From that day on, no one in the class or school came to trouble Feng Zhou anymore.
And Feng Zhou didn't pay attention to the nonsense of a bunch of children. After studying, he focused all his attention on Xingyiquan.
In fact, practicing martial arts, practicing Xingyi, and practicing Bagua are all to explore and develop the treasures in the body.
Feng Zhou practiced martial arts in order to survive, and practiced internal martial arts in order to stay healthy. At this time, he had developed secret strength and reached the level of tiger, leopard and thunder. He was already a rare leader in the martial arts world.
But if you want to completely eliminate the internal symptoms, you must continue to make progress and practice.
According to Gong Baosen, when a person can cultivate the energy in his body to the point where the energy can be generated by himself as soon as his mind moves, he has the possibility of achieving innateness.
On this day, the lobby.
"Feng Zhou, I didn't expect that in just two months, you actually mastered the techniques and key points of Xingyiquan. The next step is to practice day after day, figure out and become familiar with it."
"Thank you Master for your careful teaching."
Feng Zhou bowed his hands and saluted, his tone sincere and heartfelt.
In the past few months, Feng Zhou has completely broken into a new field of martial arts. Every instruction and answer from Gong Baosen is like opening up a new world for him, making him feel bursts of enlightenment all the time.
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"Feng Zhou, why are you learning martial arts?" Gong Baosen sat there, holding a folding fan in his hand and patting his palms gently.
"My disciple said at the beginning, firstly, for the ambition of martial arts, and secondly, for the rise of China." Feng Zhou replied.
"Um."
Gong Baosen nodded.
He knows and understands his apprentice's ambitions, and based on his experience, he can also see the sincerity of his apprentice's heart.
Because he is sincere, he is very dedicated when practicing martial arts.
Because of his sincerity, he still wanted to study even if he returned to China.
He followed the path of "civilizing his spirit and barbarizing his body", and it was impossible to find a way to save the country.
Although there is a long road ahead, Gong Baosen is full of inexplicable confidence in his apprentice.
This confidence is stronger than believing in Ma San's future.
Because the path Feng Zhou took was a path beyond martial arts.
Whether it is his mind, stance, or structure, he is stronger than a warrior like him.
This is something that cannot be explained clearly. Everyone has his or her own opinion. He has also reached this age and has experienced ups and downs of life and death before he gradually understands a little bit. But Feng Zhou is only a seventeen-year-old boy, and he has already done it without hesitation.
The feat of returning home after traveling thousands of miles.
When Gong Baosen was this age, he was just a warrior selling his skills everywhere in order to make a living.
"Your Xingyiquan has reached a certain level. The next step is to make your hands and feet more flexible. This is the saying when the mind is full of energy and the air is in hand."
On the third day, Gong Baosen asked Lao Jiang to arrange for twenty-four water tanks to be set up in the backyard. Each water tank was filled with water. The surroundings of the water tanks were so slippery that people would almost collapse when walking on the raw surface.
If you don't keep your body in check, you will slip into the water if you are not careful.
Feng Zhou's task is to walk in the water tank. He must be able to run, turn, jump, and punch freely on it to be considered a success.
In fact, Feng Zhou had gone through similar training when he was in Gotham, and he had mastered his body balance very well, so he could quickly stand firm on it.
But of course Gong Baosen would not indulge him, so he quickly added subjects.
Let him walk on it holding a big bucket and pour water from one water tank into another water tank.
This goes on and on.
…
At night, the moon shines like water
The backyard of the palace.
Gong Baosen is instructing Feng Zhou to practice martial arts.
Old ginger stood under the porch.
Ma San is out for something.
Gong Er was settling accounts under the light.
According to the rules of wealthy families in the north, men do not handle money, and Mrs. Gong left early, so the second palace, Ruomei, is the de facto housekeeper of the Gong family compound.
There is no makeup on her face, but her face is peerless, pure and beautiful, incomparable.
After she finished calculating the accounts, she walked to the door and watched the master and apprentice practicing martial arts in the courtyard with Lao Jiang.
"Old Jiang, what do you think of my junior brother?"
Gong Er asked calmly.
"Second Miss, this guy is really amazing! No matter what martial arts moves, he is quick to pick up, and he can master them as soon as he practices them. He is a rare martial arts genius." Lao Jiang was standing upright, with the
The monkey was in his hand, and his hand gently stroked the back of the monkey's head.
"Maybe he received such training in the United States."
Gong Er stared at Feng Zhou, barely blinking, and said.
"That's not possible!" Lao Jiang said: "People from the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom know a lot of martial arts, but this kind of training method is only available to the northern boxing types, especially the internal martial arts. What the southern boxing types practice is different from ours.
no the same."
"So he's really awesome!"
For some reason, Gong Er felt a sweet feeling in his heart.
"Speaking of which, I still think this is the first time you, Lao Jiang, have praised someone. Senior Brother Ma San didn't even catch your eye, but it was a fake foreign devil who made you praise him like this."
Gong Er said with a smile.
"Hmph! If you ask me, Ma San's boxing is good, but he is not good at it. He is too strong and not sincere. This Feng Zhou is not only sincere, but also sincere." Lao Jiang shook his head. With these words, he said in front of the master
I would never say that either.
"oh."
Gong Er nodded, feeling relieved and relieved.
This is what she wants to say, and she can only say it to Lao Jiang.
"But speaking of it, Miss Second, I think both of them are inferior to you."
Lao Jiang said.
Although Gong Er is young, he has already clearly understood the softness in the body. The Bagua palm in his hand is both soft and strong, combining both softness and softness.
But Ma San is already in his thirties, but he only understands the strength of boxing. He doesn't know when he will realize the softness of boxing.
It's even more of a pity for Feng Zhou. His body is too rigid, and his understanding of strength can reach a very deep level, so he is lacking in soft strength. Although he has realized the dark strength, it is difficult to understand it clearly.
Jin and dark Jin complement each other.
This situation where hardness and softness cannot complement each other is really a great pity for such talented people.
"Who told me to be a woman?" Gong Er said this very lowly, and Lao Jiang didn't hear it clearly, but he didn't need to hear it clearly to know what she said.
For a moment, the air seemed to become quiet.
At this moment, Gong Baosen in the courtyard sighed to Feng Zhou: "You are extremely talented. You can develop dark strength at a young age. Now you have understood the strength of Xingyiquan to this extent. The so-called harmony of light and darkness, the so-called refining of essence."
Transforming Qi, refining Qi and transforming into God, and making it clear from God, is your highest goal."
When he said this, he still had a lot of meaning, with a sad expression on his face: "I have many disciples in my life, and the only two who have the talent and understanding are your senior brother Ma San and my senior sister. Ma San has the strength to understand and can inherit my mantle. If you can show your strength,
Communication is as strong as it is gentle, and your future deeds may surpass mine, and I will have no regrets in this life."