao Qin subconsciously covered his waist and nodded hurriedly in fright.

Internal injuries are so annoying, you can't see or touch, and it will be aggravated if you are not careful, three days ago, this guy consciously recovered very well, but when he came back from morning exercise, his breath smelled fishy.

Thinking of this, he hurriedly applied for a system scan.

The result is not bad, bullying roommates is pure teasing, the unlucky child and his brother will fall with a slap, only tearing down the wall is an all-out shot, but that is, it didn't hurt himself again.

There was a knock on the door, and there was pain in his waist, but Ziyu took advantage of his distraction, screwed it and disappeared.

"Brother, it's time to eat!" Kume Chiyo shouted outside the door, Lao Qin answered, and the teeth grinding "crunch" sounded, secretly saying that you are a goblin, and wait to sleep, see how the old man cleans you up!

......

Basement, wooden stakes.

Li Bazhi didn't have anything to say to his registered disciple, and the day after learning that the apprentice was injured, he mailed a rattan stick, thick at the bottom and thin at the top, just enough to insert into the pile hole.

There is a bolt behind the pile arm of the wooden pile, and the pile arm can be pulled out by pulling out the bolt and moving up and down, and then inserting the rattan and inserting the bolt, which is a special pile arm.

Qin Zhan's eyes were closed, his movements were slow, and his strength was gentle.

Spreading, crouching, shouldering, and circling, he constantly changes his body shape, drops the moves of small thoughts on the rattan one by one, and feeds them back to the brain through touch, and finally forms a virtual scene in his mind.

Soft and tough, can be bent and stretched, seems to be weak and can be bullied, but in fact it is powerless, and the killing machine is hidden, once it touches the bottom line, it will instantly return a blood purlin.

Just like today's China!

The hair is soft, and it can also pierce the skin inadvertently, and the rattan is even more so, the tip of the little finger is thick, and you can push it with your palm, and the force is right, and you can't inch in, which is the truth of Ming Jiner.

Old Qin condensed his mind, and Amanda and Chiyo Kume on the side didn't dare to come out, looking at each other, not understanding why he pushed and put against the top of the rattan.

Gradually, he was fascinated, completely forgetful, rattan seemed to be incarnated into a person, and he was practicing with him sticky hands, like glue and paint, to stay and send, and the power conversion was exquisite.

......

Wing Chun actual combat, pay attention to "chasing form" and "defeating shape". 好易 .haoetv.

People swing their arms when walking, and instinctively make movements when they step into the air, all in order to maintain balance, and people who practice martial arts pay more attention to the body structure and center of gravity, which is "shape".

Chasing the form is to break the structure of the other party and destroy the center of gravity of the other party.

Defeat is to be broken by the other party and destroy the center of gravity.

The purpose of pushing the rattan is to chase the shape; by bending itself, the rattan will transmit and disperse the force it bears, so as to avoid the defeat of the shape; when it touches the bottom and pulls back, it turns into chasing the shape.

The strength is right, and the soft rattan will also be as straight as a gun, because the structure is balanced.

Lao Qin's mind came up with the riot in St. Quentin's prison, the last moment to fight with the prisoner leader, and the image of using bioelectric simulation to play a bright and killing the enemy with one blow.

The opponent is tall and strong, strong and heavy, a punch, the side palm can't be opened, can't resist, so the arm is bent like a rattan, the body turns with the arm, the side palm turns into a hand, progress twist the body.

The elbow is like a lever to drive the whole body, the bones are fine-tuned in the trembling, and with the power of the opponent's attack and the integrated power of their own, one elbow shatters the opponent's heart!

Mingjin is recoordinated.

As if the ground was rammed in the old days, there were many ropes tied to the stone hammer, and the laborers who operated the ropes adjusted their posture with the trumpet, and gathered the strength of everyone to throw the heavy stone hammer high and smash it down.

If there is no trumpet, the heart is not aligned, the strength is not gathered, and no matter how many people are able to lift the stone hammer, and the more experienced the laborer, the more he can exert the greatest effect with the least force.

Clumsy and ingenious, clear and clear!

Therefore, fighting is related to the amount of strength, but it is even more inseparable from effective use.

If you think of the laborers as one person, then the coordination, leaning and prostrating, is like gathering the strength of all parts of the body, this is Mingjin!

In the case of mastering the technique, the more people there are, the greater the strength, but the difficulty of coordination will also increase exponentially, just as the more bones involved in conduction, the slower the progress of mastering Ming Jin.

Because of this, Li Laosan does not teach his younger brother chopsticks.

And this is just the bones, muscles, tendons, center of gravity, breathing, and each time you add a piece, the difficulty will increase dramatically, and there will be ties and conflicts between each other.

If you want to master it completely, the difficulty is comparable to climbing to the sky!

Because it is difficult, it is slow, because it is slow, it lacks competitiveness, because it lacks competitiveness, so there are few people who learn, and because there are few people, so such a wonderful kung fu has come to an end.

The high and the low, about the same.

Lao Qin smiled bitterly, precisely because he didn't want Huaxia martial arts to come to an end, so he wanted to misinterpret the true meaning of martial arts, start from muscle training, use himself as bait, and pursue more effective clumsiness in a short time.

He can even imagine how much abuse he would suffer in the process of promotion. The more expert and the more he truly loves martial arts, the deeper the scolding will be, and he will even be regarded as a traitor and shame of Chinese martial arts.

There is turbidity in the chest, and it is not pleasant to vomit!

So he stepped closer, with unwillingness and determination, with the experience of understanding rattan, exhaled, his bones trembled slightly like delicate levers, and a flat punch was struck, not slow.

"Boom!"

The sound was as deep as thunder, and the wooden stake that was deliberately weighted by the base shook violently, and if it were not for part of the base being trampled underfoot, the pile body would not have to move backwards for a distance even if it did not fall over.

A shallow fist mark was left on the solid mahogany, the finger bones were slightly painful, and the calluses that had been honed day by day could not withstand such a huge force, and could not cushion the shock of this punch.

The body was slightly cold, the brain seemed to be dizzy, the heart was buzzing, and the smell of blood was once again in the breath, but it was an all-out attack, and there was a layer of white sweat in an instant!

It's not good!

As soon as Lao Qin thought of this, his waist was in sharp pain, the green light swept by, and Ziyu's cold snort followed: "It's hurt, don't do any "exercise" in three days, sleep on the sofa at night!"

"Huh?" Colorcolor was dumbfounded.

Not daring to squeak and unable to understand, Amanda was originally drowsy, frightened by the loud noise, and in an instant, the sleepiness disappeared, and her little heart fluttered wildly.

Kume Chiyo doesn't seem to understand, and subconsciously learns to compare with his brother.

"Baby, I sleep on the couch at night. This guy cried with a sad face, put down such a sentence, and went straight to the master bedroom bathroom dejectedly, only to feel that life was gloomy for a while.

The big and small girls looked at each other speechlessly, vaguely guessing that his internal injuries were serious again.

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"Hi Godfather, it's me, Ike, I've seen that guy you're talking about. Eric Molina clipped his phone between his cheek and shoulder, making a phone call while wearing his pants.

"How's it going? Did you see him shoot an arrow?"

"Please, today is back-to-school day, who will bring a bow and arrows to school? And he doesn't seem to be interested in archery, otherwise why don't you go to the bow and arrow club to sign up?"

Barry Brown, the archery enthusiast at the police department, scoffed, "That's because USC's archery club is a piece of shit!"

Ike rolled his eyes and set the phone aside, knowing that his godfather must have been mentioning this endlessly.

Sure enough, the bow and arrow enthusiast seemed to be poked in the heart, and complained: "Can you believe it? I have been teaching for five years! Those woods can't learn anything!"

"The bow and arrow is a great invention! It's not their way to pick up girls! These idiots always think that after learning the bow and arrow for a few days, they can take the girl to the wild bow hunt!"

Putting on his T-shirt, Ike interjected, "No, Godfather, the bow hunt is just a gimmick, they're just trying to find a reason to roll the sheets, and in fact, the girls know that." ”

After a pause, he turned the microphone to the other hand, and said, "Since that guy named Qin likes bows and arrows, why don't you invite him to join the Bow and Arrow Society?"

"Hey, you know, I'm out of the Bow and Arrow Society! I swore I'd never set foot in that garbage shelter again in my life!" exclaimed Barry Brown.

"Come on, the guy you swear has graduated, and if he's really as good as you say, you should go back and let the other clubs see what you're capable of. ”

"Hmm......" The officer was a little moved, and muttered in a low voice: "Qin is not very interested in bows and arrows, he is just for the sake of boxing, but it's a pity that God gave him the talent." ”

"No, he's a violent maniac!" Ike grinned in pain as he rubbed his fists.

After Lao Qin left, a group of people surrounded the hole, chatting and exclaiming, and they didn't know who suddenly proposed to try it, so everyone followed and coaxed.

- Antonio has to pay anyway, and no matter how many holes there are, it's not a big deal.

Foreign devils have always respected strength, and everyone is watching with their eyes, as the captain, how can Eric Molina retreat?

It's a pity that he has a specialization in the art industry, no matter how strong his body is, he is just a rugby player, and it is no problem to hit people on the shoulder, but there is no layer of cocoons like Lao Qin on his fist, and he can't resist the reaction force.

As a result, deep and shallow pits were left on the walls, and there were a bunch of young people in the dormitory who were clutching their hands and crying out in pain, and the only thing that could bring comfort to Ike was that he left the deepest pit.

Well, it hurts the most!

"He's a hundred and fifty pounds at most, not fit for football. Godfather, if you don't go back to the Bow and Arrow Society, I'll go find Jacob Kane, and the violent maniac should be with his own kind, shouldn't he?"

"Who's that?" said Barry Brown, feeling uneasy.

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