"A master is a master. His mastery of the subtleties of boxing is indeed far superior to his own."
Feng Zhou sighed in his heart and began to have deep respect for Gong Baosen's martial arts.
He is a master of Xingyi Quan and Bagua Quan. It is not surprising that he has seen Shaolin Plum Blossom Quan, but after all, it is not a boxing method of his sect and should be rarely studied. Now that Feng Zhou has practiced for a while, he has started to guide him. Not only is he better than Feng Zhou,
Zhou Hao, his artistic conception and mastery of subtleties are completely beyond his own ability.
"Neijia Quan has three artistic conceptions, which are divided into Ming Jin, Dark Jin and Hua Jin. The boxing techniques you use the physique trained by Westerners, although it is different from the way out of Neijia Quan, can be regarded as reaching Ming Jin, but it needs to be
The peak of Ming Jin still needs careful training."
Gong Baosen said to Feng Zhou.
He pondered for a moment and then said: "You can stay here. From tomorrow on, let Lao Jiang teach you how to stand and breathe. When your senior brother Ma San comes back, let him teach you Xingyi Quan."
Old ginger?
Feng Zhou raised his head and glanced at Lao Jiang who was standing aside.
Then he glanced at the big knife on his back.
Look at the monkey on his shoulder again.
I already knew the origin of this old man.
Needless to say, I must have been an executioner before.
In this era, apart from street performers, only executioners kept monkeys.
Because the back of the monkey's neck is very similar to the back of the human neck, in order to hone his skills, the executioner, in addition to practicing his sword practice, has to carefully touch the monkey's back neck bone with his fingers, so that he can be more comfortable chopping off people's heads.
Feng Zhou didn't know this knowledge before, but it was Batman Bruce Wayne who told him.
In order to fight crime, Bruce Wayne has learned too many martial arts. Even I, the Chinese executioner, am very proficient in the training methods.
Think about it, in the original drama, when Gong Baosen was at a funeral and Ma San's apprentice was causing trouble, Lao Jiang split the bamboo pole in his hand into two halves with one strike of his sword. His swordsmanship was truly superb.
This shows that although Lao Jiang has not beheaded people for many years, his skills have not declined, so he has a good grasp of stance and breathing.
"Yes! Master!" Feng Zhou cupped his hands and said.
"Follow me to the lobby for dinner. After dinner, I have some questions for you." Gong Baosen picked up the hat on the shelf, put it on his head, and walked out first.
The meal was not sumptuous, just whole grains and side dishes. Feng Zhou didn't care and ate it with gusto.
"Feng Zhou, tell me your origin in detail." After dinner, Gong Baosen ordered his servants to pack their things, leaving Gong Er and Jiang Fuxing standing aside, sitting in the lobby and asking.
For the sake of the authentic book written by the founder, Gong Baosen had to teach Feng Zhou martial arts, but before teaching, he had to find out Feng Zhou's origins.
The so-called "taking on a disciple" requires one to know the basics.
Even if the other party is an overseas Chinese in the United States and it is difficult to inquire, then you still have to ask clearly.
Feng Zhou had already made up his excuse for this.
According to him, Feng Zhou's grandfather was named Feng Xuan. He participated in the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom and was one of the more than 2,000 kings conferred by King Hong Tian, ranking fifth among the kings.
After the fall of Jinling City, Feng Xuan was taken as a prisoner by Cixi and sold to the United States to build railways. Later, he could not bear the oppression and fled to a city called Gotham, where he joined the Wayne family, the largest family in the area. He made many meritorious deeds, and thus
Start a family there.
Feng Zhou came from a privileged family since he was a child, so he hired many American coaches to train him. After getting this boxing book, he read it frequently but could not find the way. So after the economic crisis that swept the world broke out, the Feng family went bankrupt, and Feng Zhou took this boxing book with him.
This boxing manual and all the belongings came to Fengtian in Northeast China to seek guidance from the true god.
"Seal the boat."
After hearing Feng Zhou's words, Gong Baosen was speechless for a while. He closed his eyes and pondered for a long time before asking: "Although I feel sad that you traveled thousands of miles to return home to study martial arts, so I accepted you as my student, but I still have to ask a question here."
He stared into Feng Zhou's eyes and asked word for word:
"Why do you want to learn martial arts?"
His eyes were like tigers and leopards, like cold nails, piercing Feng Zhou's face, as if they wanted to nail Feng Zhou through to his heart.
Although Feng Zhou at this time was far inferior to Gong Baosen in front of him in terms of internal martial arts skills, his kung fu was of great importance and he would not lose even if he started fighting.
Moreover, it is said that boxing is afraid of young people. Feng Zhou's body is in the prime of life, but Gong Baosen is already older, and his physical strength and energy are not as good as before. As the two fight for a long time, Gong Baosen will definitely be at a disadvantage.
So Gong Baosen must ask clearly.
He believed that his eyes, which had experienced many vicissitudes of life, could see through a person when he stared at them. No one could hide from his eyes.
What's more, the other party is just a boy of seventeen or eighteen years old.
But Gong Baosen didn't know that Feng Zhou in front of him had been a man for three generations, and his mental toughness was no less strong than Gong Baosen's.
He also looked at Gong Baosen and said, "Teacher, there are two purposes for students to learn martial arts."
"First, I have great respect for my teacher's martial arts character, so I took the opportunity to study, which also explains my desire to pursue martial arts."
"The second is to practice martial arts for the rise of China!"
Practice martial arts for the rise of China!
As soon as these words were spoken, it was like a thunderbolt flashed across Gong Baosen's ears, and the rumbling sound reached straight to the bottom of his heart.
Gong Baosen was shaken by the explosion, and his eyes showed a look of shock.
He never imagined that the American overseas Chinese in front of him would have such ambitions and ambitions in his heart.
In this era, the great powers are arrogant and China is poor and weak. Faced with great changes unseen in three thousand years, every conscientious Chinese is seeking a way to strengthen the country. Some people choose revolution, while others choose assassination. The Chinese warriors led by Gong Baosen Huisen is the most famous assassin.
Assassinate traitors, assassinate high-ranking officials of the Qing Dynasty, and assassinate warlords!
Gong Baosen killed people without planning in his life and used his own way to strengthen the country and the people.
Before he learned Xingyi Quan, his master once said: "Our purpose in learning Xingyi Quan is to protect our family and the country, not to cause trouble."
Gong Baosen has been in Fengtian for a long time, so of course he has heard a story.
Nineteen years ago, a 12-year-old boy from Jiangsu and Zhejiang came to Fengtian Dongguan Model School to study. In the self-cultivation class, the principal asked the students a question: "Why do all students study?"
The students responded enthusiastically. Some said: "Study to understand the truth." Some said: "Study to be an official." Some said: "Study to make money." "Study to eat."
Only the boy from Jiangsu and Zhejiang answered clearly and firmly:
"Read for the rise of China!"
Nineteen years have passed, and that young man from Jiangsu and Zhejiang has become a man of the hour in China, working hard for the road to a powerful country in his heart, but the words he once left still resound in the time and space of Fengtian.
Unexpectedly, nineteen years later, another young man said these words in Fengtian.
For a moment, Gong Baosen's heart was agitated and he couldn't calm down for a long time. He didn't even say a word.
Gong Baosen was extremely shocked, while Jiang Fuxing looked calm, as if he hadn't heard anything.
He was born as an executioner. After the founding of the Republic of China, the government abolished the beheading business. He was once reduced to carrying swill for a living. It was not until he joined Gong Baosen that he could live like a human being again.
He has little education and low knowledge, and has no idea about China and its rise.
He only knows how to be loyal to the Gong family.
Gong Er's beautiful eyes stared at Feng Zhou in disbelief.
Gong Er is sixteen years old and is studying in high school in Fengtian. Although the Northeast changed its flag some time ago and the country was formally unified, people in school did not discuss much about topics such as "revitalizing China" and "fighting against foreign aggression."
2. Although she is a girl and is fond of martial arts, she doesn't care about these things, but she still knows the truth that "every man is responsible for the rise and fall of the world."
But he never imagined that a martial boy from America would risk thousands of miles to return home just for the sake of "for the rise of China."
Feng Zhou's words moved his father, who is known as "a hero in one day, one place, one place".
"I originally thought that your family was in decline and you were obsessed with martial arts, so you came here to become my father's disciple... I didn't expect you to have such a big ambition."
Seeing the young man sitting there as calm as ever, superimposed on the one who was joking with him just now, Gong Er was shocked from the bottom of his heart.