"Ichiro Miura? Why do the Japanese want to play against each other?" Ip Man asked with a frown.
"Is it because of the relationship between the students?" Jiang Li interjected from the side.
"Who is this?" Master Chen looked at Jiang Li doubtfully.
"I'm Jiang Li." Jiang Li hugged his fists.
"Li just came back from England three days ago." Ip Man added.
"Oh, it turns out to be Mr. Jiang." Master Chen hugged Jiang Li, shook his head and lamented,
"What Mr. Jiang said is true at all. When Ichiro Miura opened a martial arts gym in Foshan, except for the Japanese who came with him, no Han people could receive it. I don't know where he heard the news, saying that kicking the gym can improve the dojo.
Once he became famous, one family after another came to visit him."
"That Miura's martial arts training is not very strong. He can at best show off his strength, but his kung fu and ruthless and tricky moves are extremely difficult to deal with."
"I know this. Japanese karate was inherited from my country's Tang Shou. It was blended by local Japanese martial arts masters and traditional Japanese martial arts. It abandoned many unnecessary moves and used them to attack people's vital points." Jiang Li said. ,
"The Japanese admire martial arts, but cannot truly teach it. Therefore, they strip away the essence of traditional martial arts, leaving only pure enemy-killing moves. Without understanding the essence, it can be said to be a killing technique."
Japanese karate had only just taken shape at this time, and had not yet integrated Chinese internal martial arts. All moves were aimed at killing the enemy. The karate of later generations was simply deleted and changed a lot in order to cater to the market.
The ruthless moves turned into gorgeous means that attracted a wide audience.
"Hmph, if you don't understand the essence and only practice killing skills, you will end up like a flower in the mirror and the moon in the water, and it will never make a difference." Huang Feihong snorted coldly and tied the plaster.
"Although there are training methods and forbidden moves in martial arts, in the final analysis, it is just a way for people to strengthen their bodies. If you use martial arts to compete for strength and pursue fame and wealth, you will not go far." Ip Wen shook his head and said.
"What the two masters said is that it's a pity that the Japanese are barbarians in this small country, but they don't understand the truth." Master Chen sighed.
"Master Chen, don't worry. There are many talented people hidden in the Central Plains. The same is true in Foshan Wuguan Street. A mere Japanese will not be proud for long." Jiang Li said.
"Good luck to Mr. Cheng Jiang." Master Chen smiled bitterly and clasped his fists, looking at Huang Feihong and Ip Man with indifferent expressions, and sighed in his heart.
He came today to treat his illness and injuries on one hand. On the other hand, he wanted to test the attitude of Huang Feihong and Ip Man.
Nowadays, in Foshan, and even in Guangdong as a whole, the Ten Tigers of Guangdong are old and weak. Even if their strength is still there, they cannot fight for a long time. And the people below are Huang Feihong and Ip Man.
It's a pity that one of these two people is calmer than the other and has good martial arts skills. One became a doctor, treating patients and saving people, and the other became a rich young master, laughing and joking all day long, not even accepting an apprentice.
It seems impossible to get these two people to take the initiative.
A thought flashed through Master Chen's mind, and his face tightened with helplessness, but he had no choice but to pay and leave.
"Looking at Master Chen, he seems to be quite disappointed." Seeing Master Chen walking out of Baozhilin, Jiang Li chuckled at Huang Feihong and Ip Man, rolled his eyes, and immediately asked,
"Feihong, Ah Wen, the Japanese are provoking, are you really sitting back and ignoring them?"
Huang Feihong and Ip Man looked at each other, shook their heads slightly, and walked out.
"Hey, what do you mean? Tell me something." Jiang Li followed him with a puzzled look on his face and muttered in a low voice.
"You still play charades with me."
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"It's time to eat, it's time to eat." At night, the lights in Baozhi Forest were brightly lit, awakening Jiang Li who was resting in his room.
During the day, since Master Chen left, Bao Zhilin's patients have not been out of business. Huang Feihong was too busy to get away. Ip Man's son, who had just been born, also left in a hurry, leaving Jiang Li alone.
Being bored, I had to go back to the room and read the book left by the old beggar for a while.
However, he only had a partial understanding of what was inside. He understood everything from seven orifices to six.
There was no way, the words inside were all technical terms. Jiang Li recognized them all when they were separated, but when they were put together, they were a little confused.
He could understand only those illustrations, but unfortunately, they were of no use.
"Ah Li, come on, I'm waiting for you." At this time, in the main hall behind Baozhilin, Huang Qiying and Chen Huashun were sitting at the front, followed by Huang Feihong who had been busy all day, and then his two
Disciples, Ling Yunkai and Yacasu.
Jiang Li walked over and sat opposite Huang Feihong.
"Okay, let's have dinner." Huang Qiying, the leader, said in a deep voice, and everyone on the table moved their chopsticks.
He eats without talking and sleeps without talking. During this meal, Jiang Li finally saw the rules of this era.
The two big guys above said nothing, and Huang Feihong was also focused on grabbing food. Even if Ling Yunkai and Yacasu wanted to talk, in this atmosphere, they could only hold it in their hearts.
Fortunately, the meal time passed quickly. Ten minutes later, Jiang Li followed Huang Qiying and the others to the courtyard.
Bao Zhilin's backyard is usually used for disciples to practice. There are all kinds of weapons. Jiang Li even saw a row of stone piers in the corner.
"A Li, Chen and I have almost completed your martial arts training plan today, but there are still some small problems in it that need to test your physical fitness." Huang Qiying stood on the steps and faced Jiang below.
Li said. As he spoke, he looked at Jiang Li, who was wearing a suit and trousers, and frowned.
"Let Feihong take you to get measured tomorrow and make some training clothes. Your clothes are not suitable for martial arts training."
"Yes." Jiang Li looked down at the suit on his body, his expression changed, and he responded quickly.
"Okay, now, let's test our strength first." Huang Qiying walked to the corner, "This row of stone locks was specially made by someone when I was training Feihong. They range from ten kilograms, twenty kilograms, fifty kilograms, one to two hundred kilograms.
Jin, all the way up to five hundred pounds."
As he spoke, Huang Feihong's face darkened obviously, as if he was remembering those unbearable past events.
Jiang Li smacked his tongue slightly. The weight of a pound at this time was different from that of modern times. The weight of a pound was about 1.2 times that of modern times. In other words, the 500-jin stone lock would weigh a full 600 pounds if replaced by a modern one.
catty.
At 600 kilograms, boxing champion Tyson's punch only has a few hundred kilograms of power.
But it was an instant power. Jiang Li didn't believe that Huang Qiying trained him and just asked him to pick up the stone lock.
As if knowing the confusion in Jiang Li's heart, Huang Qiying said to Huang Feihong on the side, "Feihong, come and show Xiao Lizi how to use these stone locks."
"Okay." Huang Feihong nodded and walked over with his right hand on his back.
"Ah Li, watch it." Huang Feihong said, and suddenly grabbed the two-hundred-jin stone lock with his right hand. He raised his energy slightly in his Dantian, and immediately raised the stone lock to shoulder height, holding it straight with his right hand.
"Huh..." Huang Feihong's chest rose and fell, his left foot was like lightning, and he slammed on another stone lock weighing one hundred kilograms. He lifted it hard and caught it with his left hand. He supported the two stone locks with his arms for two days, and his legs made a horse stance.
shape.
"This, this is too difficult, you still have to squat on a horse?" Jiang Li said with a look of astonishment. One weighs two hundred kilograms and the other one hundred kilograms. Just picking it up would probably exhaust him to death, yet he still has to carry it.
Standing still? Is this because you are afraid that he will not die quickly enough?
"Ahem, Feihong, what are you doing?" After hearing Jiang Li's words and looking at Chen Huashun's joking eyes next to him, Huang Qiying blushed, looking at Huang Feihong in shame and shouted in a deep voice.