On the edge of a spoonful of the pond in the hundred homes of the People's Congress, Xie Cunguan supported the handle in front of him, pressed the middle line, and put his back hand on the crotch, like a gun, stepping on the chicken step. It is not quite the same as the general chicken leg outside, his chicken step is the front leg to lift and step on the back leg to blow the wind, the wind is exhausted, and immediately turn into a reminder, and then step on the wind again, and the legs are changed.

He doesn't feel anything special about practicing this from the outside, because the Xinyi Fist taught by Old Man Huang doesn't have any special exercises, but he just asks Xie Cunguan to make every move, and every step of the movement is inhaled to the soles of his feet in one breath.

Xie Cunguan didn't have to ask, but the old man's answer was also very simple, the Yellow Emperor's internal jingyun: Real people breathe with heels! People live with a breath, and those who generally practice martial arts are those who want to guard the dantian and breathe in the abdomen; those who do not practice martial arts generally breathe to the lungs and in the chest; people who are not in good health basically breathe in the throat, so they gasp; and if they dare to breathe shallowly, then they will basically run out of breath and can die.

As for the various internal skills of the outside legends, the old man Huang said: I once visited the direct descendants of Mr. Ma Xueli of Luoyang Xinyi Boxing, and the answer of the Ma family was only one sentence: I don't know about other people's, the Ma family Xinyi Quan only has one breathing method, no internal strength!

It's been a week since I arrived at school, life is not turbulent, and there are no coquettish legends left by the tigers.

The only thing worth mentioning is that Xie Cunguan has found an organization.

College is different from high school, it is the first release period of young people's self-awareness, so the era of universities is a time when clubs shine, like the National People's Congress, the leader of the national liberal arts, literature, literature and other sad clubs can be said to be as brilliant as stars. There are also many sports clubs, but not many related to martial arts, there are a total of kendo clubs, karate clubs, tai chi research associations and a martial arts association.

Both the kendo club and the karate club are relatively monolithic, and the Taijiquan research society is divided into mixed yuan taiji and Yang-style taiji.

Needless to say, Yang-style Tai Chi is one of the five masters of Tai Chi. The mixed yuan Taiji, in fact, belongs to the branch of the Chen style, which is the Taijiquan taught by Feng Zhiqiang, a famous master of Taijiquan in Beijing.

And the martial arts association is miscellaneous, there are all kinds of practice, and the place of activity is in this hundred homes next to the west gate.

Xie Cunguan practiced in the martial arts association, anyway, in modern times, traditional martial arts are not as mysterious as in the past, and there are people in the park who practice them. Moreover, with the spirit of modern people's study of martial arts, even if the master sincerely teaches him, he can't learn it, let alone watch the stealing master. So whether it's real kung fu, or whether it's fists and embroidered legs, you don't have to hide it.

However, over the past few days, the martial arts association has continued to add new faces, and it seems that there are also enthusiasts who continue to find organizations.

But when everyone came together, there were more Kan Dashan and less practice. Three hours of activity time a day, excluding Kan's time, it would be good for everyone to practice for more than half an hour. However, there are exceptions, and what caught Xie Cunguan's attention was a pair of senior brothers. That senior brother seems to be a junior in college, his name is Li Foxie, and he is a veteran member of the association, and it can be seen that the rest of the association has a sense of awe for him. That junior brother is the same as Xie Cunguan, a freshman, Xie Cunguan doesn't know that he is in that college and department, but the name is quite atmospheric - Zhang Boran. The striking thing about this pair of brothers is that every day they come here, under the supervision of the senior brother, the senior brother and brother practice for a full three hours.

Old man Huang has a lot of fights with others, and he knows a little about the boxing techniques of various sects, and when he is usually fine, he tells Xie Cunguan to listen, and the things he talks about are all hands-on and can be used. Xie Cunguan is no stranger to Xingyi Boxing, the five elements and twelve shapes, they all know something, and they are all practical.

Looking at the practice of the brothers and sisters, it is similar to the shape and meaning of the Hebei faction outside.

Listening to the two sometimes chatting, mentioning terms such as Zhu's Xingyi and the Four Tigers of the Zhu Family, Xie Cunguan remembered a Xingyi fist mentioned by Old Man Huang, the Four Tigers are compatriots of the same mother, and the Republic of China was once powerful. In particular, his elder brother Zhu Guofu is not only proficient in Xingyi, but also has integrated Western boxing, once defeated Russian boxers in the Shanghai Concession, and won the first place in the Nanjing National Examination in 28 years.

At that time, Old Man Huang mentioned that the Zhu family did not talk deeply, only said that this fist was powerful, and it was not easy to escape. However, Xie Cunguan watched it for a few days, and he didn't see that it was special with other Xingyi boxing, and it was also the boxing of Hebei Xingyi. At this time, the two brothers and sisters faced off against the Xingyi Fist's cannon, and Xie Cunguan stopped, wiped his sweat, and took a look at the cannon. It is generally not easy to see things from single practice, but sparring is different, after all, sparring is a simulation of actual combat, and some playing styles and methods in actual combat will be reflected.

However, after looking at the cannon, Xie Cunguan sighed lightly, from his point of view, the two of them lost a lot of things, they can deal with ordinary people, and they owe a little bit to deal with masters.

Although he has not systematically learned Xingyi boxing, some things in the boxing style are basically the same, there is something, and there is nothing. Moreover, Old Man Huang also told him a lot of Xingyi Quan tricks, and he knew some things that he had to have. And, Hebei Xingyi, the frame is alive. Now there are more people who practice the rules, but there is one less movable type.

Tiger head Shaobao Sun Lutang set gossip, Xingyi, Tai Chi three major internal boxing in one, all of them are a frame boxing, but he got the name of the live monkey, not only because of the relationship of light skills, but because he has practiced boxing to the point of breaking the rules, and has a sense of life.

But he looked at it, but he couldn't say that for no reason, how to be a teacher!

Moreover, being a good teacher is a taboo in martial arts. In the past, when martial arts were flourishing, if one did not do it well, he would die! It was said that there was no first in literature and no second in martial arts, and a martial artist did not talk about the principle in his mouth, but only saw his kung fu under his hands! No matter how well he said it, no matter how beautiful he thought, he was not tough under his hands, and everything was in the vernacular.

After slipping through the chicken legs, Xie Cunguan was about to go out of shape, when suddenly the phone rang, took out the phone and looked at it, and recognized it at a glance that it was the number of Xiao Hanye, the cow he met on the train. Although this number was not stored in the mobile phone, Xie Cunguan secretly memorized it. Although he is young, he has lived a tempered life since he was a child, and he is no longer the kind of fake Qinggao who moans without illness.

A little martial arts is nothing! Many people are clamoring to fight against the enemy, and this is what is called a martial artist. If you want more than 2b, you will have more 2b, when will you see that history has changed because of a martial artist? Yang Luchan is not bullish, that is, the head of the palace; Dong Haichuan is not, the eunuch of the palace; the tiger head is not the best to protect Sun Lutang, and he is just a bodyguard for Xu Shichang.

Martial artists are first and foremost human beings, and if they are human beings, they have life, and they have seven emotions and six desires. Xi Wen and martial arts, in the final analysis, left and right are just a life. As the only man in the family, Xie Cunguan naturally has to take on the responsibilities of a man. Moreover, it is not a shame to have a noble person to help you! Moreover, a noble person is a noble person, and at most you do not ask for him, but treat him with a normal heart, but you must not be contemptuous. Otherwise, you won't know how you died, and if you don't get it right, it will hurt your family.

In fact, people are lacking what they shout.

The person who usually scolds people and scolds the leader the most, you will find that when the leader comes, he always runs the happiest and has the most flattering expression. Those who clamored for not being in love with power and sex are actually mostly slaves of power and sex. It's just that the sour grapes are psychologically troublesome. Knowing these truths, you will know that if you listen to people, listen to them, and understand them, you will be able to recognize a person. When you see a lot of people and things, you know that you always have to go your own way, regardless of what others say.

Xie Cunguan answered the phone, and Xiao Hanye's crisp voice came from the phone: "Brother, will there be time, introduce you to a friend......

"Brother Xiao beckoned, and if something happens, it's okay. Xie Cunguan also smiled.

"This side of Houhai is not far from your school...... When you call me, I'll find someone to lead you......" Xiao Hanye smiled on the phone: "Speed!"

Xie Cunguan sighed, hung up the phone, and looked at the clothes on his body, he was casual, and it was more suitable for the feeling of a bar. Fortunately, I just started practicing today, and I didn't sweat a lot, so I didn't need to go back to the dormitory to change clothes. Baijiayuan is close to the west gate, he walked directly to the west gate, since Xiao Hanye said the speed, he didn't plan to squeeze the bus.

I heard some classmates say that Houhai is not very far from the school, and it doesn't cost much to get a call.

Watching Xie Cunguan leave, Li Foxie stopped and looked at his back.

Zhang Boran on the side saw that his senior brother suddenly stopped, and couldn't help but look over and said, "Brother, what are you looking at?"

Li Foxie smiled and said nothing.

"You often say that the most poisonous thing is the mind, the person just now practiced the mind boxing, right? I don't see what's good!" Zhang Boran said disapprovingly. Xie Cunguan paid attention to them, why didn't they pay attention to him. After all, there are more than a dozen people gathered in this area every day, and the three of them are the only ones who practice steadily.

"If you can see it, it's not a fist!" Li Foxie said with a smile: "I don't remember what Uncle Liu said, if you can see people boxing, you can see that it's a good thing, it's either a grandmaster or an idiot, what do you think you are?"

"Idiot! hehe......" Zhang Boran laughed, he was a slightly thin and tall boy, different from the stocky and old Li Foxie, he was young and looked much more lively: "However, I guarantee that he can't compare to you, senior brother, in our hometown, who doesn't know the prestige of the little Buddha Li Foxie!"

"Go, go, practice your boxing, there is no shape all day long!" Li Foxie smiled and opened his mouth to catch people, but there was no smile in his eyes, when he was in his hometown, he was famous for his good competition, and his vision was naturally not comparable to Zhang Boran, who had just started. However, Xie Cunguan's fist, he didn't see any doorway, but after looking at it for a few days, he felt that it was very different from the minds of other people he knew, but the specific difference was there, and he couldn't say it for a while.

I'm looking forward to the opportunity to learn! After not doing anything for a long time, he suddenly had a hint of longing in his heart.

He shook his head, calmed down, a tiger jumped out of the stream, the cold rooster step was as steady as a mountain, a little bit of momentum was gathered, he exhaled and punched, his arms opened vigorously, and there was a snapping sound of his sleeves, which startled Zhang Boran who was standing in front of him.

Zhang Boran looked at his senior brother a little strangely, and always felt that he was a little different from usual today.