"Qin Feng, how brave are you? How dare you peek at us while we are practicing martial arts?"
At this time, everyone in the yard saw it clearly. A boy of twelve or thirteen years old jumped out and shouted: "Qin Feng, why did you come here to play? Why don't you kneel down and apologize to Grandpa Shi!"
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"Zimo, it's my fault!"
Although he was scolded by the boy, Qin Feng was not angry. He had been here for five years and had been relying on picking up rags to make a living, so he was looked down upon by the local children. But Liu Zimo who spoke was the only one he
friend.
The old man sitting in the middle of the courtyard is a close disciple of the sharpshooter Li Shuwen. His name is Liu Yunjiao. Speaking of which, he is also a legendary figure.
Liu Yunjiao's family has been a scholar for generations. Since he was in poor health since childhood, he was taught Mizong Quan by his servant Zhang Yaoting from the age of five in order to strengthen his health.
Due to his wealthy family, when he was eight years old, Liu Yunjiao's father invited Li Shuwen, a famous Bajiquan master, "Shenqiang", to teach boxing at his house. Li Shuwen taught boxing seriously and strictly. Liu Yunqiao was often injured because of this, but it also made him famous in Bajiquan.
And the foundation of the profound skills of Zhang Shangtou.
When Liu Yunjiao was 20 years old, his father originally wanted him to study in the law department of Chaoyang University, but Liu Yunjiao took the tuition and followed Li Shuwen around.
After Li Shuwen's death, Liu Yunjiao returned to his hometown. In 1936, he defeated the Kwantung Army Kendo Master Ota Toshiro in Jinnan, thus becoming famous in the world.
Later, the Japanese army fully invaded China, and Liu Yunjiao joined the army. Due to his bravery in combat and being wounded many times, he quickly rose through the ranks in the army. In 1949, he followed the defeated remnants of the Kuomintang to Taiwan.
It was precisely because of this that his second son, who stayed at home, suffered a great impact during the turmoil of those ten years.
It was not until the late 1980s, when cross-strait relations eased, that Liu Yunjiao returned to his hometown and lived in seclusion here for a long time, preparing to return to his roots.
The Liu Zimo who just spoke is the child of Liu Yunjiao's third son and his youngest grandson. He brought him to the mainland from Taiwan and has been with him all these years.
Unlike other children, Liu Zimo did not look down on Qin Feng because he made a living by picking up rags. When he had nothing to do, he would often play with Qin Feng's brother and sister, and he was their only friend.
Liu Zimo also knew about the fact that Qin Feng secretly learned boxing skills, and even secretly taught Qin Feng the training formulas. Otherwise, Qin Feng would never be able to practice any kung fu in his life just by looking at the boxing styles.
Before Liu Zimo could say anything to help Qin Feng escape, Mr. Liu Yunjiao in the courtyard suddenly said: "Zimo, people who practice martial arts must be open-minded. Ask this kid, is he really here to play?"
"This... this..." Liu Zimo was speechless by his grandfather. He naturally knew what Qin Feng was here to do. He helped dig out the hole in the wall.
Seeing his good friend in trouble, Qin Feng took two steps forward, puffed up his chest, and said, "Grandpa Liu, I...I'm not here to play, but...I want to practice martial arts!"
"What a good boy, how dare you steal your master?"
After hearing Qin Feng's words, Liu Zimo's second uncle Liu Jiacheng couldn't help but look sad. It was one thing to know that Qin Feng secretly learned boxing skills, but it was another thing to say it out. This was tantamount to slandering the Liu family's face.
"Second brother, stop, little guy, come in!"
Just as Liu Laoer reached out to grab Qin Feng, Mr. Liu's voice came from the yard, "That's it for today's training. You can disperse, Zimo, you stay!"
As soon as the old man spoke, the group of children immediately dispersed. However, a few boys who did not have a good relationship with Qin Feng had expressions of gloating on their faces when they walked out of the yard.
Qin Feng knew that with Liu Jiacheng here, he would not even think about escaping. He was also single and walked straight to the yard and said: "Grandpa Liu, I want to learn martial arts, but... but you don't teach me, I... I
This is what I learned secretly."
Speaking of which, Qin Feng was a little aggrieved. Although there were many martial arts schools and famous boxers in Cangzhou, he was poor in culture but rich in martial arts. If he wanted to learn from his master, he would have to give his master a very large gift.
But Qin Feng picks up rags every day before dawn, and the income he earns at the end of the day is only enough for himself and his sister. How can he have the money to learn from a teacher?
Four years ago, Liu Yunjiao returned to his hometown and taught Baji Quan to his disciples free of charge. Of course, he aimed to popularize Baji Quan, but as for some of the essence of the boxing techniques passed down from his master, he would not teach them to these disciples.
After hearing the news, Qin Feng also came to become a disciple, but was rejected by Mr. Liu, so Qin Feng's words contained a bit of grievance.
"Strong words!"
Liu Jiacheng glared at Qin Feng fiercely, turned to his father, and said, "Dad, what do you think of how to deal with this matter? Do you want to take back his skills?"
Although Bajiquan is a fierce attack, it is an authentic internal boxing method. After a few years of practice, internal energy will be generated in the Dantian.
Liu Jiacheng has been practicing Bajiquan all his life. At a glance, he can see that Qin Feng's eyes contain a layer of luster. It is obvious that he has developed inner strength. He can't help but marvel in his heart. After four years of stealing from the master, he can actually practice inner strength. In front of him
This kid can be considered a martial arts prodigy.
Thinking of this, Liu Jiacheng couldn't help but love talents, and said to his old father: "Dad, this guy's qualifications are pretty good, how about... just accept him as my disciple?"
If Liu Jiacheng's words were heard by the gang of naughty kids who went out just now, their hatred towards Qin Feng would probably deepen even more.
You must know that although they practice Bajiquan, they only learn some basic skills. If they want to learn the essence of Bajiquan, they can only truly become apprentices under the Liu family brothers, but they do not have such skills.
Blessing.
In the world of martial arts, when a master accepts a disciple, he usually has to make repeated inspections. This does not mean that all people are suitable for martial arts training. Qualification and character are very important, otherwise you will never be able to become a master in your lifetime.
But Bole always exists, and good disciples may not be encountered by chance. Many martial arts skills disappeared in the past, largely because the disciples failed to live up to their expectations and failed to pass on the master's skills.
Qin Feng was able to develop his inner strength just by stealing from his master. Needless to say, he had aptitude. Regardless of the intense heat and cold winter, he had been learning skills from his master for four years. This tenacity moved Liu Jiacheng a little, and he decided to accept a disciple.
thoughts.
"Master Liu, you...you want to accept me as your apprentice?"
Although Qin Feng matured precociously, he was still a child after all. After hearing Liu Jiacheng's words, his face couldn't help but look happy. He knew that the second son of the Liu family in front of him looked like an old farmer, but his kung fu was one of the best in Cangzhou.
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"Jia Cheng, if it could be collected, wouldn't I have asked you to collect it a few years ago?"
The old man in the courtyard sighed, looked at Qin Feng, and said: "This child has delicate eyebrows and a rare martial arts prodigy in a century. Do you think I can't tell?"
"Dad, then why are you..." Liu Jiacheng was stunned when he heard this and looked at his father in confusion. He knew that his old father had a very high vision, and he had never heard his father speak so highly of people.
"You mean why I didn't take him under my wing a few years ago, right?"
Mr. Liu shook his head and said: "Although this child has excellent bones, he has a broken eyebrow and a face that looks like he will die young. If I read it correctly, he should not survive this year..."
At this point, Mr. Liu stopped, with a look of regret in his eyes. After death, nothing is lost. So what if Qin Feng has the best qualifications?
When Mr. Liu traveled around the world with his master, he once met a close friend of his master. He was a scholar of heaven and man, and he was the best at divination and divination. He once taught Liu Yunjiao some fortune-telling techniques.
In the following decades, Liu Yunjiao used these physiognomy skills to see people, and he never made any mistakes. He saw Qin Feng's face as early as four years ago, so he rejected him.
outside the door.
"Dad, when did you learn to read faces? Can you believe that stuff?"
After hearing his father's words, Liu Jiacheng couldn't help but roll his eyes. Although this physiognomy technique was not groundless and had its reasons, it would be too hasty to give up on a good seedling based on this alone.
"What do you know? Even if he doesn't die young, I can't accept him as my disciple."
The old man glared at his son angrily, and after thinking for a moment, he said to Qin Feng: "You are so violent at a young age. You must have encountered a big change. People who practice martial arts should cultivate martial ethics.
With the purpose of strengthening your body, can you do it? If you can, I can take you under the Baji Sect!"
"Dad, what did you say?" Although the old man was speaking to Qin Feng, Liu Laoer on the side opened his mouth wide and looked at his father in disbelief.
You must know that Mr. Liu came from the years of bullets and bullets, and I am afraid that he has lost count of the people who died at his hands. Moreover, in the world before liberation, martial arts practitioners were brave and fierce, and they would fight each other if they disagreed.
How can it be like life and death, as my father said?
So Liu Jiacheng couldn't believe that these words about practicing martial arts and cultivating virtues actually came from his old father's mouth? This is simply to make a tiger eat grass instead, which is the most ridiculous thing in the world.
"Shut up, kid. Do you think you really understand martial arts?" Mr. Liu was a tough guy. He glanced at his son and was so frightened that Liu Jiacheng shut his mouth tightly.
"Although Master Li had never lost a fight in a martial arts competition in his life and was known as "Li Kezi" because of his ruthless attacks, it was a characteristic of that era to hurt people in martial arts competitions. He would not give in on the spot and showed no mercy. Master Li's skills were too great and his attacks were
If we gain the upper hand, the enemy will be killed or injured, and there is nothing we can do about it."
Liu Yunjiao turned his attention to Qin Feng and continued: "But Master Li abides by the rules of the martial arts. He never makes surprise attacks, plots, or breaks promises. This is the virtue of a warrior. Qin Feng, can you do it?"
"Grandpa Liu, I can't do it!"
Looking at the clear eyes of the old man, Qin Feng shook his head in pain. The reason why he had been stealing from his master for four years was to avenge the blood of his parents in the future. Since it was revenge, he would do whatever he could to it.
, how could he give up just because of the old man’s words?
"Forget it, I don't have the ability to change your fate against the will of heaven, my child, just go ahead!"
Mr. Liu sighed. The master who taught him the art of fortune-telling didn't dare to change someone's fate. With his little effort, even if he wanted to help Qin Feng, he would be unable to do anything.
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