On the ground, Liu Xiaoyun felt his stomach turbulent, his internal organs were burning, and he was blocked in his chest in one breath, and his bile was almost spit out.
Too uncomfortable.
He can't remember when the last time he was beaten so badly.
The most aggrieved thing was that he didn't hurt Ding Xiu much. The other party was so terrifying. It was as the master said. If Ding Xiu's record was true, he might not be able to catch up with a single move.
"Master Liu, is it okay?"
Ding Xiu stepped forward to support Liu Xiaoyun and gave him a thoughtful greeting.
"It's okay, it's okay, it's not a big problem." After forcibly holding on, Liu Xiaoyun stood up and tried to calm his tone.
If you lose someone, you will not lose the formation. Although your skills are not as good as others, you still need some face in this situation, otherwise it will be too unpleasant to spread it.
But his trembling thighs and pale cheeks betrayed his tone. Anyone with discerning eyes could see that his health was not feeling well and was not as good as he said.
Fortunately, there were not many onlookers, only three, Xu Haofeng, master Wu Jiang and Li Ting.
The master is his own person and will definitely not tell what happened today. Xu Haofeng is an expert. He understands some rules, but he probably won’t say them. The rest is Li Ting.
When Liu Xiaoyun thought of Li Ting, he felt embarrassed.
I originally wanted to show the strength of his Bajiquan through a competition with Ding Xiu, but I didn't expect that the situation would be one-sided and I became the one who got beaten up, and I was embarrassed.
I will never dare to mention the matter of accepting disciples again.
Through the competition, Liu Xiaoyun's goal was indeed achieved. At this time, Li Ting's eyes were blazing golden light. Looking at Ding Xiu's eyes, he looked like he was looking at a beautiful woman with a bulging front and a high heel, or a black stocking and high heels.
Then, then
Ding Xiu's martial arts are too powerful.
Although beating people is not as exaggerated as in TV series, it is already strong enough to easily knock people down with just a few simple moves.
Especially the strength of Bajiquan is fully demonstrated in Ding Xiu's hands.
Li Ting believed that there were not enough fights for about ten ordinary people in front of Ding Xiu.
"Smack!"
Wu Jiang, who had not spoken for a long time, applauded and looked complicated, and said to Ding Xiudao with a complicated expression: "Excellent, wonderful, Master Ding's Bajiquan is superb, even I am not as good as that."
"Wu Bing said that if it weren't for the wrong times, a master's name would not be lost. At first I thought he had exaggerated it, but facts are better than words. A hundred years ago, you would definitely be able to bear the name of master."
"Guo Yunsheng, who is known as the half-step collapse of the world, is like this."
Guo Yunsheng, a master of Xingyiquan during the Republic of China, was imprisoned in prison for a lawsuit for eliminating bullies and still practiced hard.
Because there are shackles on the neck and iron chains on the feet, I have mastered the unique skill that can only take half a step, and half a step of collapse.
After being released from prison, Guo Yunsheng became famous all over the world and became famous for defeating the world with a half-step punch.
In fact, half-step Bengquan is not a master skill, but rather the simplest all-way boxing technique in Xingyi Five Elements Boxing. It is just that one boxing technique is practiced to a profound level, and the different power of the user.
To use Guo Yunsheng as a metaphor for Ding Xiu, Wujiang, this means that Ding Xiu's Bajiquan has simplified the complex, and he has his own understanding in every move and has the capital to establish a school.
"Where, compared to history, I am just a small wave in the torrent. I have two tricks to kung fu, but I am really ashamed to say that compared to those martial arts seniors, Mr. Wu, don't ruin me."
Ding Xiu spoke very easily, but his tone was very serious.
He had never fought against those masters of the Republic of China, but because the years were not long, he could still find information and achievements of these people from many books and from the older generation.
To be fair, just talking about martial arts, Ding Xiu believed that he was no worse than those people, and he could even surpass them.
But no matter how shameless he is, he is embarrassed to touch these people.
The reason why a master is called a master is not just because of his high skill. He has outstanding Chinese people and powerful people since ancient times. Since ancient times, there are many masters outside the world and there are heavens outside the world. Maybe any old man in a remote village is a top master.
But how many people can be called masters?
That is, this batch was the largest in the Republic of China period.
Why?
Because they are not only good at kung fu, but also use their heroic spirit and righteousness. They are far away from the world and worry about their king.
Punish evil and evil, to see injustice for the people, to eradicate corrupt officials, to defend the country and kill the enemy on the battlefield, sacrifice their lives and shed their blood.
As a gangster, to be honest, Ding Xiu asked himself that if everyone changed their identities, he might not be able to do those things. He is a selfish person and rarely has the idea of giving up his family for everyone.
When the Ming Dynasty intercepted Zhao Jingzhong at the border, it was to avenge his junior brother and let him understand the price of shooting himself in black guns.
Wu Jiang stroked the goatee and said, "Every era has what people from each era do. As long as you are willing, your ability may not be worse than theirs."
He just said one word, Ding Xiu, I think you didn't say it.
Ding Xiu is famous and rich. He really wants to do something for the people, which is much more convenient than Guo Yunsheng and the others back then. This is the truth.
Therefore, as long as he is willing, it is not a false statement to become famous.
With his own recommendation and Wu Bing's training, in time, this martial arts world will be his world. It is very likely that he will become the last master of modern times.
"Don't, I'm not interested in these things." Ding Xiu was a little scared: "For me, Kung Fu is just to strengthen my body and use it in daily filming. I'm not very interested in other things. Mr. Wu, don't praise me."
"Oh, it's a pity, it's a pity." Wu Jiang's face was lonely and he sighed heavily.
If Bajiquan can produce another master, this skill can really reach the world stage. Unfortunately, Ding Xiu was unwilling to take on this burden.
"Brother Xiu, are you accepting apprentices?" Li Ting, who had been watching for a long time, looked over eagerly.
It would be fine if I had never seen how powerful the Bajiquan was, but it was really difficult to forget it after seeing it.
What Ding Xiu showed was different from what he imagined.
"I won't accept apprentices, and I told you before that it won't be better than that."
With his hands behind his back, Ding Xiu refused Li Ting's plea.
He knew what Li Ting thought at this time and understood it very well.
Just like a Chu brother who has been single for thirty years, he has always lived by relying on his identity as a craftsman. Over time, he may not be willing to let him go to the club to try a different feeling.
But once I've been there once, it feels...
"It's all right to teach you how to play, but if you are willing to learn, I can give you some tips on how to exercise."
Ding Xiu's next sentence pulled Li Ting back from the club. It's also good to have the method of pursing energy. He is a novice on this road and doesn't know anything. He can exhaust all his strength with one punch. The second punch
If you get beaten out, your body will become weak, and if you get too many times, you will still leave hidden injuries.
With the method, it should be much easier.
"Thank you, Brother Xiu, I'm willing."
"I don't have much time, I'll just talk for a few minutes, it looks great." Ding Xiu stole a horse stance, made a few simple common moves of Bajiquan, and then punched it out, and the air exploded.
This is power.
"Pap!"
After a few moves, another spring thunder exploded.
The second sound!
"Pap!"
The third sound!
Three consecutive sounds exploded in the ears of several people. Li Ting, Wu Jiang, Xu Haofeng, and Liu Xiaoyun's faces changed drastically.
Xu Haofeng is a little better, and it is not easy to know that it can sound three times. Li Ting, Liu Xiaoyun, and Wu Jiang are all powerful masters, and they know what the three sounds represent.
Although Li Ting can punch, he can't do it at all. He is still a long way from this step.
Liu Xiaoyun can make a sound, but it's just one sound. He has performed abroad more than once.
Although it’s just a sound, being able to develop strength and making sound are completely different. If you have strength and just get started, then listening to the sound is a great success.
And Ding Xiu will have three consecutive sounds.
Wu Jiang was like a ghost. He tried it twice at the peak, and it took him half a month to recover afterwards.
As for Ding Xiu, the three sounds passed, his face did not blush and his heart did not beat, but he was a little breathing. The few people had no doubt that in his state, he could continue to ring.
"I saw it. If you want to exert force, you need to have a charging process. You will be the ultimate move when you come up. It would be strange if you don't hurt your body. Different moves are different in combination with the exertion force, and some are more powerful."
"Come here, I'll give you some advice." Ding Xiu pointed out a few places behind Li Ting's waist. As his fingers passed by, Li Ting felt his waist was a little numb.
"Especially when punching, you must use force in these places, otherwise it will leave hidden injuries over time."
"Finally, I will tell you about Qi. Do you know what the Hu and Ha Qi is? Xingyiquan has the tiger and leopard thunder sound, and Bajiquan has the Hu and Ha Qi. You can see that you accidentally find something, and you are still a little talented.
But I advise you not to do anything randomly, and if you accidentally practice it, you will be ruined."
"Bajiquan should be strong, but the inner tone should be soft..."
He said he was talking for a few minutes, but Ding Xiu actually talked for at least half an hour, and he didn't stop until the student's bell rang.
Li Ting listened with relish and didn't let go of a word. No one taught him these things, and he didn't know how to do it. He might not know how to do it in his life if he met Ding Xiu.
"Okay, it's almost done. Go back and think about it yourself. See you again if you're destined to be together." Ding Xiu let out a sigh of relief, waved his hand, and after talking for so long, he was still dry and dry.
"Thank you, Master Ding." Li Ting did not call me brother this time, but bowed his fists and called Master sincerely.
"No need to thank you. I'm afraid you don't understand anything. Going back and practicing will ruin yourself. You understand both the practice and the use of strength. It's enough to strengthen your body in the future. You can also meet the right good seedlings in the future.
Pass it down.”
If Li Ting had not practiced his strength, Ding Xiu would not bother to give him advice. He just saw that he had good talent and strength, but he had no way to use it, it would be a pity.
According to his playing style, he tried hard when he came up. I am afraid that he would be sick after a few years and would not live to be sixty years old.
This is also a common problem for many warriors. They have no inheritance and practice it themselves. When they are young, they are fine if they are healthy, and when they are old, they will lose their qi and blood, and they will suffer from various diseases.
A truly inherited master would not be like this. At least seventy-eighty-eighty-old can still have a rosy face and can carry a load of hundreds of pounds.
Of course, those who compete with others when they were young and left with secret injuries were not included.
Tell Li Ting the method of using strength. Another idea is to hope that he can pass on this skill. He has the method of practicing but no fighting style, but as long as he masters the power, the fighting style is not that important.
As long as you have enough actual combat, sooner or later, you can figure out your own fighting style.
I hope that many years later, among Li Ting's disciples, someone can still carry forward this skill.
"Thank you." Li Ting spoke again with emotion.
This trip, he was satisfied.
"Master Ding, thank you. Listening to your words is better than reading for ten years." Wu Jiang spoke next to him, sighing.
Liu Xiaoyun also bowed and bowed.
The method of using strength is actually more precious than the method of playing.
There are many ways of fighting passed down from Bajiquan, and each sect can learn from it. Even if you only know ten or eight moves, it is enough.
The core is the method of using strength. Only masters who practice strength can have insights, but how many people practice strength? Everyone has different skills and different perceptions, both high and low.
What Ding Xiu said is undoubtedly a very profound usage, and some things are very useful to Wu Bing.
These things are priceless treasures, and Dante Xiu said it without any hesitation at all.
Thinking of this, both the master and the apprentice were so embarrassed.
Because before today, they were unwilling to teach Li Ting how to play because of the rules of their masters.
"Xiao Li, if you are still interested in playing, let's leave a phone number. If you go to my place one day, everyone will discuss and communicate."
Wu Jiang spoke, shocking his apprentice Liu Xiaoyun, but when he thought of Ding Xiu's actions, he felt relieved.
People can even take out such a precious thing and teach it to a few people they don’t know. In comparison, a few tricks are nothing.
At this time, the view of the portal seems to be less important.
"Senior Wu, I won't want to join your martial arts school, right?"
Li Ting's words made Wu Jiang embarrassed: "Don't worry, no, it's just a simple communication. As long as you don't use it to spread randomly in the future, the fighting style is not as good as the practice method, and it will hurt people as soon as you try."
"Now there are not many people practicing martial arts. There are very few who can practice Bajiquan. I really don't want Mingzhu to be dark."
Ding Xiu smiled and said, "Old Wu is a huge amount."
Only he knows that he is different from these old men in the sects.
Ding Xiu's portal was cut off hundreds of years ago. It doesn't matter whether he passes on his kung fu or not. Teaching Li Ting some things was a pity for his material.
But Wu Jiang and Liu Xiaoyun are different. They rely on this skill to make a living and maintain this sect. They have a heavy burden on them and need to be passed on and carried forward. If they teach things, they take a lot of risks.
"Shame, Master Ding is the noble character. Unfortunately, if I were thirty years younger, I would definitely have had a drink and chat with you. Now that I am old, I am no match for you."
"Forget it, it's boring to fight, but if Mr. Wu wants to compete and drink, I will accompany you."
"I'm bullying my age, right? I tell you that I can still have a pound of white wine without getting drunk."
"A coincidence, I am not talented, so I can drink some." Ding Xiu stretched out a finger.
"You're a pound, too?"
"No, I keep drinking."
At noon, I found a restaurant and a few people started drinking. As I was drinking, Wu Jiang proposed to let Ding Xiu serve as the vice president of the Bajiquan Research Association. Of course, it was the one with the name.