"Fighting style is the way to defeat others. The key is to hit the vital point, the movement must be fast, the strength must be sufficient, and the precision must be accurate."

In the yard, Old Man Zheng walked around with his hands behind his back among pairs of sparring men, muttering the key points of Huishan Quan from time to time.

It was just past noon, and cicadas were chirping all over the trees.

But it couldn't cover up the shouts of everyone in the Huishan Quan courtyard.

Wei Hezheng and his third senior brother Cheng Shaojiu faced each other face to face.

Old Man Zheng's words came to my ears.

"Huishanquan has basic defensive moves, offensive moves, and killing moves. Now you should practice the defensive moves first, which are two parts: blocking and dodging."

"It is better to dodge than to block, and it is better to attack first than to dodge. Be sure to remember this sentence. Think about how to deal with the enemy first. If you deal with the enemy, you will not have to defend or dodge."

"The defensive move is the simplest, but there are many variations. Raise your hands and make fists, lower your head, retract your chin, make your fists slightly up and down, protect your cheeks, and use your elbows as a brace..."

The more Wei He listened, the more familiar it became.

After he finished it one by one according to the description, he went to see the third senior brother opposite.

I was suddenly speechless.

Isn't this the posture of the players when he watched free fighting in his previous life?

The body is arched, and the arms are protecting the head, face and chest. The difference is that the Huishan Fist movement does not have a jumping posture.

Third senior brother Cheng Shaojiu took a stance and looked at Wei He provocatively.

"Want to try a punch?"

He grinned.

Wei He ignored him and continued to carefully follow Old Man Zheng's instructions, adjusting his posture and understanding the meaning.

There are a total of five variations of this defensive move to deal with five different attacks from the opponent.

Soon, the next evasive action was mainly to deal with opponents holding weapons.

Where to hide, how to hide best, what should you pay attention to after hiding, how to counterattack? How to find the opponent's weak points.

Wait, wait, wait, a lot of various routines were taught to these newcomers by Old Man Zheng.

They are indeed all tricks.

The task of Wei He and others is to master these Huishanquan routines to the point of conditioned reflex, and when they need to use them, they will use them like a lightning bolt of conditioned reflex.

Then achieve success in one fell swoop.

"Master, I heard that there is an internal training method for Huishan Quan. I wonder if you can teach it to me?" a new little man suddenly asked.

Old Man Zheng, who was wandering around, stopped and kicked the little man hard on the butt.

"Inner training method? Only when you have trained your body and bones to the extreme can you be qualified to practice internal training method. Just tell me what you heard, you know nothing, it's just for strength training!"

He shook his head, walked back to his high-backed chair with splayed steps, sat down, and said no more.

Wei Ying on the side quickly brought tea and refreshments.

Since he discovered that Wei Ying worked much more delicately, Old Man Zheng replaced Wei Ying as a waiter in the yard.

His attitude toward Wei He also improved a lot.

Wei He was also worried that his second sister would be bullied, but after careful questioning and observation, it seemed that Old Man Zheng didn't seem to value women, but rather money.

I feel relieved.

Throughout the whole day, Wei He and others have been practicing various routines.

The blocking routines and dodge routines included in the defensive moves.

After that, the next day is the attack.

There was no trace of the teaching of the ultimate move. Old Man Zheng had no intention of teaching it.

Just the two systems of offense and defense are enough for these guys with low knowledge and quality to practice for a long, long time.

Among them, Wei He is a middle-to-lower speed, and he started in the same period as him. Now there are many people who paid money but failed to persist and left early.

There are also people with better qualifications than him. Now they have finished practicing their offensive and defensive moves and have begun to hone their fists and energy. They are much faster than him.

Originally, he thought that life would go on like this forever, with no illness or disaster, and peace and quiet.

But soon, Old Man Zheng of Huishan Quan and another martial artist planned to have a simple internal confrontation.

This internal confrontation is called a fist fight as the saying goes.

This is a common activity among martial artists and martial arts masters in Feiye City.

The rules are also very simple. The martial arts master himself does not end up competing. The competition is between the skills of his disciples and disciples. The spectators will invite many wealthy businessmen and wealthy households around them.

The purpose is to demonstrate the teaching abilities of martial artists.

"The one who is fighting is the bat fist person." Cheng Shaojiu, as the third senior brother, has already completed the offensive and defensive system long ago, and now he has been sharpening the tenacity of his fists, which is already at the level of cowhide.

"Bat fist?" Wei He, who was sparring with him, asked in a low voice. "Have you practiced it before?"

"We are old rivals. We will fight each other every six months, and we will win or lose. We are competing for the reputation of the surrounding towns." Cheng Shaojiu said with a relaxed expression.

"You're not going to play anyway, so what are you afraid of? We are the only ones playing."

He tilted his head toward senior brother Zhao Hong, who was not far away.

"Well, senior brother is now at the level of stone skin. Hitting someone with your fist is like hitting someone with a big stone, and the bones can be cracked in one blow.

Then there is the second senior sister Zheng Hongxiu, the granddaughter of the master. Her fists are also at the level of stone skin, but her strength is smaller due to her innate physique. She is a little weak, but she is still much stronger than me."

"Second Senior Sister seems to rarely come here?" Wei He asked.

"Well, very few. I have been living in another courtyard. There are all female disciples there." Cheng Shaojiu nodded.

He blocked Wei He's right hand, suddenly remembered something, and stopped.

"By the way, there is news about what you asked me to help inquire about. Last year, a group of carvers went missing outside the city. I don't know whether they are dead or alive, and no bodies were found around them."

"...disappearance...is this kind of thing common?" Wei He's expression remained unchanged, but his eyes darkened slightly.

"Occasionally, it's very chaotic outside. There are bandits, bandits, and gangs of beasts and poisonous insects. If you don't pay attention, people will be gone." Speaking of this, Cheng Shaojiu also sighed.

Outside the city, this is a somewhat taboo topic. The high walls of Feiye City isolate the city from the various wars, chaos and dangers outside.

Although there is chaos in the city, you can still survive. But it is different outside the city. The risk is much higher.

"Also, didn't Chen Biao, who you have been asking me to help keep an eye on, join the Horned Snake Gang recently? I heard from my cousin that the Horned Snake Gang competed with their Qingzhu Gang for territory in Nanshan Town yesterday, and they were defeated a lot.

Chen Biao is also in there, you can pay attention to it."

Cheng Shaojiu's cousin is from the Qingzhu Gang, and he is also a minor leader. Although he likes to brag, his source of information is still very reliable.

"Nanshan Town? Thank you!" Wei He nodded solemnly.

To be honest, Cheng Shaojiu had helped him a lot during this time. Although he also repaid him by helping him with his homework, compared to the two sides, his repayment was really nothing.

"Thank you for nothing." Cheng Shaojiu waved his hand, "To be honest, I know what I am like. I like this a little, I like that a little, I want to learn everything, but I can't learn anything well. But the only advantage is that

I like to make friends. If my friends are in trouble, I can help them without any hesitation!"

He patted his chest.

"Of course, to be honest, I only look at people when I help them, and I don't bother to pay attention to boring people." He smiled and glanced at a corner with a hint.

There was a thin, dark young man there, who was the messenger that Old Man Zheng brought back last month.

His name is Xiao Ran.

This name is completely different from the rest of the personality, and it sounds bookish when you hear it.

The most important thing is not this, but that Xiao Ran's qualifications and understanding far exceed those of their group.

He can learn what he teaches once and for all, and he can quickly become proficient in it once he practices it.

As if Old Man Zheng had found a treasure, he often gave him a small start and completely treated Xiao Ran as a closed disciple.

They are treated completely differently than ordinary disciples like them.

"Junior brother Xiao Ran is different from us." Wei He shook his head.

When he first started, he had imagined that he was a genius, but unfortunately, reality gave him a heavy blow.

His qualifications are no different from Cheng Shaojiu's, and he is lost to everyone.

"Xiao Ran, this kid, I asked him to have a drink with me before, but he actually scolded me in public for not practicing boxing well all day, wasting money and energy.

I almost slapped him in front of the big guy!" Looking back now, Cheng Shaojiu was still a little angry.

"He's only fifteen years old, right? Maybe he's too young." Wei He advised.

"Fifteen is not too young. I was already engaged when I was fifteen!" Cheng Shaojiu said. "Forget it, let's not talk about him. Let's go have a drink together after practice?"

"No. I have something to do too." Wei He shook his head.

"Is there something? You and I don't know yet. Today is not the time to collect homework. It's empty. What else can happen? To be honest, what I hate the most are those hypocritical people who say that I am busy and I have to practice.

Fist, actually secretly went out to drink flower wine.
To be continued...