Four hundred and eighty-sixth chapter fight for oneself (2)
Wang Ai smiled: "Where is Zhao Dan?"
"Him?" Yan Zhu shook his head: "Even though he has such a jumpy temper, it's actually the opposite of his martial arts. He practices differently from me. He takes a defensive and feminine way. He knows Tai Chi.
, long fist, tan kick, more than stable, not strong enough."
Zhao Dan listened, smiled and did not refute, then opened his posture and started Tai Chi slowly.
Yan Zhu watched Wang Ai for two minutes and said: "I was born in Yeluzi, and later became a soldier. He was taught at home. From the characteristics of our profession, he is more suitable than me. You have to practice,
It’s best to practice with him.”
Wang Ai shook his head: "Is there any martial art like yoga? To increase body flexibility? Kareem Abdul-Jabbar has practiced yoga, and his body is very flexible, so he rarely gets injured. I used to just stretch, but now that I have passed puberty, my muscles and bones are basically
Once the shape is set, it will definitely become harder and harder, so the impact force will be good, but the flexibility will be poor. I want to get less injuries, compete more, and extend my career life."
Yan Zhu frowned: "Then why don't you go straight to yoga? Why make a detour from martial arts?"
Wang Ai shook his head: "I'm a big Chinese, so what kind of martial arts don't I have? Why should I practice Indian martial arts?"
Yan Zhu laughed and said, "You are just a sectarian. We don't have traditional martial arts training. You, a martial arts illiterate, still pay attention to this?"
Wang Ai raised his head and made a sound: "Then someone will ask me in the future, why is your physique so good? I said is it because of yoga or martial arts?"
Yan Zhu was stunned for a moment, then nodded: "Yes. But I have to remind you that even if it is something like Wu Qinxi and Baduanjin that cannot hit people, its thoughts, purposes, and actions are still for beating people. This and
Yoga is two different things, and they don’t have fighting functions at their core. So purely from the perspective of stretching and flexibility, yoga is more adequate, but we are still a little tougher.”
Wang Ai became entangled and suddenly asked another question: "Then who is better, you or Tyson?"
Yan Zhu had a rare expressive expression: "What do you take martial arts for? For cultivation? He is 1.78 meters, I am 1.73 meters, he is 100 kilograms, and I am 75 kilograms. If I go to the ring like this, I can beat him to death."
"Holy shit, I thought you were a master! Did you practice for a long time in vain?" Wang Ai said with disgust.
"...I practice, and others practice too." Yan Zhu shook his head: "I think you have read too many martial arts novels. In fact, boxing was also a martial arts sect in ancient times. Their current training method is
Secrets of Kung Fu. How can you look down on people?"
"Then what else are you asking for? How about we invite a boxer?"
Yan Zhu sighed: "You just don't understand. Have you watched Jackie Chan's movies too often?"
"Is he a master?" Wang Ai asked curiously.
Yan Zhu shook his head: "I'm not talking about the kung fu he showed, but the deep things shown by his humorous juggling. You think he is useful for what he does, right? If you can't beat him, just run away, right?"
It goes around and around, right? If you put him in the ring, he will die with one punch. But in reality, in a life-and-death struggle, how can there be any rope? How can there be such a flat ground and such a clean place? Reality
When fighting, it must be a messy environment. Our martial arts is for killing people, and we use all possible means. The fights are ugly and embarrassing, but we can survive. Jackie Chan's movies remove the comedy and acrobatics and replace them with real martial arts.
That’s the norm in practical applications.”
Speaking of this, Zhao Dan on the side interjected: "Novel and movies make martial arts very beautiful, like commercial fighting, oh, boxing, free fighting, Sanda, etc., that is not the true face of martial arts. Real martial arts
The masters are all big guys with unimpressive looks, and they still look slovenly. If you let such a person enter the ring, no matter what kind of ring he is, he will not be able to beat others, and the rules are strict. Once he gets off the ring, it will be easy to say, as long as
Don't force him to see life and death immediately. Tyson is so explosive, just drag and hit. Pulling a mop handle is a stick method, kicking it off is a short spear, if it is shorter, it is Emei thorn, and if it is shorter, it is a hidden weapon. There is a set of them all.
Style of play.”
"Then why can't we beat him?"
"...Then you won't run?"
"What if I can't run? With that explosive power, how can I run slower?"
"What does Qinggong do?"
"What do you mean Qing Gong is for?" Wang Ai got excited and pinched his waist: "If Qing Gong is really useful, why didn't you mention a high jump champion from Shaolin Temple? How about a long jump champion from Wudang Mountain? Did Liu Xiang practice Yanzi?
What does it mean when you draw water three times? Zhu Jianhua practiced eight steps to catch cicadas. What does it mean?"
"Don't be unreasonable. Qing Gong is not, well, Qing Gong is..." Zhao Dan frowned.
"Qinggong is for escaping." Yan Zhu interjected: "Both of us have had some contact with each other. Let's put it this way, neither of us can escape in a straight line. But in reality, for example, streets, alleys, rooftops, river beaches
, in the jungle, when someone is chasing you and slashing you, all you have to do is know Qing Gong. Jumping up and down, adapting to the terrain, and running fast is Qing Gong."
At this time, Zhao Dan also found the words and clapped his hands: "Do you know about parkour? Qinggong is similar to parkour, but it just appeared not long ago. Qinggong is more formal, not only training, but also breathing theory. In short, martial arts is not for the Olympics.
And existence does not exist purely for testing limits. It is used to kill enemies and save lives, not to watch or play. There are fewer people practicing martial arts now, and literati are making up things all day long, so you all think martial arts is
That’s not the case.”
Wang Ai frowned and thought for a long time, and suddenly said doubtfully: "...Why are you telling me this?"
"...Isn't it your choice?" Zhao Dan said angrily.
"Oh, yes!" Wang Ai nodded: "Okay, I have decided! Practice yoga!"
Zhao Dan shook his head and didn't want to talk to his boss. This little boss in his family was always angry. Yan Zhu, on the other hand, kept calm: "That's okay, I'll look for some information. In addition, we will also teach you some Qinggong. You can do it a little bit."
Practice more. I see that when you run with the ball, you push, collide, and stumble a lot. You will be able to dodge more dexterously."
"Okay." Wang Ai turned around and went upstairs: "I'll leave it to you."
Yan Zhu and Zhao Dan looked at each other, and Zhao Dan curled his lips: "How come it has become our job?"
Yan Zhu also stepped up his posture: "If anything happens, he can run faster and it will save us trouble."
Zhao Dan was stunned for a moment, then nodded seriously. Their employer was like a needle piercing the depths of the white world. It was hard to say what they would encounter. Anyway, in recent times, there have been more cynicisms in newspapers than before, no.
Excluding the possibility of extremists causing trouble, I just don’t know if he has thought of this.
