Chapter 12: Peace is the most important thing in martial arts
"Is it so powerful?"
"Isn't it normal for a kung fu master to kill a person with one punch, and a boxing champion to kill a cow with one punch?"
"That's a rumor on the Internet. Go and check how hard a cow's skull is. If someone punches a cow on the head with all his strength, the phalanges will definitely be broken first. At most, the cow's brain is a little confused.
As long as one punch can kill someone, most of the deceased will be old, weak, sick or disabled, or have some kind of physical disease."
"The old, weak, sick and disabled can support six little wives, six days a week, and at most one day off. No, there is still one at home."
"Then why is Jie Mai Fist really so powerful? If there really is such a master, what should we do if we encounter him?"
"You are overthinking. Even if there is such a master, he will not have anything to do with us. Besides, if you have anything to do, go to the Public Security Bureau. This is a society ruled by law. How powerful can he be compared to a gun?"
"It makes sense."
Only then did Wang An realize that these people had actually created a chat group. Wang An applied to join and gave his nickname.
Unexpectedly, it didn't take long to pass the certification. I opened the chat group and saw that there were only eleven people there, all of whom were the ones who often bubbled up in the forum.
Tai Chi Yan, cut off the water...
"Welcome newcomers, ordinary people, ordinary people? This nickname is a bit interesting. At first glance, you can tell that you are not an ordinary person!"
"The autopsy report of that person came out, saying he died of myocardial infarction and there was a soft tissue contusion on the left pectoral muscle." The speaker's nickname was "Wu Shuang".
"Soft tissue contusion, where exactly is it located?" The person asking the question was Tai Chi Yan.
"Close to the heart, close to the Tanzhong point."
"It won't really kill you with one blow, right? What if, I mean what if, there really is such a person in reality, and we face him again, what should we do?"
"Run, shout for help, don't be embarrassed."
Cut off the water flow, "Fight and win!"
"Mighty, you are worthy of being a senior brother."
Tai Chi Yan, "To be honest, the Tai Chi practiced by everyone now does not have many practical skills, and those skills have been deleted.
It is normal that a Tai Chi practitioner who has practiced Tai Chi for seven or eight years cannot beat a boxer or free-boxing practitioner who has practiced it for one and a half years.
Never think that you are arrogant just because you have practiced some kung fu, as that will easily lead to big losses."
Without hands, "I agree, there is no shame in being a coward."
Duanshui Shui said, "Although there is no evidence, I think you are just talking about me. In fact, I am very good at fighting, really!"
"Understood. Is there anyone in the world who doesn't know about Senior Brother Duanshui Shui?"
"If that kind of boxing really exists, as long as you don't get hit by him, you'll be fine, right?" Wang An thought for a moment and said.
To cut the pulse, you have to touch the body, and the punch has to be in the right place.
Tai Chi Yan, "This statement makes sense. As long as your body skills are good enough, or you have truly mastered Tai Chi, and the force falls on you and you can instantly remove the opponent's force, there is no need to be afraid."
Duan Shui Shui said, "You can tell a thousand things, but you still have to give it a try."
"There is another possibility: you will die if you try."
Wang An left the chat group, still thinking about this matter in his mind.
"As long as you are fast enough, the opponent will not be able to hit you. How can you make yourself faster? Strengthen the strength of your legs and speed up the transmission speed of power and reaction speed.
Maybe you can practice in the swimming pool."
The next morning, after he finished practicing Tai Chi in the park, he did not go to the Tai Chi martial arts gym. Instead, he went to the swimming pool and continued to practice Tai Chi in the water.
In the Tai Chi martial arts hall,
Yang Zan's eyes scanned among the students, but he didn't see the figure he really wanted to see.
"Didn't you come? In the past, no matter rain or shine, you would always come on time. Why don't you come after you took a thousand yuan?"
Yang Zan frowned slightly and said a few words, asking the students to practice on their own.
Among the students, Liang Hong walked up to him.
"Senior brother, are you worried?"
"That guy didn't come, so he took advantage and wanted to run away?"
"Maybe something happened today. Senior brother, you are too persistent." Liang Hong said with a smile. After spending many years together, he knew his senior brother's temper very well.
He is so face-saving, and rarely would anyone make him lose face, let alone make him look embarrassed in front of so many people in the field he is best at.
This is equivalent to slapping him in front of everyone. This matter is really not easy to get over.
"We must prepare as soon as possible for what master has arranged."
"I know, I can't make any mistakes."
In the swimming pool, the swimming coach looked at Wang An practicing Tai Chi in the water with surprise and confusion on his face.
"What are you doing?"
"Exercise your body's coordination ability." Wang An said with a smile.
"Really? You really have some ideas. It looks quite weird." The coach smiled after hearing this and stopped disturbing him.
Wang An was practicing boxing in the swimming pool, and he felt a little better today than yesterday.
It's just that practicing boxing in this water consumes a lot of physical strength, but he felt tired after more than an hour.
My stomach growled after I got out of the pool.
I returned home at noon and ate three large bowls of rice, a pot of beef, and a large plate of vegetables.
"I always feel that my appetite has become bigger and bigger recently."
In the afternoon, he went to the Xingyi Martial Arts School, where he was taught boxing by a man in his thirties, 1.8 meters tall, with a strong back and a strong waist.
Although Wang An only has five students, he still teaches very seriously.
When it was getting dark, Li Xinzhu entered the martial arts studio with a gloomy face, as if he had lost three hundred yuan.
"What's going on? The undercover agent was discovered?"
"Well, how do you know?" Li Xinzhu was stunned after hearing this and looked at Wang An in surprise.
"Really, what's going on?"
"It's not like that guy Yang Zan. In order to save face, he picked someone from among the students to spar with him. When he picked me, I thought, I just pretended to admit defeat.
Unexpectedly, he went one step further and demonstrated repeatedly with me. I couldn't coddle him. I had paid for it! I gave him the first punch and fell apart.
That guy actually recognized the Xingyiquan I used. He didn’t talk about martial arts and wanted to find someone to beat me up. Damn it, don’t let me see him in the future. I’ll beat him up every time I see him.” Li Xinzhu
Cursing.
"Don't you have a grudge against him? Let's beat him up together."
"Hey, don't involve me in your personal grudges. I have no grudges with him. Doesn't it mean that peace is the most important thing in the martial arts world?"
"In the world of martial arts, fists are the boss. If you can't beat them, peace is the most important thing. To celebrate your joining our Xingyi Martial Arts School, let's have some drinks together tonight?"
"No, I still have something to do, thank you." Wang And said.
He didn't want to interrupt the regular life he had finally developed.
In this way, nearly two months passed without realizing it.
The weather is getting colder and colder,
Seeing that the weather is getting colder and colder, fewer and fewer people come to swim in the swimming pool. Wang An comes almost every day.
"When you practice Tai Chi in the water, your strength and skills are enhanced.