Zhou Yang threw the water ladle in his hand back into the water tank and looked outside.
Zhang Ligong said with a smile: "It's Datou who is taking the young men and children in the village to practice martial arts. If you are interested, sir, you might as well go and have a look."
"OK."
Zhou Yang heard about martial arts training and nodded with interest.
"Datou is the son of the former village chief. His martial arts is a family tradition in our Zhangjia Village. All the young men in Zhangjia Village practice it, but Datou is naturally fond of martial arts. He is obsessed with it and has talent."
While walking towards the school grounds in the village, Zhang Ligong talked to Zhou Yang.
"Captain Wu, what do you call this move? You're so tricky!"
"Captain Wu, your pounce was accompanied by an evil wind. Could it be that a hungry tiger pounces on its prey as you said?"
The threshing floor of the village became the school ground in the village during this slack period.
When the two of them came here, they saw a thin man wearing a gray coat fighting with a strong man.
What surprised Zhou Yang was that the lean man was actually beating the strong man! It seemed that the strong man was naked and his muscles were tight. Under the morning sun, his body was in good shape due to the strenuous exercise.
The huge wheat-colored muscles emit white smoke, giving him a fierce aura!
But it turned out to be the one who was pressed down and beaten!
"Captain Wu is back! This is our squadron commander, Wu Tong!"
Zhang Ligong was overjoyed.
"Okay, Datou, let's finish here today."
At this time, Captain Wu suddenly stretched out his hand and pushed. He didn't see how hard he was, but the strong man staggered away, taking five or six steps back, barely falling to the ground.
"Did anything happen in the mountains during my absence these days?"
Captain Wu walked towards Zhang Ligong. As he spoke, he picked up his coat and wiped the sweat from his forehead. The streamlined muscles of his abdomen were immediately exposed.
Wear clothes to look thin, take off clothes to look fat!
Zhou Yang suddenly realized,
No wonder you have so much strength!
At this time, Captain Wu put down his coat, looked up and saw Zhou Yang standing next to Zhang Ligong.
He wears a pure white shirt on his upper body, a pair of black fluffy pants, and a pair of mesh black shoes on his feet.
This style, this fabric, one look,
It looks awesome!
Captain Wu couldn't help but asked out of curiosity: "Who is this gentleman?"
"This is Mr. Zhou, a student studying in the United States. He came from Tianjin and is going to Chongqing to find his family..."
Zhang Ligong immediately introduced Captain Wu.
"oh?"
After listening to Zhang Ligong's introduction, Captain Wu looked at Zhou Yang in surprise: "Mr. Zhou is actually a student studying abroad!"
"Mr. Zhou is not just a student. In Niujia Village, he killed more than twenty Japanese with his superb marksmanship!"
When Zhang Ligong talked about it, he looked proud.
After all, Zhou Yang was the one he and Zhang Long brought as a guest!
Seeing Captain Wu's eyes widen in surprise and even a bit suspicious, Zhou Yang quickly said: "I went to a military academy in the United States, and naturally not only studied cultural theory, but also weapons and combat subjects.
Besides, half of the more than 20 Japs are wounded who were recuperating in Niujia Village."
Zhang Ligong said: "That's amazing. If Brother Zhou hadn't reminded us in time, Zhang Long and I would have been killed by the mines!"
"Yes, Mr. Zhou is very capable. I would like to thank Mr. Zhou for saving the lives of the Zhang brothers."
Upon hearing this, Captain Wu quickly clasped his fist towards Zhou Yang.
"It's a little effort, nothing worth mentioning."
Zhou Yang waved his hand and said.
The three of them talked and walked to Captain Wutong's yard.
"Captain Wu!"
Wutong's courtyard is very large. In addition to the main house, there are also wing rooms on the east and west sides, where some young soldiers live. When they see Captain Wu, they all say hello.
In the courtyard, in front of a stone table, three people sat down.
Wu Tong poured a bowl of water for Zhou Yang and asked Zhang Ligong: "How is it over there in Niujia Village?"
"Niujia Village······"
When he mentioned Niujia Village, Zhang Ligong's face fell, his eyes filled with hatred for the Japanese, and he described the hellish scene in Niujia Village.
"Fuck you!"
After hearing Zhang Ligong's description, Wu Tong's eyes turned red, and he roared and slapped his palm on the stone table!
"Crack!" For a moment, the stone table broke into several pieces and fell to the ground.
This time, Zhou Yang was shocked!
Look at this fracture, it was ground out of stone from the mountain. The stone is one foot thick, which is thicker than the stone tablet!
Although it is a bit rough, it is definitely a real stone material!
If an ordinary person hits it, even if his hand is smashed, he still won't be able to break the stone at all!
Seeing Zhou Yang's surprised expression, Wu Tong suppressed his anger and said to Zhou Yang: "Sir, I lost my temper. The Japanese devils are really too cruel!"
Zhou Yang shook his head and said: "It doesn't matter, the Japanese are ruthless and cruel, and people and gods are angry. This is human nature. But Captain Wu, your strength is really amazing!"
Zhang Ligong said: "Captain Wu is a disciple of the Shaolin family. He is very skilled. Even a dozen strong men can't get close to him! Even if he is placed in the green forest, he will be a well-known figure!"
"Hey!"
Wu Tong sighed: "Now that guns and artillery are rampant, this martial arts cannot be wasted. Practicing every day can only strengthen the body and amuse oneself."
Zhou Yang picked up a piece of gravel on the ground. The stone was quite heavy: "This stone table was smashed to pieces by Captain Wu with one palm. It's not just for self-entertainment. I wonder what kind of skill it is?"
"Although I was once a disciple of the Shaolin Temple, all I learned was the Black Tiger Fist passed down from my family."
Seeing Zhou Yang's interest, Wu Tong introduced him and said: "Although this name may be overbearing, it is a real internal martial arts. When it comes to martial arts, I wonder if Mr. Zhou knows anything about it?"
Zhou Yang shook his head and said: "I have only heard of some famous martial arts masters, and kung fu names such as Bajiquan and Taijiquan. As for the details, I don't know much about them."
When Wu Tong was young, he studied under the Shaolin Temple. He loved martial arts and was very interested when talking about martial arts: "There are internal and external differences in Kung Fu. External Kung Fu trains strength, and Internal Kung Fu trains strength. External Kung Fu trains the skin and flesh horizontally, and Internal Kung Fu fills the internal organs with Qi.
External Kung Fu is easy to get started, but it is difficult to get started with it, and it is difficult to get deep. Internal Kung Fu is not easy to get started with, but compared with external Kung Fu, it is easier to enter a profound state after getting started.
However, although there are differences between the inside and outside, in the end, different paths lead to the same goal, and they are divided into three levels: Ming Jin, Dark Jin, and Hua Jin. Black Tiger Fist is not a Kung Fu of the Shaolin Temple. It was a boxing technique passed down from the Southern Quan to the North. I also based it on the Shaolin Temple's outer courtyard.
The boxing techniques taught are integrated and perfected, and now it is also possible to practice Ming Jin's internal martial arts. If one's nature matches the boxing technique and he practices diligently, it is not a bad idea to use light to create darkness!"
Zhou Yang couldn't help but ask: "I wonder what level you, Captain Wu, have reached."
"It has been nineteen years since I started practicing martial arts at the age of twelve, but I have just touched the threshold of Ming Jin."
Wu Tong clapped his hands, grabbed a fist-sized stone, and shook it hard. The stone was immediately turned into gravel, which turned into sand and scattered on the ground: "I was fortunate enough to meet an Anjin warrior who could hold
Iron becomes clay, and an iron ingot can be rounded and flattened, just like that."
After saying that, Wu Tong stood up, cupped his fists towards Zhou Yang and said, "Mr. Zhou, do you want to practice martial arts?"
"Will you teach me?"
Zhou Yang looked at Sha Shuo who fluttered to the ground. He was so happy that he also stood up.
Wu Tong said: "Why not? In today's world, even if you are successful in martial arts, it is only a matter of a bullet. Mr. Zhou is willing to learn, and Wu can do anything."
