All the teachers and students of Shichahai Sports School left in despair. Master Yu shocked them all.
Especially the coach Ma who left last, unlike Coach Dong who left with hatred and angrily, he bowed respectfully to Master Yu before leaving and said very bachelorly, "You didn't treat our people
I'm injured, you've given me face." Looking at that posture, I was so impressed that I fell to the ground.
Master Yu also had a good impression of Coach Ma's sensible attitude, so he simply spoke hard and softly, and gave him a few more words of encouragement.
"Just now I saw you chasing my few 'kai' (jargon, rounds) with clear techniques but lack of footwork. It can be seen that your master also taught real things. It is probably because you have slacked off on the basic skills. If you want to make further progress,
Just don’t fool yourself. In addition to ‘stretching’, ‘kicking’, ‘libra’, and ‘floor scale’, you still have to pick up the kung fu, and don’t think about ‘without cinnabar, red earth will be more valuable’ all day long. You too
Those who lead apprentices should understand that as masters, no one wants to carry their belongings into the grave. Whether you can obtain the true inheritance or not depends on you in the future."
These few words, which hinted that one should be sincere in learning skills and respect teachers, were so hot and spicy that they made Coach Ma's face turn red again. He seemed to really understand something and bowed deeply again.
Expressing his acceptance, he walked out of the courtyard with a face full of shame.
After that, the Li family tidied up the courtyard and served tea to express their gratitude. Lord Yu and Li Yaochen reminisced about the past in front of the bed, which was the proper intention, and the various events during this period were omitted.
After all, Hong Yanwu failed to see the "Zhanlu" sword that fascinated him, but he did not come in vain. This day's experience not only allowed him to see Yu Ye's true ability, but also completely subverted his previous view of martial arts.
Cognition can be said to have set off huge waves in his heart, and also played a crucial role in the change of his thinking.
Indeed, what you hear is false, and what you see is true!
In the past, he only listened to Mr. Yu himself saying how powerful Kung Fu is and how important the basic skills are. However, there was always doubt in his heart. In addition, he had experienced several group fights after middle school.
It ended in defeat, so after the setback, he no longer believed in Yu Ye's words.
But starting from today, it was different. All the extraordinary skills displayed by Master Yu fascinated him. Not only did he completely believe everything that Master Yu had said in the past, but he also knew how valuable this master was. He regarded Master Yu as a master.
Considered to be the greatest and most capable person in the world.
"Quanzi, it turns out that in "Water Margin", the stories of "Havoc in Feiyunpu" and "Drunk Attack on the Mountain Gate" are all true! Once you have mastered Kung Fu, all shackles and shackles are just scrap metal. People can really do it.
One can stop a hundred!"
"That's right, who would have thought that 'Pai Da Kung Fu' and 'Zhuan Seven Stars' could be so powerful. It seems we haven't mastered it yet!"
"Well, there's also that punch. The door panel flew two meters away, and who dared to explode the thorns! But tell me, who is more powerful, Wu Song or Yu Ye?"
"Well... Wu Song can fight tigers, can Yu Ye do the same? I'm afraid Wu Song is better."
"I don't think so. Don't forget, Master Yu's 'Pai Da Gong' is not afraid of sticks at all. After Wu Song was framed by Zhang Doujian, he was beaten into a stick, so I think Master Yu is still better."
"Well...that seems to be the case."
When they went back that day, Hong Yanwu and Chen Liquan were equally excited. They talked about topics similar to "Guan Gong vs. Qin Qiong" until very late, so that they went to bed late to fall asleep. And even in his sleep, Hong Yanwu was thinking about Jade in his mind.
The master's style of punching and kicking.
As tiredness came over him, before he knew it, the scene in his mind changed from the courtyard of the Li family to the playground of No. 78 Middle School, and the person punching and kicking him became himself.
At this time, he was still under siege. He was no longer as weak as he was before. No one could touch him anymore, but every move he made was extremely bold. The collision of fists with fists, the kicking of legs and feet,
Soon he beat Zhao Huolu, Jiang Bayi, "Jishilu", "Huozi" and other people who wanted to bully him until their mouths and noses bleed, crying for their fathers and mothers, and kneeling down to beg for mercy...
Yes, Hong Yanwu showed a smile that had disappeared for many days in his sleep.
Yes, even though Quanzi is not as knowledgeable as him, some of the things he said are still absolutely right.
He really didn't expect that those basic skills that he never took seriously would have such a miraculous effect in defeating enemies once Yu Ye used them. This naturally made him immediately realize that if he practiced the skills well, given time, he would definitely become harmonious.
As powerful as my father.
No, if he could catch up to half of Master Yu, that would be enough. It would be enough to deal with those bastards in school. When the time comes, he would also let those bastards from "Huo Zi" have a good taste of finding their teeth all over the floor and lying on their backs.
What it feels like to have your muscles broken in bed!
A real man, a man, must repay injustice and revenge when he is alive in this world, otherwise his life will be in vain!
So what if he is a "black kid"! Study classes and work-study schools don't matter! Once he has mastered his skills, he will be able to do whatever he wants in the world!
For anyone, if they want to live a vital and meaningful life, they must have a goal and hope. Even if the goal and hope are originally wrong and can lead people astray, it is better than having nothing to pursue.
thing.
For the current Hong Yanwu, the idea of being able to use his fists to fight against the entire society is like seeing a small light from a distance when he is lost in the dark night. No matter how dim the light of the light is, it will not guide him.
The future or the ghostly ghostland also had an unusual appeal to him. Even though he knew that this idea was somewhat unrealistic, and he had a premonition of the ending of a moth flying into a flame, he could not resist this temptation at all.
Go forward.
In the days that followed, Hong Yanwu's attitude towards Master Yu took a U-turn.
He would approach Master Yu as soon as he could, or he would serve tea diligently before and after him, or he would praise his master's skills to show his respect. He respected Master Yu as if he were a god. What he wanted most was to hear from Master Yu.
Call him a "good boy" like you did to Chen Liquan, and you can teach him a thing or two about beating people.
But Mr. Yu's temperament only likes simple children, so deliberately trying to please Hong Yanwu had the opposite effect. Mr. Yu felt that he had ulterior motives, and was annoyed that he was not promising in the first few days, so he just looked at him coldly and didn't care.
Tai loves to talk to him.
Hong Yanwu was a little disappointed when he encountered a soft nail, but he is also a stubborn person. Once he really wants to do something, the harder it is, the more energetic he will be. Even if he takes a roundabout way, he will still achieve his goal.
By thinking about the current situation, Hong Yanwu quickly bypassed this detour in his mind. Because he found that the most terrible thing about him was actually his lack of kung fu.
If his "platoon fighting skills" are so strong that he is not afraid of being hit with sticks, how can he be knocked down by a few bricks? If he has mastered "Zhuan Seven Stars" and is chased by as many people as he wants on the playground, he will not be beaten down by a few bricks.
It's not even close to his clothes! Even if he can develop the magical power of Wu Song! As the saying goes, "A sharp sword is not afraid of a strong neck." If you rely on stupid strength, you can still knock down a person, and you won't be beaten so badly!
So he felt that it was okay for Master Yu not to teach him how to play for the time being. What he could do was to pick up the basic skills first. The basic skills were there anyway. Now that he knew they were useful, there was no way he could practice them any more.
.And Master Yu was also angry with him because he didn’t practice Kung Fu, so maybe this could really make the master calm down.
In this way, Hong Yanwu resumed practicing Kung Fu. Unlike before, he not only stopped cheating and cheating, but also became extremely enthusiastic. He himself almost doubled the time he spent practicing Kung Fu every day, practicing two hours more than usual every day.
.The first one to get up in the early morning and the last one to go to bed at night. Every day, I work hard under the stars and the moon, sweating profusely.
Hong Yanwu has completely changed. He is very strict with himself. If he cannot do a certain pose correctly, he must practice it properly.
In the past, he loved the most embarrassing things like leg pressing, splitting legs, bending down, and squeezing the waist. Now even if his waist and legs are broken, he will not groan in pain. And those actions that draw a hard bow, twist a stick, and shake a big pole
In Kung Fu, he had to practice until his fingers swelled and his wrists were so sore that he lost consciousness before he would give up.
As for "Pai Da Gong" and related leg strength training, he attaches even more importance to it. Because he understands the importance of the ability to resist beatings and the principle that "no matter how developed the arms are, if the legs are weak, they will still be vulnerable." So he not only
He would beat himself up with bricks and kick cypress stakes whenever he had time. Moreover, after school every day, he would actively ask to carry Chen Liquan back on his back, and would often let Chen Liquan hit him with a rolling pin to add extra weight.
When he was training the hardest, when he walked back to Master Yu's house from school, he could hardly lift his legs, like an old lady with small feet who couldn't take a single step at a time.
After practicing "Pai Da Gong", I had stars in my eyes, bruises all over my body, and I had to collapse on the bed as soon as I entered the room, not even bothering to take off my clothes.
And when it came time to eat, he didn't even have the energy to lift the rice bowl. He had to squat on the ground, holding the bowl with both hands like an old farmer, and then use his trembling arms to hold the bowl on his thighs before he could eat.
It is absolutely certain that if he had used this crazy energy to learn technology or other areas, he would definitely have become an outstanding material.
In fact, at the beginning, Chen Liquan was very worried about Hong Yanwu's training method and was not very willing to help him increase the intensity of his training. Instead, he always begged him not to practice like this, for fear that he would damage his body.
But Hong Yanwu sneered and said, "If you are afraid that I will surpass you, don't help me. Without you Chen Butcher, I won't eat pigs with hair on them. Anyway, I have to practice myself. It's amazing to be a master of kung fu!"
I want to develop a pair of iron legs that no one can knock down, and I want to develop a knife to cut my neck without bleeding or hurting the skin!"
As a result, Chen Liquan was forced into a situation where he had to agree completely.
But let’s not say that “the more effort you put in, the more you will gain” is indeed a wise saying. Hong Yanwu’s excessive training really showed results. After two months, let alone the amazing results of Hong Yanwu’s “platoon fighting”.
He has basically fully adapted to the feeling of being beaten with bricks, slaps and sticks. And just from the appearance, it can be seen that his two calves have been trained to be round and round, and his calf looks like a big carp. This is still unique at his age.
One serving.
For this reason, Chen Liquan couldn't help but start to imitate Hong Yanwu and increase his training, and even said to him with conviction, "I really admire you." This sentence made him feel sweet in his heart.
In short, in order to practice martial arts, Hong Yanwu became more and more obsessive. Due to the urgent need to increase his strength, he even thought of many whimsical ways.
For example, in order to strengthen the defense of his head, he actually found a wide and large blue stone as a pillow. He put it on the bed, covered it with a pillow towel, and slept with it on his head. Of course, the stone has no pillow.
It was comfortable, but very uncomfortable. It even made it difficult for him to fall asleep at first, and he had to lie on his side to feel better.
However, this method really has an amazing auxiliary effect on "Pai Da Gong". Over time, the nerves in the head will naturally become numb, which is more effective than daily beatings with bricks, slaps and sticks.
In addition, he seemed to admire the brick-breaking Kungfu demonstrated by Coach Dong, and he began to practice and imitate it in private. After practicing the serious Kungfu every day, he would use his palms to split the concrete floor, two hundred times with his left and right hands, hoping to develop a
Iron palm. The palm of my hand was swollen and subsided, and then thick calluses appeared. At this point, if I hit the cement step with moderate force, it would not hurt as much as at the beginning. It is a pity that it is not as painful as the split.
It's still early for five bricks, and he can't break any of them.
Also, although Mr. Yu has refused to teach him the moves and fighting methods so far, out of his incomparable desire for attack methods, he still thought of a way to get a first look at it, which was to borrow boxing manuals from the school library.
There are only three books about martial arts among the seventy-eight. One is "Huaguo Wrestling", one is "Tongbei Quan", and the other is "Infantry Combat Textbook". These books have both pictures and explanatory text.
Each move was introduced very clearly and seemed to be very practical. So he was very happy and would light up the lamp and read every day. Sometimes he would flirt with Chen Liquan and try to imitate the moves in the book.
It's just that Master Yu sneered at this. In addition to his tacit approval of sleeping on the stone, Hong Yan's martial arts practice of "breaking bricks with iron palm" and the basic martial arts books he obtained made the old man look down on him. Master Yu's evaluation of this was only
In one sentence, "It's just nonsense and a waste of time!"
Hong Yanwu didn't believe this. At first, he even complained to Master Yu, saying, "If you don't teach me, why don't you want me to learn on my own?" But as time went by, he gradually came to understand.
He had been practicing those extra kung fu for half a year, but the results were really not great. Not to mention that those moves were purely fancy and had no practicality against the enemy. As for the Iron Palm Kung Fu, which looked powerful, it was not easy to practice.
, so far he has not been able to break a brick. As a result, he has stopped practicing these flashy things.
But if you don’t practice, you don’t practice. Hong Yanwu was indeed a little angry with Yu Ye for this. He thought to himself, if you teach me, will I still be deceived?
As a result, he worked hard on his legs, waist, hands, and arms. As he continued to practice, he found that Master Yu seemed to be paying attention to him secretly, but pretending not to notice on the surface. At this time, he
Then he suddenly felt that maybe Master Yu had been testing him to see if he was sincere or not. Therefore, he felt that he was not far away from the master's approval, so he practiced harder, harder and even more crazy.
He made a certain decision in his heart. In order to regain the appreciation of Master Yu, to suppress the "hustlers", and to avenge the playground, he must do everything he can to practice hard!
If you want to succeed, you have to go all out and do things to the extreme without leaving any room for yourself!
He was chopped with knives and axes, pierced by awls and burned, the sky fell and the earth collapsed, and his body was shattered into pieces, but he couldn't relax!
Finally one day, the words that Hong Yanwu had been waiting for for a long time came from Master Yu's mouth.
"You boy, you really have some forks with steel bones! Okay, you've passed the basic level! You and Izumi go to bed early today, and I'll teach you how to practice tripping early tomorrow morning!"