"Baguazhang changes in all kinds of changes, but when it comes to practice, there are only eight positions. Look at me to practice." Tang Zichen pulled out his posture, bent his legs and gently spread his five fingers into a palm, and slowly pushed forward, squeeze, press, and rub.

As the footsteps under your feet rotated, your eyes always followed the hand that was exerting force, floating up and down, looking around, very flexible.

"Two palm changes, single palm changes, follow the trend, turn around palms, turn around palms, lift the Yin palms, rub the body palms, rub the body palms, rub the body palms. Eight basic boxing postures, look at my legs and footwork!"

Wang Chao looked at it carefully and saw that when Tang Zichen walked, he never raised his legs, but walked through the floor.

"All national skills require the practice of the kung fu on the legs. You can't see the tumbler. The lower body is a piece of iron, steadily on the ground, the upper body flutters and never falls. The same is true for practicing boxing! The steps I walk like this are called "Mild Steps", which means walking in mud and water. It must be light, steadily, be careful and keep the strength, otherwise the mud and water will splash on your body when it is slightly heavier."

Tang Zichen was still like practicing in the park that day. After practicing eight stances, he raised his eyebrows on his hands and pressed them down to his abdomen, and then exhaled like an arrow.

Wang Chao followed and learned slowly. In less than two hours, he learned eight basic boxing styles.

The eight airs of Baguazhang were also slow. Wang Chao practiced it for a while, and felt that his posture was very standard, and he felt a little proud. Unexpectedly, he was blown away by Tang Zichen: "You have been practicing empty airs for ten thousand years and have been killed by someone. The three-body posture is in vain!"

"What!!" Wang Chao was surprised.

"The posture is good, and the steps are right, but why don't you move your spine when you are playing the posture? Inner family, inner family must keep your energy and prevent the energy from dissipating it. "Tang Zichen made another gesture of pushing his palm, and pushed his arm to the end. When he took it back, Wang Chao saw the fur on her arm suddenly stood up.

"When practicing, you must have the right footwork, your eyes, and your spine. The horse stance you practiced, the three-body stance you have stood in Java? You have no such understanding! When you are extinguished, you must have a three-body stance!"

When Tang Zichen taught him, he was very strict.

"So that's how it is. Integrating the stance method into boxing, standing on the stance is like giving you a formula theorem, boxing is a question. Using this formula to solve the problem is to integrate the stance method into boxing!" Wang Chao suddenly realized.

Tang Zichen was slightly surprised: "You little fool have some insights! Since you know, just practice these eight basic moves one by one!"

Wang Chao nodded and started practicing in a lot. He slowly pushed his palms and turned his footwork. In the end, he became more and more mature. Every time he used his palms, he used his strength to make his whole body feel hot. When the palms were closed, the spine fell, the hairs all over his body exploded, and goose bumps bulge.

The heat in the whole body swelled back and forth with the palm force. Wang Chao felt his body like a water jar, and the air inside was swaying.

Last time Wang Chao was in the three-body pose, he also felt this way, but that time he was encouraging his strength was just his upper torso, from his neck to his lower abdomen.

Now the heat and cold swell up, it fills the hands, feet, and every part of the body.

Wang Chao pushed his palm step by step, and the heat in his body could not be emitted. After practicing for a while, he felt that his hands, feet, and body were like pigs blown out of breath, swollen. However, Wang Chao knew that his hands, feet and bodies were not really bulging, which was the illusion that qi stimulated the pore nerves.

Gradually, the three-body posture was not strong enough to fall into the spine and close the pores. Suddenly, the energy in the body accumulated thicker and thicker, and the pores were suddenly washed away. Wang Chao's teeth were washed away, and he couldn't help but let out a long roar. Then he immediately sweated like rain and was soaked all over.

"I have some feelings, but I still can't nourish my energy. The Santi-Tian pose is a slight movement of the spine. The energy produced is not large, and you can still hold it. Now the Baguazhang stand is moving to every part of the body, and all the energy is pouring out. Your pores are not strong enough and you can't hold it anymore."

Tang Zichen saw that Wang Chao's whole body seemed to be fished out of water, and couldn't help but smile: "You just practiced urgently, and you have practiced too much. It's just right. Just when you feel you can't hold back, stop immediately, walk slowly, and keep your pores closed. The energy will slowly settle into the lower abdomen, and between the waist and kidneys, part of it will rise to the temple, which will transform your body and increase the strength of your pores to shrink. Maintain your body."

"The power of Xingyiquan is much stronger than that of Baguazhang, and it produces more energy. Now you don't have enough pore strength and cannot hold it in it. If you have to refine it, it will hurt your body. After more than ten days, the pore strength has been trained. I will teach you how to exert force in Xingyiquan."

Wang Chao kicked the gaze hard, "Just right, I've just gone too far. But I understand the principle of integrating this boxing into the stake. I will pay attention to it when practicing in the future. However, Sister Chen, the Yin Palm you just taught me is completely different from what I taught last time. This time I beat it very elegantly and very beautifully, and it is much more beautiful than what I taught last time."

Tang Zichen said: "This time is a practice method, and last time is a fighting method. I will tell you the tips of Baguazhang practice and fighting method."

"The practice of Bagua is like pushing the grinding, spreading the five fingers and moving slowly to nourish the qi."

"The way of playing is completely different. Three words: slap, poke, chop. Pull is to slap, use a slap force to swing, pull the crotch, pull the vagina, and twitch the face. Pull is to put five fingers together, make a hand knife, poke a person's waist, eyes, throat, temple, ribs, and wherever there is fragility. Cutting is the same with a hand knife, chopping people's waist and neck. Most people only see the practice method in Baguazhang, thinking that when pushing and grinding slowly, how can they hit people? In fact, this push and grinding is not used to hit people, but it is for health and physical strength. The way of playing can only be seen when you hit, but generally those who see the fighting style are dead."

"The fighting style also needs to be trained, but if you don't have to practice to maintain your physical strength, your body will soon collapse. I will tell you the skills of playing style to train the hardness of your palms in the evening."

When Tang Zichen talked about the fighting style, Wang Chao was stunned and deeply felt the viciousness contained in the Chinese martial arts.

"Also, leg skills are the most important. I teach you horse stance and mud stance to practice for a long time. When you walk, you can learn the artistic conception of horse stance when you are not moving. When your leg skills reach this level, you will be almost home."

As he said that, Tang Zichen asked Wang Chao to dodge and turned around the basin placed on the grass.

Wang Chao saw that every step Tang Zichen raised and stepped onto the ground, and there was a sense of importance. The ground was shaken by Tang Zichen's stepping force, and the water in the basin was rippling.

Tang Zichen walked faster and faster, and faster! In the end, he was as fast as a quick walk, and the speed of his legs shook Wang Chao's eyes.

The amplitude of the water in the washbasin was getting bigger and bigger, and finally, it even rotated with Tang Zichen's body.

A deep vortex appeared in the middle of the washbasin, like an invisible big hand stirring and rotating.

Chi! Finally, the water in the washbasin was spilled out and sprinkled on the lawn.

"I...dream..." Wang Chao opened his mouth wide.
Chapter completed!