After learning how to play, Han Yi practiced for two days.

Two days later, no matter how Han Xiaoye's left and right punches came, Han Yi was able to react quickly and counterattack with the nest cannon fighting method.

Han Yi spent another two days transforming from a passive defensive state to an active offensive state, omitting the previous steps, directly close to him, stepping on the middle door, first grabbing with his left hand, and then following with his right hand to make a killing move.

At this time, Grandpa didn't know where to get a lot of sandbags, and hung them into the air one by one, so that Han Yi practiced playing against the sandbags every day.

Of course, Han Yi just hit a sandbag first, not a nest cannon fight, but a split fist, a fixed step split fist.

Only then did Han Yi know that the splitting boxing was divided into live step splitting boxing and fixed-step splitting, Han Yi hit a few hundred meters out of the living step splitting boxing, and now he began to practice fixed-step splitting boxing.

"The main thing is to practice pushing, didn't I say it before, splitting boxing is like pushing a mountain, you try to push sandbags first, now your playing style is already okay, but the strength is not enough, the breath is not calm, practicing fixed-step splitting boxing can make up for your shortcomings in this regard!" Grandpa smoked a big cigarette pouch and explained to Han Yi.

"When you're done with the fixed step split, you're trying to see if there's a change? Then you can practice the splitting, and then I'll teach you the splitting, shaking, and chain splitting. After Grandpa slightly calibrated Han Yi's fist frame, he was busy with his own affairs and let Han Yi practice Fixed-Step Splitting Fist by himself.

Han Yi has long been familiar with splitting boxing, he stands in front of the sandbag in a three-body pose, sits on the wrist with his right hand and steps on the palm root, his five fingers are naturally opened, like grasping a round ball, and after turning into a fist, a punch is split.

Bang!

Sandbags raised high.

Han Yi's splitting fist movements are extremely slow, what he pursues is to hit a splitting punch, and he will send out a force, and his body will follow the strength up and down, and he will pursue calm and natural with every breath and breath.

"Wrong!" Grandpa came over and took a look, and immediately corrected Han Yi.

"Your breath is right with your fist, it's not right, it's to practice pushing, push forward, how can you push when you beat up the sandbag? There's a grinding disc over there, push it yourself, find a feeling. Grandpa pointed to the big stone mill in the corner of the yard that had not been used for many years.

The grinding disc was placed on a platform made of stones, Han Yi walked to the grinding plate, put his hands on the wooden pole, and pushed hard, this push, the three-body style under his feet became self-contained, and the grinding disc immediately made a rustling sound of rotation.

Han Yi felt that he was faintly conscious, so he stopped the grinding disc under his hand, came to the sandbag again, stood still in a three-body position, and slowly punched out after turning a fist under the ribs, and then split on the sandbag, the sandbag shook for a moment, but it did not rise significantly.

Whew···

Han Yi let out a big sigh, just now, Han Yi felt that he had used all his strength, although his movements were slow, his breath was bulging, and it felt like he had hit a live step splitting fist for more than fifty meters.

Han Yi was vaguely excited, it turned out that the fixed-step splitting fist was the basis of the living step splitting fist.

"Understood, you're young and lively, so I'll let you play live step splitting boxing first, and only today will you learn Dingbu splitting boxing, just the opposite. When Grandpa saw Han Yi's expression, he knew that Han Yi understood what was going on, and immediately explained the situation.

"Let's practice, split into the breath of a punch and a punch, this truth will not be wrong if you understand!" Grandpa is really relieved this time, the people in the village have just taken a nap at two o'clock in the afternoon, and the old people have slept less, so they go out for a stroll and find someone to play chess.

Han Yi continued to practice fixed-step splitting.

A week later, every time Han Yi punched a fixed step split, he was able to push the sandbag high, and his grandfather began to teach Han Yi how to split boxing after seeing it.

"First teach you the splitting method, you see, the splitting fist is the fist of the forearm and the forearm as the focus of the strength, that is, the elbow hit, how to hit? Pulling and beating, wrapping and beating, the splitting method is that the two fists up and down to go arc, the arm force, with the strength of the slap and cover when splitting forward!

Although boxing does not come from life, it can be reflected in boxing through life, and you have to observe carefully. The splitting method is over, now teach you the shaking method.

Remember, everything is inseparable from the three-body pose, and the shaking method also starts from the three-body pose, how to shake it, the fist is split out is a sudden force, the breath is heavy and the waist is shaking, urging the arm to shake forward and release the power.

The final chain splitting fist is a three-body start, with two steps and three palms, without pause in the middle. Continuous stepping, continuous splitting palms, two arms like whips left and right, waist for the big axis, shoulders for the small axis, arms like wheels, dancing like the wind, the power is in the hands, what you are looking for is a fast word, fast forward and fast fighting, all the strength will be vented in one go, and the opponent will be defeated!"

"The two ways of fighting are very simple and less powerful, and the nest cannon and the chain splitting fist are the ways to kill people with a shot, you must remember not to use them casually!" grandpa advised.

Han Yi nodded and said seriously, "Grandpa, I know!"

Grandpa successively practiced three ways for Han Yi, Han Yi wrote them down one by one, and then practiced step by step.

Another week has passed, and it is approaching September, and people in Hanjia Village have already started to harvest crops, and people are getting busy one after another, and Han Yi's vacation is about to end, but Han Yi doesn't take these to heart at all.

Each of the four fighting styles Han Yi practiced thousands of times, and after he was completely proficient in the power skills, the hands of the sandbag also appeared calloused, and at this time, the grandfather arranged new things for Han Yi.

A set of lead plates for leggings must be tied to Han Yi's legs when he practices to increase his weight.

On this day, Han Yi got up in the morning, tied up the lead block of the leggings, and came to the ancestral hall, this time Han Yi's live step splitting fist can no longer hit a few hundred meters, he looked back at the footprints of the live step splitting boxing, and felt that it was just over a hundred meters.

Han Yi practiced for a day, and the lead block of the leggings was tied to his legs for a day.

At night, Han Yi climbed onto the kang like a dead dog, and finally felt comfortable barking all over his body, he couldn't help but hum, and Han Xiaoye, who was watching TV, laughed wildly.

Giggles······

Smiling like a little hen, Han Yi rolled his eyes and said angrily: "What are you laughing at, don't sleep yet?"

"Giggles..." Ignoring Han Yi, Han Xiaoye continued to pat his little belly and gasped, and Han Yi laughed when he saw his tears.

Han Yi watched the TV series and found that it was still a martial arts story, and it happened to be the part where Lu Xiucai said that the dead Ji had no life.

"What an idiot's ······" Han Yi muttered, and as soon as the quilt hit him with sleepiness, he fell asleep.

For a long time, Han Xiaoye saw his brother sleeping soundly, his eyes rolled, he quietly picked up a black carbon pen on the cabinet, and tiptoed to Han Yi's side.

The TV was not turned off, and an interstitial emergency news was broadcast: "This morning, a murderer, male, 43 years old, with a mole on the corner of his eyebrows on his face, has been searched by the city bureau and the county police stations for a day, and it has been determined that the fugitive has escaped from the scope ······of Xixian County, and his whereabouts are currently unknown."