Chapter 30 Boxing is not practiced, dark energy is born
The next day, it was still dark.
Feng Zhou had already gotten up.
According to Gong Baosen's arrangement, he had to get up before dawn and run laps with Jiang Fuxing.
Running circles is to adjust your breathing.
They lived in a village outside Fengtian City, which was a manor built by Gong Baosen in the early years.
There are old woods outside, but there is a road in the middle, which Gong Baosen walked step by step when he was leading his disciples in his early years.
Feng Zhou ran in front, and Lao Jiang followed behind with a whip in hand to supervise.
You can't run fast, because Lao Jiang is too old to keep up. It doesn't matter if you run slowly, but you can't stop. If you stop, you will be whipped.
It's nothing to say that this is a running skill. After all, Feng Zhou has been practicing martial arts for many years. He can run for more than ten miles without getting out of breath and can keep his breath even.
It's a pity that the purpose of running laps is to adjust his breathing, but not to make him breathe evenly.
Lao Jiang is a former executioner. He usually doesn't walk in front. He walks behind you. When he looks at people, he doesn't look at your head or your body, but at your neck.
Having an executioner with a knife staring at your neck from behind all day makes no one feel comfortable.
Of course, to Feng Zhou, no matter how powerful the executioner was, his lethality was limited, so this discomfort was nothing.
But Feng Zhou must follow Gong Baosen's requirements, keep his body tight at all times, gather all the strength in his body and not let it go, close his pores, and hold his breath.
This training is the natural reaction of the human body and requires absolute vigilance at all times, because this is a crucial thing for practicing Xingyi.
The so-called act according to your feelings and respond wherever you feel! It refers to the situation where the power of form, mind, hearing and touch can reach great heights. It is also the pursuit of every martial arts practitioner.
Feng Zhou learned fighting from the Joker and competed with Batman. He picked up the skill of listening to the wind very quickly. He is a natural golden finger, so this sensitivity is very powerful.
However, after every run, Feng Zhou would breathe evenly and return to normal after a while, but Lao Jiang had to squat there and breathe for half the day before he could recover.
If outsiders saw it, they might think that Lao Jiang was running in front and Feng Zhou was chasing after him.
After running and eating, I started practicing standing postures.
The wooden stakes of the Gong family are not arranged according to the directions of the Eight Trigrams and the Sixty-Four Hexagrams, but are arranged in a square and square manner.
Each wooden pile is one meter high and straight and level with the water. From a distance, it looks like a forest, but it is neat and orderly.
Originally, according to Gong Baosen's arrangement, Lao Jiang took Feng Zhou to practice.
But he later changed his mind and taught it himself.
"I'll give you a demonstration. Watch carefully."
Gong Baosen's body slowly sank, his legs were bent at the knees, and his body was in a half-squatting position. At the same time, his left palm was stretched forward, his elbow was slightly bent, and his whole body was rising and falling inaudibly, seeming to be sinking but not sinking, and looking like looseness but not looseness.
Feng Zhou had read this posture in that book, and immediately he drew a gourd and a scoop, and squatted down. However, as before, he always felt a little uncoordinated. Although he saw Gong Baosen's exertion, he couldn't see it.
It has to be clear, and there is no way to simulate it.
"It's tangible but not powerful. Carefully feel the placement of my fingers." Gong Baosen came behind Feng Zhou, gently touched the back of Feng Zhou's head with his fingers, and then pushed down inch by inch.
Inch by inch, every time a joint moved, Feng Zhou felt the spine of his body straighten bit by bit.
"Feel this energy and practice slowly. If you have anything you don't understand, just ask me." After Gong Baosen finished speaking, he walked away with his hands behind his back.
With the guidance of a master, it is different from working on your own behind closed doors.
With this feeling, Feng Zhou discovered the difference in martial arts between the east and the west.
Martial arts in the East are different from those in the West. Westerners train their muscles, so if someone else's punches are not strong enough, they won't feel anything when they hit them.
In Eastern martial arts, especially Neijiaquan, the main training is the muscles, bones and skin, not only the external training, but also the internal training, training of the five internal organs and strength.
Feng Zhou was unable to do anything else due to a strange illness in his body, so he was so eager for Neijiaquan.
Gong Baosen possesses both Xingyi and Bagua skills. When he teaches his disciples, he usually starts with the principles of Xingyiquan.
There is a theory of Liuhe in Xingyi, which is divided into three outer and inner three.
The outer three joints are the shoulders and hips, the elbows and knees, and the hands and feet.
The inner three unions are the union of heart and mind, the union of mind and Qi, and the union of Qi and force.
Only by cultivating the outside as well as the inside can you live a long life and still have extraordinary power.
So, from this day on, Feng Zhou began to formally practice Neijiaquan. After all, he had many years of martial arts experience. In just three days, he mastered the three-body posture method.
This undoubtedly amazed Gong Baosen!
He changed his decision again.
He originally wanted to come back in front of the eldest disciple Ma San, and let him take over the guidance of this closed disciple.
Gong Baosen's kung fu was better than his own, but as he got older, he lacked energy. He was different from Ma San. He was young, had good kung fu, and had never been defeated in battles for his master. He was the face of the old Gong family outside.
Although the Chinese Warriors Association has disbanded, Gong Baosen still has a lot of power secretly.
Ma San led one of them.
"Ma San is young and has many things to do. He needs to practice a lot so that he can succeed in taking over in the future. Therefore, I will personally guide this closed disciple."
He had several true disciples, each with great attainments, but only Ma San and Gong Er were able to truly understand the true meaning of martial arts.
Ma San inherited his strength, and Gong Er inherited his softness.
If before he retires, he trains a good disciple and can fully understand the strength and softness in his martial arts, then he will have no regrets in this life.
Half a month later, Ma San came back.
Gong Baosen recruited other disciples and invited several martial arts comrades in Fengtian. Under the witness of everyone, he reopened the incense hall and held a grand apprenticeship ceremony.
This time, Feng Zhou was not pretentious.
According to etiquette, he knelt down, kowtowed, served fragrant tea, and officially became Gong Baosen's disciple.
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Three months passed quickly.
In the past three months, Feng Zhou has not been fully immersed in martial arts training. He came all the way from afar under the pretext of wanting to complete his unfinished studies in Fengtian. So under the operation of Gong Baosen and Ma San, he entered Fengtian Model School High School.
Reading in second grade.
Fengtian Model School was established by Zhang Yuting. It ranks first in the Northeast in terms of hardware facilities, teaching staff and reputation. Those who can study here are either rich or noble.
Gong Er also went to this school, but it was one level younger than him.
On this weekend, he got up early in the morning to run around and stand, and suddenly he felt that the energy and blood in his body were getting stronger and stronger. In his ears, he seemed to hear the roar of a rushing river, and his heart roared like a war drum.
In an instant, he had a wonderful illusion that he could break the sky with one punch!
More importantly, he felt that he had entered an inexplicable state at this time, as if he suddenly realized something, and could he slightly control the movement of the muscles in his body?
At the peak of bright energy, dark energy arises in the heart?
This made him a little excited.
You know, he has only started Zhanzhuang for five months and has not yet practiced Xingyiquan systematically.
Without practicing this boxing technique, your body develops hidden strength?
This is too surprising.
Little did he know that at this moment Gong Baosen and Ma San looked at each other with surprise on their faces.
In their eyes, Feng Zhou stood on the wooden pile, just like a big tree rooted on the cliff. It seemed that there were roots under his feet, and his whole person had become one with the wooden pile. If the ground did not shake and the pile did not move, others would not
move.
"Good! Amazing!"
When Gong Baosen saw such charm in Feng Zhou, he couldn't help but praise loudly, "Five months of practicing is enough to equal an ordinary martial artist's ten years. Feng Zhou, you are a born prodigy in martial arts. I am so
In many years, I have never seen a martial arts practitioner like you!"
"Master, my junior brother is starting to learn the arts, let me try out his accomplishments at this time!"